Teresa won't starve

In just a blink of an eye, Alisa stood up in shock because of the changes outside, and even turned over the chair behind her.

Teresa, who was focusing on fighting "World Fat" (post-Honkai Book BOSS), was taken aback.

He hurriedly got out of bed, put on his shoes and ran to Alisa's side, looked up at the window which was about to catch up with his height, and saw the strange black and red sign on the sky.

A bird whose main body is black, with its body partly pierced by a hollow red circle, looks very uncomfortable.

"what is that?"

"Devil." Alyssa glanced down at Teresa, and added: "Great devil."

617 "Watching Mission"

For most people in the small town of Hank, today is destined to be a special day.

Because no one thought that on this peaceful day, this remote town would be attacked by a high-ranking demon.

......

Stationed in the Holy Church branch in Hank Township.

At this time, the entrance of the sanctuary was already overcrowded. People who had dismissed this place in the past all hoped to join the sanctuary so as to obtain the 'serum' that could cure the 'bad plague'.

However, what they didn't know was that the reason why the 'Temple' set this rule was mainly because the output of serum was too little.

In order to avoid being discovered by others, the 'Temple' had to restrict outsiders from joining, and only those lucky ones who were truly worthy of the 'Temple' were eligible to use the 'serum'.

Therefore, there will be only one way to wait for the result of these people - turning into zombies.

"How pitiful!"

As the resident 'judgment', William looked at the beings in front of him with a kind of compassionate but ruthless eyes, watching them resort to unscrupulous means to survive, watching them scratch off layer after layer of dead skin due to unstoppable itching, revealing the pale 'new skin' underneath.

I believe that after one, no, maybe half a scale at most, they will become brainless zombies.

But what does this have to do with them?

"Put away your stingy compassion." The companion around him showed a disgusted expression without hesitation, as if even he couldn't bear the fake compassion of his companion: "Instead of saying such words, it is better to actually save them."

"..."

It seemed that because the words were pertinent enough, William was silent for a moment and then nodded: "You are right, as it should be."

Then he opened his hands in front of the commotion of the crowd listening to their conversation.

"Bless you, holy children."

Subsequently.

Serene smiles appeared on the faces of the people, and each of them melted into a burnt yellow liquid like people made of wax, and finally flowed into the sewer.

After the square in front of the church became 'clean' again, he turned around with a smile on his face and said to his companions: "May they find eternal peace in the holy kingdom." (Note )

"As it should be."

His companion didn't seem to notice at all whether there was something wrong with it.

It turned out to be a face of approval.

"Oh right, where did it go?"

"let me see......"

After thinking for a while, he gave up this meaningless behavior, and took out a thick black book with wonderful words written on it, so wonderful that few people in the entire Hersius could read it I understand.

However, William had the original look on his face: "Is it the handwriting of Relic Arza?"

"Oh."

The companion turned the first page, which was blank.Not to mention the picture above, there is not even a word or a line.

But at this moment, the pages of the book, as if being gradually soaked in ink, began to gradually acquire color, and the colors formed a picture, a dynamic picture.

What is depicted on the screen is a burning one eye, which makes people feel a burning pain in the brain.

"Are you a member of the Overwatch Order? They came quite quickly."

"After all, such a big thing happened, no matter how slow the parliament's reaction is, it's time to send support." The companion looked up at the black bird or crow, which was originally only the size of a grain of rice, but now it has become the size of a fist, with an unknown smile on his face: "But this is also a good thing. The share of 'serum' should be more than the previous few times—right?"

"You have to know that there is a success rate in using 'serum'. Not everyone is like you and me, so easy to get divine favor. It is also a waste to give to those sinners who cannot get favor, just like from It's not much worse than not producing those 'serums'."

"makes sense."

618 "Black Wing"

Teresa looked at the pattern of black birds that became more and more clear in the sky. Even with her eyesight, there was nothing special about it.

Isn't it just a bigger bird?

Turning to look at Alisa next to her, seeing the tension on her face that had never appeared in the past two days, trying to relieve the pressure by changing the subject: "What are the levels of demons?"

"..."

Alyssa wondered how she didn't know anything.

These things are already common sense in the mainland of Hersius, so it makes no sense that the devil itself doesn't know about it.

But if you think about it carefully, there seems to be nothing wrong——

The behavior and thinking of demons are very different from that of human beings, and it is unpredictable what they will do. Trying to understand demons with human thinking is a thankless act in itself.

Therefore, Alyssa just hesitated for a moment, grabbed Theresa as if holding her own sister, and said to her while walking towards the door: "It's not safe here, let's talk as we walk."

......

Demon levels are divided into: Zombie, Demon, Great Demon, Awakened Demon, Demon Lord and Extreme Demon.

Looks like there's no 'little devil' and 'child of the devil'?

In fact, 'little devil' is the general term for all juvenile demons, and 'son of the devil' is an 'awakened devil' when it reaches the growth limit, and it is different from ordinary demons and the thirteen pillar demon kings.

The appearance of the 'awakened demons' looks no different from that of humans, and even looks better than most humans.Even a juvenile 'child of the devil' will possess strength beyond that of ordinary human beings, enough to protect itself before growing up.

