Seeing that I was going to dive into the suspicious fog alone, the five law enforcement warlocks looked at each other. The leader hesitated at first, then said, "If you don't mind, let's follow." ”

"Aren't you afraid of danger?" I asked.

"That's what our head there does." He said cautiously, "After all, you are a rising superstar in the headquarters, and even our head wants to stammer." It's not just him, we want to take advantage of this opportunity to perform. I heard that you don't have your own private power yet, right, so you should give us an interview and see how we perform? ”

"You're straightforward enough." I was dumbfounded.

He replied as a matter of course: "Anyway, you must have seen our little thoughts. ”

I really didn't see it.

Because some time ago, the headquarters issued an order to exterminate the eve of the extermination of the eve is a major task that the security bureaus all over the country are cooperating, so the information related to me has also flown to all parts of the country along the east wind, and even the local security bureaus around the mirage market also know my rumors, but it is estimated that they don't know much about the inside story. At least they didn't know that I had much to do with my life, and they thought I was a big man with a bright future.

"As for the danger...... Anyway, from time to time, you will encounter inexplicable and dangerous hidden events in this business, and it is not a big deal to have one more time or one less time. The leader continued, and began to promote himself, "We certainly can't help you much in frontal combat, but we are very confident in other areas, such as reconnaissance and manufacturing positions, I wonder what you think?" ”

"Let's talk about it first, I don't mean to engage in any 'private forces'." I also don't know what to say about the semi-openly private influence within the Security Bureau.

In fact, not only other people, but even Lieqi has so-called private forces. The subordinates who secretly picked him up from the medical facility attached to Headquarters in the first place belonged to this category. If you don't do this kind of thing to a certain extent at headquarters, sometimes even some normal work becomes difficult to carry out.

"Then let's treat our following as an ordinary task." The person who led the group probably didn't think it could be done so easily.

Since the other party insisted, I led this team of law enforcement warlocks towards the fog in the distance. Everyone is a warlock, and they are not slow. It didn't take long for us to cross the deserted city and enter the fog.

Unfortunately, in terms of results, the followers of this team of law enforcement warlocks were of little use.

It's not that we've encountered any very dangerous phenomena in the fog, or that the leader's self-promotion that "we're confident in detecting and creating positions" is a boastful lie, but simply that they haven't been able to keep up at all.

I kept going deeper and deeper in the fog. The outer fog of this mist is incredibly thick, almost the same as the last two encounters I have encountered. Not only is the field of vision strongly blocked, but even other senses, even perception, are blocked by the fog, and only close-up dynamics can be felt.

This is my third encounter with this fog, and I have had a lot of experience. To prevent anyone from getting lost in the fog, I asked them to grab each other's wrists, and I did the same. In my experience, this has been useful.

None of them could see the mist, and the city was unobstructed to them. But since I have said so, they have all carefully chosen to obey, grabbing each other's wrists and marching slowly in the fog. However, I don't know when I was left alone in the fog.

Obviously, I had been keeping an eye on my hands and my side, but when I came back to my senses, the other five had disappeared as if they had been eaten by the mist.

I immediately became alarmed and asked the sirens, "When did they disappear?" ”

"Just now." As she spoke, she manipulated my vision and showed me the scene just now.

I could see it clearly, just now, the five people were closely following me, but their bodies quickly became transparent. The hand that led the person who grabbed my wrist also seemed to have lost its substance, and it was scratched like a holographic projection. Even the mist penetrated their bodies, and finally covered them completely.

Did they encounter some strange and dangerous phenomenon at my closest? However, I didn't smell anything like that. Even if it wasn't aimed at me, if a dangerous phenomenon appeared so close to me, I should be able to react immediately. Besides, it's not like the fog of the Fog Demon that I know should have.

"They don't feel like they're engulfed in fog." The siren pondered the wording and gave his own thoughts, "It's better to say that it's like being left out by the fog." ”

"What does that mean?" I asked.

"For example, if you compare this fog to a man-eating monster, the phenomenon just now is like the fog spits them all out, and then only swallows you." She said uncertainly.

"Since I am the only one who can perceive the existence of this mist, will the fog only work on me?" It's not like I've never heard of this type of thing.

For example, some evil spirits will only attack those who are aware of their existence, and will take a blind attitude towards those who are not. For example, some poisonous secret knowledge will be hidden between the lines of ordinary books, and if someone can analyze it from seemingly ordinary words like deciphering codes, it will destroy the person's normal thinking ability, and those who can't analyze it will be safe and sound after reading the book, and so on.

Being able to perceive "awareness" is not necessarily a good thing in many cases, but can be the cause of many misfortunes. Even in secular society, people who "discover secrets that should not be discovered" can easily be caught up in dangerous events.

All in all, there was no accident with that team of law enforcement warlocks, and I was a little relieved.

"But the fog of the Fog Demon is not a different space independent of the real world, but directly occupies the land of the real world with fog. Even if I exclude everyone else, it shouldn't be in the form of everyone being excluded from my side, right? "I'll leave it to a different point.

"I can't explain that either. Never before have the Fog Demons exhibited this characteristic of consciously selecting their prey. "There's one more thing I don't think it's my delusion...... There seems to be a faint smell of 'pollution' in this fog. ”

"Are there any undead people moving in the mist?" Hearing this, I immediately tried to sense, but I didn't feel a similar reaction. But since she's said so, there must be. It only shows that her sense of smell for "pollution" is more acute than mine.

