Caderson's synagogue is located in the middle of the town, and the mayor usually gathers the townspeople when something big happens. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Due to the belief in the Holy See of Light, the style and decoration of the synagogue is very simple and atmospheric.

From a distance, Dante could see a tall building with a white dome, which stood out in the middle of this impoverished town.

There is even a fountain made of white plaster in front of the church, and angel carvings loom out.

It was supposed to be a beautiful scene, but when Dave and Dante approached the synagogue, a haze began to envelop their hearts.

Nestled in the woods, the fresh air of the town is mixed with a strong stench of blood and stench, and flies and mosquitoes are flying all over the sky.

The shiny number at the entrance of the synagogue was stained with jet-black blood, and there were a few corpses left on the ground, most of them badly decomposed, or even incomplete.

"Ash!Alam!" Dave could barely make out the two men on the ground with his familiar physical features, and his heart ached. The neighbors and friends who were still fighting in the past are now ending up like this, how can they not let him cry sadly.

Dante suppressed the nausea in his throat, he had been through several battles, even with the undead, but he had never seen such a uncomfortable scene.

"Damn!" Dave wiped his tears and gritted his teeth as he rushed into the synagogue, but Dante followed.

In the not very large garden, Dante could see the respect of the townspeople for the synagogue, the trees and flowers were elegantly decorated, but the blood and filth ruined everything.

The stone-paved path was littered with severed arms and limbs, and the broken corpses made Dave vomit out, pulling various organs out of his body, and his intestines falling to the ground, like purgatory on earth.

Looking at the familiar faces of the people who couldn't even distinguish their identities, the anger in Dave's heart was infinitely magnified.

But he didn't know who he was angry at, and it was just an illness that caused all this.

"Uncle, the problem is serious, this may be a plague!" Dante said to Dave on the side, holding back his stimulated senses.

The plague, a man-made and natural disaster, has erupted several times in Ello's tens of thousands of years of history, and each time the consequences have been terrible.

Not to mention ordinary people, even if you are a powerhouse of the sixth or seventh order, you may fall under the plague.

Now it is only Dante's preliminary judgment, but it is not much worse.

"No! we need to find Dr. Delare!" Dave muttered, "he'll have a way!"

Dante nodded, due to the remote location of Caderson, it would take them three or four days to report even if they returned to the nearest city, and finding that Dr. Delare was obviously the best way to do it right now.

Squeak!

At this moment, the large wooden door of the synagogue hall was slowly pushed open by the white lacquer layer, and a figure stumbled out.

He was hunched up, his linen robes had long been tattered, his face was covered with dirty blood stains, and his black hair was very messy and sloppy with the dried slurry.

Dave lowered his head and craned his neck to make it, and after a few breaths, he was surprised, "Keller? is that you? are you still alive?"

"Ahh

Seeing this, Dave hurriedly ran up to help, "What the hell is going on in town? Is it really the plague?"

"Don't go over, uncle!" said Dante, who could see part of Keller's back from the angle from which he was standing.

The flesh and blood there were blurred, even revealing pale bone spurs, and the left heart was empty, and the flesh and blood were no longer the pink color of ordinary people.

Where is this a living man! Clearly a dead man!

"Ahh

However, Dante's reminder was slow, and when Dave grabbed Keller's arm, the weak Keller rolled over and threw him to the ground, his stiff mouth and jaw wide open, and his sharp teeth biting into Dave's shoulder.

Poof!

Blood spilled out, Keller shook his head sharply, and a piece of flesh was torn apart. He pressed Dave with both hands, his withered face hardening in the sunlight.

In front of Dante, Keller gulped on the flesh, making a creaking sound, and a trace of blood slid down the corners of his mouth.

In Dante's sight, Keller slowed down the speed of the bite as if on purpose, so that Dante could clearly see that the flesh was slowly turning into mush! The corners of his mouth on both sides of his mouth were unnaturally raised, outlining a grim smile, which made the scalp tingle and shudder.

