The fog on the sea was so thick that everything was white and nothing could be seen.
The ship was sailing in the sea, and if it weren't for the shaking sensation underfoot from time to time, Tang Rou would have thought they were in a still space.
There were faint voices singing on the deck.
The pastor was leading the believers in prayer and singing again. This was the only sound besides the waves.
Tang Rou wanted to look outside, but the owner of this body stayed in the cabin from beginning to end, sitting quietly with the brides who looked dazed and smiled.
The fog became thicker and thicker, even spreading into the cabin along the cracks in the door, giving her a sense of fear that she was about to be engulfed.
Suddenly, the priest who had never said a word except singing carols spoke. He opened his arms and murmured in the direction of the sea.
The voice was deep and rich, praising the gods like an aria, asking the gods to point him in the direction in this strange ocean.
He looks like he is chattering away.
Tang Rou took advantage of the owner's gaze to look out the window and carefully wrote down the scene in front of her.
Suddenly, a crack opened in the milky white mist, revealing the blue to black sea level.
The fog actually lifted.
The pastor praised God loudly and thanked God for guiding him.
Tang Rou finally realized the seriousness of the matter.
She had never thought about what was in the sea. After all, the god engraved on the sculpture was too similar to Alphinaud, and alien creatures like Alphinaud disdained humans, let alone talked to humans.
But now, various signs prove that not only does something exist in the sea, but it can also talk to humans.
Even, it is satisfying human needs.
Of course, the price is also high.
Tang Rou saw the believers surrounding the pastor, looking at him with eyes that looked at miracles. She was so excited that she couldn't express it in words. The pastor returned to his dignified and taciturn image, with his chin raised, arrogant and solemn, and his eyes pious.
looking towards the sea.
That dark mouth seemed to never speak again except to talk to God.
The believers became extremely excited because of this magical operation that cleared the fog, but they did not know that what they did would push mankind into the abyss of eternal destruction.
Once the rules are broken, alien species can come to the human world one after another. What will happen then?
Is their god really here to save them?
The ship soon arrived at the rocky beach, where the people of the City of God built an altar.
After the believers boarded the altar, they started singing carols again. In addition to brides like Tang Rou and others in white wedding dresses, there were many sacrifices with their limbs chopped off.
The men and women whose eyes, mouths and noses were sewn shut were tied up with chains and thrown into the center of the altar like animals, their bodies dragging on the ground leaving soul-stirring bloodstains.
The brides placed the flowers in their hands next to them with smiles on their lips.
His face was cheerful and dazed, revealing an unconscious cruelty.
Those who had only their torsos left were still alive through unknown means.
Painful whimpers emanated from the lips that were sewn together, and the cross-sections of the severed limbs were soaked white, but did not rot due to the soaking in alcohol.
It looks like he won't live long.
After the believers finished singing carols, the priest put on his black gloves again, took the pulse igniter handed by others, tied the people together with ropes, and ignited the people who had lost their limbs and were stacked together.
When these alcohol-soaked bodies come into contact with fire, they burst into creepy blue flames, like huge ice flowers blooming in the sky.
The bottom of the flame appears reddish yellow.
In the fire, there was a subtle popping sound as the water in the torso heated up.
They were burned alive, without limbs and unable to escape. They struggled and twisted on the ground, their mouths and noses were sewn together, and they could not make a sound, only weird and painful whimpers.
Thick green smoke drifted out from them and slowly dispersed into the thick fog.
These green smoke are like the fragrance that attracts monsters, stirring up turbulent waves from the calm sea bottom.
These people are feeding their companions with things from the sea.
The waves gradually became restless, and the waves hit the altar, raising white water walls.
The brides' gauze skirts were wet and stuck to their bodies, but their expressions became more and more excited.
In the distant thick fog, there was a buzzing sound, which was far beyond the sound wave frequency that the human hearing system can receive.
It's like something terrible is roaring.
Tang Rou saw that the bride closest to her was injured by the high-frequency roar, and blood flowed from her ears.
The believers and priests boarded the boats, leaving the brides behind, sailing into the fog and leaving in the direction they came from.
The terrifying roar was getting closer and closer.
Tang Rou could hear it, but couldn't sense what it was.
In the hallucination, all the sounds she heard were unreal.
The vision is much clearer.
A huge dark shadow slowly emerged from behind the thick fog.
A strong fishy smell wafted out from the burning fire, like burned plastic with a rotten smell. The chlorine gas made Tang Rou, even though her senses were blurred, almost burst into tears.
The green smoke seemed to be pulled by something, and the strands were condensed and entangled together, converging into a substantial green knot, spreading towards the huge shadow.
Tang Rou's feet seemed to be stuck to the ground, unable to move.
The brides beside them didn't know how to be afraid. They moved forward step by step with enchanted smiles on their lips.
do not go.
She yelled in her heart.
The group of things was approaching little by little from the thick fog.
Don't go there.
But she couldn't control this body. When her feet moved, the body walked in that direction step by step.
In the thick fog, huge and dark shadows grew higher and higher inch by inch.
Like a mountain appearing out of thin air, it is huge and majestic.
Tang Rou looked up at it from bottom to top. There was no end in sight. It was as small as an ant crawling under human feet. The heavy feeling of oppression made her soul tremble.
What's this?
What kind of creature is this?
After thick fog.
She saw countless pairs of densely packed scarlet eyeballs.
Tang Rou was shocked.
The long scarlet thread appeared out of thin air like a mutated blood vessel, suddenly tearing through the thick fog and piercing a bride in front of her.
The long and slimy limbs were like soft straws, stretching and opening. Soon, the girl with the smile on her lips lost blood at a speed visible to the naked eye and became shriveled.
Tang Rou screamed silently in her heart.
Countless fragmentary images flashed through her mind, causing a certain memory from her past to emerge.
She has seen this kind of thing!
On the Ring Road, in such foggy weather, these things penetrated the heads of the Tower of Babel task force one after another.
The pupils suddenly shrank into pinpoints.
The red limbs were like arrows leaving the string, tearing through the mist and magnifying before her eyes.
The next moment, Tang Rou heard a soft sound of popping and cracking bones coming from her forehead.
The dense scarlet eyeballs seemed to span time and space and looked into her soul, making her whole body tremble and collapse as if being torn apart.
The moment she was penetrated, Tang Rou woke up.
Aslan's exclamation was still in his ears, "Rou, why is there a skirt under your feet?"