Morey has always maintained his composure as the extraordinary person in charge of Luster.
"What is the 'Door of Flesh'?"
Goethe asked.
"The 'Gate of Flesh and Blood' is an advent ceremony that allows the 'Lord of Flesh and Blood' to return to the world by sacrificing millions of lives. There are 300,000 Lusters in front of us. If they are sacrificed, even if they are real
The Lord of Flesh and Blood cannot come, but the projection of the Lord of Flesh and Blood can definitely appear. At that time..."
Morey answered, looking remorseful.
"I should have thought of this when I saw those corpses!"
"Damn it!"
"Why should I use the 'Tracking Wind' to make me indifferent!"
Morey growled lowly.
Goethe returned to the ruins, picked up Kyle and ran back to the carriage, threw the young man into the carriage, closed the carriage door, and sat directly in the coachman's seat.
‘The Gate of Flesh’!
‘Lord of flesh and blood’!
No matter which one, it is obviously not something he can solve.
Especially the latter's 'arrival', since it requires the sacrifice of lives, Luster must be filled with 'prey squads' of the 'Flesh Church'.
Moreover, the number is definitely not a small number.
Now, although his [unarmed combat] has reached an extraordinary level, Goethe still has no confidence in facing a large number of 'prey squads'.
so……
run!
"Wait for me!"
Silla was so fast that when Goethe was just done, she jumped next to Goethe and sat down next to him.
"drive!"
Goethe shook the reins.
The carriage immediately started and ran towards the outside of Luster.
…
"My, Goethe's, my, Goethe's, I..."
Boom, boom!
A knock on the door interrupted Swart, who was counting the latest harvest in the office.
Opening the drawer, sliding all the gold tickets in, and closing the drawer, Swart sat upright.
"who?"
"It's me, Sheriff!"
"Your Excellency Goethe asked me to inform you to lead a team to support!"
Outside the door, the voice of his subordinates came.
"knew!"
"You call a group of people to assemble and bring weapons!"
As Swart said, he stood up slightly excitedly.
There will be additional income again!
Even if it's half as good as Goethe's, it's still much better than his daily income!
Thinking of this, the police chief couldn't wait to get dressed and get ready to go.
Then, he felt a bright red light in the office.
Subconsciously, Swart looked out the window.
"I XXX!"
"What the hell is that?!"
The police sergeant caught a glimpse of the 'Door of Flesh' that was gradually rising, and he was so frightened that he jumped up.
Swart swore that he had never seen anything so exaggerated in the thirty years he had been alive.
Even Goethe's adventures these days are not as scary as this thing in front of him!
The countless piles of flesh, flesh and bones, and the wails of the undead that sounded in his ears from time to time, already made Swart feel a little wet down there.
Instinctively trembling!
Instinct fear!
Then, I instinctively thought——
"Could this thing have something to do with Goethe?"
Swart thought about it, and his face instantly turned ugly.
Although he didn't know what this thing was, his survival instinct told the police chief that if he wanted to survive, he must stay away from this thing... No, the best thing to do was escape from Luster.
but……
What should Goethe do?
"Goethe has a better idea than me!"
"He is so smart and powerful!"
"When I encounter something like this, it's useless even if I bring people to support me!"
Swart persuaded himself in this way.
However, just as he was rushing out of the police station door, the sergeant stopped suddenly.
Swart looked hesitant, but finally gritted his teeth, turned around and ran to the director's office.
In the police station, there is only one telegraph machine.
In the director's office.
He wants to inform the higher-level person in charge of extraordinary things about what happened here.
As for why?
At this time, Swart didn't know why.
Maybe he thought that doing this would help Goethe and make him feel better?
Or maybe you think that doing this can help you gain more vitality?
or……
Is it just a simple brain twitch?
Anyway, that's what Swart did.
Then, when the police chief came out again, he began to regret it.
The police station was already deserted, and the carriage at the door was nowhere to be seen.
Obviously, everyone is not a fool. Faced with such a terrifying thing, they all chose the biological instinct: escape as soon as possible and try to make themselves run faster.
"Asshole!"
"Why are you running so fast?!"
The sergeant cursed loudly.
Then, he ran towards Luster on foot.
However, after running less than two hundred meters, the police sergeant stopped out of breath.
Not just tired.
Also because a person appeared in front of him.
The owner of the Pine Nut Hotel: Skifens.
Thanks to his status as police chief, Swart recognized the other party.
"Hello, Lord Skifens."
Swart greeted and moved to the side.
However, as soon as the police chief moved a step, the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel also moved a step and continued to block the police chief.
Suddenly, the police chief looked bitter.
He couldn't help but think of what Goethe once said.
"This thing that looks like a 'door' couldn't have been made by the guy in front of me, right?"
Swart guessed.
"I didn't do it."
The owner of the Pine Nut Hotel said directly, which scared Swart.
Is this mind reading?!
Swart's forehead began to sweat.
"Don't worry, I can't read minds."
"It's just that your eyes are too obvious."
"I heard that you are Goethe's friend?"
The owner of the Pine Nut Hotel continued to ask.
Swart immediately waved his hand.
"No, no no!"
"You misunderstood!"
"I just have to cooperate with Goethe because of my position!"
"We don't know each other at all!"
The police chief made repeated statements.
"oh?"
"You are not Goethe's friend?"
"I've met him, he's a nice guy."
The owner of the Pine Nut Hotel sighed with regret, and then saw Swart nodding his head.
"Yes, he is a pretty good person, and he is also a close friend of mine. Although we have not been together for a long time, our relationship is already a life-and-death relationship!"
The police chief puffed out his chest as he spoke.
"Yeah?"
"That's just right."
"I need you to do me a favor."
The owner of Songzi Hotel showed a smile.
Seeing this smile, Swart always felt that something was wrong.
The police chief immediately changed his story again.
"Actually, we're not that familiar anymore. It's just a normal relationship. At most, we just nod when we meet. Other than that, that's..."
Unfortunately, before the police sergeant could finish speaking, he was knocked unconscious by the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel.
The owner of the Pine Nut Hotel carried Swart and disappeared in a flash.
At this time, Goethe was about to leave the city of Luster in his carriage.
However, Goethe's face became extremely ugly.
On the roads leaving the city and leading to the suburbs, there are piles of flesh and blood.
It's the kind of flesh and blood that looks like dumpling fillings.
Mixed with fabric, wood chips, metal, etc.
But more importantly, the urban side is covered in blood and flesh, but the suburban side is clean.
It was as if an invisible wall separated the two.
A bad thought arose in Goethe's heart.
At this time, a carriage passed Goethe and rushed straight outside Luster. The driver ran for his life in a panic and did not pay more attention. The next moment——
Bang!
When the carriage touched the invisible boundary line, the carriage and the people on it seemed to have passed through an invisible meat grinder and were instantly cut into pieces.
"Damn it!"
"The 'Flesh and Blood Church' actually sealed off the entire Luster?!"
Silla shouted in disbelief.
Then, the lady said immediately.
"Go quickly!"
"Go to my 'safe house' before the 'prey team' starts searching the whole city."
