It was as if the force of erosion was exerted over the entire church, and in an instant all the negativity was amplified, and it was still intensifying, and the resolute witcher was also repelled in this sudden wave, and his heart was shaken, like a sailboat in a storm.

Lorenzo and the others sat on the benches, and he looked heavily at the cheering residents outside the door.

"They're attacking, towards the witchers?"

The robin is suspicious of everything in the story.

"Of course, Valle is an extremely closed environment, let alone witchers, and they don't even understand what the concept of a witcher is......"

Lorenzo let out a long sigh, these people didn't understand anything, and Lorenzo didn't know if they still had the knowledge of the "outside world" under that strange power.

It's like a closed cage that allows the humans in it to fend for themselves.

"Let the story continue. ”

Kestrel froze, and he urged.

Lorenzo nodded, and then in his words, there was a vicious fight in the story.

"Of course they are no match for the Demon Hunters, those residents are not even polluted by the demons, not only that, but under the clouds of Valley Town, his physique is also extremely cowardly, and the Demon Hunters killing them is like cutting melons and vegetables, but ...... It's the psychological pressure that's frightening. ”

In the story, 042 angrily wields the nail sword, sometimes the more fearful, the more it can arouse the anger in the bottom of people's hearts, and the anger burns, evaporating fear and reason together.

The whole church was set ablaze, the fire raging and engulfing all that was holy, and the four sat on the burning pews, quietly listening to the story.

The fire continued to rise, and the demon hunters knew very well that they could not continue to stay here, so 042 chose to attack first, and out of vigilance he activated his power as soon as possible, and the sturdy armor was generated from the surface of his body, tearing the bound clothes, covering his body.

The pitch-black knight became a walking chariot, and he killed directly through the main entrance, knocking over all the guys who stood in his way, and the remaining two witchers did not have the power protection like 042 because of their poor frontal combat ability, and they followed closely behind 042, covering where he could not attack.

"I thought there was going to be a big fight, but it was actually much easier than I thought. ”

Lorenzo recounted.

042's nail sword easily cut through the steel and wooden crosses, those emaciated bodies were fragile like pieces of paper under his sword, broken limbs and blood flew sideways, and under the excessive crowd, 042 was difficult to maintain after all, but those falling weapons were resisted by the sturdy armor, leaving only sporadic sparks.

"We broke out of the church easily, and although there were only three witchers, we were a very strong team, with different powers and complementing each other. ”

Lorenzo recalled the members of the squad.

"My power is Medanzo, 016's power is Raphael, and 011's is Shandafeng. ”

The white bricks that keep the church collapsing, exposing the outside view to the eyes of the four of them, so that they can clearly understand what is in the story.

"I am the strongest shield, 011 can give us timely warning, 016 helps us interfere with the enemy, we keep fighting, and when the last resident is slashed by me, we realize that we have reached the square in the center of the town. ”

The world around them began to shatter, like the curtain of a drama falling, and a new scene appeared, as they sat on benches in the square, looking at the bloody witchers not far away.

The young demon hunters were out of breath, they had fought demons, but they had not fought such mad humans, the town was still foggy, the corpses were spread along the church all the way to the square, and 042 looked the way before, only vague traces of blood confirmed the path they had walked.

"It was a strange feeling, I don't know if it was an illusion or what, and as we went deeper into Valle Town, I noticed that the fog was thickening, and our vision was shrinking, until at last it was only a pitiful few meters. ”

Lorenzo recalls what happened, and as he speaks, a dark and obscure power rises in the hearts of every listener.

"It's strange that from the battle, we clearly feel that these inhabitants are not corrupted by demons, that is to say, they are all normal people, but they are driven by some evil doctrine to constantly attack us, and they don't seem to be afraid. ”

042 looked down at his bloodstained spike sword, on which the gray world was reflected.

"And we...... Determined witchers, we were shaken in the short battle, like a porous cabin, the sea of fear seeping into our bodies from different places, and exerting the cold from the warm depths. ”

The listeners looked serious, they already felt the obscure fear, not strong, but like the gray mist, it engulfed the listeners and the demon hunters in the story little by little.

This is the innate thread of human beings, which is difficult to separate and suppress, and can only be like a balance on a tightrope, stabilizing its balance with reason.

"The whole town is weird, obviously not affected by demons, but their abnormality is stronger than demons...... After a short decision, we chose to continue our investigation into the town's secrets, and the team took a short break in the square before continuing to investigate. ”

"However, during the break, I examined several corpses, and I found some useful reports from them. ”

As Lorenzo spoke, 042 turned over corpses, and upon closer examination, he found something interesting.

"Black Cross?"

The robin was a little surprised by what Lorenzo had found.

Lorenzo affirmed.

"That's right, we found a common denominator on those corpses, they all had black crosses on them, some were scars, some were tattoos, some were objects, hanging from their necks. ”

"And this thing is recorded in the Demon Hunting Order, which originated from a heretical order that has been circulating for a long time. ”

In the midst of the story, 042 slowly lifted the black cross, and both 016 and 011 looked slightly frightened.

"It's a sign from a group called the Society of the End, a group of lunatics we don't know where they came from, and they act according to the name they are called. ”

On the bench, Lorenzo spoke to the audience.

"All things come to an end. ”

The fog crept, as if something strange was moving slowly behind the gray fog, bringing up gusts of breeze and rolling up wind and smoke.

"To be honest, according to the records of the Demon Hunting Order, the Ultimate Society is the most serious heretical group, they don't care about fame and fortune, they don't care about power and status, the only thing they want to achieve is the end of all things, pure destruction.

This is a group of extremely dangerous madmen, and they don't seem to have any major gathering places, but are scattered all over the place, some are connected to demons, some are not aware of their existence at all, and even after all this time, we still don't know where this association originated or even their specific internal structure. ”

Lorenzo said with a frown.

"Now that I think about it, this association is indeed full of strange problems, but usually they are not very large, like weeds on the side of the road, which can be eradicated at hand...... But it goes on and on. ”

"And what's next?"

Kestrel asked, and he began to wonder why it all came about.

An isolated town, a mysterious fog, a strange evil spirit, a group of crazy madmen, and three unprepared witchers.

If it weren't for Lorenzo's serious narration to dispel the doubts of several people, they would really have been a story made up by Lorenzo.

Lorenzo seemed to realize the kestrel's excitement, and he shook his head.

"It may disappoint you, it's a special task, but the truth seems a bit vulgar today, but at the time, it was really special and worthy of my deep thought.

Others have no surprising reversals, or some shocking secrets, just like the way we witchers did before. ”

He said a little coldly.

"Find the target, kill him...... Or kill them. ”

So the demon hunters in the story re-grasped the nail sword and walked towards the depths of the fog.

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