The night is like ink, and the rendering room obscures the stars and the crescent moon. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In front of the St. Paul's school, under the light of torches, the doctors were still busy, and the heavy 'crow suits' made them sweat profusely and panting.

But no one will take off this protection against the plague, which is extremely effective.

Especially after the old nun also fell ill, the doctors have redefined the severity of this plague.

"We need more potions!"

"And ......"

"This neighborhood has to be quarantined!"

A doctor said to the leader.

The words are full of solemnity.

Because, he knows very well what they will face once they are isolated.

You can only get in, not out.

Whether it's a living person or a corpse!

If the plague is not effectively controlled, and continues to spread...... Soon, this place will be a dead land.

Eventually, a fire will completely destroy the place.

Even if there are still people alive inside.

Even, in some ways, the living are the targets of the fire!

Only by burning all these people to death can the plague be lifted.

"Quarantine?"

The old nun's nameless disciple whispered.

He knew something, but it was also true that the plague was getting harder and harder to control.

In contrast, the doctor beckoned to the doctors around him.

"Everyone!"

"We are now facing an even more difficult and dangerous situation than we imagined!"

"We ...... It's time to quarantine the neighborhood! ”

After a brief pause, the doctor said.

The doctors were silent.

In fact, when they answered the call and appeared here, they were already prepared.

The doctors looked at each other, then nodded in unison to their leader.

"Thank you."

"I swear to be with you, whether you go to the Land of Dawn or fall into Hell!"

With that, the doctor lit a firework on the side.

Shout!

The sharp sound of breaking the air broke the silence of the night, and everyone saw the red snake of Pusuman blooming under the night sky.

The hearts of people who know this is what it means sink deeply.

And Sheriff John, who had been paying attention here, pressed the brim of his hat and said to his deputy in a deep voice: "Blockade of the five streets near St. Paul's School, martial law will be imposed on all neighborhoods, and anyone who rushes out without permission will shoot and die!" ”

"Yes!"

Lestrade pursed his lips, and his voice was low, not at all as loud as he had been.

And, after giving an affirmative answer, the deputy sheriff still looked at John with no dead heart, hoping that something would change.

"Go ahead."

"Do you want more people to die in it?"

"Don't you know how to choose a neighborhood or a city?"

"I know, it's not fair!"

"But TMD, now is not the time to be fair!"

Unfortunately, Sheriff John didn't change anything.

Not only did it not change, but it was still loudly scolded.

Like a roaring sound, it sounded in the street, and the bodies of the deputy sheriff and the surrounding police officers trembled.

Yes, it's not fair to the people in that neighborhood.

But is it fair for the whole city to let it go?

The officers took action.

Sheriff John stood in the street, looking at the dark sky, and reached for his chest, where there was a silver flask containing holy water from the Church of Dawn.

"Relying on an ethereal existence, I used to think it was ridiculous."

"But now, I want you to be real!"

"If you exist, open your eyes and see!"

"That was the place where you gave your miracles!"

"That's where your followers first gathered!"

"Are you going to leave them like this now?"

The sheriff muttered to himself.

It's not just the sheriff, similar self-talk has been heard everywhere.

Especially the elderly.

They may have adapted to the new era in normal times, but at the juncture of their lives, some imprints of biological instinct begin to play a role.

Not to mention the people who gathered at the gates of St. Paul's School.

They prayed and paid attention spontaneously.

So, when a fire lit somewhere inside St. Paul's school, everyone saw it.

"It's on fire!"

"It's on fire!"

When the shouts rang out, people went to put out the fire.

But the doctor stopped him.

"Don't panic, there will be a team of nursing team members to deal with it, now please take care of your sick family members, and don't cause any more trouble to St. Paul's School."

Reasonable words and the prestige of the doctor quickly quieted down the people around him.

However, some of those who hide in the shadows are the opposite.

One by one, they burst out of the shadows and hurried in the direction of the chapel.

"It worked!"

Kartley and the leader of the Revival Society, who were following the crowd, felt a burst of joy in their hearts.

Although they had already guessed that they would succeed, when the real success appeared, they still couldn't hide their excitement.

"Get ready, we're going to welcome the arrival of the 'New Gods'!"

Said the leader of the 'Revival Society'.

"Hmm."

Kateley nodded, and pulled a palm-sized box from his bosom.

Like Kateley, the leader of the Revival Society took out the same box.

To put it simply, owning half of the key items for the advent of the 'new gods' is the key to the cooperation between the two parties.

"Don't forget your promise!"

Kateley said.

"Please remember what you said!"

The leader of the 'Revival Society' said.

Then, the two smiled tacitly.

But soon, such a smile froze on his face.

They saw where the fire was burning.

But that's just a few haystacks, not St. Paul's Church at all.

Qin Ran, who was standing by the haystack with a torch in his hand, smiled as if he was welcoming the guests as the host, and greeted everyone.

"Good evening, everyone!"

The voice is calm and indifferent.

But hearing such a voice made Kateley's face turn purple.

"You, you ......"

Kateley wanted to say something, but a breath of air held in his chest, preventing him from speaking at all.

"You say I wasn't provoked by you?"

"I'm confused, I'm a suspicious person."

"You use my suspicion to make me suspicious of Sister Moni, then...... Have you ever thought that a stranger like you deserves my suspicion more than the familiar mock nun? ”

"Of course, I need to thank you for bringing out these hiding rats, saving me a lot of time so that I can catch them all!"

Qin Ran's words were accompanied by the crackling sound of the haystack next to him, as if it was a slap after a slap, and he slapped Kateley's face fiercely, causing the count's heir's face to change again and again.

"Rubbish!"

The leader of the 'Revival Society', who was still smiling at each other just now, said unceremoniously at this time.

"You!"

Kateley glared at his collaborator, but couldn't say anything to retort.

Because, facts speak louder than words.

And Qin Ran's eyes also looked at the leader of the 'Revival Society'.

Different from looking at Kateley's blandness, when looking at the other party, Qin Ran's eyes appeared with a hint of coldness that contained murderous intent.

"Long time no see!"

"What shall I call you?"

"Is it Your Excellency, the leader of the Revival Society?"

"Or São Paulo Nurse Captain Lead?"

Qin Ran said word by word.