"Huh? What do you mean by unclean things?" Anya tilted her head in confusion, and in the next moment, a sad cry cut through the foggy night.
The woman's wailing voice came from the depths of darkness. The harsh and unpleasant sound continued to torture people's nerves like a rusty awl piercing the brain. The abnormal sound frightened Anya's body to tremble and she followed the leader's gaze. Looking into the abyss called darkness.
Anya wanted to see clearly what was in the fog, but the woman's cry was like a thousand sharp knives cutting into Anya's eardrums, the sound was distorted and sharp.
It was more like a morbid cry of joy than a pure cry, as if Kirimura itself was letting out an extremely terrifying grin. No normal person's mind could endure such nightmare torture.
The crying became more intense and gradually evolved into a scream that caused the mist to fluctuate. The children who had been hypnotized by the leader's flute and had not yet had time to escape fell to their knees and wailed, crawling and rolling with their heads in their hands.
They were twisting wildly to escape here, but they seemed to be imprisoned on the ground by the cries and could not break free. Their scalps were bulging and beating in the screams of the fog, and the children's painful howls became the accompaniment of the women's cries. This place has become a scene of hell.
The sudden nightmare made Anya panic briefly, her body trembled slightly and she couldn't find the source of the crying.
When he looked at the leader of the group, Claudius, the man had a cold smile on his face, raised his hands and walked slowly backwards away from the place without any business.
Although there was no fear in his eyes, there was no trace of emotion at the same time, as if what happened before him and everyone's life and death had nothing to do with him.
"Then I wish you good luck, my dear. I'm sorry for my inability to take leave first." He straightened his body and backed up, disappearing into the mist without hesitation, leaving only an oil lamp with a flickering flame on the ground.
"Don't go." Anya was about to catch up but was stopped by the pitiful wails of the children. A little girl, no more than a few years old, was crying and shouting at her feet. "Aunt Mary, don't eat me..." The little girl struggled and scratched on the ground, leaving traces of blood behind her fingers.
And when Anya wanted to bend down to help her, the woman's cry in the fog suddenly became sharper, as if a sharp blade was stabbed into Anya's ear canal, twisting the blade, pulling flesh and blood, and her brain violently The pain forced Anya to close her eyes tightly and cover her ears with her hands.
But the cry went straight to the soul and ruthlessly destroyed Anya's heart, making her whole body feel an unbearable pain. Anya's mouth opened, and the huge pressure oppressed her nerves and wanted to scream, but The sound was drowned out by harsh cries.
Struggling to open her eyes, Anya felt that the palms covering her ears were wet. When she took them off, she found that her ear canal had begun to bleed outward.
At this time, the piercing cries also changed, the terrifying sounds became complex, the wind blew the silver bells and made a crisp sound, and the noise of metal dragging on the ground was mixed with the indescribable weird footsteps.
The darkness and fog temporarily concealed the truth. The footsteps of the visitor were not like the sounds made by normal humans wearing shoes. They were like the sounds of beasts, but not as coordinated and regular as the footsteps of beasts.
Anya took deep breaths to force herself to calm down, and her eyes moved deftly in the direction of the sound source. The sound conveyed the message that the creature was gradually approaching here. It was crying and walking, and was about to reveal its true form.
"Boom"
A muffled sound caused the flame of the oil lamp to sway from side to side and almost went out. In the heavy fog, whether it was cries, silver bells, metal mopping, or footsteps, all became quiet at this moment...
The air was filled with the stench of decay, and the source of all the noise finally appeared at this moment. The specific appearance could not be seen clearly through a layer of mist.
I only saw an old woman-like body standing at the end of the light source from a distance, with her hair disheveled and her shoulders constantly twitching strangely. There seemed to be many bell-like objects wrapped around her body, and her hands were holding a handful of broad-bladed firewood that was dragged to the ground. knife.
And at the place under the woman's feet, thick vine-like hyphae were growing and spreading against the surface, and wherever they extended, there was a terrifying darkness.
The thing standing in the distance was definitely not an ordinary woman, but a monster that had been seen once before in the abandoned town. Although its appearance was completely different from that of the big lizard, it was obvious at a glance that they both had the same evil nature.
Although the dead silence at this time calmed down the abducted children, they were still trembling and choking. They wanted to stand up but their legs would not work.
Looking in the direction of the woman in the fog, she cried and repeated the name "Mary". The great fear in her heart made the child's young mind numb, and she was in a pitiful state like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
But in such a terrifying atmosphere, Anya calmly exposed her back to the woman in the fog, turned around leisurely, and urged the children whose legs were tied by fear with a gentle smile. "It's getting dark, everyone should go home quickly."
As if she felt she had been slighted, the woman in the fog suddenly leaned forward, her spine bent at an angle that humans could not achieve.
