Restarting the myth

The town was ablaze with flames and billowing black smoke. The sacrifice ceremony was going on. Even if you were not there, you could imagine the bloody massacre going on.

"Damn it, the sacrifice has already begun."

Veronica gritted her teeth and shouted at the slide: "The Death Walker is in the town. We missed it. You two quickly find the exit and climb up. I will rush over to save people first. The car is left to you."

After that, Veronica took a deep breath, clenched her fist and punched forward.

With a loud bang, gravel and powder flew everywhere. In the dust, a large hole was torn down in the outer wall of the castle.

Veronica jumped with Monica in her arms and fell from a height of five meters, splashing a large amount of mud and water when she landed.

She rushed to the town of Kafuno at a very fast speed. After a few breaths, her figure was covered by the oak forest.

In the sky, the moon seemed to have dropped a distance and became larger than before. A flickering orange-red color appeared on the bumpy surface, as if there was a dancing fire.

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At the bottom of the slide, Wayne sat up with his hands supporting his hard muscles. When he fell, he hit the wall and his head was buzzing.

Lights and fires lit up on both sides of the passage, guiding him all the way to the corner at the end of the passage.

Wayne found himself sitting on William, who was lying on his back. He could see the shyness on William's face from above.

You are blushing like a bubble teapot!

Wayne was so embarrassed by the show that he stood up with a curse. He closed his eyes and thought about Veronica's figure and face, and finally dispelled the psychological shadow that William brought to him.

Before Wayne turned around and climbed up, he heard Veronica's voice. His head was still a little confused and he didn't hear what the other party said clearly. He only knew that there was a loud bang and the slide was blocked.

Wayne tried twice, but the inclined slide was difficult to use. Every time he tried to push the stone away, he would slide down due to the reaction force.

He said to William unhappily: "What are you doing? Help me!"

William nodded repeatedly and stood behind Wayne, ready to push his butt. Seeing Wayne's gloomy face, he scratched his head: "If you feel embarrassed, I can be in front and you can push me."

Please have some common sense. Can I push a big golden retriever weighing more than 200 pounds?

No, you scheming 1, don't even think about touching my hand with your butt!

Wayne gave up the idea of ​​returning the same way and frowned, "William, I didn't hear what Veronica said just now. Did you hear it?"

"She said the sacrifice has begun and the Death Walker is in the town. She left first and asked us to hurry over."

William took a deep breath: "Wayne, you have to be mentally prepared. Saving people is important. We may not be able to lift the curse this time."

Wayne nodded. Things have their priorities. It should be so. Then he complained: "I know she is in a hurry to save people, but saving the two of us won't take much time. Now we can only bite the bullet and move forward."

"It doesn't matter. We raided the Death Walker's lair to prevent him from having other plans." William was not worried about Veronica. The descendants of dragon blood had strong physical output. As long as Veronica was willing, she could beat the Death Walker into a picture.

On the contrary, it would be more troublesome to capture him alive.

"That's right, but I..."

Wayne hesitated. If this was a horror movie, splitting up would be a taboo.

"With my protection, you will be fine." William patted his chest and made a bodybuilding pose.

Wayne's face became darker. It was late at night and the castle was empty. It was useless for him to shout at the top of his lungs.

He picked up the gravel on the ground and threw it forward to ask for directions. After several attempts to confirm that there was no triggering mechanism, he persuaded William to walk in front.

"Veronica said that the Death Walker is in the town and we are safe..."

William muttered, walking forward one step at a time. Wayne was too cautious, which made him a little panicked.

"Being careful won't go wrong."

Wayne reminded him, and there was no abnormal prompt from the supernatural sense, indicating that the castle was safe, at least for now.

The two walked along the torch road. After several turns, Wayne smelled the smell of wine. He waved to William, and the two walked into the bunker warehouse to look for something handy.

Perhaps there was only one warehouse inside the castle, where wine and some daily necessities were piled together. Wayne did not find a crowbar, and William only found a flashlight.

It's not very useful, they have flashlights on them.

The good news is that Wayne filtered the smell in the air and confirmed that there was only one living person in the castle besides them. The person who was sweeping the grave was Mike, who would return to the town of Kafuno every year.

"Why does this guy come back every year, just to sweep the grave?"

Wayne muttered to himself, and quickly found the exit from the passage according to the smell in the air.

The mechanism activated the stone door, and the two came to the platform high in the castle. It was square and very wide, facing the castle gate. It was obviously built with military use in mind.

It was night, starless, and the giant moon overlooked the earth, making everyone who looked up feel depressed.

The weeds in the center of the platform were cleared, and the inverted triangle symbol was outlined with black ink. A puff of black smoke was lingering, twisting in the air and turning into disorderly swaying black arms.

The arms were of different sizes, there were adults and children, men and women, and big and small palms stretched to the sky, as if to pull the moon down.

The terrible scene made Wayne feel angry. His desire to destroy was magnified bit by bit, slowly eroding his calm rationality. The speed was very slow, but it had already caused him discomfort.

