Tick, tick......

Someone is praising the gods. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Tick, tick......

The sacred song resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Tick, tick......

The fog enveloped me, and the monster sucked the blood.

Tick, tick, tick......

Natasha suddenly woke up to a statue of a celestial god. The statue was directly above her, and the god's hollow eyes were staring at her as if they were scrutinizing sinners. She subconsciously tried to move her body away from the void vision, but found herself tied to the cross of the church with a rope. She looked around in horror and found herself surrounded by candle flames everywhere. A man in a robe, suspected of being a clergyman, stood outside the candle flame with a wooden staff and a heavy ancient book in his hand. He sang a hymn that Natasha had never heard until he saw her wake up.

"Are you awake, Nana?" a familiar voice asked.

"Are you...... Shun, Shunfeng?" Natasha looked at the strange man in front of her in surprise, far from the Shunfeng Ear she knew. The man took off his hood, revealing an ugly mechanical ear.

"W-What's going on?" she writhed weakly trying to break free, but in vain, "what do you want to do?" Shunfeng looked at her and smiled, a smile that was warm and genuine, but it made Natasha shudder - this smile was not supposed to belong to this man.

"Good boy, don't move, don't move. He said, "The gods are watching you and me, and it's not good to be so embarrassed." ”

"You said you were going to give me something, but you tied me here!" Natasha asked aloud, trying to raise her heart.

"I'm not like those drunkards, and I'm not going to break my word. Shunfeng shook his head, as if his self-esteem had been hurt. "Please don't speak ill of me before the gods. ”

Natasha looked back at the statue of nothingness. No, that's not a god. In all the stories she knew, the gods sheltered the weak and innocent, giving courage to warriors and wisdom to witches. It was compassionate, "I don't know this vain god!" she blurted out.

"Be careful, Nana. Do not slander the gods, or the gods will punish the heavens. Shunfeng's smile stiffened, and Natasha could tell that he was restraining his anger. "Good thing God is merciful, and tonight, it will give you new life!" he said, raising his hands and singing in praise.

In the next moment, the hymn sounded in the church. Voices came from all directions, as if hundreds of people were singing in unison, singing the praises of their gods. I don't know if it was illusion or magic, the candle flame was more vigorous, and the man's shadow was projected onto the only remaining glass glass, like a one-horned demon. This is not the gods, this is the devil. Natasha thought desperately, helplessly watching the one-eared man slowly approach.

"The white fog is falling, and new life is coming. The men chanted loudly, the candles danced wildly, and the hymn was at its peak. Shunfeng Ear raised the holy scepter that had been surrounded by white mist, and pointed it at Natasha's chest, ready to lay a verdict.

The girl closed her eyes in despair, waiting for her imminent death.

As then, there was nothing I could do. Death is coming, and I can only accept it silently. Can't scream, can't resist, like a rat, let others slaughter. But she was not willing to die here, she made an appointment with the man in black, and the dark clouds covered the moon, and galloped away from the dirty and narrow underground.

If it is the same as then......

"Don't be afraid of the road ahead, show your sword. A crisp gunshot pulled Natasha back from the darkness, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a blackened black hole on the skin of the ancient book in Shunfeng's hand, and the crazy man staring at something like ashes.

"You, you...... It's you!" he staggered back with a shudder, even dropping the heavy ancient book. Next, a figure descended from the sky, and the familiar black clothes appeared in front of Natasha's eyes.

"It's you...... Sir!" The girl who escaped death could not hold out the excitement and gratitude in her heart, but found that she did not know the other person's name at all.

The man looked away, the cold silver crow mask was indifferent, but Natasha seemed to feel the smile on that countenance. He swung his silver sword, and the blade swept lightly over the hemp ropes, giving freedom back to the girl. "No one can protect you but yourself. He threw down the words and walked towards the one-eared man.

"Unbelievable, my sword tells me you're unusual. The man in black said, his silver sword trembling slightly in the air, "Are you...... What?"

"Of course I'm not an ordinary person, I'm a people of God, a freak!" replied the one-eared man, his voice trembling, and Natasha could see that he was bluffing.

"God?" the man in black chewed on the word, trying to make sense of what it meant.

"That's right, great god!" Shun Feng Er's wooden staff tapped the floor hard, echoing in the chant, "Listen, this is the voice of its people, we are endless, endless!" He stepped forward, "Interrupt the ceremony, you are killing yourself!".

