Chapter 308: The Sun and the Moon Alternate
Wren stood at the door of Enid's house, looking at the closed door, speechless.
The two of them discussed until the evening, and Wren thought that he had just decided where to stay at night, so he would just make up for the night here, and it would be better to have a supper, but he was swept out of the house by Enid.
Seeing that the sun was about to set, Wren sighed: Come on, let's find a place to eat first.
Randomly found a roadside shop to sit down, and before waiting for the boss to serve the food, Wren thought about Enid.
As long as anyone who is not too dull can see that Enid has secrets to hide from him, and even uses a very lame excuse that can be broken with a poke, Wren suspects that she may know that she will not ask, so she doesn't bother to make it up. In fact, Wren really didn't plan to get to the bottom of it, he was curious, but the two sides were on the same page, and there was no need to know everything about the other party.
What he was thinking about now was whether or not the man in the basement was Enid........
When he was thinking about it, Wren suddenly caught a glimpse of a streamer flashing from the ground under his feet, it was a blue light, and it was gone, and when Wren lowered his head to take a closer look, there was nothing left.
Although it was only for a moment, and he was thinking about it at the time, Wren didn't think it was his hallucination.
The light was wonderful.
Wren leaned down and looked underneath the table, but he could only see the white floor of the dining room.
"Your ...... sir, Sir, did you drop something? โ
At this moment, the owner of the restaurant came over with a plate, and when he saw Wren bending down under the table, he thought he had dropped something.
Wren sat up straight, shook his head and smiled, "Oh, it's nothing, the phone accidentally fell off." โ
Although the boss was surprised by the customer's expression of "I'm just lying to you", he didn't want to ask too much, and brought the dish ordered by Wren to the table: "You have got what you wanted." โ
"Okay, thank you."
Wren absentmindedly brought the plate to his front while looking above his head and around, there was no similar blue light source in the dining room, could it be the light reflected outside?
After all, it's getting dark, and some shops are already lit up.
He turned his head to look out of the glass window, but unfortunately he found nothing, and there was no use of that blue light in the vicinity.
Maybe it's a passing light source.......
Wren thought to himself, retracting his gaze and preparing to focus on the food on the table.
On the side, after the boss finished serving, he couldn't help but look at Wren twice when he turned to leave: This guy is under the table again, and he is looking around in my store, what is he doing? Hey, he's looking outside again, and it's clear that the food has been served, what is he looking at?
Thinking so in his heart, on the way back to the back kitchen, the boss glanced out of the window from time to time, and was about to enter the kitchen, and he also looked back at the direction of Wren, which didn't matter, so frightened that he staggered and fell to the ground, and in a panic, the arm that tried to support the thing directly overturned a table on the side, and the food was scattered all over the floor.
"What are you doing!"
Before the guests at the table could get angry, they saw the boss sitting on the ground lose his eyes and stretch out a trembling arm to point in the direction of Wren: "Executioner....... Executioner!! โ
Accompanied by the screams of the boss, Wren, who was biting the dinner spoon, found everyone looking in his direction with a blank face, fear spread on their faces, and screams came and went in an instant.
When there was also a commotion outside the window, Wren realized that the problem might not be his own, and he looked out of the glass window, his pupils froze.
Across the street, the hooded executioner rolled a black cloth bag in one hand and dragged a man in the other, slowly walking past the restaurant where Wren was. The pedestrians around him were chaotic, but he was unhurried, like a walk after dinner.
Wren never expected that he had just finished discussing with Enid how to find another way to capture the executioner from the intelligence provider, and the other party appeared in front of him.
The executioner carried a man with his torture bag, needless to say, who was definitely preparing to be executed again.
Wren didn't dare to rub in, and directly broke the window and chased after him, this is an excellent opportunity to catch the executioner, maybe the previous plan is not needed.
The executioner didn't go far, as he usually does, strangely appearing near the execution ground he has chosen, and the process of walking slowly to the execution ground is not only like a ritual, but also to attract more attention from the audience.
This time he picked out a large restaurant with a few small tables at the door, and put some small snacks and packaging boxes, which looked like they were used to serve tastings.
Some of the people in the restaurant escaped when the executioner approached, and the rest were hiding under the table in the dining room, shivering. No one expected that the executioner would choose this place of execution, and they inevitably became spectators.
