Sometimes it was the whimper of a child, sometimes it was the sorrow of a woman, sometimes it turned into a man's choking, and different cries overlapped with the night wind throughout the Forbidden Demon City.

In the dead of night, there are no candles and no lighting, and the whole city is outlined by the moonlight with a red boundary line, one day and one earth, like a round of reflections, swaying in the night wind.

Several uniformed black figures pulled out of the dark street, and a young patrol officer sneered: "Is it necessary, let us patrol around the city at two o'clock in the morning, don't the big guys sleep at this time, are you still worried that the witch will escape to the Forbidden Demon City?" "Blame the damn witches, if they hadn't done so much and angered the gods again and punished them, the volcano wouldn't have erupted, and we wouldn't have been short of manpower, so we wouldn't have stayed up late for days on duty." ”

The older patrolman slapped the other party, "It's better to be careful, so many people have died in the Mountain of Atonement, and we have trouble here, even if there is no witch escaping, our city is not peaceful." ”

The old patrol officer is right, at this time, the patrol is not only to protect the safety of the residents in the city, but more importantly, to prevent problems before they occur, and the residents in the city need to be protected at the same time, they are also the key prevention objects of the patrol police and the inspection committee.

There have been some faint signs in the past few days, so many people have died in the Mountain of Atonement, and the president of the Inspectorate has still not appeared, even if not to mention the panic of the people is still growing.

At this moment, the Forbidden Demon City is like a hot oil pot, and it looks very calm on the surface, but whenever you throw something down, it can always blow up.

It's only a matter of time before this pan is fried or not.

The experienced patrol officer felt a little uneasy in his heart, and smelled a strange smell that was not easy to detect in the oppressive air.

Even if they are confident in the inspector's meeting, they will inevitably be a little more worried, whether the inspector will fall, but it is not certain whether these little people can get away with it.

Patrolling with worries was a little more vigilant and cautious, and he said all he wanted, and he didn't care if the few young patrolmen behind him could listen to him.

"Did you hear the cry?" A patrolman quickened his pace, "It's strange, you can hear crying everywhere you go." ”

The patrol team picked up the pace, and when they reached the intersection, they looked up at the street on the left, and between the two fine houses was a wide main road surrounded by lush greenery.

This street is the most prosperous part of the Forbidden Demon City, and even in the middle of the night, when the lights are dark, you can faintly see the extravagance, and the shops and houses on both sides even have luminous stone lighting devices installed at the entrances.

The cold fluorescence of the luminous stone is intertwined with the dark red of the red moon, and the hustle and bustle of the day is a little more eerie and cold.

"Really, is someone crying?"

"Don't scare yourself, that's the wind."

Having said that, I inevitably had some doubts in my heart.

At the door of the 'Witch Souvenir' shop, a woman's back stood motionless.

Not far behind her stood another man in a patrol uniform, leaning forward slightly, as if to say something to the woman in front of her.

It's still a little far away, and it's not real.

"Eh, it seems to be Carl, aren't the three of them patrolling the east of the city, why is he here?"

The people in the patrol team are all familiar faces, they all know each other, even if there is only one back in the dim light at this moment, you can still see one or two from the height and body type.

"I'll go take a look."

The young patrolman walked over quickly and patted the other party's shoulder, "Carl, why are you here, not afraid that your boss will say that you are derelict in your duties...... "Shou......

The last word was not fully spoken, and the hand rested on Carl's shoulder.

The face he was facing at this time was covered in blood, and there was a rolling grunt in his throat, and even if there were only two blood-red holes left in the place where his eyes should have been on his face, it was not difficult to see his fear and pain.

The young patrolman's face was terrified, and he wanted to leave immediately.

His first instinct was to run, but when he tried to turn around, he realized to his surprise that the hand on Carl's shoulder could not be removed, as if it was glued, and at the same time a cold hand covered the back of his hand.

It was Carl's hand.

"Save ...... Save me...... Save ......"

Carl's terrifying face kept moving closer to the young patrolman, muttering a plea for help.

Fuck you, the young patrolman didn't want to pay attention to Carl, but the other party clearly had no intention of letting him go.

"What are they doing?"

