The moment Duncan said the words "ignorance is bliss", the woman in the black dress already had a reaction!
But this time she did not try any futile fighting behavior. Instead, she grasped the chain at the feet of the death bird with one hand, waved the other hand behind her, summoning a hazy black mist in the air, and then turned around.
Run towards the cemetery entrance!
She could no longer care about her partner who had been possessed by the body, nor the other two accomplices who were dealing with the caretaker. The strange things that happened tonight were beyond her understanding, even as a person who signed a contract with the deep demon to live in symbiosis.
Annihilation cultist, she was also on the verge of the boundary of reason and courage.
Leave here, as far away as possible, as quickly as possible! Don’t continue to stay in the sight of the invisible and nameless intruder, don’t continue to coexist with that terrifying shadow!
Duncan frowned. He had not yet fully adapted to the body he had just occupied. Although he could clearly feel that this body was in better health than the one in the coffin just now, it was still difficult for him to keep up with the other person's escape.
However, he still stepped forward to catch up, casually slicing away the strange black mist summoned by the opponent when he escaped, adjusting to this new body, and casting his eyes on the opponent's embarrassed back.
And as he watched, the gas street lamps passing by the embarrassed fleeing woman suddenly began to flicker, and the originally bright and stable flames were suddenly stained with a touch of dark green.
The street lamps polluted by the tampered fire were like invisible footsteps, following the figures of the fleeing cultists, quickly spreading towards the entrance of the cemetery, and scattering green sparks along the way, getting closer and closer.
more!
But just when the green flames scattered in the street lights on both sides were about to catch up with the cultist, the strange bird made of pitch-black bone fragments suddenly screamed and flew up, its skeletal wings flying in the night sky
A large amount of smoke was thrown down, and its sharp scream seemed to tear apart a small area of time and space. Duncan could only see that large cracks seemed to suddenly appear in the darkness beside the cultist, and then those blurry and twisted cracks merged.
Became a huge black hole——
The skeletal monster screamed wildly and horribly, rushing desperately towards the dark hole that appeared out of thin air. The chains extending from its feet became straight in an instant. Amidst the harsh sound of the horn, the woman in black skirt
He was also suddenly dragged towards the cave entrance.
"Damn! Stop! You bastard! You beast!" The cultist struggled desperately, shouting in a changed tone, and his voice was filled with uncontrollable panic and despair, "No, no, no! Don't! Don't take it with you.
I'm going to Yousui...Help, help! No! No—"
With the last scream, the cultist was finally dragged by the chains and fell into the dark hole. The hole then closed with a roar, and finally disappeared in a trembling shadow.
The green light from the street lamps on both sides illuminated the empty cemetery path.
"This is a very unique escape route." Duncan looked at this sudden scene with some surprise. After a while, the corner of his mouth trembled. Then he seemed to suddenly remember something, "Did Shirley and Agou run away like this back then?
…But I remember she wasn’t afraid at all at that time, right?”
He frowned and looked at the direction in which the cultist disappeared. After thinking for a moment, he found nothing and could only retract his gaze.
The street lights dyed green on both sides quickly returned to normal as he withdrew his gaze, and the intertwined faint lights and shadows gradually returned to his feet like tentacles retracted in the darkness.
A slight crackling sound reached Duncan's ears at this moment.
He looked at the direction of the sound in confusion, only to find that it actually came from his own body - thin crackling sounds continued to come from all over the body, and in the gaps in the clothes, fine cracks could be seen.
Black smoke is seeping and rising.
Duncan was a little confused for a moment, not knowing what kind of unexpected situation this was. Then he suddenly opened the clothes near his chest, and finally saw the changes that were happening to his body:
His flesh and blood was turning into some kind of black char-like substance little by little, and there were already many gaps on the surface of the wrinkled skin. Black smoke and ashes ran out of those gaps as if rising from a pyre.
If he hadn't accepted the baptism of "opening up his heart" from the beginning, this weird and terrifying scene in front of him would definitely have a huge impact on Duncan, but now he has long been accustomed to these weird and evil things, and he is particularly calm at this moment, even
He also reached out and touched near his neck.
The change seems to start from the throat - the place that once coexisted with the deep demon and was connected to the chain.
