"Well, then, tell me the truth about what happened that night."

"Why don't you leave here now that it's become so dangerous?"

"You don't have to do anything, Carpenrol and I will have everything ready, you're just a wire, just stay in a fixed position as a medium to transmit power."

"Why quarantine her? She's just acting abnormally, isn't she? Pierce immediately thought of the grim oil painting that the client had shown him, and the creepy works hanging on either side of the red corridor of Vincent's house, and he thought of the books and notes related to demons in the study on the second floor of Vincent's house, Demons?

He nodded. Hey, weird. Captain Carpenrol and Sergeant Juncker don't look like they're lying, and they're ...... themselves He looked down at his soaked clothes, the underground river was cold and biting, and it was especially cold to stay on the shore in wet clothes, but no matter how cold it was, it was only water, and he remembered that he was stained with foul-smelling and sticky blood and pus in the hellish big fish graveyard, but now his clothes were ...... no matter how he looked at them He lowered his head and approached his clothes and sniffed it, there was no fishy smell at all, it was all ordinary water, this ...... Was I really dreaming just now?

Dream? He remembered the devil? Is this all demonic power? It's a bit hard to swallow what Juncker said, but on the other hand, it's probably true, because if he's trying to make up a lie to deceive me, he's supposed to tell a story that sounds more believable than the Arabian Nights.

"The Call of Leviathan" Chapter 11 What is real is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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