"Huh? What does something unclean mean? Anya tilted her head for no apparent reason, and in the next moment a desolate cry pierced the foggy night.

The woman's mournful voice came from the depths of darkness, and the harsh and ugly sound continued to torment people's nerves like rusty cones piercing into the brain, and the abnormal sound frightened Anya's body trembling, and she looked at the abyss called darkness along the line of sight of the group leader.

Anya wanted to see what was in the fog, but the woman's cry was like a thousand sharp knives cutting through Anya's eardrums, and the voice was distorted and sharp and piercing.

It was more like a morbid cry of joy than a pure cry, as if Kirimura itself was making an extremely terrible grin, and no normal human mind could endure this nightmarish torture.

The crying became more and more intense, gradually turning into a scream that caused the fog to fluctuate, and the children, who had been hypnotized by the sound of the leader's flute, and before they had time to escape, knelt on their knees and wailed, crawling and rolling.

Frantic writhing to escape from the place as if imprisoned on the ground by the cry could not break free, their scalps throbbing in the screams of the fog, and the children's howls of pain became the accompaniment of the woman's cry, turning the place into a hellish scene.

The sudden nightmare made Anya panic for a short time, and her body trembled slightly, and she couldn't find the source of the cry.

And when he looked at the regimental commander Claudius, the man had an indifferent smile on his face, and slowly retreated away from here with his hands raised without caring about himself.

Although there was no fear in his eyes, there was no trace of emotion at the same time, as if what was happening in front of him and the life and death of everyone had nothing to do with him.

"Then good luck, my dear, forgive the villain for his inability to retire first." He straightened up and fell backwards, and without hesitation let himself disappear into the mist, leaving only a flickering oil lamp on the ground.

"Don't go." Anya tried to catch up but was stopped by the pitiful wails of the children, and a little girl no more than a few years old cried and shouted at her feet. "Aunt Mary, don't eat me......" The little girl struggled to scratch on the ground, her fingers cracked and left blood stains.

And when Anya wanted to bend down to help her, the woman's cry in the fog suddenly became sharper, like a sharp knife stabbed into Anya's ear canal, twisting the blade of the knife, holding the flesh and blood, and the severe pain in the brain forced Anya to close her eyes tightly and cover her ears with both hands.

But the cry hit the soul of the person and ruthlessly destroyed Anya's heart, making her feel an unbearable pain all over her body, Anya's mouth opened, and the huge pressure pressed her nerves to scream, but the voice was drowned out by the piercing cry.

Struggling to open her eyes reluctantly, Anya only felt that the palms of her hands covering her ears were wet, and when she took them down, she found that her ear canal had begun to bleed outward.

At this time, the piercing cries also changed, and the terrifying sounds became complex, the wind made a crisp sound of silver bells, and the noise of metal dragging on the ground mixed with the indescribable sound of strange footsteps.

The darkness and fog temporarily concealed the truth, and the footsteps of the comers did not resemble the sound of normal humans wearing shoes, like wild beasts, but they were not as coordinated and regular as the footsteps of wild beasts.

Anya forced herself to calm down by taking a deep breath, her eyes moving deftly in the direction of the sound source, the sound conveyed the message, the creature was gradually approaching here, it was crying, walking, and about to reveal its true body.

"Knock"

A muffled sound caused the flame of the oil lamp to sway from side to side, almost extinguished. In the fog, whether it was the crying, the silver bells, the metal mopping, and the footsteps, all fell silent......

The stench of decay filled the air, and the source of all the noise just now finally appeared at this moment, and it was impossible to see the exact appearance through a layer of mist.

I saw an old woman-like body standing at the end of the light source from a distance, her hair scattered, her shoulders twitching strangely, her body seemed to be wrapped around many bell-like objects, and her hands were dragging a broad-bladed firewood knife that was dragged to the ground.

And at the woman's feet, the thick vine-like mycelium grew and spread to the surface of the ground, and everywhere it stretched was a terrible pitch black.

The thing standing in the distance was not an ordinary woman, but a monster that had been seen once before in the abandoned town, and although it looked completely different from the big lizard, it was clear at a glance that they both had the same evil nature.

Although the dead silence silenced the abducted children, they were still trembling and choking, trying to stand up but their legs did not obey.

Looking in the direction of the woman in the fog, crying and repeating the name "Mary" in her mouth, the great fear in her heart made the child's young mind numb, and her state was pitiful, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

In such a terrifying atmosphere, Anya calmly exposed her back to the woman in the fog, turned around leisurely, and urged the children who were tied to their legs and feet by fear with a gentle smile. "It's getting dark, let's go home quickly."

As if sensing that she was being slighted, the woman in the fog suddenly leaned over, her spine bent at an angle that humans couldn't do.

