Please listen to the voice of black magic

Annan hesitated whether to go alone now to explore the church that was completely surrounded by the breath of death.

"Go back and find helpers first...it won't work."

Annan didn't think that he would get help if he went back to the magic professor and explained what was going on here. Rather, the magic professor would definitely try his best to stop him, and Mr. Detective would definitely object after hearing about this.

"Are you leaving like this? It feels a bit pity..."

Annan wanted to call the police.

Unfortunately, he didn't have any evidence, and nothing serious happened in the slums. If he called the police rashly, no one would care about him.

"Observe the area for a while... huh?"

Annan suddenly felt something in his heart.

He did not stop, but slowed down and looked naturally towards the messy streets of the slums on the right.

He saw three people he knew.

It was the three gangsters who had threatened him with guns not long ago.

Now these three people are wandering around in the slum like headless flies.

"Why don't they take a taxi to the hospital...wait a minute."

Due to the distance, Annan didn't notice anything at first glance, but after a few more glances, he discovered something was wrong.

The three panic-looking hooligans were half-disembodied and half-real, as if they were ghosts.

Annan subconsciously raised his head and looked at the great sun radiating heat above his head.

Although today's weather cannot be said to be cloudless, it is also a good day with sunshine.

The most important thing is that it is broad daylight now.

"Damn it. I haven't seen you for a while. What happened to these three guys?"

Annan was sure that he was not mistaken. The three somewhat transparent figures were indeed the three gangsters from before.

"Didn't anyone see them but me?"

The slums in the morning were quite lively. Although the streets inside were narrow and dirty, they did not hinder the activities of the residents who were accustomed to the environment here.

There are many young children who have no money to go to school walking back and forth between the crowded houses, laughing and enjoying their childlike fun.

On the road, you can see women in shabby clothes gathering together in twos and threes. You can also see some young unemployed people standing on the street smoking, and more idle men sitting on the road doing nothing.

However, no one paid attention to the three gangsters walking around not far away.

"These three guys seem to be moving their mouths. They should be calling for help? But I can't hear their voices, and they don't seem to be able to see anyone nearby. What's going on?"

Annan stopped behind a big tree and quietly looked at the unexplainable scene in the slum.

"Are we going to get close to them? Or... find a helper?"

Annan turned his head and waved to another person he knew not far away.

He discovered the other party just now, because this person's eyes were the same as his own, secretly looking at the three translucent figures in the slum.

The man standing in the shadow of a tin house on the edge of the slum saw Annan's movements and hesitated for a few seconds before jogging over.

"Hello……"

The handsome man who had been surrounded by three gangsters and threatened the young man nodded towards Annan with an uncertain expression.

"You saw it too, right?"

Annan wasted no time and pointed directly at the three illusory figures in the slum.

"What do you think?"

"I……"

The young man opened and closed his mouth, but in the end he didn't speak. He just frowned and shook his head.

He didn't understand what was going on.

"Let's go there together. There will always be someone to take care of us. At worst, we can be emboldened." Annan suggested with a smile.

"But...is there no problem?"

The young man was still hesitant.

"How can there be no problem? This situation is so weird. Maybe it's man-made, maybe it's a hidden black magician living in the slums?"

Annan made a reasonable guess.

"Are those three people dead or alive? They should be dead, right? Maybe they are their ghosts? Look, didn't you shoot that man in the sole of his foot before? But he moves so flexibly now, as if he didn't Looks like he’s been hurt.”

Of course the young man noticed this, so he was more alert and did not approach the three people rashly.

If it weren't for those three people who were barely considered members of the family, he might have turned around and left after seeing this scene, and wouldn't have paid any attention to the weird things here.

"As expected, we should call the police... Someone from the police's magic department should be able to see them, right? If that doesn't work, just call the white knights..."

The young man didn't want to take risks. He would rather go to the police who he didn't want to see.

"That makes sense, but it seems a little too late."

Annan's eyes stared at the slum for a moment.

Sensing where Annan was looking, the young man turned his head suddenly.

In the slums, the figures of the three gangsters running around had stopped.

The three people fell to the ground without a sound, and in front of them, a nun covered in black appeared.

The figure of this nun was clearly visible, and it was obviously not illusory, but even so, the residents walking around in the slum did not pay attention to this nun for even a second.

Not because it's commonplace, but because the residents don't see it.

The nun's face was somewhat unclear, and she was looking at where Annan and the young man were.

Annan was seen and discovered.

"Sister? When... Huh?"

The young man raised his head in surprise.

"Eh...it's dark? Wait...a red...moon?"

"There is such a thing."

Annan sighed with emotion.

Of course he knows where he is. This is not reality, this is the shadow of reality, this is another world, this is a foreign land.

"The two of us were pulled in without a sound. Is there any mistake? The Golden Witch also seems to need a door, right? And the distance between us...how did this nun do it?"

Annan quickly took out the pistol hidden under his coat.

This is not reality. He is no longer under the big tree, and there is no shadow in the slum. The place is desolate and empty, except for the dilapidated small church that still stands here.

There is no obstacle between Annan's current location and the nun dressed in black, and they are clearly visible to each other.

Annan raised his gun and aimed it at a target about a hundred meters away.

The somewhat absent-minded young man nearby also reacted when he saw this. He immediately took out his pistol and pointed it at the nun standing motionless in front of him.

The nun ignored them both.

A large number of ferocious tentacles suddenly appeared on the nun's unclear face, and engulfed the three gangsters who fell on the ground!

Everything happens in an instant and ends in an instant.

When Annan came to his senses, the three gangsters had already been eaten.

"this……"

Annan subconsciously wanted to pull the trigger of the pistol, but he had no chance.

Because the nun with the weird tentacles on her face had already arrived in front of him!