I went back to the first floor of the house, opened the iron door to the basement, and found five survivors who had been captured by those demon warlocks.

The five men were three men and two women, and as the sirens judged, they were all ordinary people with no special strength. Although no one was restrained, they could not get out of the trap because the iron gate had been locked from the outside. In addition, they all seemed to be safe, although there were some scars, but they were not so much the wounds of torture as the wounds left by the struggle to survive in the city that had been reduced to a land of terror before they were captured.

It's just that I know that none of them are as good as they seem.

From the footage I found earlier, it became clear to me that the demon sorcerers felt that the number of survivors was getting smaller and smaller, so in order to prevent their own fun from decreasing, they played a cruel trick that could be "reused" by them. Specifically, after the demonic sorcerers tortured them to the point of near-death and mental breakdown, they healed all of their injuries, erased their memories of the day, and threw them back into the basement to repeat yesterday's actions the next day.

Demon warlocks are very good at flesh transformation and mind manipulation, and even not that advanced demon warlocks can do this level of things. If such power is used in the right path, it can not be impossible to make a great contribution in the field of physical and psychological healing, but it is actually the demon warlock who is the best at it. It's ironic.

It's just that those demonic warlocks often can't handle their own strength, and from time to time they will "play bad" people, and now there are only five people left.

All five of them seem to lack a good understanding of their real situation. It's just that they seem to have seen the other powers and horrors of the demon warlock, and at this moment they saw me inexplicably walking in from the outside, although they all looked at me one by one, but they seemed to be unable to grasp my identity, suspecting that I was an accomplice of the demon warlock, and no one dared to make a bird to run away, just looked at me with fear and trembling.

I told them that the demon sorcerers had been defeated, and I showed them their work papers with implied effects to convince them of my identity.

"You're from the State Security Service?" One of the survivors cautiously asked, "Has the state finally sent troops?" Already safe outside? ”

"Unfortunately, there were no troops, just me and one other colleague. And it's the way you know it. I said.

"No troops? So how were they defeated? "The survivors were disappointed and skeptical.

Some even said in despair: "Is there really a country?" Is humanity going to perish? Otherwise, why hasn't anyone been dealing with the situation outside? ”

It is not incomprehensible that there would be such a view. They risk death even when they are in the city, let alone on the outskirts of the city, and they have no way of knowing that the mirage is in a situation of internal and external isolation. All they saw was the city that had been destroyed, and no matter how long they waited, they didn't wait for official help, and how could they not receive the network signal. If I were them, I would probably think that the end of the world had happened, and even the country would have taken care of itself.

"The only one who encounters this situation is the mirage market, I will explain the details to you later, anyway, let's get out of here first." I say.

They looked at each other, "We don't want to be in this kind of hellish place, but it's full of monsters outside. ”

"I'll escort you. And, even if it's safe to stay here, you'll have to collect food and water sooner or later. "I can't ignore them. It's just that, despite what I say, they are still undecided, and it is hard to believe that I have the ability to protect them.

Seeing this, I wanted to pull out the "Quick Talk" amulet and order them to follow me.

But thinking of what those demonic sorcerers had done to them, and of the contrasting attitudes of Xiaojing after I used the "Quick Talk" amulet, I suppressed my impulse for the time being and decided to take a different approach.

I took the iron door from behind me, and then tore it to shreds like a piece of paper under their dumbfounded gaze.

"Then you can trust me." I asked.

"Believe, believe." They nodded their heads busily, not knowing whether it was because they believed or because they were afraid.

I led them out of the house, and found the two of them hiding quietly outside—Qiao Licorice was holding the Secret Talisman given to her by the Blue Bird in her left hand, and holding Xiao Jing's hand in her right hand, it seemed that she was using this method to extend the effectiveness of the Secret Charm to Xiao Jing's body.

"I'm sorry, I failed." I said to Joe Licorice and explained the specifics.

"yes, I couldn't catch the Demon Warlock's mouth......" she sighed, looked at the tracking item with its durability reset to zero, and said, "No way, it doesn't always go so well." Let's go back to the Security Bureau first, it's easier to rest there. ”

"Okay." I'm also going to find a place to house these five survivors first, and since they've experienced the horrors of the mirage firsthand, and they've had close contact with those demonic sorcerers, I also have something I want to ask them.

After some time, we returned to the site of the Security Service. Although the gray fog obscured the sky and the position of the sun was not clear, it was probably afternoon from the light. It's just that it stands to reason that it should be dark at this time, but the sky is still bright. Time seems to stand still in the mirage in an eerie form.

On the road, many demons tried to attack us from all directions, sometimes coming out of the shops on the side of the street, sometimes jumping down from the rooftops, sometimes ambushing around the corner...... But the team was not in any danger under my escort.

The survivors watched me slaughter the demons, shocked and suspicious that they hadn't woken up yet.

I told them that I had defeated the Demon Warlock, but they didn't see it with their own eyes, and they only saw me holding the iron gate to "show off my strength", and they were mostly afraid of me. Now, they have more respect for me.

It's impossible for me not to like to be looked at respectfully. In the past, I always said that I wanted to be a hero, I wanted to be a hero, to save and protect others with great power, and to be respected by them, isn't this the scene I yearn for?

However, while I was happy, I also thought of another thing, something that was enough to cool the heat in my heart.

They will "forget" me after all.

