Allen squirmed the tentacles under his trouser legs and left the shack.
He is still him, with his original consciousness and original memory. But in his mind is added the instinct of being able to control the body and water like hunger, eating, and keeping out the cold, as well as the supreme twisted shadow deep in his consciousness.
Allen was like a baby playing with his hands and feet, wiggling each tentacle in a novel way, including the algae-like whiskers on his lower jaw. He couldn't describe the feeling, but the flexibility of each tentacle seemed to be innate.
"Contain your emotions, we must be like believers."
At this time, the whispers of other believers around attracted its attention.
"Like a Christian?"
"Just put on a cloak, silent and cold..."
They wriggled their tentacles and came to the park's businessman Anthony to receive robes, covering their bodies, and then seemed like pagans, obscure and evil.
Allen stopped playing with himself and followed them to get a robe to cover his body that he was not used to yet.
There are not a few people wearing robes like Allen. Because ordinary civilians will lose their sanity when seeing them, even if they are too close. Fortunately, the new believers still have a common language with each other.
Not long after, the whisper of the twisted shadow descended on the consciousness of the believers, directing them to join together somewhere.
Aaron followed the oracle of the supreme being deep in his mind and left the park with other believers scattered around. He saw half of the believers dispersed with them and turned towards the outer ring of the refuge area.
The Protestants formed an irregular queue, squirming along the passage with the sound of tides in awe of the residents, and came to the side of their gods.
Then they saw the exorcist leaning on a thick branch next to the twisted shadow as if he was unconscious and sleeping.
"This is the dreamer." He said to the believers around him, "I can hear the curiosity in your hearts."
Originating from instinct, they pray devoutly.
Not long after, Lu Li woke up out of vague curiosity.
"My followers are curious about you."
Lu Li glanced at the protestants wearing cloaks around him and said directly: "They have not come into contact with the evil god that brings pollution, and they do not know the existence of the evil god."
Considering Lu Li's dream experience and the fact that these infected residents still want to transform into twisted believers, they don't know that they have been targeted by a certain evil god and become potential believers.
Lu Li, who was no longer relying on him, said to the thick branch, "Has this batch of food been inspected?"
"There are contaminated pieces of meat, but no evil god has touched them."
Only Lu Li and the twisted figure could hear the soft whisper in his mind.
The answer is revealed here: there is a strange god quietly encroaching on the Vina refuge area, like the undercurrent of the deep sea where a storm is raging.
"Can you trace the source of the breath?"
"no."
"Unless He touches this place again."
The twisted figure and the Swamp Mother answered simultaneously.
The evil god's strategy is quiet and covert. Maybe he is a conspiracy spider web god, or he is weak and injured, no matter which...
"Lead him out, and Roland and I will capture him and replenish your humanity."
Lu Li did not refuse: "Find other infected residents and possible believers first."
And be careful not to disturb Him.
This is done by the twisted figure, who can bring consciousness to each believer and sense the heretics or infected people who have mixed into the residents, but he may also be discovered by this.
Pagans and pagans are like natural enemies, they will sense each other when they are close.
But there is no better way to dig out the evil god, unless Lu Li is used as bait, but exchanging Lu Li for the evil god is obviously not equivalent. The disparity in cost is just like the disparity in strength between them.
We need to hurry up to find the hidden evil god, and we also need to evacuate the residents.
After learning the news about the evil god, Mateus thought it was a bad idea to inform the residents of the migration news in advance: the chaotic refuge area would give the evil god an opportunity to take advantage of it. But changing his mind would only make the residents panic, so he could only continue to execute it and
It was hoped that Lu Li's reputation would suppress the chaos.
The refuge area gradually "squeezes" inward, and the residents of the inner ring increase in density, freeing up the edge area for the residents of the outer ring to temporarily live in. Knight soldiers and twisted believers stationed at the outer perimeter of the shrinking perimeter, forming the layer of iron that wraps the can.
Then wait for the worm to arrive, and wait for the evil god to emerge.
After meeting the exorcist, Allen once again experienced the novel feeling of becoming a guard guarding the residents.
Maybe better than the guards, he thought smugly.
They are not qualified to go to the Land of Light.
This state of ignorance and hope among the residents, as the believers waited for the evil god to appear, continued until nightfall.
The twisted figure discovered one after another twelve residents carrying the evil god's aura, none of whom knew anything about their situation. To avoid disturbing the evil god, Lu Li let them stay with ordinary residents and only kept surveillance.
At nine o'clock in the evening, the residents fell asleep one after another, and the twisted figure brought back the news: He found a believer.
…
The sound of armor scraping and banging on the wall came from far and near.
"During the curfew time, all residents should not go out... The migration is imminent, and the mayor does not want any accidents. During the curfew time, all residents should not go out..."
The chaotic sounds mixed with the shouts of expulsion gradually faded away, and the residents staying in the room continued their chat.
As time went by, fewer and fewer people spoke, and their voices became lower and lower. As the last two people exchanged a few words in low voices, almost everyone fell asleep.
Solena, who was always silent, was like them, putting her baggage under her neck, huddled sideways in a corner like a woman who lacked a sense of security.
Feeling sleepy, she gradually merged into the sound of breathing in the room.
…
When Solena woke up, she found herself lying in a warm room covered with soft blankets.
She subconsciously grabbed the baggage, but only touched the soft pillow filled with velvet. As she sat up, the thin quilt slipped away, revealing dirty clothes, like mud scattered in the clear water.
Solena gradually relaxed. She did not feel that this place was a prison, nor did she feel that a certain noble had taken a fancy to her.
"Believers..."
Echoing whispers floated in the back of her mind.
Solena trembled slightly, slowly lying on the blanket, reciting prayers devoutly, but was stopped.
A mist-like short silhouette gradually condensed in front of Solena, but when it was about to solidify, it quickly dispersed, maintaining the state of being peering through a fogged window.
"What happened..."
Solena prostrated and put her forehead against the hazy outline of her feet: "My lord, I acted in accordance with your oracle, and no one noticed me."
"schedule……"
"Thirty-four people are waiting to hear your revelation."
"There are other believers..."
"Have you found more believers? This is great!" Solena was sincerely happy.
"The Exorcist is here..."
Solena, who was lying on the blanket, paused briefly: "Yes... what do you need me to do?"
She didn't get an answer, and the feet pressed against her forehead gradually disappeared.
…
Lu Li slowly woke up and answered the waiting of the Swamp Mother and the twisted figure.
"The evil god doesn't know my existence yet, and has no plot against me. Temporarily."