One hundred and fifty-six. Now this is still prosperous, but it does not belong to Lu Li
Human beings cannot survive in the cold winter, fog and eternal night.
Even if there are evil spirits protecting me.
The twisted figure who knew this well passed down the oracle and searched for members at the gathering place who were willing to escort them out.
The believers led by the Tentacle Cultists who had contacted Lu Li and the others were disgusted and refused.
They cannot betray their faith and escort the "infidels" who are hostile to them.
But then, followers of the Church of the Vine arrived, claiming that it would send them safely out of Belfast.
"Did the prophet ask you to come?"
Lu Li didn't get an answer from the dull believer when he asked this question.
But silence is also an answer.
Because of Ever Dreamer's accurate prophecy and his previous acquaintance with Lu Li, they did not doubt whether the followers of the Vine Church could achieve it.
Follow the believers back to the Vine Church and enter a room.
Gray-brown mucus surged in the pool, and the Vine Church followers signaled Lu Li to enter the pool.
"No, I want to resist..."
Ophelia tried it first, her palms went deep into the pool, and the gray-brown mucus adhered to it, forming a layer of wax that gave off a strange smell.
High temperatures will melt the wax.
Confirming that it could help mask the aura, Lu Li walked into the mucus and let it cover his whole body.
The sanity counter covered in slime rattled, this was a price that had to be endured.
After being soaked for a short time, Lu Li emerged from the mucus, and his body surface was covered with a layer of gray-brown wax, which reflected an oily sheen when illuminated by an oil lamp.
It's uncomfortable, greasy, and inflexible to be wrapped in mucus wax, but it can't hide its advantages.
"We should go."
Lu Li's dark eyes flashed across Pusius' anxious face.
The door to the gathering place slowly opened, and outside the red haze of the bonfire was a void-like darkness.
The Vine Church believers walked out of the door dully.
Lu Li and others, who brought oil lamps with them, followed and left under the watchful eyes of other believers, walking into the depths of darkness and mist.
…
White snow falls through the gray fog into the black world.
The wax masked Lu Li's "human" smell.
But this does not mean safety. In the fog tide, weirdness is both the prey and the hunter...
Ophelia restrained her breath. Wraiths were by no means high on the food chain in the strange fog, and venting their breath rashly would only attract predators.
The followers of the Church of the Vine gave them some peace of mind. They knew that they would leave the church and that they would be forced to travel through the fog and eternal night.
They were not alone in the mist wrapped in darkness.
There were footsteps walking with them, and there were sounds of passing away.
They once encountered dense spots of light like oil lamps passing on the street corner in front of them.
We don't know what it is, we just know that it is definitely not the same existence as them.
The path out of Belfast is not a straight one. The dull believers follow the prophet's oracle and walk among the ruins of Belfast, avoiding surface and hidden dangers.
This makes the prophet's predictions more intuitive.
Nearing noon in the eternal night, they approached the top of the mountain of Suqad, with Agate Lake in front of them.
When the Vine Church believers stop, they will no longer be escorted on the road behind them.
"It...they're still behind."
Pusius huddled at his feet.
Pusius could feel the closeness beating in his blood, which frightened him.
They can too.
"Did the Prophet say anything else?"
"No."
Next, they will no longer be protected by the prophet. Or, in other words, the prophet thinks they can solve the next road?
"Lu...Mr. Lu Li, Miss Ophelia..."
The hair fell off in pieces and was sticky with a fishy smell. The embarrassed and dirty Pusius raised his face and said: "Let me stay. They know where I am. If I follow you, it will only cause trouble..."
Ophelia kept quiet and waited for Lu Li to pronounce Pusius's verdict.
"Lead them to Agate Lake."
Pusius suddenly raised his face and said to Lu Li.
The breath worms and spawn vampires occupying Agate Lake should be able to hold back the pursuing heretics.
"Then come back and we'll wait for you on the back side of the mountain."
"Mr. Lu Li..."
"Hurry up."
Lu Li interrupted his emotion.
Puseus, who was not abandoned, let out an excited bark, grabbed the fluorite thrown by Ophelia, and rushed into the darkness.
Lu Li and Ophelia continued on their way to the north of the mountain.
But before the Vine Church believers disappeared into the haze of oil lamps, Pusius roared and rushed back.
"Don't think about it, leave!"
Ophelia knocked him out easily and looked at Lu Li with the back of her neck.
"Go to Watchtown." Lu Li said.
Maybe there is a place where they can hide.
The outline of the building no longer showed at the edge of the oil lamp's light, and the broken bluestone road was replaced by snow.
The road to Shouwang Town seemed to be calm, except for the strange sounds deep in the fog, and they had no close contact with the beings in the fog.
This usually means two things.
The being in the fog is not interested in this place, or
The turbulent air currents blow away the wind and snow, and the smelly wind blows against your face.
At the edge of the oil lamp, a huge abyss-like mouth opened, swallowing the two people who were caught off guard. In an instant, they dehydrated into skins and were torn to pieces by the sweeping wind and snow.
They held their breath and stayed where they were for a few minutes before resuming their journey.
Thanks to the unknown being in the fog, they didn't encounter other beings in the fog and rushed into Watch Town smoothly.
There is no sight of the Teegolai family occupying this place in Watchtown, nor of the Pavlovian Transformers that attacked not long ago. The snow has buried all traces of their battle.
"You want...to ask the Teye...family...to help you?"
"no."
Pusius has not yet woken up, so there is no way to know the location of the pagans from him. But it is not all bad, at least Pusius can no longer be their eyes.
Lu Li leaned towards the edge of the street, searching for the buildings in his memory along the shin-thick snow.
The outline of the house seemed to be parasitized and covered with frozen capsules, but Lu Li could still remember the location.
Neither the Tegolay family members nor Pavlov's shapeshifters were anywhere to be seen.
They seem to have left this place.
The ugly and deformed capsule covering the building made it difficult to distinguish the building, but Lu Li found it.
Entering the building from the entrance of the lair, the fungi covering every part of the floor, walls, and ceilings froze into crystal flowers.
When he came to the outline of the iron door, Lu Li pulled out his dagger and cut through the frozen germ blanket, then opened the iron door.
A dark hole leading to the basement appears.
Anna entered first with an oil lamp. Lu Li silently stared at his back and followed him down the steps.
"This is...where."
Stepping down the last step, Ophelia raised the oil lamp.
The ruins of the collapsed basement are revealed.
"An Exorcist's House."
Lu Li bent down and reached for the gravel, then thought of something and looked at his bandaged left hand.
"He...is still there?"
"He's in hell. Help me get rid of these rubbles."
"Feel sorry……"
Ophelia handed the oil lamp to Lu Li, touched the gravel, and released her power to burn the gravel red, gradually melting it into a viscous molten liquid.
"Then...what are you looking for...?"
The scorching molten fluid flows around him, and deep in the basement dyed dark red, a dark carved door carved into the wall emerges.