Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Is this the family of abandoned children? The number of samples has suddenly increased.

Sitting in the church, Fu Qian naturally saw the harvest scene outside.

Including Simon's judgment.

While agreeing with the other party's opinion, it only took him half a second to come up with his own comment on the scene - it didn't challenge his imagination, but it challenged his vagus nerve.

At a glance, it was just an area in front of me. There were nearly two figures of abandoned children, and there was no natural outline in it.

Arms and legs, sharp teeth, sharp horns, even the enchanting scratches on the carapace...weird biological forms, and even pure abstract concepts, are blended together in a completely unsubtle way.

It has a sense of inclusiveness like hot pot base.

It's a pity that the quality of the preparation is really poor. It's beyond description as spicy to the eyes and almost triggers physiological convulsions in the stomach.

If after the witch was born, all she saw was this scene, it would not be surprising to make a judgment about the end of the world.

As for why such a scene occurs now, it is not difficult to think of the reason - the nightmare is about to collapse.

Being torn apart by the glorious tyrant, Fu Qian could clearly feel the shaky state.

The scene in front of them should be the last dance made by the people of the religious group after weighing the situation and letting go of certain restrictions.

All I can say is that they are very cooperative.

You must know that the small church currently located is obviously the high point in the center of the town.

Proclaim my dark moon gospel today.

……

On the square, after understanding what they saw, some people were already screaming for the rich products in the distance.

Well……

Of course, there are also people whose vagus nerves cannot resist the challenge, and the contents of their stomachs rush out in spurts, which provides strong evidence for Fu Qian’s judgment.

However, even so, most of the people in the square still did not flee blindly.

After all, there is a very simple question before us, where to run?

Anyone with a little bit of eyesight can tell that the current location is already relatively safe.

The only place more suitable for hiding is probably the church behind me.

The main problem now is the person inside. It doesn't feel that the level of terror is any less... but he just sent out another invitation.

At one time, more than one person was peeking at the church door, including Ms. Amira.

"Want to go in?"

After signaling with her eyes, she directly consulted the two church members for their opinions.

"Is that necessary? How much difference can there be between here and inside?"

Reginald frowned immediately.

"And our plan isn't to confirm the nature of the fog?"

"But the guy just mentioned the tides."

Amira shook her head slightly and answered quickly.

"Since there is not much difference between here and inside, we can observe two things at the same time, even the guy's reaction to the tide."

It seems like it's really...that guy said the tide was rising just now.

Although he really didn't want to deal with the lunatic in the church, Reginald was not going to ignore the facts because of this. With Amira's reminder, he instantly realized the exchange just after the murderous intention from the sky.

"I didn't realize it at the time."

He subconsciously asked Simon for his opinion with his eyes, and the latter nodded directly, indicating that the other party noticed the strangeness earlier than he did.

Without saying anything else, the hunter walked directly towards the chapel the next moment.

"Let's go in."

Simon's attitude was so resolute, Reginald immediately respected the team's opinion and signaled Amira to help him. The identities of these three people are undoubtedly very guiding.

Seeing them ascending the steps step by step, the inner struggle of the crowd almost instantly became unbalanced.

what--

And almost at the same time, screams came from afar.

Following the sound, there were more than one figure running towards this side from the position where the mist had just washed away.

The reason for such uniform movements was also clear at a glance - the thick fog that was washing back was chasing behind them at a faster speed.

Obviously, there is always a sense of luck. The fog tide that just receded gave them a good hope that the crisis has been resolved.

Unfortunately, the thick fog turned out to be like a real tide, quickly rushing in again at a higher speed.

At this time, among the fleeing crowd, the police officer who was one of the gatekeepers could be seen.

Driven by fear, he moved very slowly until he was stopped by a snail shell covered with fish scales.

There are more than one heads poking out from it, but their movements are far less swift than a snail.

Bah!

After all, as combatants, the frightened police officers chose to attack when faced with this shocking scene.

Even he is equipped with the weapons of the Order.

……

A ball of entangled electric light was ejected from the barrel of the gun with an exaggerated caliber.

It's a bit similar to the one used by the naked enlightened lady in the cult, but it's just a little more powerful.

Watching the struggle for survival in this nightmare, I silently commented before paying.

Compared with the potential contaminated people in the square, the police officers are obviously more inclined to the nightmare protozoa to form the basic order.

In essence, this desire to survive is purer than most people pouring into the church at this moment.

And it seems that because of his decisiveness, the police officer's struggle, which was destined to be meaningless, temporarily achieved quite good results.

Under the impact, the thing protruding from the snail shell swayed, and actually shrank back.

The gun was thrown to the ground, and the police officer didn't even think about loading it again. He just walked around the monster in front of him and ran away without his life.

Fortunately, he didn't face any more tackles.

Even if the body is submerged by the mist tide for the second time.

Amid the clearer sound of washing, the thick fog had covered almost half of the town and was approaching the church.

When they retreated again, the police officer who was in a daze was overjoyed when he realized that he had not been swallowed. He locked the church steeple and ran away again.

In fact, the crowd in the square in front of the church made the same choice as him.

Following Amira and the three others, a group of people rushed into the church to seek shelter.

what--

But only half a second later, someone noticed the scene on the dome and screamed.

Obviously, unlike Amira and the other three, they were not mentally prepared for this scene.

For a moment, the crowd almost retreated faster than when they entered.

But at the same time, another wave of fog came outside, making them subconsciously not want to retreat to the square.

In the small church that was finally used as a shelter, a strange scene suddenly appeared - compared to the few people inside, more people listening to the gospel stood on the steps in front of the church, looking desperately at the people being swallowed up by the waves. small town.

"welcome."

Fu Qian did not force it, and the next moment he withdrew his gaze and said hello to the three more pious members of the cult.

"So where has Mr. Prout gone? Do you have a clue now?" (End of Chapter)