Huge, vast, and boundless, it completely enveloped the entire city.
It is exactly the same as what was mentioned in the lady's manuscript.
Chapter 57: Dreaming
The cathedral was in chaos.
Both Frick, the leader of the Flint Knights, and Colonel Ferno, the leader of the Jinwancheng Defense Force, received reports from their subordinates: a group of people wearing black robes and strange wolf-head masks were approaching them.
The first to bear the brunt were the city defense forces located outside the defense line.
At first, they were as if they were facing a formidable enemy, aiming their guns at the strange visitors. But when they found that they were empty-handed and had no weapons, they immediately withdrew their vigilance.
"These damn guys...what do they want to do?"
Ferno was sitting in a car, staring at the strange men in black robes through the glass. Although he was wearing a coat, he was still shivering with cold.
"I don't know...but sir! It looks like they brought other people with them!"
"what?"
Ferno stared, and sure enough, he saw more people vaguely appearing in the mist behind those men in black robes.
They were all civilians - there was no doubt about that - dressed in ordinary clothes, and many of them were in pajamas and barefoot, and it was obvious that they had just rolled out of bed.
What the hell...are these fools crazy? Why are they leaving their sleep to mess around with these bastards?
Ferno couldn't understand what these people were thinking.
"Sir!" His deputy reminded him in a trembling voice, "Do you need an order to fire, sir?"
"This..." Ferno hesitated.
The system of the Kingdom of Sara is a combination of military, politics and religion. First of all, the royal power is naturally supreme, but other cities excluding the capital are governed by the military district chief who also serves as the chief executive and the local parish.
So in the 1980s,
It is less than a day's drive from the capital, the public security is stable and there are no trivial matters. For the position of the Chief Executive, even putting a dog there would not have any impact, let alone releasing people.
But correspondingly, there is not much profit to be made.
The 1988 Beijing International Airport was a very important port of call for the transfer of 100 million yuan of RMB in cash. The 1988 Beijing International Airport was a very important port of call for the transfer of 100 million yuan of RMB in cash. The 1988 Beijing International Airport was a very important port of call for the transfer of 100 million yuan of RMB in cash.
In fact, if it weren't for his uncle holding a high position in Wayne Port, with his ability, he would not even be able to get this idle job.
And next month the parish will be changing guard.
Flick, who was familiar with him, was about to be transferred. Not knowing what kind of person the successor was and whether he was as smooth as Flick, Ferno did not want to make a big deal out of things here.
Otherwise, if he had a conflict with Flick's successor and the other party sued him, the two things combined might lead to his dismissal.
"Don't shoot yet!"
Thinking of this, Ferno took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his face.
"Don't they have weapons? Let's take a look first... let's see what they want to do..."
"Piris, Hart, Flamendi..."
Before he could finish his words, a buzzing noise penetrated the glass and entered his ears.
"..." Ferno and his adjutant opened their eyes wide, and seemed to see a giant shadow taller than the sky. Countless people in black robes were kneeling on the ground and worshiping it.
"boom!"
One bullet penetrated the rear window.
Ferno's body shook violently.
Through the reflection of the glass in front of him, he saw blood gushing out from both sides of his temples.
Everything went dark before his eyes, his head dropped, and he just leaned against the glass, not moving.
"Crazy! Crazy!"
Hearing the chaotic gunfire coming from outside, Frick's eyes were bloodshot.
Those cultists, no one knew where they got so many people from, and they began to recite obscure scriptures when the fire bell went out. He could only understand one name, "Piris Hat Flayemendi"!
"The Golem Evil God!"
Staring outside with gnashing teeth, Frick quickly called over another deputy commander, Corey, and ordered him, "Take your men to disperse them immediately!"
"Captain!" Corey stared at him nervously, "Will we... not be affected?"
He saw clearly that the cultists led the people, without using any weapons, but just kept chanting and singing that name, and all the city defense soldiers who heard it almost went crazy.
Some dropped their weapons, looked dazed, and joined the crowd in chanting.
Some people went crazy and fired randomly around.
Maybe some people are still awake, but the situation outside is completely messed up! It is impossible to identify accurately!
He was really afraid that he would become like that.
"Stick to your faith in the Goddess!"
Frick struck his breastplate in anger.
"Relax... Silver Flint is a product of the slate and is blessed. As long as you don't take off your armor, you will be fine."
"All right……"
Corey swallowed, then seemed to remember something.
"Then Captain, what are you going to do?"
"I'll go upstairs."
Frick looked towards the bell tower with a gloomy face.
"I hope the District Chief is safe and sound."
……
"Hey Hey……"
In the Corona Room, the end of the wooden spike that pierced Isaac Rhodes twisted and regrew half a human figure.
This is a wooden figure, a puppet. It carefully controls the wood, carving out the outline of a dress and a top hat for itself, and looking down at the old man with a low laugh.
"Beren Grimman..." Isaac Rhodes' face twitched.
As a secret police department, Shadow Lion has close ties with the district chiefs of each parish.
