009 frantically shuttled on the bluestone road, the leaves were swept by the wind and "rustled" past his cheeks, countless yellow sand covered the gloomy sky, and the distant clouds began to have thunder and lightning rolling, like the desperate whimper of a dying person.

In the distance, the high temple tower had been buried by the black oppressive clouds, and the sharp roof of the building pierced straight into the clouds, and his courtyard was just around the corner, and it seemed to be close at hand.

009 came to the front of the capital, grabbed the copper handle of the door, and with a "click", tore the heavy door open.

The shrubs and wild trees in the courtyard were all black and blurry, and the path behind him was like a water-soaked oil painting, gathering together and slowly disappearing.

009 clearly understands that the beads are all broken, and he cannot be resurrected again, and this choice is a matter of life and death.

His face was calm, and although he was also nervous, the indifference that had permeated his long career as a ferryman made him still unable to see anything on his face.

The air was damp before the rain, and the wind seemed to have taken on a color and turned gray and black.

009 stepped across the courtyard and opened the door to the house.

- Sure enough, as he expected, the walls were covered with the same blood as before he died.

It's just that this time he came back early, to the point where he didn't have the skills to return to heaven in his previous life. In the midst of the bloodstains, there were still a few owls still alive, but their expressions were extremely painful, and some of them were even severed.

009 took a long breath, listened to the increasingly fierce wind outside, did not hesitate, and hurriedly stepped forward.

According to the diary, Forgotten Dust painted owls on all the walls of the house, and in addition to these on the surface, the places covered by the cabinets must also be painted with owls.

Owls don't kill owls, so he suspects—

In these paintings, there are things that should not be drawn in.

009 pressed the door tightly against the cabinet, trying to use this clumsy method to buy himself time to find the murderer.

He didn't care about the cleanliness of the room, and pushed down everything that could cover the walls, trying to maximize the bare of the walls.

The dim light shone falteringly into the room, casting a shadow on the furniture, illuminating 009's face with determination and composure.

The wind outside grew louder and louder, like a wild horse galloping and whistling, and the black clouds in the sky finally began to rain, and the thunderbolts of rain smashed the earth, like a river pouring wantonly.

Su Que floated on the ceiling, and the light passed through her body, as if it were just a piece of air that didn't exist.

She frowned, but floated out through the door to the outside of the rainstorm.

In a scarlet raindrop, she saw the huge figure slowly rise from the corner of the courtyard, spreading its huge fangs and approaching the room little by little.

Su Que slowly floated into the room, slowly looking in the direction of 009 behind him.

The dungeon is coming to an end, and whether she can go out and return to her body depends on the ability of this future boss of the Elysium.

"Boom—boom—"

A thunderbolt slashed down from the clouds, and a bright silver electric light enveloped the entire sky, illuminating the room through the windows.

"Bang-"

009 toppled another cabinet, revealing a wall covered in black hideous lines.

- No, still nothing.

009 wiped the sweat from his forehead, the shawl on his body was already soaked with cold sweat, and he stuck to his body wetly.

The sound of wind and rain outside became louder and louder, thunder and lightning pierced the entire earth, and the "boom" sounded, and the walls were blood-red and miserable white by the thunder.

"Da, da, da"

In this natural storm, there was a clear sound of footsteps suddenly, like all the wind and rain had become its accompaniment, and the melody of death beat on the tympanic membrane of 009.

"Da, da, da"

009's hand kept moving, pushing a porcelain vase away, but cold sweat slowly slipped down the corners of his forehead.

"Bang bang bang-"

Someone began to bang on the wooden door outside the door, and the cabinet against the door kept shaking, swaying as if it could fall at any moment, and there was a slight tremor from the floor of the room, which seemed to hit him in the heart.

009's palms were sweaty, and when he finally pushed open a screen, his pupils shrank and he found what he was looking for - a golden eagle.

I don't know who painted the golden eagle, the lines are depicted with a black pen, the black feathers are upside down, the eyes are wide open, the sharp beak is next to a large piece of blood and a little bit of minced meat that has not been swallowed, and there is an owl thigh with unfading feathers in its mouth, and the bright red flesh stains the whole wall.

Ten meters beside it, not a single owl survived.

The golden eagle is the natural enemy of the owl, and if he guessed correctly, it was it that the owl that strangely disappeared into a pool of blood was eaten by it.

The eagle's eyes rolled in its sockets, staring straight at 009.

Its long beak is bent.

009 felt a chill spread from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and a chill arose.

The sound of the crash behind him seemed to be close at hand, the door began to shake back and forth, and the cabinet was also staggered, and finally it was thrown to the ground with a "bang", smashing a large hole, and a black shadow jumped in from outside the house like a ghost, and the flickering electric light illuminated its hideous face.

When it was too late, 009 snatched the rag from the cabinet and wiped off the golden eagle's paintings.

Another shadow flashed next to his shadow on the wall, and 009 turned over violently, kicking with the force of the wall, and quickly swept from the shadows to the other side.

"Boom—"

Another bolt of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the dim room and illuminating the dark shadow for a moment.

009 gasped -

It was a gigantic rat in a robe!

The rat was two meters tall, standing on two feet like a human, his gray hair like spikes buried in his blood-red clothes, and his bearded face had a strange red glow with a pair of small eyes the size of mung beans.

"Giggle~"

It let out a strange grin, its body slowly dyed red, and its sharp fangs stabbed in the direction of 009, aiming it directly at his heart.

009 A carp stood up quickly, flipped back with the force of the cabinet, staggered the sound of fangs breaking through the air, and flipped to the other side of the wall, but landed right in front of the wall that had not yet been eaten by the golden eagle.

009 felt that something behind him seemed to break through the wall, and he leaned over to avoid it, but saw an incredible scene in the next second.

"Bang Bang Bang-"

I saw the owl behind him fly out of the wall as if it was alive, and with the black mist, a large number of hideous owls gathered, stared at the round eyes, and stabbed the rat spirit with their sharp claws.

The air cracked and whistled towards the huge rat spirit, and the small room was filled with owl bodies and flying black feathers.

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