The undead bird made of illusory flesh and blood and crystal bones, the shrill and strange female voice, the rising and burning green flames - and the strange sentences that no one can understand.
Shirley's already somewhat hazy consciousness suddenly came to her senses. She looked at the strange bird that suddenly broke in in front of her in astonishment and circled in the air again, while the figures of the final preachers around her were
The strange birds froze in strange postures while circling, just like...the people on the screen in the "cinema" suddenly stopped because of the cassette.
One of these monsters was even stagnated while stepping forward, so that his body was almost floating in the air, looking weird, scary, and a little ridiculous.
The undead bird circled again. This time, the door and vortex formed by green flames opened in the air, and then a tall figure stepped out and came to Shirley.
"I remember I reminded you that you can ask for help when you encounter difficulties," Duncan lowered his head and quietly stared at the girl who was lying on the ground, covered in blood, "Why didn't you come to me?"
"I...I forgot," Shirley blinked. The moment Duncan appeared, she discovered that the pollution and curse she had suffered from the Evangelist of the End were fading rapidly, and along with the harsh noise and noise in her mind
The frenzied consciousness quickly subsided, and her mind gradually returned to consciousness, with a strange and tangled look on her face, "My mind was very confused just now... Yes, these guys kept screaming, making me dizzy...
"
Duncan slowly turned his head and glanced at the attackers who had been pinned in mid-air by Ai Yin's high ping blow.
This is the first time he has seen this strange... thing. It looks a bit like a human, and it is still wearing human tattered clothes, but its whole body has mutated to the point where it almost loses its human appearance. The flesh and blood of its limbs are twisted, and bone spurs are sprouting from every part of its body.
It extended from one joint, with a fanatical and funny look on its face, almost uglier than Agou.
Duncan frowned and looked back at Shirley: "Did they beat you? Where did all this come from?"
"They beat me!" Shirley said loudly immediately. The moment she blurted out these words, she felt something was wrong, but she quickly put this strange feeling aside, "I don't either.
Knowing where these guys come from, Agou said that they are the final preachers, the madmen who follow the subspace..."
"Preacher of the End... those who follow the subspace?!" Duncan was still a little careless at first, but after hearing the second half of Shirley's words, his expression suddenly changed slightly, and then he seemed to have thought of something, and immediately looked
Xiang Ai Yin, "Don't throw them away yet!"
While he was speaking, the final missionaries whose figures were frozen by Ai Yin already showed signs of flickering, but Ai Yin quickly flapped his wings, and the three attackers were about to be isolated from reality.
Suddenly he returned to the real dimension, and Ai Yin's sharp cry sounded in the room: "The network is connected, the network is connected!"
"Send them to the ship," Duncan nodded to the pigeon spirit, "I'll take care of them on the deck over there."
"The mission must be achieved! The mission must be achieved!"
Ai Yin screamed twice and quickly drew a whirlpool of flames in the air. The figures of the three final evangelists disappeared in the blink of an eye amid the rising spiritual fire.
In the dimly lit room, only Duncan, Agou and Shirley were left, as well as three corpses not far away who had been smashed into final missionary cakes by meteor dogs.
Shirley stared blankly at what was happening in front of her, watching the subspace believers who almost killed her and Agou disappear into the room in the blink of an eye - the "battle" ended so strangely and easily.
, it’s not even a battle at all.
Mr. Duncan didn't take any action at all. From the beginning to the end, he never cared about the methods or special curses of those final preachers. He just appeared here, and then seemed to have a little interest in those guys, so he took them away casually.
It's like picking up a few stones on the roadside. _o_m
He may not have realized that those cultists were "combatant".
At this moment, Duncan's voice suddenly came, interrupting Shirley's random thoughts: "How is your injury?"
Shirley suddenly woke up from the thought of "Mr. Duncan is so scary". Her first reaction was to show off her habit and pretend to be dismissive of her injuries, but...
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Just as she was about to speak, she bared her teeth and said "Hey, you". The heartbreaking pain in her back and the pain in her arms came at the same time, making her unable to hold back and cursed: "It hurts so much..."
Duncan looked at her with concern: "Should I take you to the hospital?"
"Don't!" Shirley suddenly reacted and continued to grin while trying to hold herself up, "I have no money..."