In the eyes of the other patrol officers, the two had a face-to-face friendly exchange, and Carl was taller than the young patrol officer, and his back blocked the view of others.

No one knew that he was in danger of death at this point.

The young patrolman wanted to open his mouth to call for help, but somehow, the other patrolmen who were standing at the intersection did not respond, even though he was shouting so loudly.

His back was cold, and the cold sweat oozing from his forehead slid down his cheeks, and his back uniform was already soaked.

"Have you ever been to the War of Atonement?"

There is no need to answer, even three-year-old children have seen it in the Forbidden Demon City, and it is the most popular entertainment for the residents of the city.

Otherwise, the witch souvenir shop would not be located on the city's most prosperous street.

"Do you like it?"

The young patrolman could feel a pair of cold hands behind him approaching upwards, from his back to his neck and then up to his cheeks.

Seeing the eyes of his colleague Carl in front of him, who only had blood-colored holes left, "No...... No...... I was wrong, I won't look at it anymore, please, let me go......"

The woman's cold hand had already touched the eyes of the young patrolman, "Since you like to watch it so much, let's see enough ......"

The woman's cold words fell into her ears.

The young patrolman's eyes widened, and he wanted to go, but his feet seemed to be stuck in the swamp and couldn't lift them.

At this time, seeing his colleague walking in his direction, a trace of hope flashed in the young patrolman's desperate expression, perhaps......

Yes!

The sharp pain instantly took away all his thoughts.

By the time the patrolmen realized something was wrong, it was too late.

The young ranger and Carl fell to the ground at the same time, and the patrolman flipped their bodies over, and the old ranger was startled.

The faces of the two were covered in blood, and only two blood holes remained in the place of their eyes.

"You Stop"

The patrol officer drew out the punishment stick, as if facing a great enemy, and stared at the woman in front of him vigilantly, it was a witch, it must be a witch.

With a creak, the door to the witch's souvenir shop was pushed open, and the woman was gone.

The old patrolman immediately pulled out a wooden tube from his waist, ignited it, and threw it into the air.

With a loud bang, fireworks exploded in the dark red sky above the Forbidden Demon City.

After the warning flare was released, the others had already chased after him, and the old patrolman looked down at the two people at his feet who had their eyes deducted from their weak breath, and then looked at the door of the souvenir shop, the door of the black hole was like an abyss, and he was afraid.

Rich experience and an innate sense of crisis all told the old patrol officer one thing, run, immediately run away.

At the moment of starting, a pair of bloody hands grabbed the old patrolman's ankles.

The night was too dark, and the dark red moonlight blurred the visual discernment, and only then did the old patrolman look down and see that the young patrolman's hands were covered with blood, and the wet cold touch went from the ankles to the heart of his head.

Those eyes were not gouged out by others, they were their own hands.

No, no, you have to run, you have to run.

When I looked up, I saw that the woman who had just disappeared and was suspected of hiding in the store had appeared.

The night breeze blew across his cheeks, cold fingers touched his cheeks, and a woman's gloomy and suppressed voice sounded in his ears, "Do you like to watch the battle of atonement?" ”

The old patrolman had a thought in his heart, it's late, it's over!

He had never regretted it so much, why did he stop, why did he come over, why didn't he run away in the first place, why did he ......

Only there was no repentance, but those things didn't matter, he still had a long time to enjoy slowly.

"If you like it, then watch enough, and keep watching it......"

No, don't.

The old patrolman's resistance did not make any real difference.

When the woman disappeared again, and walked through the door, several figures came out of the shadows at the other end of the street.

Weighing nine pounds, he looked at the three people lying on the ground, obviously motionless, both eyes and eyeballs were cut out, and the expressions on his face were constantly changing, and he could see that he was immersed in some kind of scene, his eyes were gone, but his brain was still there.

The ghost doesn't want to be seen, it's useless for you to have eyes, the ghost wants you to see, even if you're a blind man wearing an eyepatch and closing your eyes in the dark.

What should be seen still has to be watched.

Others don't know, but they weigh nine pounds but know very well that the three people lying on the ground at this time are obviously being forced to appreciate the entertainment they used to be very keen on, the War of Atonement, as for what exactly they saw, it's hard to say.

"Are they hallucinating?"