The executioner dragged his prisoners to the small tasting tables, put the prisoners and the cloth bag aside, wrapped the snacks on the table slowly, and when he bent down to put them on the ground, he suddenly stopped, walked to the door of the dining room with the snacks, and knocked on the door.
There was a scream in the cafeteria, and everyone shivered with their heads buried under the tables.
The executioner pushed open the door, gently placed the wrapped snack on the table next to the door, and chuckled, "It's better not to waste food." โ
There was a chill in the room, and no one responded to the grim reaper.
Unaffected, the executioner pushed the door open, grabbed the "prisoner" on the ground and pressed it on the small table, pulled out an axe from the cloth bag next to him, and stood beside the "prisoner".
"Heb Guzmรกn, stealing antiquities, killing his comrades, drinking and hurting others......."
When Wren caught up, he saw the executioner who was reading out the prisoner's crime.
"Just ......."
Thankful for the executioner's sense of ceremony, Wren rushed over without hesitation, but as soon as he lifted his leg, he felt a stir under his feet, and he simply left him in place.
He looked down and saw that it was the same blue streamer he had seen before, but at this time there were multiple streams, intertwined into a net, and his legs were firmly locked to the ground.
Wren tried to pull hard, but didn't move.
โ....... Evil deeds are accumulated, and sins are unforgivable......."
At this time, the executioner had already finished reading out the charges of the "prisoner" and entered the summary stage, and if it was delayed any longer, the "prisoner" would probably be cold.
In desperation, Wren began to use his hands and feet together, trying to break free from the light under his feet, but it was still useless, just when he saw that the executioner had already raised the axe, and thought about whether to put on the armor of Allenville, he suddenly heard a shout from his chest: "Use the disaster star!" โ
It's Oz's voice!
Wren hurriedly summoned the scourge star, and miraculously, when he raised his leg again, the blue light broke at the touch, but at this time, Wren didn't have time to think about it, and rushed towards the executioner who had cut off the severed axe.
"Bang!"
The axe slashed at the scourge.
Wren broke through the light that stood in his way, blocking the executioner's axe at the last moment, while grabbing the executioner with his other hand.
The executioner raised his hand to resist, but instantly retracted his hand and quickly retreated, as if he was very taboo to Wren, and did not even say a word, and did not even have time to take his torture bag away, so he quickly withdrew.
Although Wren didn't know the reason, there was no reason to give up this great opportunity, so he hurriedly chased after it. The executioner has always been hard to find, and every time he swaggers and commits a crime, the security team has not surrounded him, but he has escaped every time, and no one knows how he escaped under the siege and interception of the security team.
"Is it by these blue rays?"
Wren thought as he chased after him, watching the rays of light that tried to stop him crumble under the power of the scourge.
The two chased and fled, and soon broke into an alleyway.
There was no one else around, and the executioner finally stopped and looked back at Wren. He stretched out a hand, as if touching something in the void, and it began to disappear from between his fingers.
No, not out of thin air, Wren's eyes widened, the scene in front of him changed, a grid of blue light from the blue light he had seen before was rushing at the side of the executioner, and the executioner's arm was stretched into this torrent, and the whole person was turning into the same light, about to follow the torrent.
No wonder the vigilantes haven't been able to catch him!
Wren hurriedly paved it up, but finally caught a vacancy.
"Sooner or later, it'll be your turn."
Before disappearing, the executioner stared at Wren and said.
Looking at the alleyway that was empty again, Wren muttered to himself, "What the hell is this......."
Oz, who had just given the hint, spoke again: "I'm afraid this city is more terrifying than we thought, Wren, take a good look around you." โ
Wren looked around and saw nothing but the walls at first, but as he began to concentrate, he saw something horrifying him, blue light in all directions.
Wren burst out of the alleyway, and he couldn't imagine that the whole city was filled with such light, tight or sparse, encompassing the whole of Brica.
Even in the sky.
Wren followed the light and looked into the sky, and by this time it was already dark and the moon had climbed into the sky.
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Wren looked at the moon and shuddered suddenly, he had the feeling of being targeted during the day, the difference was that the sun during the day was the feeling of everything being illuminated and seen through, and now the silvery moon in the night sky was like the eyes of a viper staring coldly at its prey.