Natasha hid behind the cross, nervously watching the confrontation between the two. She remembered that Shunfeng Ear could summon a terrifying monster, and she wanted to warn loudly. But the surrounding chants and candles fluttered wildly, so that she did not dare to move.

"I hear, you call those monsters God's people, it's funny. The Mist Chaser stroked his chin and squinted his eyes at the enemy in front of him.

"You communicate with them, you communicate with them, you treat them as if they were your own...... You tell people that your ears were ruined on the battlefield, but the wound was so unnatural that you probably offered it to your gods. ”

"Who is your hypocritical god, and who are you working for?"

The fog chaser seemed to be asking questions to Shunfeng's ear, and it seemed to be talking to himself. Natasha noticed that Shunfeng's face was becoming more and more frantic and distorted. He threw away his scepter and clutched his head in his hands and wailed in agony, as if he were in great pain. But the Fog Chasers didn't do anything, just stood there.

"Answer me. After a long time, probably unable to bear the wailing mixed with the hymn, the Fogchaser interrupted the nightmarish cry with the sound of gunfire. The bullet struck the ugly mechanical ear with pinpoint accuracy, and in an instant, the gear parts shattered to the ground. It was then that the man's wailing finally stopped, and his eyes glazed back at the ceiling of the church.

The ear was tormenting him?

"Fog is coming. Finally, the man without ears spat out the words. The candle flame burned out, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness, only the song still echoed.

"It seems that there is no need to show mercy. In the darkness, Natasha saw the silver light come up, and the Mist Chaser was ready with his sword in both hands. Silver light shone on the earless man's pale face, and the sound of mad laughter echoed in the hollow church. The veil-like mist gradually enveloped the Earless Man, thickening and thickening, and by the time the Mist Chaser slashed through it with his sword, it was empty.

The Earless Man disappeared into the fog like a fog beast.

Next, the white mist rose behind the man in black, and Natasha saw a dagger stabbing out of the thick fog, but fortunately, the silver-faced man reacted quickly, rolled and dodged, and swung the silver sword at the white mist, but found nothing, only the white laughter echoed in the church. The white mist then reappeared in other places, and the dagger continued to stab at the mist chasers, but they were all dissolved one by one.

Natasha remembered the story of Evans challenging four dragon warriors by himself, taking turns attacking and exhausting the dragon slayer, because only then could he defeat the fearless Evans. Had it not been for the eventual raid on the leader of the dragon clan by Evans' friends, Evans would have been left with no bones left.

If this continues, the man in black will probably be defeated, and she will not be able to escape.

No one can protect you but yourself.

An unreliable idea was born. She looked back at the center of the church, where the Mist Chaser was still cautiously maneuvering with his opponent, who seemed to be in stride, but didn't know how long he could last. The other party is invisible, and the silver sword seems to have no problem with him.

After making sure she wasn't spotted, she took off her shoes and began to climb upwards. She stepped lightly on the high marble platform, and her feet were cold, like stepping on a spring, but it was more slippery, and if she was not careful, she would fall and overturn the wooden table. She used her hands and feet with agility and jumped on the statue like a night cat she had ever seen. The statue had fallen into disrepair, which was good news for the girl, as it left many gaps that could be used as support. Behind her, the sound of swords clashing was endless, and the hymn helped her drown out the sound of falling stones. She thinks of herself as a cat, nimble and swift, heading towards the apex.

She skimmed over her sleeves, turned over her palms, climbed over her shoulders, and finally jumped on top of the bald head of the "god". She then leapt into the gap in the broken wall, picked up a piece of wood, and aimed it at the back of the god's head.

"Interesting abilities, just like those monsters. The fog chaser said leisurely, like chatting with a drinking friend.

"You're the monster, poor worm. Don't think I don't know your. The man who hid in the white fog said, "We are God's people." This is God's gift to us!"

"We? mean more than one like you?"

"As I said, we are endless, endless. ”

"Ha, you did say that. ”

The scene of the man in black talking inconsequentially while confronting the other man's blade was very strange to Natasha's eyes. I can make this all over. Natasha took a deep breath, made up her mind, and shouted loudly below:

"Look at this, Shunfeng Ear!" she crept to her feet, holding a broken stick to the statue's head. With a slight exertion, the dilapidated statue will collapse with a bang.

In an instant, the white mist that had been scurrying around stopped moving.

"Surrender, or your master will be left with no bones!" she shouted the lines of Evans' friends from the story. She found that not only was Shunfeng Ear, but the silver-faced man was also stunned and looked at her.

