"The good people are dead, but the damned people are still alive." Claudius pulled the towel on his face and sneered. "Some atheists question the authority of occult science, thinking that they will not be punished by heaven, so they commit evil and profit unscrupulously."
"Shut up! This is just a guess. It cannot represent the true story of the matter at all...and it's not your turn to make a conclusion for me!"
Cesare roared, knowing that Claudius was trying to influence his mind again. He made Cesare deeply suspicious of the two suspicious guys and could no longer think rationally.
"As for the cause of your mother's death...you obviously already have the answer in your heart, but you don't dare to face it yet. I'm always very accurate in judging people."
Claudius gently pressed against Cesare's ear. "Since God knows that people are evil and refuses to punish them, then he can only let devils like you and me do the work for them and teach them the natural principle of blood repayment with blood."
Cesare raised his arms to drive the annoying guy away but was completely in vain. Looking around, Claudius had disappeared everywhere, as if he had never existed.
Then the scene in front of him disappeared as the light gradually dimmed, and darkness swallowed up everything visible to the naked eye, bringing an end to Cesare's memories.
All the childhood scenes left him, just like the familiar things in reality, gone forever and never to return.
Both the flower fields and houses began to lose their original colors, like ice sculptures in summer, gradually melting into mud and water, and then slowly gathering and shaping, turning into a gloomy and twisted forest.
The cold wind blowing on Cesare's face felt particularly real, as if he had returned to reality. But at this time, Cesare could no longer tell the truth from the lies.
The rugged canopy of trees blocked the sky so that the moonlight could not illuminate the land, and the only sounds around were the miserable cries of crows that made people panic.
When Cesare calmed down and looked forward, he vaguely saw a little blond girl wearing a light dress with bare feet standing in the woods not far away. At first Cesare was confused. Dare to recognize each other.
But after a closer look, Cesare could never mistake that sweet smile. The familiar girl was none other than his biological sister Crocia...
When Cesare subconsciously wanted to get closer, Crocia's figure slowly opened her arms as if to welcome his arrival.
Cesare has experienced too many painful memories, and seeing his sister's face at this time is more intimate than any treasure in the world.
Cesare now just wanted to return to his relatives. He walked cautiously, fearing that the sister he saw was just an illusion and would suddenly disappear before his eyes.
"elder brother……"
Crocia called herself softly, and Cesare quickly quickened his pace, just as he was about to hold his sister's hand.
In the forest behind his sister, a group of abominable hyphae suddenly rolled out from the dark forest. Cesare felt bad and wanted to rush over to stop it, but it couldn't match the speed of the spread of those hyphae.
Black and terrifying tentacles suddenly wrapped around my sister's figure. Seeing her fearful expression, she wanted to ask for help from me, but before she could call out, she was instantly dragged into the darkness of the forest by the mycelium, leaving only a sound that gradually faded away. The screams of death resounded throughout the world.
At this time, the voice of Captain Claudius came faintly from behind Cesare, seemingly concerned but more like a sneer.
"Hurry up, Cesare. That is your last relative. If you don't run, it will be too late."
"You don't need to say more!" Cesare, who was already annoyed by the hallucination, roared and rushed desperately in the direction where his sister disappeared. Cesare no longer thought too much. It no longer mattered whether it was an illusion or reality.
He just wants to return to his sister at this moment, even if there is only a minute left, he just wants to be with his relatives.
The feeling of losing a loved one was too painful. Cesare didn't want to feel it again, so he could only run faster. If his two legs were not enough, he would use all four limbs to run faster than the wind in the forest.
There were rustling fallen leaves under my feet, and rows of trees that had been burned by fire beside me. I jumped over the stream and climbed over the slope. I just felt that as long as I ran faster, I could catch up with my sister in the dark. Nothing could stop me. When he returns to his sister, there is nothing he can do!
Even though it was dark, Cesare could see everything clearly. He could see the animals hiding in the grass and trees, see the blood flowing in their bodies, and hear them fearing something and issuing unique warnings to inform their kind to flee quickly.
He called his sister's name repeatedly, but every time he got only a weird roar echoing in the forest.
All the creatures in the forest were avoiding him. The weak creatures fled in the opposite direction of Cesare's direction. The low branches tried to stop him, but they were shattered and scattered all over the place between Cesare's waving fingers.
Some trees that had turned into charcoal were directly knocked down by Cesare, making a huge "rumbling" noise.
And just on top of this unstoppable momentum, Cesare suddenly saw some animal appearing directly in front of him. At a time when all living creatures were trying to escape.
The creature actually stood upright in front of him and remained unmoved. Its eyes in the night stared directly at him, as if determined to block his way of following Crocia beyond his own control.
As the distance got closer and closer, the creature remained motionless, and Cesare also saw clearly at this time that it was a small sika deer facing him.
The fawn's body was petite and exquisite but also fragile. Cesare felt that he could easily disembowel it and tear it in half.
But the little sika deer was bent forward with clear and bright eyes. It could not be seen that he had any intention to deliberately antagonize Cesare, and it seemed to be saying something with his mouth open.
"Wherever...I...find you."
The little deer's voice was vague and indistinct, sounding intermittently in Cesare's ears and unable to connect to a complete sentence, whether it was an illusion or reality.
Cesare just wanted to rush through the forest to find Crocia, not allowing anything to stop him.
"Step aside!"
Cesare roared, and the sound was so loud that the surrounding trees trembled and swayed. He stamped his feet on the ground and tried to act threatening, trying to make the deer retreat.
The hair on its body is soft and delicate, and the white spots on its body seem to be wounds caused accidentally, because there is the smell of blood on it, which smells sweet and delicious.
Seeing that they were about to collide with each other, the little sika deer still insisted on not making any dodge.
And Claudius's voice was as close as lying on Cesare's back, and he spoke viciously into Cesare's ears word for word.
"It wants to prevent you from returning to your loved ones. Kill her. This is the first step to your new destiny."