Every time her limbs move, the bells all over her body will make a crisp sound, like the tail of a rattlesnake, conveying a dangerous message.
"She" stepped forward, dragging the hatchet step by step towards Anya's unsuspecting back. Her movements gradually became faster and faster from the initial slowness. The heavy fog no longer obscured "her" figure. The monster The essence is completely exposed to the light.
It was a woman wrapped in mycelium, a "skeleton" wrapped in mycelium. The woman's rotten and smelly clothes were full of traces of squirming sticky objects.
Only white bones were left on its face. The skull was filled with black liquid and flowed outwards along the hollow eye bones. The mouth made entirely of hyphae was still crying eerily.
The sound of the silver bells became rapid and crazy as the monster's body twitched violently. When the distance to Anya became very close, the hatchet was raised high and swung towards Anya's head.
In the blink of an eye, the smile on the girl's face disappeared and her eyes showed sharp edges. Anya gripped the sword tightly, and her flexible body rotated at high speed with her heels as the axis, throwing out a wave of arrows quickly and accurately. Semi-arc sword light from bottom to top.
The moment the sword blade collided head-on with the hatchet wielded by the monster, burning sparks and rust flew everywhere. A groove was cut out of the monster's hatchet, and Anya parried it away with a blow.
The impact of the battle finally brought the children back to their senses. They screamed in fear and ran rolling and crawling into the fog towards their homes.
Before the monster could stabilize its center of gravity, Anya turned her wrist to adjust the posture of the sword, and drew a cross sword light on the monster's chest again. The rotten clothes instantly tore apart, and were cut into pieces along with the hyphae hidden underneath. In two sections, disgusting black liquid continued to pour out from the regular wounds.
With harsh cries and instinctive wails, the bells all over the monster's body made strange noises at this moment, but the stiffness caused by the pain did not last long, and the seemingly wounds were wrapped and covered with more hyphae in a short period of time. It is healing itself at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The sound of silver bells replaced its roar, and its empty eyes stared at Anya. The monster's claws once again clenched the hatchet and waved the rusty blade randomly.
However, facing another slashing attack, Anya's serious eyes became clear again. "Have you taken a break due to the noise, Cesare-san?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black-haired boy rushed out of the mist. Cesare rushed towards the monster while sliding the bandaged bone staff from the ground. Countless mycelium was awakened from the depths of the earth and wrapped around the bone staff. The bottom extends upward,
These hyphae summoned by Cesare did not obey the monster's orders. They gathered together and wrapped the bone staff, turning the originally bare bone staff into the shape of a pitch black scythe.
The monster just noticed that someone was approaching it. As soon as it turned around, it saw Cesare jumping up. The sickle made of mycelium cut through the air with a sharp sound, and slashed directly at the monster's neck.
The monster wanted to dodge sideways, but Cesare's reaction was faster. The scythe swung the mycelium and chased after it, cutting off the monster's neck.
Black mucus splashed everywhere, and a round head flew into the mud. The mycelium on it began to melt, and finally only a woman's skull was left lying alone on the ground.
The monster stood there blankly, raising a hand and searching for the empty neck cavity, as if it didn't realize that its head had fallen to the ground.
He shook his body from side to side, and tried to insert the hatchet into the ground for support, but finally fell to the ground without moving.
"Where's Claudius?" Cesare took a deep breath after standing firm, and turned to ask Anya. However, before Anya could answer him, there was the neighing of horses and the dull sound of wheels on the road.
The first carriage of the convoy drove away quickly outside Wu Village, leaving only the two cargo carriages still parked in place.
"I guess he just couldn't get far." Anya shrugged her shoulders and smiled mischievously.
He ran away, not even having time to take away all two carriages. He couldn't see that the always mysterious leader was such a timid person. Seeing that the monster had fallen to the ground, Cesare took Anya's hand and was about to board the only remaining carriage.
"Let's go, it's not safe here anymore, let's get out of here quickly." Anya nodded, but as soon as they took two steps together, Anya stopped, as if she noticed something was wrong. "Cesare-san, didn't you feel...an earthquake?"
"earthquake?"
Just as Anya said, the ground beneath their feet shook slightly, as if something was trying to break out of the ground.
Cesare carefully observed the surroundings. Multiple bulges appeared inexplicably on the ground around them. They began to expand and squeeze the surrounding soil. Cesare pulled Anya and wanted to leave quickly, but found that no matter in front of him or behind him, All surrounded by bulges on the surface.
Then, the monster that had lost its head twitched. Its forelimbs supported the ground, and it slowly lifted its headless body and stood up again. A mere decapitation injury could not destroy it.
Black mucus overflowed and bubbled from the break in its neck, and it made a strange, seemingly understandable sound.
"Plant you in the garden... let the flowers bloom all over the garden... old friends, arrange them in a row..."
