Chapter One Hundred and Two White Mist and Evil Spirits (Ask for Recommendation!Ask for Collection!)
Two figures were jumping forward on the top of the building, if it was said that at the Silver Gate headquarters, because the surrounding 'zombies' had been cleaned up, the two of them had not found anything abnormal, and now, both of them had found something wrong.
Along the way, the 'zombie' monsters encountered by the two were no longer wandering in a scattered and purposeless manner as before, and now the monsters they encountered were all walking in the direction of the prayer square, the same scattered, no order, but with a common goal.
Bloodscale didn't come to find fault as Sally thought, and the two of them didn't talk much along the way, concentrating on hurrying, intently observing the monsters on the street.
It didn't take long for the two of them to rush to the vicinity of the Prayer Square, and before they could enter the Prayer Square, they stopped at the same time. They were all shocked by the scene in front of them.
In the Prayer Square, the Prayer Square, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people, has been wrapped in a thick blood-colored mist at this time, and the blood-colored mist is constantly rolling, but there is no leakage at all.
The blood-colored mist was tens of meters high, taller than the building where Sali was standing now, and the edges had a clear boundary with the air, and there was no decreasing concentration like the real fog, so it looked very shocking.
Sally didn't know what it was, it just looked like mist.
Even with Sally's eyesight, the visibility of the blood-colored mist would not exceed ten meters, so the two of them couldn't see what was going on inside.
This constantly tumbling fog is like some kind of monster that is constantly struggling, trying to break free from the limit, but is pressed back by some force. This scene made the two of them afraid to step into the blood mist area easily.
"What the hell is this?" Bloodscale asked.
"I don't know!" said Sally, shaking his head.
At this time, Sully noticed that the zombie monsters on the street stepped into the blood mist area one by one unhurriedly, as if they were queuing.
This saved Sally, who wanted to experiment with it.
Sally frowned as the 'zombies' entered the blood mist area one by one, and finally gradually disappeared from his sight.
Every one of them was like this, and there were no other accidents in between.
"Would you like to go in and have a look?" Sally thought.
At this time, Bloodscale also saw Sally's expression, but he didn't say anything.
Sally looked at the billowing blood mist, and suddenly a sense of crisis that had never been felt before.
In the end, Sully gave up on entering the fog area.
Not only because of Bartha's warning, in fact, Sully didn't take Barther's warning to heart at all, what really prevented him from entering the fog area was his feeling, that feeling told him that he would die, he would really die!
The two of them walked around the square for a while, admired the 'majesty' of the blood mist more deeply, and then left directly.
"What a pity!" both thought to each other at the same time.
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"He didn't go in. ”
"yes, what a pity!"
“.... It's a pity...."
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The castle of the Silver Gate headquarters, in one room.
This time, there were only Sally and Barser in the room, and this time it was Sally who took the initiative to find Bother.
"Sit down, you don't have to be restrained when you're two people.
"Hmm. Sally nodded, and sat down across from Bather.
"You're getting stronger again. Bassher said suddenly.
But it was this ordinary sentence that stirred up waves in Sally's heart.
"He can sense me, but why hasn't he found out I'm an impostor?" Sally thought as he said, "Just luck!"
Bassh smiled and shook his head: "There is no luck in this world. ”
Well, this sentence is not easy for Sally to answer, so he changed the subject and said, "What is that in the Prayer Square?"
Bassher said directly: "I don't know. ”
"However, that should be the object of sacrifice. ”
"You mean, that thing is alive?"
"Possibly. Barser nodded and said, "Do you know the White Mist?"
"White Mist?" Sally thought to himself, confused. A "blood-colored mist" just came out here, and now there is a white mist?
"Do you mean white white, foggy fog?" asked Sally.
Bather looked directly at Sally and nodded.
"I haven't heard of it!" said Sally dryly. He had asked that before, just to make sure that what Buthur said was the same as he thought.
Bassher showed a hint of helplessness.
"Well, even if you haven't heard of White Mist, you should have heard of the Thorn City incident, right?"
"Thorn City incident?" Sally's brows furrowed, Thorn City was the event that made Sally's thinking change.
"The destruction of the City of Thorns?" said Sally cautiously.
"That's right! That's what White Mist did!"
This time it really surprised Sully.
Sally frowned, and was silent for a moment before asking, "White Mist, what is it?"
"True to its name, the White Mist is a white mist that envelops a city. But our guess is that it might actually be an evil spirit. ”
"Evil spirits, that kind of thing?" Sally thought to herself.
"But aren't evil spirits invisible?" asked Sally.
"Evil spirits are not visible, this is not absolute. If an evil spirit wants to, it can be seen, and do you think that an evil spirit of the level of the white mist will be an ordinary kind? But it's also the most plausible explanation we can think of. ”
After a moment of silence, Sally asked again, "Evil spirit, is it a type of heresy?" Now that he had already talked about evil spirits, Sally was ready to learn more about it.
"Heresy? No, at least, not in the way I understand it. I think it's something else. If you're going to say werewolves, vampires, or something that can be connected to us, that's fine, but evil spirits, it can't be!" Barser said with certainty.
"So, you think the blood-colored mist in the Prayer Square is an 'evil spirit' similar to the white mist?"
Barser didn't speak, but he didn't deny it either.
"Can 'evil spirits' be considered manufactured?" Sally said.
"No, and, if it's really something like white mist, I think we're probably in trouble. ”
yes, that's a city slaughter.
"They've deceived all the forces in the royal city!" Bather suddenly sighed.
"They, do you know who those guys are?" asked Sally, suppressing the excitement in her heart, trying to keep her calm as much as she could.
He naturally thought that Barshar might know about those guys, but he never found a good time to ask, and now that Barshar took the initiative to reveal to him, he naturally would not let go of this opportunity.
"Yes," Barser said, nodding.
"So..... Isn't it those guys .... Planned my father's death!"
Sully was born and semi-awake and had inherited the memories of his human days, and was not surprised that he asked this question. Nodding his head, he said, "It should be, they.... is the man behind the royal family, the real ruler of the royal city,......."
Sathar didn't hear what he said later, and a strong anger filled his consciousness, and at this time he had only one thought in his mind: "Okay!
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