Duncan immediately thought of the jellyfish-like deep demon that burned itself out of thin air.
After he took over this body, the "jellyfish" seemed to have gone on strike because it couldn't bear the pressure, and now the cultist's body began to collapse from the symbiotic chain... Could it be that as long as the symbiotic demon
If you die, this body will collapse?
Is this a characteristic of Annihilation cultists?
Duncan immediately thought of the greatest possibility, and at the same time, he even thought of Shirley and Agou - would there be a similar relationship between those two "people"?
You can ask Shirley carefully after you get back.
But first, think about what you should do now.
Duncan looked helplessly at the body that was rapidly disintegrating. At the same time, he couldn't help but think of the body he occupied when he came out of the coffin just now.
Although the reasons for the disintegration were different, the body seemed to have collapsed in the end.
"...Why is it so difficult to find a usable body?" He couldn't help but sigh, lamenting his bad luck. "It was much smoother in Purland than here."
He raised his head and looked at the iron fence at the end of his field of vision - in front of him was the entrance to the cemetery. After passing through the entrance, there seemed to be a large deserted and empty road. After passing through that empty area, there was a bustling city with bright lights.
The civilized world of Hanshuang is right in front of us, but I am afraid that this body that is constantly collapsing will be difficult to support through this journey, and even if I run into the city now, I am afraid that my body will be covered in smoke and crumbs when I walk.
Maybe if you successfully get some information, you will be sure to attract the night watch guards immediately.
He looked back at the cemetery again.
There are quite a few lying there in the morgue - but first of all, it is difficult to guarantee whether you will encounter another one with poor quality, and secondly, unpacking it is quite laborious.
This is a true blind box opening, and he has been struggling with it for long enough tonight.
After a brief weighing, Duncan raised his head and looked at the light coming from the other direction of the path.
That should be the direction of the caretaker's hut.
Duncan still remembered that two other cultists disguised themselves as death priests and went to the hut with the caretaker - although the caretaker seemed stubborn and unkind, at least he was a person who was loyal to his duties.
Cultists are not good people.
He walked toward the light at the end of the path.
…
There seemed to be some movement outside.
In the warm caretaker's cabin, the kettle on the stove was making a hissing sound, and the gas lamp nearby brought bright light to the room. The old caretaker was slowly playing with bottles and cans on the wooden shelves.
His trusty double-barreled shotgun hung on the iron hook.
Two men in black were watching the old man's movements in the hut, one of them was standing at the door and the other was standing by the window.
But their attention was clearly not entirely on the caretaker.
They were paying attention to the movement in the direction of the cemetery entrance, waiting for a certain signal.
But they didn't wait for the signal to say "it's over, evacuate". Instead, they only heard some vague and strange sounds coming from the direction of the trail.
The faint scream at the end was particularly disturbing.
"Did you hear anything?"
The old guard suddenly stopped and looked up at the window, which looked dirty and dim due to the passage of time. He listened intently to the movement outside the window - at this moment, there seemed to be only the hollow whistling of the wind in the night.
"There's no sound," the tall and strong man stood at the door and said immediately after hearing the caretaker's words. Although he was a little uneasy, letting the caretaker stay in the house was a higher priority at the moment. "
Maybe it's just a crow."
"Oh, crows," the old caretaker muttered, "crows are very annoying things. They will steal your food, and then stand proudly on the tree branch and laugh loudly... I hate thieves and uninvited people the most.
Bad guest, the crows took both."
The two men in black looked at each other in confusion, as if they felt that what the stubborn old man in front of them suddenly said was a bit inexplicable.
But the old guard didn't seem to care about the reactions of the two people, and just said to himself: "By the way, do you know why I followed the lady's suggestion and brought you two to my cabin?"
The shorter man in black seemed to be on guard, staring into the old guard's eyes: "Why?"
The old guard finally found what he was looking for among the pile of bottles and jars. While he unscrewed the lid and poured some crushed herbs into the stove, he said casually: "Because usually, two people are better than each other.
Four people are easy to deal with."
(First of all, I would like to thank Bai Yinmeng who "supports the motherland on the left and hugs the Kong Dynasty ship immortal Guyue on the right"! By the way, this name is so long...
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