Coupled with the fact that Teresa appeared after Alisa finished the ritual of summoning the devil, it is only natural to think that Teresa is the 'son of the devil'.

Of course, the last sentence was not said to Teresa face to face, so Teresa didn't know that she regarded herself as a demon.

"What about the extreme demon?"

Whether it is the zombies and great demons that I have actually seen, or the common demons caught in the middle, or the humanoid awakened demons that have been relatively described, and there are always only [-] demon lords, it is not enough Sucks away Teresa's curiosity.

What she really cared about was the 'extreme demon' who only mentioned one name.

"I do not know."

Alyssa's mood is very complicated.

It stands to reason that her hometown was destroyed by demons and her relatives were also killed by demons. She should hate Teresa who is also a 'devil'.

In such a rare case of a demon attacking a city like now, she can completely coax this innocent little devil like a piece of paper to bite a dog with the other party—in fact, she also thinks so in her heart.

Yet the body responds in almost the opposite way...

"You don't know either?"

In the end, she only knew a name, which made Teresa a little disappointed.

But she also understands that this kind of thing cannot be forced, and it is impossible to find someone who knows everything.

Just at this time.

Teresa suddenly felt that the wind direction had changed, followed by a prelude to the rainstorm, and the sky above her head became cloudy in an instant, she raised her head and looked up with Alisa.

When she relied on her own eyes to see the huge indescribable thing clearly, she couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

"This kind of thing can only be regarded as a 'big devil'!?"

"Well, big devil."

Compared to Teresa's astonishment, Alisa behaved very calmly, as if she had already expected this result.

......

at this time.

The sky of the small town of Hank has been shrouded by a huge thing.

It looked like a crow magnified hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of times, but no matter who it was, it was clear that a crow's body could not grow to such a large size.

Even if it can, it is absolutely impossible to fly.

This is a limitation of the species and also a rule of physics.

Although there is no physics in this world, there are still some similar cognitions; so anyone with a little common sense will understand that this thing is absolutely impossible to be a crow.

Then the only remaining explanation is 'demons'.

Only such unknowledge can reach the realm of unknowledge.

619 "Why is this book getting more and more ghostly destroyed?"

It's a pity that there are not many people in Hank's town who still have self-awareness, and most of them have become zombies with only appetite left.

Even if there are still a small number of people, they are still fighting against the "evil epidemic" tenaciously, delaying the time for themselves to become zombies.

But that was nothing more than a meaningless struggle in the eyes of the church.

In any case, the town of Hank will become dust of history after this incident.

No one is willing to take over the town that has been visited by demons, and no one is willing to rebuild their homes under the ruins. This place will undoubtedly be completely abandoned.

But after all, this is only something that ordinary people need to worry about!

sky.

Walking out of the 'boundary gate' formed by the huge scorching eyes, even if there is nothing 'air' under your feet, you still walk slowly like walking on flat ground.

Wearing a white religious robe, a hood that covers the hair, and even a cross-like mask on the face, only the cold and heartless eyes and the holes on the wings of the cross are exposed.

Laos the Winged looked at the once-prosperous horror town under his feet, but now there were only zombies screaming. He had almost no emotion, and he couldn't even feel "pity" or "regret".

There is also less 'joy' of destruction.

Some are just "doesn't matter" - "doesn't matter" exists or not, "doesn't matter" is happy or not.

The purpose of his coming here is only to issue a notice to the crow:

"Messenger of the night, there will be an end you can't reach ahead. If you don't stop here, then I will judge you—guilty."

I don't know if I understood it, or it was simply because I was blocked by someone.

The crow, which hadn't flapped its wings at all, hovered in its original position, and its body also stopped expanding at this moment, but it didn't shrink by half an inch.

It's just that there was a faint whisper, like a whisper, like an indescribable whisper, a mixed sound of countless voices, which got into the ears of Laos the Winged:

"Do you want to die? Knife face."

"I don't despise pointless fights. But I also don't back down if that's the only solution."

Laos the Winged One stared at the crow with even one eye bigger than the house without giving in. After a long while, the crow seemed to lose its hair suddenly, and its whole body gradually disintegrated into flying feathers all over the sky.

Like the black snow falling from the sky, it wants to render this colorful town into a single color of darkness.

"One day, I will, take all of you—"

The indescribable voice was almost completely inaudible at the end; therefore, it was impossible to hear what the end of the speech was about.

"It doesn't matter." Laos the Winged raised his head slightly, watching the place where the crow disappeared from a bird's-eye view: "I've always been here."

......

In an empty town.

The huge shadow that originally covered the sky disappeared, leaving only black feathers scattered like snowflakes; people who should have celebrated this, turned into a slow-moving walker looking for the meaning of life.

That's zombies!

Alyssa looked at the zombie who was slowly approaching her in a way that was almost a 'scratch'.

Immediately, he raised his left hand without hesitation, trying to communicate with the only remaining linear organ 'string' in the body, and presented the color of it as pure white 'energy', firing a white spiral with the palm as the barrel mouth.

Knock the slow-moving zombie out, hit the wall, and get up again after a while.