People without advanced awareness are destined to unconsciously throw information related to hidden events into the corners of their minds. Even if they witnessed such a terrible disaster in the mirage and encountered such a terrifying monster, after they returned to the normal world, they were still destined to "forget" all these things that seemed to happen in another world, and return to the normal track of life with their hearts and minds.

I know very well that they haven't really forgotten either. If someone brings up those things to them afterwards, they will think about things that they didn't think about at all, just like they recalled their classmates in elementary and junior high school. But in the normal world, who would talk to them about those things?

In the future, they will not say that they will be grateful to me, and even my face will not rise in their minds again.

Do I really need to bother so much to care about these "ungrateful" people?

Even I occasionally have this inappropriate thought in my mind. Then, I pressed it out with all my might. However, even for people like me, who were born in ordinary people and were destined to spend their lives with the fate of ordinary people, it is even more self-evident what other warlocks will think, and the attitude of the Tianhe City Security Bureau towards ordinary people is more easily empathetic.

Not to mention the Tianhe City Security Bureau, even the law camp doesn't have much affection for ordinary people, and they don't care much about the lives of ordinary people. The legal camp attaches more importance to secular society because they recognize that secular society and the hidden world are actually inseparable, so in order to maintain the order of the hidden world, they will even defend the order of secular society. Although Lieqi showed a very concerned mentality about the lives of ordinary people in the Liucheng collective sleepy incident, in the eyes of the legal camp, Lieque's mentality is undoubtedly "naïve".

I hope that I will not be able to become a person who can boast of maturity and intelligence to others, no matter how long it has been, and abandon compassion. Even if it seems naïve and stupid to others, the hero I aspire to has something more important than so-called maturity and intelligence.

After resting in the ruined site of the Security Bureau, I explained to the survivors why there was no rescue of the mirage, and asked about the mirage catastrophe. What they told was exactly what I had imagined at first: one afternoon, an eerie fog suddenly appeared in the city, and countless monsters followed the fog to slaughter people who were still outdoors. Even many of the people who were hiding indoors were caught and eaten by the monsters, and the streets and alleys were filled with the smell of blood, and screams and cries spread through the city, and gradually faded until there was a dead silence.

"I remember the fog was coming from the east at a very fast pace, it couldn't be that there was some kind of non-public government lab there, and there was some kind of experimental accident, right?" Some people seem to have watched too many sci-fi horror movies, so speculated.

"We were all hiding well in our homes and companies, but we didn't expect those strange people to suddenly appear. They have strange powers, and they can even cope with the attacks of those monsters, but they don't do any good things, and they have captured us all. Someone said to me, "Who are those people?" They seemed to take pleasure in torturing other people, sometimes pulling a few people out of us, and then they could hear screams and begs for mercy coming from outside the door. Some people didn't make it back, and some people didn't come back and couldn't say what they had been through. I seem to have been dragged away by them, but I don't have that impression at all. ”

I didn't tell them the truth, I simply explained that those people were demonic warlocks and what demonic warlocks were, and asked, "Have you heard a conversation between them?" Did they say anything strange? ”

"Strange words...... "yes, they seem to have mentioned a person repeatedly, as if it were called ...... Fanatics? ”

"Yes, that's what it's called." Another confirmed, "It seems that the man called the fanatic betrayed them." ”

Treachery? Fanatics should be the superiors of those demonic warlocks, why would those demonic warlocks regard fanatics as traitors?

I calmed down and thought about it. Speaking of which, it's strange that those demonic sorcerers didn't leave the mist. If the fog was done by the fanatics and the diabolic sorcerers, then the latter should have a way out of here, unless there is something serious to do here. But judging from the footage, the demon sorcerers were merely trying to torture the survivors to pass the time. In addition, judging from what the survivors said just now, "I can even cope with those monsters attacking", the demons will also attack them.

Could it be that they don't leave the fog because they can't leave? This fog unfolded by fanatical believers not only trapped others, but also trapped all of their own people?

And, maybe it wasn't an accident yet, but it was intentional?

So what role does the bite play in this?

I asked the survivors about the bite blood, but they all said they hadn't heard of the name.

"I'm at a dead end again." Qiao Licorice said distressedly, "I don't know which direction to investigate next, and the tracking props are no longer usable, and I can't track down other demon warlocks." And even if it can be traced again, it is estimated that it will not be able to catch any live mouths, and it will not be able to ask for any information......"

I was also at a loss as I repeated all the clues I had gotten.

Suddenly, I noticed a key point.

"By the way, you said the fog was coming from the east, didn't you?" I asked one of the survivors.

He nodded, "Yes." ”

"What's wrong with that?" Qiao Licorice was curious at first, and then suddenly woke up, "Wait, when the previous members of the investigation team mentioned the huge spiritual fluctuations covering the city, they said that it was coming from the southwest!" At first, I thought that the great spiritual fluctuations represented the source of the fog, but were they two different things? ”

"No, it should be the same thing. But the observer's position is different, so the angle of observation is also different. I calmed down and felt like I had caught a very critical clue, "Can you give me the map?" ”

She showed me the map. I unfolded the map and asked the survivor where he had observed the spread of the fog, and asked the remaining four people. However, not everyone had observed the fog when it happened, three of the remaining four people shook their heads and said they didn't know, and one said so.

Based on the position and direction of observation of them and the members of the survey team, I drew three extended sectors on the map, and using the method of cross-positioning, I finally came up with an area that appeared to be a small patch on the map.

Looking at this area, I felt like I was approaching the source of everything in one breath.

"The source of the fog is here." I say.

(End of chapter)