After warning Sean, Peter Rich opened the door of the Sulfur Tavern and walked to Undercurrent Street.
He opened his hands and resumed his heroic posture as a gambler: "Old man, what else can I say?"
The old gentleman Finks didn't react at all, but the dark sky in Undercurrent Street suddenly became darker, like dark clouds pressing down on the environment...
Sean and his party followed Peter out of the tavern.
There was a distant roar, as if something evil hidden in the depths of a nightmare was rapidly approaching.
Peter Rich walked to the middle of Undercurrent Street, always using his back to protect Sean and his party: "This job is really annoying."
The slave owner didn't say a word, but the sky suddenly turned dark, as black as if all the light had been swallowed up on a starless and moonless night.
"Is it raining?" Yueguang was already able to walk alone. He followed closely behind Sean and raised his head in confusion.
Boom! After a muffled thunder, the rain that seemed to be nothing at first suddenly started to fall heavily.
Sean raised a hand and looked at the back of his hand in the light of lightning, and found that the raindrops turned out to be bright red. The raindrops fell on the bloody and muddy ground, causing waves of nauseating stench.
There was still a short distance to the end of the street, and Catherine knew she couldn't rush forward at this time - if she didn't know the situation behind her, unexpected dangers might occur.
So she ran and turned back...
The lightning seemed to tear a hole in the sky in the deep spiritual world, and the light that came in illuminated the scene behind him in an instant. Catherine's pupils shrank to the size of a needle's eye - in the flash of light caused by the lightning, he saw that the slave owner Finks was surrounded by wax figures wearing tuxedos and top hats in various poses.
Those wax figures remained motionless in the lightning, maintaining the posture of chasing something, letting the blood-red raindrops beat on their bodies.
After the lightning, there was a burst of darkness. In the darkness, in addition to the noisy sound of raindrops, Catherine also heard a strange sound...
Rustling, creaking...like an army of puppets marching rapidly in the dark night.
Lightning lit up again, and Catherine was horrified to find that the wax figures that were motionless in the lightning had rushed this way for a long distance.
She had a ridiculous delusion - just like playing with one-two-three wooden figures when she was a child. She didn't dare to turn around easily because those wax figures might rush behind her at any time!
Unfortunately, even if she kept looking back, she couldn't delay the chasing wax figure. Finks and his wax figures just stood still for a moment when the lightning flashed.
In the boundless darkness, they chased at a very fast speed!
"Light can guide the gaze of Holy Father Keen..." Catherine tensed her nerves and thought, "So Finks' wax army can only sprint in the dark!"
However, Peter Ritchie has been faithfully fulfilling his bet during this process. Amidst the flashing lightning, there was a tall figure running at a strange speed.
In an instant, he stood beside the two gatekeepers, first said something, then opened his palms, and the soul chips fell into the gatekeepers' hands; the next moment, he appeared in another place...
He is using the chips he has won to bribe the evil spirits.
It was difficult for the evil spirits to refuse his price... because he gave so much.
As a result, Sean and his group saw that several gatekeepers who were standing far ahead and eyeing their group rushed behind them to stop the wax figures rushing in the darkness.
Sean thought of an ancient Eastern proverb, which literally means: If you have money, you can instruct ghosts to grind for you...
Petrich bribed the evil spirits so quickly that the residents of Undercurrent Street rushed out of their own doors, blocking the cold and stiff wax figures in the darkness...
However, there were still a large number of wax figures, and at the moment when lightning illuminated Undercurrent Street, they stopped behind Sean and his group.
Catherine discovered that the wax figures seemed to be made by using flesh as a mold and then pouring hot wax into the outer layer and hollows.
On the face of the flesh wax figure, there is an expression of blood, tears and extreme pain that would make you have nightmares.
There was another burst of lightning, and in the darkness, Sean turned around and saw the wax figure holding up the rusty butcher knife in its hand...
A burst of smooth music sounded, and a burst of light burst out around Yueguang, and he played "Light" again.
In the light, the wax figures stopped moving. Some of the figures that failed to stop in time seemed to be burned by flames, covering their faces and roaring back!
Sean shouted: "Save your psychic energy, I will use the Holy Light Bullet next!"
The light faded, and Sean took off the holy light bomb from his tactical strap and threw it to the back of the team.
The white phosphorus was ignited, and the sacred substance exploded with the white phosphorus. The continuously burning holy light bomb drew a long ghost shadow behind the meat wax figure on the street, slowing down the meat wax figure again.
The gambler seemed to have bribed all the evil spirits nearby, and Undercurrent Street suddenly turned into a scene of a large-scale evil spirit street fight...
Peter Ritchie came behind everyone. He kept flipping a soul chip with one hand and said, "I've always wanted to try..." He bounced the chip high, and the chip flipped and fell into him. In his mouth, "This soul is different."
Sean and his party finally rushed into the thick fog. Behind them, Petrich's ferocity suddenly increased several times, as if he had turned into some kind of violent existence.
There was a fierce collision behind me...
After running for a while in the fog, I finally saw the Ford car.
"You drive!" Catherine threw the car keys to Sean, picked up the homeless man, and threw the unconscious innocent man into the back seat of the car.
Catherine sat in the passenger seat, moonlight penetrated into the back seat, and the two closed the door almost at the same time.
The car started, and Sean had the same feeling he had when he was running for his life in Levin Town. He stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed forward.
Catherine pointed to the thick fog with less than five meters of visibility ahead: "Drive straight ahead, the street lights on both sides can be used as a reference!"
Behind him, outside the thick milky fog, there was still a muffled sound of thunder.
Catherine looked in the rearview mirror and could see that Peter Ritchie's back seemed to have gotten a little bigger - he was opening his hands, constantly being attacked by the wax figure...
Under various impacts, his back gradually became mutilated...
A black cane penetrated his body, and suddenly a light flashed on the gambler's body. In the light, his figure gradually melted.
Peter Ritchie finally let go of his resentment and sinful thoughts and reentered the spiritual ring.
Although he still couldn't get rid of Finks, Sean felt a little relieved and comforted when he saw Peter's disappearance in the rearview mirror.
His eyes returned to the road, he quickly switched gears and rushed into the depths of the thick fog as quickly as possible...
Moonlight, who was sitting in the back seat, originally thought she would be out of danger soon. He looked back and saw a rickety figure wearing a tuxedo and walking with a cane in the thick fog.
Although he seemed to be walking very slowly, no matter how much the car accelerated, it could not get even a little further away.