"Don't, don't do anything stupid!" a voice came from the white mist, trembling and frightened, "or I'll wring your intestines out!" the white mist threatened, slowly moving forward.

"Don't come here!" Natasha gently pry the stick, and there was a dull sound at the base of the statue. Only then did the ominous white mist stop, and not only that, but it gradually dispersed in all directions.

In the fog that had dispersed, an earless man knelt on the ground and pleaded bitterly to the girl: "Okay, I surrender, surrender." Please, good girl, don't hurt my gods. ”

"Put down the dagger!"

The dagger fell silently.

"Let the fog go away!"

"No, I can't do that. The earless one bowed down and said, "I mean, I can't help it." ”

"Don't you hear me?" Natasha bluffed, shouting loudly, stepping forward with her left foot, but one fell short. Unbalanced, she fell down, and the stick fell from her hands. Fortunately, she reacted quickly, grabbed the edge of the wall with her right hand, and the rubble fell from her side, scattering on the ground with a "pop".

"Thank you, the gods. She only heard this, and subconsciously looked down, and found that the white mist had risen again and was coming at her. It's not good, she thinks so, she messed up, and her life is in danger.

However, in the next instant, a circle of blue runes appeared on the ground, as if an invisible wall had risen, trapping the white mist inside. Natasha saw the silver sword in the right hand of the mist chaser glowing like the moon, and he muttered some kind of incantation, and the white mist in the rune barrier let out an inhuman scream. The moonlight and runes were like sharp blades, peeling off the skin of the white mist layer by layer, and finally the thick fog dissipated, leaving only an ugly man with his head in his hands and screaming without ears.

"No mercy. He whispered, pointing the earless man's neck and waving the silver sword in his hand without hesitation.

Natasha subconsciously closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she only saw the blood splashed on the black clothes and the corpse that had dissipated into a white mist.

Next, the Mist Chasers rescued her.

"You're so nosy. Silver Crow said expressionlessly.

"No one can protect you but yourself. Natasha patted her dusty clothes, "You said. ”

The man under the mask laughed out loud: "Climb the high wall, push to the idol, this is how you protect yourself?"

"He's stopped, you didn't take advantage of your chance!" Natasha argued, almost desperately trying to help him.

"Oh, no, no. I wanted to ask him a lot of things, thanks to you, but I didn't ask anything. He glanced at the place where the body had fallen, "Look, I'm serious, he's vulnerable." The Fogchaser shrugged.

Natasha pursed her lips in thought, as if she had helped herself. "Well, I'm sorry. She confessed her mistake. "But what the hell is he......? And the song. ”

The fog chaser looked up and looked around, as if looking for something. "It's just a little trick," he saw something, and he drew his gun and shot, and with a "bang", the chant stopped abruptly. Natasha looked in that direction and saw that it was a record player. "Add in some low-quality microphones, and that's probably what it's all about. He explained.

"As for the man......" the mist chaser touched the tip of the silver crow's mouth, "maybe it's the misty beast." ”

"Mist beasts disguise themselves as humans?" Natasha was taken aback.

"No...... But maybe it's possible. The words of the fog chaser were vague, and he stopped talking. "Forget it," he said, changing the subject, "see what you can take with you, everything suspicious." ”

"What?"

"Remember? Dark clouds cover the moon, and horses gallop. The Mist Chaser crouched down and looked at the burnt candles. "Besides...... You don't have a choice. ”

"What happened to the shelter?"

Hearing the word, the man in black sighed lightly, and Natasha felt a little uneasy. "It's all dead, sorry......" he whispered, a hint of remorse in his tone.

Natasha suddenly felt the world spin. "No, no......" she leaned into her chair to help herself steady. Although the hostess is mean, and although the drinkers always bully her, it is still her home. The fog killed them, the wind killed them, the one who always told her stories.

"I can...... Are you going to meet them?"

"No, trust me, you won't want to see it. ”

"What should I do?"

Silver Crow glanced at her, his cold face as if to tell her: You know the answer.

Yes, I know the answer, of course. "Don't be afraid of the road ahead, shine your sword forward. She said, "Let's go...... Mr. She remembered that she still didn't know the name of the person in front of her.

Fortunately, in the next second, Silver Crow told her, "K, my name is K." However, the next words added to Natasha's troubled nights—"Welcome to the Misty Chasers, Natasha." ”