One hundred and fifty-eight. He walked quietly alone, he made a mess
"The Gate of Hell..."
There was a faint sound that echoed in the cold basement.
Darkness surrounds this place, and there are no more colors except black and purer black.
The murmur merged into the darkness and silence returned.
But at a certain moment, a low awakening sound sounded from the attic outside the basement.
"Well..."
The young man climbed up with his cold and stiff body, looking around at the darkness around him blankly.
I'm alive?
He couldn't help but think that he suddenly discovered the fact that frightened him
The surging darkness enveloped him.
Light...light!
The young man groped around in horror, touched the broken, cold oil lamp with dry fuel, and hugged it in his arms in despair.
Time passed minute by minute, but nothing happened.
Why am I okay?
Feeling confused, he looked around and saw the dim light reflected from the snow outside the attic window, and a shadow of a girl that was darker than the darkness, elegant and profound.
The monster in the dark is coming for me! Am I...am I going to die...
The young man thought with horror on his face. What made his emotions freeze was the image of the girl walking outside the door.
"I...I am Jon...you...do you know me,"
Jon couldn't help but make a sound when he realized something.
"You know what? Is it you?"
"You're already dead," she said.
Dead...?
Jon was stunned as memories of the recent past flooded into his mind.
The palm of his hand subconsciously touched his chest. In addition to dried blood, there were also pierced holes.
"Those monsters...Tashana..."
With tears and snot running down his face, Jon buried himself in resentment, pain, and reluctance.
"I didn't lose my memory, and I didn't collapse when I found out about my death... was it a success?"
If there is a soft sound that sounds like nothing.
Jon raised his head in pain: "Excuse me...how long can I live?"
"Let others know you are dead, or be killed again."
"What……?"
…
"What is the symbol...?"
Ophelia looked at the symbol that resembled the outline of a girl.
Lu Li took out the information about the Church of Shadow and handed it to her. The same symbol was drawn on the first page.
"How...do they...know...this place?"
"If the church had anything to do with her, of course it would know about it."
There is a Shadow Church logo here, and there should be other clues.
Unfortunately, the ruins were melted into lava by Ophelia, and there are no other clues in the basement.
They walked out of the basement, closed the iron door, and searched the house, but found nothing except a blood stain in the attic that was deeper than the floor and a broken oil lamp.
The reason why the Shadow Church appeared here is a mystery. The ruins outside the Gate of Hell are still there, and Hades has never seen anyone else arriving...
"Let Weiner Freeze Harbor investigate the origin of the church symbol," Lu Li said to the businessman Anthony.
"You...doubt..."
"Anna and I are the only ones who know this place."
"And...me."
"And me!" The eldest sister also echoed. "But I don't understand."
"Shadow...symbol of the Church..."
"It may come from Anna, or it may be the symbol left by Anna."
Back on the streets blown by the cold wind, they have two choices to solve Pusius's troubles.
Return to the Church of the Twisted Vine to wait out the disaster, or move forward in the tabooed fog and eternal night.
"footprint."
The eldest sister, whose doll's head was covered with snowflakes, stretched out her little finger and pointed towards the darkness deep in the alley.
The approaching oil lamp dispersed the fog and darkness, illuminating a pair of footprints on the dusky snow that extended deep into the alley.
Because of the wind, the alley footprints have been preserved to the greatest extent.
The time for leaving footprints is after the cold winter, no more than a week.
The stripes on the soles indicate that it is a human being, or at least a humanoid being that can wear shoes.
Lu Li's guess was wrong. Is he really from the Church of Shadow?
Ophelia looked at Lu Li, waiting for him to make a decision.
…
"It's... right here."
Jon gritted his teeth and lifted up the cellar planks.
His hands were red from the cold.
It's incredible that dead people can still feel cold.
With emotion, Jon turned around and crawled into the cellar. Not long after, the dim light of the oil lamp came on at the bottom.
The empty cellar contained only a bed made of clothes and useless garbage in the corner, and a few fluorites in a glass jar emitted a faint light.
Oil lamps are a scarce resource and Jon rarely uses them.
This cellar on the edge of Watchtown is equally cold, but much better than the ground.
Jon didn't know why the girl's shadow followed him. After lighting the oil lamp, he stood aside cautiously, ignoring the hole in his chest and the blood stains.
Nothing happened after that. The elegant silhouette of the girl's shadow was just projected on the wall and she watched quietly for a moment, then turned and left.
"Are you leaving?"
Jon asked subconsciously, and when he saw that the girl's shadow ignored him, he shouted quickly.
"Please wait! Can you tell me what to call you?"
"Shadow of a Girl."
A soft murmur sounded.
"Thank you...you are a good...good person."
"Good people..."
A cold wind blew sharply through the cellar entrance.
Seeing the shadow of the girl who revived him but then left, Jon was left alone in the cellar and fell into confusion.
I shouldn’t be considered a human being anymore, right?
Do we still want to stay here to survive? It will be impossible to find food in Watchtown after those monsters leave...
So where to go? Belfast or Himfast? I heard that the Lennon Islands and a place called Vina Ice-Free Harbor on the Main Continent are safe...
…
Bang
Ophelia lifted the cellar planks.
The dusty corrupt gas gushes out.
"It should be...right...here."
Unfortunately, the footprints disappeared after leaving the alley. They followed the direction to the edge of Watchtown, and the sharp-eyed elder sister discovered the cellar.
Ophelia held the oil lamp with her hand and reached into the cellar. The bottom was not visible at the edge of the cellar, and it was deeper than expected.
He raised his finger and lowered his dark red magma fingertips, forming bright threads that revealed the outline of the cellar.
It also illuminates that delicate and fair side face that seems to have a blush.
In the corner is a bed made of old clothes, useless garbage, a desk and a glass bottle with fluorite on it.
Anna tilted her head and said to Lu Li, "It's...safe inside."
Lu Li lowered his eyes, and when he raised them again, he nodded slightly to Ophelia.
He and Ophelia entered the cellar, leaving the merchant outside.
Lu Li, who was holding an oil lamp, leaned against the desk. There was nothing in the drawer.
The people who hid here took away everything they could except the fluorite.
"Here... symbol."
Ophelia discovered something.
At the bottom of the ladder, there is another logo of the Shadow Church engraved.
It was of no use as they knew nothing except that Anna or the Church of Shadows had been here.
Leave the cellar and look around.
There are no footprints, the snow covers everything and is blown away by the wind.
The clue breaks here.
But at the dark and hazy edge ahead, Lu Li saw Anna wearing a white dress, standing barefoot on the snow, her eyes curled up and waving to him.