William already had the same feeling. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a dazzling light exploded in his eyes. Under the influence of magic, the brilliance of the sun spread all over the platform.

His whole body was bathed in light, and his strong body and determined expression made him look invincible.

But Wayne sensed something was wrong. At the moment William broke up the death ritual, the supernatural induction that had not been active for a long time issued a strong warning.

A black arm emerged from the black mist and turned into a dark monster.

human form.

The surface of the body is like a black poisonous snake entangled and swimming, twisting everywhere. At the eyes and mouth, the gray cavity spirals downward like a bottomless pit.

This monster is a head taller than William, has no neck, and its torso and limbs are as thick as a strong man one second, and as slender as branches the next, with no stable body shape.

William had turned into a small light man at this moment, with white steam rising from his body, and the billowing heat waves oppressed the black monster and kept wailing.

Without the entanglement of fighting for 300 rounds, William smashed the monster into pieces with one punch, then raised a ball of light with both hands and pushed it straight towards the twisting tentacles.

The black tentacles swarmed down and enveloped William completely.

Like butter meeting a hot knife, the screams came one after another, making the eardrums sting and the gums sore. Wayne, the nearest man, was in a trance, dizzy and almost unsteady on his feet.

When he came to his senses, the ringing in his ears was still there, his stomach was churning, and he lowered his head, but nothing came out.

Light defeated darkness, and William successfully interrupted the ceremony. The light on his body weakened rapidly. He threw out the can in his pocket and used the last bit of magic power to activate the props. The wildly growing green plants drowned the inverted triangle symbol, eliminating the possibility of restarting the ceremony.

The magic props were made by Veronica. Although William cannot use the power of the goddess of nature, due to the alliance between the three goddesses, his magic power can inspire the magic props made by the natural cultists.

The rapidly growing vines took root in the masonry ground and opened up a towering bulge. William's magic power was exhausted and his energy was also depleted. His feet slipped and he fell down.

Bang!

"Wayne, you are so heartless, I thought you would catch me." William said aggrievedly.

"What are you thinking about? Don't look at how much you weigh!" Wayne said he was helpless. He wanted to, but he was afraid of being smashed to death.

He stepped forward to help William up, and the two of them walked along the stone steps of the castle to the garden. In the distance, they saw a shadow floating over the tombstone.

Wayne knew that the other party couldn't hurt him, but he was still a little frightened when he passed by.

What if she suddenly scares me?

William answered this question and yelled at the ghost as he passed by, scaring the coward Ah Piao into retreating underground.

Take advantage of ghosts when they are not prepared and scare them!

Wayne said he had learned it and would try it next time. William said proudly: "Look at how spoiled they are. I was afraid of disturbing the Death Walker before. Otherwise, how could my majestic followers of the Sun Goddess be frightened by a few ghosts?" ”

No need to explain, there is no shame in being afraid of ghosts.

William's words made sense, but Wayne saw the most real version of them. The magician could easily destroy Ah Piao, and the magician was afraid of Ah Piao. There was no conflict between the two concepts.

The two left the manor step by step and walked through the mud to find the blue car. Wayne started the vehicle, turned on the headlights and headed straight for the small town of Kafuno.

The fire was still spreading, but God did not stop the heavy rain.

This time, there was no need to worry about alerting the enemy. Wayne rounded the corner at the fastest speed, his tires skidded and floated a distance, scaring William into screaming.

Soon, the blue car stopped in front of the town. Wayne's heart was beating wildly, and the supernatural sense sounded an alarm like never before.

Danger!

Deadly danger is everywhere!

"Wait a minute, something is wrong..."

Wayne called out to William who was rushing forward. He took a deep breath of the air and said with his scalp numbing: "We are late, there is no smell of living people here, it is all the smell of corruption..."

It was so corrupt that it seemed like it had been dead for a long time and had just been dug up.

"Why didn't I smell it?" William didn't know why.

At this moment, a figure rushed towards the two of them. It was Veronica. Behind him was a town burning in flames, as well as shadows with twisted limbs and stiff and weird movements.

Veronica's face was covered with dust. She asked Wayne and William to get in the car quickly, got into the driver's seat, started the car and left.

"Wait a minute, where is Monica?" William asked hurriedly.

"Stop talking nonsense, get in the car quickly, there is no time to explain."

Veronica urged anxiously, but William's expression became more and more indifferent. He violently opened the driver's door, opened a circle of faint light with his fist, and hit Veronica hard on the face.

With just a click, Veronica's neck was broken, and half of her face was shattered. Under the fresh skin were dry and contracted black-gray muscles and yellow and brittle bones.

"Veronica will never abandon Monica. Don't even try to lie to me."

William dragged the counterfeiter out of the car, and Wayne took out crowbars from the trunk, one for each person, and banged them with pinging bells, successfully dismantling the fragile counterfeit into parts.

Not far away, a large number of fragile items slowly approached, and the full moon in the sky seemed to have dropped a little...