Duncan was stunned: "Is this about money? You're already like this!"
"I'm not done yet," Shirley finally sat up. "My physique is different from ordinary people. Someone will definitely find out when I go to the hospital. If it attracts the attention of the church, I can't explain it. And you see-"
As she spoke, she raised her arm to let Duncan look at her wound.
The wound is healing - after the curse and pollution of the Evangelist of the End have subsided, her self-healing ability has been restored. Now the ferocious tear is no longer bleeding, and the contaminants deep in the wound have also been squeezed out by the wriggling flesh and blood.
When it comes out, the growth rate of new meat is visible to the naked eye.
Moreover, the most severe wound on her back was gradually recovering. Although it was still very painful, Shirley knew that she had survived this time.
"As long as those final missionaries don't keep pushing me, I'm not afraid of them," Shirley said stiffly, raising her head, "How could I be lying on the ground with such an injury...hissing pain..."
A slight scratching sound suddenly came from not far away, interrupting Shirley's beeping.
She and Duncan listened to the sound at the same time, only to see that the sound was coming from a dead Evangelist, whose deformed and mutated body had turned into a gray mass like weathered rock at some point.
, and began to shatter inch by inch, and the residue continued to peel off, and then weathered into ash and quickly dissipated before falling to the ground.
While the corpses of the missionaries continued to weather and peel off, the room shrouded in curtains also changed - the shadows that had been lingering outside the window began to fade away quickly, and the light of the street lights from the direction of the street also returned.
With the return to normalcy, the abnormal shadows in the house and the cold malice entrenched everywhere also dissipated.
"...In the end, the preacher dedicated himself to the subspace, and now it's time to pay the price," Agou's voice sounded muffled, answering Duncan's confusion, "These scum will be swallowed up by the subspace, not even a particle of dust
None of them will stay in the real world.”
"...Then it's quite environmentally friendly for cultists like this to die," Duncan mused. "It saves the trouble of cleaning up the scene."
Then he turned to look at Shirley: "Are you feeling better? If you are feeling better, then come with me."
As the words fell, a cluster of green flames also appeared in the air. Ai Yin flew out of the flames, circled around and landed on his shoulders.
"Follow you?" Shirley didn't react for a moment, "Where to go..."
"You're not planning to spend the night here today, are you?" Duncan raised his finger and pointed at the mess in the room, "Do you think this place can still be inhabited?"
Shirley stood up slowly, holding on to the wall, and glanced at the old house where she and Agou had lived together for many years.
There were smashed furniture everywhere, corroded debris everywhere, and everything valuable or not was completely destroyed.
In fact, there wasn't much in the first place.
Shirley lowered her eyelids and remained silent for a while.
"The patrolling guards didn't seem to notice the movement here. We can still pack up our things." Duncan sighed. He knew Shirley's current mood, but he couldn't comfort him. "But no matter what, we definitely can't live here."
—— Even if you don’t consider these smashed things, you have to consider whether there will be more attackers in the future. Although it is not yet known why those final missionaries will come to you, but you have been targeted by them
…”
Duncan said no more.
He knew that Shirley was a much more mature child than she appeared. This girl had grown up in a harsh environment and should know her priorities.
"I... pack my things." Shirley said in a low voice.
"Need help?" Duncan asked.
"No need," Shirley shook her head, "There are... very few things."
She really has very little.
Duncan only waited for a short while, and Shirley packed up the things she wanted to take away from a few nooks and crannies, just some inconspicuous things.
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There were a lot of old things, including a small rag doll that was almost in tatters and disintegrating. In addition, there were a few old clothes that were not destroyed. Two slightly deformed small iron boxes seemed to contain jingling bits and pieces.
She put all these things into an old small box, carried the box to Duncan, and lowered her head honestly: "It's all packed."
Agou turned to look at the small box in Shirley's hand, and muttered in a low voice: "You take all these away...so we won't come back in the future?"
Shirley said nothing.
Duncan glanced at the girl in front of him quietly, and a gentle smile slowly appeared on his face.
He stepped forward and pressed the girl's hair.
"Let's go home."
Green flames rose into the sky, and the undead bird spread its wings in the flames, blocking Shirley's last view back at the cabin.
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