So of course he knew Lilith Gulliver. He had once visited No. 12 Flo Street in disguise, and he also knew this "wandering doctor" who had a great reputation in the nearby neighborhoods.
"If I remember correctly, you were stationed on that street more than 30 years ago..."
The old man said softly.
At that time, Flo Street was even more shabby than it is now. The wide avenue in front of the door was still full of low earthen houses. It was basically a shabby village.
So early...it can be said that it was only a few years after the disaster, and they actually sent people to lurk in secret again.
"The little girl is so cute.
"No, I should say, what secrets are hidden in this area that make you care so much?"
"laugh!"
A wooden splinter pierced directly into the old man's eye socket, nailing his eyeball and brain together and crushing them into pieces.
"Don't ask so many questions about a dead person."
The wooden man Griman twisted his neck, making a series of creaking sounds unique to wood.
"This fake body made with the power of the demon god...is indeed not as comfortable as a flesh and blood body."
"What do you think, Lilith? God's grace has now spread throughout the city. If you really want to resurrect your daughter and take revenge on the culprit who caused all this, then you know what to do."
"I know."
Most of the woman's face was hidden in the shadows, and she was staring to the west through the hollow hole in the wall.
"You don't need to tell me."
Meanwhile, Flo Street.
"…We have to find a way to deal with them."
Facing the thousands of residents who had gathered there, with dazed looks on their faces and the way they only knew how to chant "ballads", Ethan gritted his teeth and reminded his companions.
But these were not the only troubles they encountered.
Xia Yibing used various methods such as patting, rubbing, and shaking to try to wake up Hitzfeld from his confused state, but all failed.
For Hitzfeld, she could not hear any sounds from the outside world, nor could she receive any feelings from the outside world.
The increasing sleepiness was like a ghost pulling at her.
She felt herself sinking deeper and deeper into the shadows...sinking...
All I could see was darkness and chaos.
Fugitive whispers echoed in every corner and on all sides.
She had a feeling - maybe this was the real dream world.
Then, will the huge black shadow we see in reality also...
Take courage.
Look up a little bit.
In the misty and chaotic background, there is a dark shadow as big as a mountain.
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Thanks to: Mizuno·Dengli, historia, Six Records of a Floating Life: Who and the Book, ahvhn, raisers7, Hakurei's Redemption, Shilavici, Ti Ya, Northeastern Daniel Wu, Gabriel Baijia, Jian Qi Ling Feng, vli, dfdfgc, Shuke 33321378081, Ai Li One Hundred and One Times?, Creampie_Ejaculation_Ai Li... these classmates for their rewards and blades!
ps: It will be published at 10 am tomorrow. I estimate that 2-3 chapters will be published first, and there will be 12-3 chapters before 2 pm to make up for the th update. I originally considered publishing it next Friday, thinking that I still have a week to prepare manuscripts. After calculating, the plot of this unit will be finished next Friday, so I'd better publish it tomorrow~ I'll write a comment later~
ps2: Why is there another strange ID in the thanks list? ? I warn you not to go too far!!
Testimonials
"Duel King", "Emerald", "Hunting Group"... and now "Hitzfell", this is the fourth work I created after coming to Shuke.
I encountered many difficulties in the process of writing the first three books, including studying abroad, moving, my family and myself getting sick, being laughed at and looked down upon, having fluctuating grades, and "Emerald" being reported and taken off the shelves.
Here again, I would like to thank bds呷呷洛小渤err and many other readers and friends... It is because of your spontaneous publicity and unremitting support that this fourth book has been made possible.
My personal understanding of the words "remarks on the book's launch" is something that "can give readers confidence to follow the book."
So I show you everything I have:
"Duel King" has 320 million words and is now complete.
"Jadeite" has 320 million words and is now complete.
"Hunting Group" has 310 million words and is now complete.
Moreover, the themes include fan card games, Western fantasy, pseudo-science fiction, pseudo-infinite flow... the range is huge.
I am an author who likes to focus on writing books and don’t like to care about other things.
I think that writing, being able to show other people the stories that I have imagined in my head, is a very comfortable process in itself.
I accept all reasonable suggestions from readers, so starting from the third book, “The Hunting Group,” it should be a standard no-poison, no-knife story, and there won’t be any more controversy.
For someone like me, I just can’t accept the fact that I’m stuck in writing on a fixed topic.
I always think that I should make a breakthrough. After finishing this book, I should write something new, something fun and interesting. And my own writing ability must also improve.
So in the end, I chose the supernatural among many themes.
Well, there is also the unchanging transformation.
Someone in the book review section asked me why I always like to write about transformations. When there was a lot of controversy before, some people sincerely suggested that I switch to writing stories with male protagonists. I can’t say whether the results will be very popular or just a little popular, but it is definitely more guaranteed than “writing something like this.”
This question is very simple. I have written nearly 1000 million words, and one-third of them include a free fan fiction. What else can I say except that I like it~
Well, you can say I am crazy, have obsessive-compulsive disorder, or am a psychopath.
Anyway, I just like it.