Heavy Jiujin nodded, "Well, so to speak." ”

That resentful spirit is not simple, obviously sensed the consciousness force field weighing nine catties, but it did not waver in the slightest, and still solved the patrol police who were sent to the door.

Although it weighs nine pounds, he does not have the intention of intercepting it.

Heavy Jiujin glanced at it and ignored the three of them, turned around and explained to Nora, "He sounded the alarm, and the other patrolmen will come soon, this place is not suitable for a long stay." ”

Although he weighed nine pounds, he didn't think that the patrol officers who came here could really play any role, and they came to deliver food to the resentful ghosts here.

I was afraid that the night would be long and dreamy, so I weighed nine pounds and Nora and hurried to the Forbidden Demon City with a couple of people.

When Nora herself came to step on the spot, she didn't expect to return to the Forbidden Demon City again within a day.

The road from the swamp forest to the Forbidden Demon City was calm and smooth, and it was unbelievable, and Gia's suspicion of being a necromantic witch was further confirmed.

She weighed nine pounds and didn't explain, and she couldn't identify herself.

Too many people have died in the Mountain of Atonement, and the past few days have just given the necromancy a period of reprieve for transformation, and the group with the deepest resentment has naturally transformed into resentful spirits and ghosts without any obstacles, and went straight to the Forbidden Demon City.

There were also some necromants released from the spirit gathering crystals that were broken by nine catties, and some of them rushed to the Forbidden Demon City first.

Weighing nine pounds, I rushed some more that night.

Nora and the other witches shuddered as they recalled Gia's duck-like behavior along the way.

Legend has it that necromancers are extremely terrifying beings, and it is really not groundless, and I shudder to think about it.

With Gia's guarantee, Nora and the others have a little more confidence to act, and this time the plan may really have a chance of success.

Nora nodded at the weight of nine catties, and after a brief exchange, the two sides dispersed and split into two ways, and the others turned around and disappeared into the night.

Weighing nine pounds, he looked up at the signboard 'Witch Souvenir', and the words glittering gold were particularly conspicuous.

As the name suggests, this shop is a shop in the Forbidden Demon City that sells witch-related goods, and there is an inspector standing behind it, of course, it has nothing to do with the inspectorate on the surface, after all, how can such a tall organization be contaminated with copper stench.

This shop sells everything related to witches, and no matter how perverted your ideas are, you can buy what you want in this shop if you can afford it.

The first gate leads to the front yard of the store, and you will see a small lush garden, iron tables and chairs, a colorful merry-go-round, and the sound of jingling wind chimes is crisp and pleasant, very dreamy.

Just thinking of the goods sold in this shop, this kind of fantasy has a little more weirdness against the background of the red moon, especially the smell of blood that is too strong to ignore.

On the garden floor lay two middle-aged men, most of whom were employees of the store's vigil.

Like the three people lying in front of the store, there were only two blood holes left in their eyes, and they had not yet lost their breath, and they were still breathing.

In the middle of the night, such a dreamy and magnificent little garden is filled with resentful spirits and evil spirits, and from the moment you step through the door, it means danger.

The open door is the bait that lures people into taking the bait.

After passing through the small garden, you can be considered to have entered the real shop, and the special fishy smell of the wraith is even stronger.

The most conspicuous thing in the shop hall is the display case, which weighs nine pounds and glances at the goods in the display case.

The equipment used by the players of the War of Atonement, these are the lowest-priced goods, the clothes worn by witches, specimens of body parts, ashes, etc., all kinds of strange things can be found.

In addition to those that are directly used or rough-processed, there are also deep-processed products that use witches as raw materials.

In a separate display case in the center of the shop hall is a set of tableware, specially processed bone products, and the product description says that the raw material is taken from a witch who died in the war of atonement and has participated in 28 rounds of war, and this number is used to promote the most valuable products.

Heavy nine catties frowned all the time and couldn't relax, and it was really not wrong at all, there was not a single innocent person in the entire Forbidden Demon City.

Not long after he walked into the souvenir shop, another team of patrol officers arrived at the scene, accompanied by a deacon of the Inspectorate.

The three people lying on the ground could not survive and could not die, their facial expressions alternating back and forth between pain and fear.

The open door seemed to welcome them inside.