The soft and regular rushing sound seemed to be ringing in the ears and in the will at the same time, sudden and wonderful.
The special rhythm contained in it is very deep and quiet like a dream.
Good, very energetic!
Of course, the review before payment is another matter.
It's hard to say whether this change is due to the instability of the nightmare caused by himself, or the active acceleration of the cult, but it seems that something big is coming.
As for the rationality of the tidal sound here, I don't think it has anything to do with it.
Who said it's not a seaside town? There's a sea of mist, right?
Although even from his position, he couldn't see the fog outside the town from this angle.
…
What is the scene at the entrance of the town now is even more fascinating.
"besides!"
Of course, it seems that others have not yet sympathized with this fun.
Reginald killed the target instantly, but the hunter Simon did not relax his vigilance and warned him coldly.
The audience, who had been stunned by the shocking scene just now, was shocked again by these words.
Especially when they discovered that this person was looking at the back of the audience while speaking.
"how so?"
Amira was almost the only one still paying attention to the wreckage on the ground.
Even though it was in a state of disrepair, it was still difficult to conceal the distortion.
It has only been ten minutes since everyone left.
Not only were there so many more people, there were even such changes.
Having been in and out of so many nightmares, I have never encountered such an exaggerated sense of oppression.
…
"There is more than one source of pollution, I can feel it."
Still in an emotionless tone, Simon explained.
"More outcasts are filtering in?"
Amira and Simon obviously have no doubts about Simon's perception of pollution.
Because of this, I was even more shocked to hear the news.
"No, it's the same thing as the top of the church."
From Simon's answer, it can be seen that the three of them had had some communication just now.
Similar to Harriet?
Considering that the scene in the church had a more insane aesthetic, Amira almost subconsciously forced herself to ignore it.
However, Simon's answer instantly forced her to face life head-on.
"It's quiet now..."
Glancing at the figure on the pulpit, Amira obviously found it difficult to understand this change.
"It's just temporary, it's still there."
Simon shook his head, indicating that there was no need to be optimistic.
"So Harriet...is she like us?"
Amira was silent for a moment, then thought about a strange question.
"There is a certain probability. As far as I know, she has not been directly eliminated."
Simon seemed to understand what she meant, knowing that the person who wanted to ask Harriet was a dreamer like them, rather than a pure illusory creation.
"...What about them?"
Amira nodded silently and gestured around with her eyes.
"There is a certain probability."
Simon gave exactly the same answer.
"So why would the Order do this?"
Amira didn't look too surprised, but looked a little emotional.
"I don't know, but strictly speaking, what the Order needs you to do has been completed."
The answer was always so real, Simon looked at Amira and Reginald.
"You can definitely find a place and wait for the nightmare to end."
"Since they have arranged it this way, they must have made corresponding preparations."
"how about you?"
After thinking for a moment, Amira asked a question.
There is indeed nothing logically wrong with this statement. Without the sect notifying us in advance, it is difficult to say how meaningful the current behavior is.
However, in Simon's words, he clearly distinguished the two of them from him.
"I'm different. What I'm doing will make me feel better."
As expected, the latter shook his head slightly with a firm expression.
And this answer is really easy to remind people of the comment someone made before, "You seem to be a little uncomfortable."
Looking at Simon's obviously strange eyes, Amira felt that the situation was getting more and more confusing. When she wanted to say something again, the latter suddenly turned his head, as if he was listening to the voice.
"What's wrong?"
This sudden move, combined with the fact that the broadsword was not put away at all, clearly made the two civilian staff nervous.
"tide……"
However, after a moment of hesitation, the hunter's gaze passed over the audience and looked toward the horizon further away.
There was still bright morning light above the head, but there was a mountain-like shadow there.
"what is that……"
Almost everyone looked over at Simon's actions and sighed one after another.
"The fog is approaching the town?"
Reginald, who had just killed his enemy, looked around, frowned and shared his thoughts.
After all, it's not real, so he doesn't worry much about danger or anything like that.
Mainly, the visual impact of this scene in front of me is really amazing.
Not only is the entire town surrounded by shadows, you can even feel the shadows constantly surging and even approaching.
The town is like a deep pit, and a huge amount of seawater is bursting its banks and pouring in.
Even at this time, he heard Simon's voice.
Just like real waves, there are regular crashing sounds.
"should be."
Simon agreed with his judgment, and as he spoke, he stepped forward towards the shadow in the distance.
…
The hunter's overly decisive action made Reginald hesitate.
The other party obviously had no intention of inviting me to join him, and it was hard to even say what the point of exploring this strange scene was.
But it seems pointless to continue to stay here.
"Shall we go and take a look too?"
At this time, Amira took the initiative to express her thoughts.
Mainly compared to the oppressive shadow, she found that deep down in her heart, it was the person in the chapel behind who was causing more headaches.
"good."
Not sure if he felt the same as her, but Reginald agreed almost instantly.
Even more exaggerated, his body froze as he spoke, and bright marks appeared directly on his body.
Shocked by this positive gesture, Amira quickly realized something was wrong and suddenly retreated some distance away.
From the fountain on one side, scorching steam was actually rising, accompanied by a strong smell.
What was gushing out was no longer water, but a dark brown viscous fluid.
Reginald's lower body had been contaminated by the splashing fluid over a large area, and it was even spreading to the surrounding areas.
"That thing hasn't been completely wiped out yet."
The latter was quite calm and shouted immediately.
Although it is a bit unbelievable, it is obvious that I have seen this style before.
Under that blow, not only was it not completely purified, it even managed to sneak attack the target that caused damage to it in this way.
The effect was also remarkable. Reginald's reaction was not slow, but the pattern on his body almost lit up, and part of it was already covered by the fluid.
The incomplete pattern collapsed before it took shape, and a huge mouth was pulled out from his back, biting his neck fiercely.