"Damn, Keller, what are you doing! bastard!" Dave grinned in pain, and it was impossible for anyone to be indifferent to a piece of flesh bitten alive.

He struggled, only to find that Keller was so powerful that he was pinning him to death. The strange eyes turned again, there was no emotion in the eyes, and they were filled with a strange joy, like a hungry wolf finding food!

Yes, Dave could feel that he was just food in his eyes.

"Wow!"

Keller opened his mouth again, and a dark yellow viscous liquid squirted out of his throat.

Strike!

Dante moved, and with a physical move, he slammed Keller out of the air, blasting into the woodland on the side.

"Uncle!" Dante put his arm around Dave's shoulders and lifted him up.

"Shh

"Wow wow!"

After a while, the fallen Keller jumped out, waving his big hands like chicken feet, his eyes almost jumping out of his sockets, and roaring angrily.

This was a terrible moment, and a series of hurried and chaotic footsteps came from the auditorium, and the wooden door was instantly squeezed open, and a mutant with a head like Keller rushed out.

Their appearance is really flattering, and there are few intact ones.

Some of them have several large wounds on their bodies, and some flesh and blood organs are adhered to each other, and they may fall at any time.

Some of them are missing arms and legs, and although they are not able to move, they still crawl out.

Some of the bodies have been gnawed on, revealing the white bones, and even the bones have gnawing marks.

・・・

It can be said that these are no longer people, they are monsters in the mouth of the little corn!

The mutants looked at Dante and Dave with a glowing gaze, swallowing and rumbling from time to time. Apparently, the two of them aroused the appetite of the mutants.

"What the hell is this!" Dante scolded in a low voice, counting the plagues in history, they were not as terrible as they are now, the dead come back to life, and they bite people when they see them.

"Let's go, let's go..." Dave's forehead was hot as if he had a high fever, his mind was foggy, but he still knew he had to flee this place. Now he regretted that he had stepped into the synagogue so rashly, and had been so rash in supporting his old friend.

Dante was not ambiguous, grabbed Dave on his back, turned and ran.

"Uh-huh!"

A group of mutants hula and a group of mutants behind followed, running a few points faster than ordinary people, and without any scruples, collisions with each other happened from time to time, which hindered their speed.

Fortunately, Dante has kept up with nutrition after entering the Forgotten Street, and now his body is like a calf, and his strength is infinite.

Running through the streets, Dante ran straight out of town, knowing that if he got close to the cellar, Catherine and Corn would be in danger.

Now that Uncle Dave is injured and seems to be incapacitated, he really doesn't have the energy to get Catherine and Little Corn out.

To be honest, he still wonders how quickly the situation has changed. There was also a sense of regret in his heart, why did he follow the uncle so aggressively and crashed into it.

Thinking in an instant, Dante came to the entrance of the town, but the scene in front of him was really not optimistic.

The cart overturned to the ground, and the old horse became a pile of dry bones, leaving only a group of mutants!

From their gaze Dante can feel a greed, well, an old horse does not fill their bellies.

At this moment, Dante was more determined in his heart, he did not slow down, but accelerated again and again, vowing to break through this blockade.

In fact, if he hesitated at all, he would suffer from the dilemma of being attacked from both sides, and even if he broke out by himself, he would probably have to pay a lot of price.

"Wow wow!"

The mutants at the entrance of the town roared and quickly surrounded them.

Three-star Blessing of Light!

Dante muttered his magic, and layers of holy light enveloped him, forming the hardest line of protection.

Dada!

It's close!

Rumble!

Time slowed his pace, and Dante's small round shield at his left elbow protruded, clenching his teeth.

Bang Bang Bang!

Several mutants were knocked out and fell to the ground, their chests and abdomen sunken.

The surrounding blockade has been breached!

Dante rushes out!(To be continued.) )