Tang Rou and Aslan lowered their presence, quietly retreated to the deepest place, and walked along the wall toward the stairs.
The security guards guarding the stairs on the second floor had disappeared due to the sudden commotion.
The whole hall was in chaos, with the sounds of pushing and fighting happening one after another, accompanied by harsh curses.
As soon as they arrived at the door of the stairs, someone was hit and fell onto the handrail with a bang. He was cursing crazily, his two black lips opening and closing, and all he spat out were dark and evil sentences laced with venom.
As he spoke, the man paused for a few seconds.
He looked towards the corner, narrowed his eyes, and walked closer.
"Who is there? Come to me quickly..."
The words stopped suddenly, and another hand stretched out from the darkness.
They were a pair of hands that belonged to a woman at first glance. They were slender and white, with light pink on the fingertips.
Whiter than ordinary people.
This pair of beautiful hands prevented the man from reacting immediately, and the next second, his chin was quickly removed by these seemingly soft hands. His eyes widened in horror, and he covered himself with difficulty closing them.
His mouth could no longer utter a single word.
"Feel sorry."
The black-haired woman walked out of the darkness, her voice gentle and clear.
"The color of your lips makes me uneasy."
So I just uninstalled it?!
The man was so angry that his nostrils twitched slightly, but he heard the woman sincerely remind him, "Since you can't speak, I suggest you hide it, otherwise others will see the color of your lips and attack you."
What is this nonsense?
The man wanted to cry but had no tears and was so angry that he went crazy.
The harsh curse behind him made him feel frightened, and his mouth even drooled because he could not close it.
He had no choice but to huddle his shoulders and hide in the corner where the woman had just been hiding, and nervously glanced at the movement outside. From the arrogance just now, he turned into a pitiful state where he was cursing inwardly but did not dare to reveal his body.
Finally I went up to the second floor. The corridor was quiet and empty.
There are no security guards and no believers stationed here.
Unlike the high priest who usually follows large numbers of black-robed believers.
Tang Rou and Aslan searched one room after another until they found the last room, but no sign of Yu Qing was found.
Suddenly, Aslan saw something, and his voice was filled with uneasiness.
"Rou, there is this on the ground, what do you think it is?"
Tang Rou grabbed her hand, and using her sight, she discovered that Aslan was holding a syringe in his hand.
There is a tuft of short hair stuck to the injection handle, which is soft and smooth, like...the ones on rabbit ears.
She rummaged through her pockets and took out a cylindrical injection from her small bag and handed it over. Aslan checked it up and down and found that the two injections were exactly the same.
"It seems that Yu Qing hid a needle and injected it into the priest."
Tang Rou doesn't think so.
Those believers have disappeared. Did Yu Qing inject the injection into the pastor, or did the pastor inject the injection into his body?
Atherland said nothing and was noncommittal.
The rabbit-eared musician has always wanted to help Tang Rou, and he felt very urgent.
He wanted to show his protective side in front of Tang Rou. This was out of male pride, but he ignored the fact that there was a disparity in power.
What the priest said with a pair of black lips would become reality. How could Yu Qing fight against those forces that transcend the laws of human physics?
The movement downstairs was vaguely transmitted upstairs, and it was chaotic.
With a heavy voice, Aslan said doubtfully, "Why are there so many people with black lips today? Could it be that they are all chosen by God? This is too silly..."
Tang Rou didn't want to understand this either.
Why do alien creatures give humans this power?
Perhaps it’s because you know that suddenly gaining huge abilities will make it easier for you to commit crimes, right?
They don't like humans, just as humans don't like ants.
Therefore, the most logical reason for giving humans power is that they can benefit from it.
Tang Rou calmed down and said to Aslan, "Let's go find Yu Qing, he may be in danger."
But at the same time as he finished speaking, his mind vaguely captured some sound.
Fuzzy, hazy, with some strange echo, as if echoing out of the abyss, and like a gentle whisper.
A gentle call.
Tang Rou subconsciously wanted to respond to this misty call, but she woke up before answering.
He turned around and asked, "Did you just call me?"
Asela shook her head, "No."
Tang Rou's expression darkened.
In this city, no one except Asselan knows her name, and even Yu Qing doesn't know her name.
Tang Rou asked again, "Did you hear someone calling my name just now?"
Aslan was even more confused.
"There's no one around us, aren't we just the two of us here?"
It seems there are more than just the two of them here.
The next moment, she heard the call again, this time as if it was close to her ear.
The cold air filtered in through the cracks in the window, making Tang Rou clearly realize that it was an unknown creature crawling outside the building trying to summon her.
If she responded, what would be the consequences? Tang Rou didn't dare to bet.
She held her breath, held Aslan's hand, and saw through the glass the shadow of the tree with its teeth and claws swaying in the wind outside the window.
Quietly retreated to the depths of the room, moving against the wall toward the stairs.
Aslan held his breath unconsciously and asked softly, "What did you see?"
A horrifying scream erupted from downstairs.
A fishy, wet and salty smell spread up the corridor, as if something fished out of the sea had rotted after being exposed to the sun, a pungent and disgusting smell.
Aslan looked down and released his grip on the railing in the next second.
I saw the entire room from bottom to top, like a piece of paper burned by fire, instantly turning into a twisted and weird dark brown, and a thick unknown liquid seeped out from the wall, as if the room came to life, and in a short period of time,
It quickly decomposed in an instant, exuding a sticky and fishy smell of blood from the inside out.
The screams downstairs were louder and louder, as if they were in a disaster.
And Athelan noticed that her vision was getting darker.
Something huge appeared outside the window, blocking out the sky and the sun, blocking all light in an instant, making the glass windows appear oppressively dark.
As researchers from the biological experimental base, they maintained their last sanity during this terrifying moment. They took off their shoes, bent their waists, avoided the sticky unknown substance on the wall, and quietly and carefully walked down the stairs.
Someone was sitting down at the entrance of the corridor, pointing at the window and shivering, exclaiming,
"Then...what is that?"
I saw bright red and smelly pieces of meat crowding in through the cracks in the window, squeezing the entire frame of the glass window to the point of crumbling and about to fall off the wall.
The next moment, the huge figure gradually lowered itself and turned around.
Dozens of pairs of huge red eyeballs without eyelids looked out of the window.
It makes people feel cold all over, like falling into an ice cave, as if being stared into the abyss.