Under the gray dead sky, a group of black scavenging birds stood on top of the statue of Cthulhu in the church.
"Quack quack~"
The piercing screams drifted into the distance along with the smelly breeze. They seemed to have discovered something, and immediately flapped their wings and flew towards a corner, covering the place completely.
"Da da da~"
A faint sound of footsteps came from the street, and a thin child held a bag in his hand and staggered forward.
When passing the corner, the group of scavenging birds was startled, and they flapped their wings and flew back to the Cthulhu statue in the church.
And where they had just surrounded and covered, a pile of rotting, fishy corpses were revealed.
The little boy had long been numb to this and walked towards the church expressionlessly.
Opening the door, there were people lying on the floor in the church. Without exception, they were all in a state of confusion and sluggish expressions.
There are also many people with body ulcers, pustules or herpes.
The little boy walked up to a middle-aged woman lying in the corner, opened the pocket in his hand, and quietly took out a glass bottle containing a light yellow liquid.
"Mom, this is a potion bottle I found to cure Dark Corrosion Syndrome. There is still some left in it. I mixed it with some water. Drink it. Maybe you will feel better."
The middle-aged woman looked at her child with a pale face, her eyes turned red, and she touched his face with her hand.
"Xiao Ge is so sensible. You can drink. Mom is fine. She is almost recovered. Look, don't I feel more powerful even when I speak?"
The child nodded in understanding and drank the bottle of light yellow liquid at the mother's strong request again.
"Good boy, Mom, please take a nap."
After saying this, the mother turned her back and quietly opened her clothes, revealing her belly that had long since rotted and suppurated.
The infection of the plague had long since caused her body to begin to decay, and the medicine used to treat Dark Corrosion Syndrome could not cure the plague.
The tears in her eyes could no longer be squeezed out, suppressing her trembling body, and she closed her eyes.
And people infected with the plague abound here.
This is a remote town far away from the city, and it was also one of the first towns where the plague broke out.
In order to further curb the spread of the plague, the city had long cut off contact with their towns.
It can also be said that their place is now an abandoned place.
Almost half of the people have died from the plague. The corpses could be disposed of at first, but now no one cares about them.
They are all randomly thrown outside on the street corners, left to rot or be eaten by scavengers.
As for the further spread of the plague?
It doesn't matter anymore, those who can catch the plague have already caught it, and those who haven't caught it will be a matter of time.
All the humans who are still alive for the time being gather in churches of different factions.
The reason why they gather in these places is because they want to get what they believe in, or those who have no belief, and they also hope to end the plague on themselves under the protection of these unknown and strange beings.
They don't have that kind of ability. They don't care about the life and death of themselves and others, or they also enjoy the way they are in such despair and pain...
There are many possibilities, but they all point to the ineffectiveness of their prayers.
Even those who gained some power from the existence of faith to control magic energy and became potion masters have become carriers of the plague.
They endured the torture of illness, watched themselves move towards death bit by bit, and slowly fell into the abyss of despair.
Their existing beliefs are no longer strong, or... they have never been strong.
They just want to gain extraordinary power from faith and be able to solve various crises in this world on their own.
But when you are in crisis and the beliefs you hold cannot solve the current situation, then it really doesn't matter.
They all hoped so much, because the large number of corpses piled up here directly attracted the legendary abomination.
After all, they all know the rumors about Abomination. When He appears, it will not only bring death, but also give you endless life.
They had no way of knowing what exactly this meant, or whether it was true or false.
But it can always put an end to their pain directly.
But unfortunately, I don’t know if it was because there were too many places that suffered from the plague, and the hatred appeared in the rest of the places. Anyway, the hatred did not come to them.
In the desperate church tortured by the plague, the door was pushed open again.
Some people who were in relatively good condition walked in with a loading machine powered by magic energy and loaded with food.
"Everyone is here to eat, everyone wake up, everyone shout to each other."
Some people dragged their tired bodies and walked over, and some people opened their dull eyes from their deep sleep.
And some people... can never wake up again.
"Mom, wake up quickly. It's time to eat."
"Mom, don't sleep now."
"mom?"
"Mom! Woohoo~"
The child named Xiaoge pushed his mother's body and shouted loudly, but gradually turned into lying on his mother's body and crying loudly.
Although he is not old, he has seen many such situations during this time.
There is no one who cannot be woken up...unless he is already dead.
Crying is a common thing here. If no one pays attention to your emotions, you will become insensitive.
Every time we eat, it is also a time to check if anyone has died.
Including the child's mother, five more corpses were born in the church.
Someone began to move the body for disposal, and naturally it was thrown into the corner of the street outside the church.
At this time, it is also the moment when everyone is most silent and despairing.
No one knows whether they will be the next corpse thrown out, still rotting and being eaten by scavengers.
Some people began to pray silently, and the target of prayer was naturally not the existence they believed in before that could not provide them with any help.
Instead, the target has been shifted to the plague and the disease itself.
Since you are trapped by plague and disease, pray that the plague and disease will stay away from you, or that you can survive the infection.
You won't be the next one to die.
This is just like when humans first began to believe in those weird and bizarre existences, they did so under the fear and despair created by the other party.
Hope that you will be protected from disaster or that you can gain the strength to protect yourself.
It started with the belief in plagues and diseases, and that's where it started.
As one person begins to pray, more people begin to join in the prayer procession.
And this kind of thing doesn't just happen in this town.
More and more people are joining in praying against the plague and the disease itself.
At the same time, an invisible force slowly gathered together in this prayer.