"No, I mean, there is an extremely subtle 'pollution' in the fog itself, and it would be an exaggeration to say that the latter is one of the constituent elements of this fog." She corrected.

That is, the appearance of this fog may be related to "pollution"?

Actually, I was a little skeptical that the fog was made by biting blood. Although she wasn't the main culprit in the last two mist appearances, the Mist Demon was originally a demon summoned by the séance ritual she taught to the evil moves, so she may have the means to re-spawn the Mist Demon.

However, from her memory, it is known that she has not been exposed to technology related to "pollution". This fog is not so much in her style as it is in the style of Dawn Dream. Looking at it this way, Dawn is the one behind it.

Between retreating and moving forward, I chose to move on. A moment later, I walked through the perimeter of the mist. Just like the fog of the mirage last time, the fog here is only very thick on the periphery. After a certain distance, the fog that was too thick quickly thinned out and turned into a mist that did not obstruct the view.

The face of the downtown area was clearly presented to my eyes. Although the fog is only a part of the mirage, it still has the size of a town. And the landscape in front of me is as empty and deserted as ever, abandoned vehicles are parked everywhere, and there are dried blood stains and the remains of dead people everywhere.

I sensed a subtle aberculiarity in this landscape, but it was difficult to conclude what was wrong for a while.

The sirens also muttered strangely, "Wait, what about all this blood and wreckage......"

Before she could finish speaking, an extremely noisy voice was heard in the distance. I couldn't misunderstand what it was, it was the screams and cries for help, and the roars of monsters.

Without thinking, I sprinted out and immediately rushed to another street two or three hundred meters away. Then, what I saw was an unbelievable scene.

Hundreds of ordinary people dressed in different costumes are running frantically, while behind them are chasing more demons than they are. The demons all had carapaces like black metal and hideous monsters, and they were the tentacles of the Fog Demon.

My first instinct was that I had to save all these people, and my body moved reflexively. However, before I could actually make a move, I was able to grasp the anomaly of this scene with my own awareness. I stopped my movements and silently watched the people rushing towards me. One of them rushed over as if he couldn't see me. I moved out of the way slightly, then tried to reach out and touched his arm as it passed.

My hand passed through that arm as if it were piercing through air.

The others were also running away and ramming at me, this time piercing my body with their whole bodies, and then went behind me intact, step by step. Then the demon slammed in, piercing through the past without resistance.

It turns out that these are nothing more than phantoms.

I continued to watch the scene change. The demon chased after one of the men in the yellow coat from behind, and threw him to the ground viciously, tearing the man to pieces before he could even call for help. Even if I knew that these were just phantoms, I was shocked to see them.

And it is also a "coincidence", the place where the phantom of the deceased fell happened to be the remains of the body covered with yellow cloth, and even the location where the pieces of flesh flying everywhere fell could correspond to the surrounding wreckage.

There is a saying in the hidden world that if a person dies with a strong grudge, he will leave a curse at the scene of his death. Suppose it's a rental house or something, and then the tenant moves in there, and he or she dreams about it again and again, or sees the scene of the person's tragic death in reality. And what I'm seeing now is nothing different from that statement.

Could it be that the resentment of the dead who died in the mirage in the past has accumulated too much, so they re-enact the scene when they were killed here? However, I didn't feel such a strong sense of resentment. The truth should be elsewhere.

"Sure enough...... The traces of this place are strange. The sirens seem to be looking at other places, "It doesn't seem to be 'now', it's 'past.'" ”

Her speech sounded like a no-end speech, but it made me react, "I'll just say how it feels wrong...... The level of blood and decay of the wreckage in the vicinity is a bit questionable. At this time, it should be a little more corrupt, and now it looks like the last time I was in the mirage. ”

"Maybe we're going back in time...... No, it's more like the power of this fog has re-enacted the scene that once happened here, and the phenomenon of death re-enactment that we just saw is also part of the historical scene that has been re-enacted. The sirens made an analysis.

I went and touched the wreckage on the ground. Unlike the phantom just now, this wreck can be touched. If the sirens are correct, is it possible that the dead will be reproduced in the form of a physical being, and the living will be re-enacted in the form of an illusion?

But the fog of the Fog Demon should not have the function of repeating history.

"There are other possibilities." "For example, it's not the fog that repeats history, but other forces that repeat history." The fog appears because it is also part of this 'history that has been repeated'. ”

"But what is the force that can repeat history on such a large scale...... "Is it the power of 'pollution'?" The reason why I catch the smell of 'pollution' in the fog is because this fog is summoned from the past by 'pollution'? ”

In the case of "pollution", it is not surprising that even this level of things can be done – although this way of thinking that "since it's 'pollution', everything makes sense" is not very good, there is no other way to explain it.

However, there are still too few clues at this stage, and perhaps we should not be in such a hurry to make a conclusion. Besides, the purpose of my trip is not to "solve the case", but to kill Dawn, and then in the process, to confirm whether the bite is really dead...... No, let's be a little honest with myself, while killing Dawn is the top priority, but I really want to know if biting blood is dead or alive.

I was a little unsure of where to go next, so I decided to go to the Mirage Security Bureau first.

(End of chapter)