With every movement of her limbs, the bells throughout her body snapped, sending a message of danger like the tail of a rattlesnake.

"She" stepped forward, dragging the chai knife behind Anya's defenseless back, her movements gradually becoming faster and faster from the initial slowness, the fog no longer obscuring "her", and the essence of the monster was completely exposed to the light.

It was a woman wrapped in mycelium, a "skeleton" surrounded by mycelium, and the woman's rotten, smelly clothes were full of traces of sticky objects wriggling.

All that was left of its face was the white bones of the forest, and the skull was filled with black liquid flowing down the hollow eye bones, and the mouth made entirely of hyphae was still crying in an eerie whisper.

The silver bell became frantic as the monster's body twitched violently, and when it was already close to Anya, the hatchet was picked up high and swung towards Anya's head.

In the blink of an eye, the smile on the girl's face had disappeared and her eyes showed a sharp edge, Anya clenched the long sword, and her flexible body rotated at high speed with her heel as the axis, quickly and accurately throwing out a semi-arc sword light from the bottom up.

The moment the blade collided head-on with the blade swung by the monster, the burning sparks and rust burst everywhere, and the monster's hatchet was cut out of a groove and parried by Anya with a single blow.

The impact of the battle brought the children back to their senses, screamed in fear, and ran into the fog in the direction of their respective homes.

Without waiting for the monster to stabilize its center of gravity, Anya turned her wrist to adjust the posture of the blade, and drew a cross sword light on the monster's chest again, and the rotten clothes instantly cracked, and were cut into two pieces along with the mycelium hidden underneath, and a disgusting black liquid continued to gush out along the regular wound.

With piercing cries and instinctive wails, the bells all over the monster made a strange sound at this moment, but the stiffness caused by the pain did not last long, and the seemingly wound was covered with more hyphae in a short period of time, and it was healing itself at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The silver bell replaced its roar, its hollow eyes staring at Anya, and the monster's claws gripped the knife tightly again, waving the rusty blade wildly.

However, in the face of another slash, Anya's serious eyes became clear again. "Did you get rested, Cesare?"

As soon as the words fell, the black-haired boy rushed out of the mist, and Cesare slid the bandaged bone staff from the ground as he rushed towards the monster, and countless mycelium were awakened from the depths of the surface and the bottom end of the bone staff extended upward,

The mycelium, summoned by Cesare, did not obey the monster's command, and they coalesced to envelop the bone staff, transforming the otherwise bare bone rod into a pitch-black scythe.

The monster had just sensed that someone was approaching it, and as soon as it turned its head, it saw that Cesare had already jumped up, and the scythe condensed by mycelium slashed through the air with a sharp cracking sound, directly slashing at the monster's neck.

The monster tried to dodge sideways, but Cesare reacted more quickly, and the scythe chased after the mycelium and severed the monster's neck.

Black slime splattered everywhere, and a round head flew into the mud, the mycelium on it began to melt, and only a woman's skull was left alone on the ground.

The monster stood still, raising a hand and groping over the empty neck, as if it didn't realize that its head had hit the ground.

He shook his body from side to side, and tried to insert the wood knife into the ground for support, but finally fell to the ground and stopped moving.

"What about Claudius?" Cesare took a deep breath as he stood up, and turned his face to Anya. Before Anya could answer him, the neighing of horses and the dull rattle of wheels on the road could be heard.

The first carriage of the convoy drove away as fast as it could, leaving only the two wagons still parked in place.

"I guess he just didn't go far." Anya shrugged her shoulders and smiled mischievously.

He ran away, and he didn't even have time to take all the two carriages with him, and he couldn't see that the regimental commander, who had always been mysterious, was such a timid man. Seeing that the monster had fallen to the ground, Cesare took Anya's hand and was about to board the only remaining carriage.

"Let's go, it's not safe here, let's get out of here quickly." Anya nodded, but as soon as they took two steps together, Anya stopped, as if sensing something was wrong. "Cesare-san, you don't think it...... Earthquake? ”

"Earthquake?"

As Anya said, the ground beneath their feet trembled slightly, as if something was trying to break through the ground.

Cesare cautiously observed the surroundings, the ground around them inexplicably swelled up with multiple bulges, they began to swell, squeezing the surrounding soil outward, Cesare pulled Anya to leave quickly but found that both front and back were surrounded by the bulge of the surface.

Then, the monster that had lost its head twitched at this time, its forelimbs supporting the ground, slowly propping up its headless body and standing up again, and the severed head wound could not destroy it at all.

Black slime spilled and bubbled from the cut in its neck, and it made a strange sound that seemed to be understood.

"Plant you in the garden...... Let the flowers bloom all over the garden...... The deceased, lined up in ......"