Countless men in black robes began to gather at the edge where the fog could not cover them. They wore bamboo hats and their appearances were hidden.
Vader Wesker felt these auras, and there were many people with strong auras among them.
This time, Wayne summoned all the forces of the Necronomicon without any reservation.
There are countless low-sequences, among which the 'Hateful Butcher' in Sequence 7 is the most numerous, with hundreds of them. There are thirteen high-sequences, including Wayne, and as for demigods, there are none.
Such a force is already comparable to the Knights in Senegal. If it is allowed to develop, it is not impossible to replace it.
The group of people huddled in the ivory tower have long forgotten the existence of blood, and their lives that are content with the status quo have smoothed their edges.
This is actually one of the reasons why Vader Wesker concealed his identity and came to the outer city. He needed to select a group of new people to train. Instead of wasting time on a group of cowards, it was better to personally train extraordinary people with blood.
At this time, a thin young man walked up to Wayne and said respectfully:
"The high priest, all the disciples, and the sealed artifacts have been gathered together."
Looking at the huge flow of people, Wade frowned. This was obviously a move to prepare for a big fight.
The Imperial City, the Second Prince, and now the Necromancer Sect, Senagal, are really in chaos.
They even have several Level 0 Sealed Artifacts. If used well, the destructive power caused by these things is no less than that of high-sequence extraordinary beings.
"Enter the Imperial City and overthrow Daniel. We want to be our own masters," Wayne roared loudly.
Most of the believers who joined the Necronomicon were civilians who were forced to survive. The aristocracy had already overwhelmed them.
It is also because of this that the Necromantic Sect has attracted many people to join.
Soon, slogans resounded like a tsunami.
. . . .
In the darkness, gentle footsteps were heard first, and then in the distance, a dim gas lamp swayed forward.
As the firelight got closer, it was gradually clear that it was a graceful and graceful figure with long golden hair tied into a bun. She was wearing a long palace dress with complicated patterns, and the hem of the skirt was inlaid with bright gems.
Wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, he has a calm face. He will stop after walking for a while, observe the withered and mutated plants, and find something interesting, and a slight smile will appear at the corner of his mouth.
Silently, she raised her beautiful eyes, pushed up her glasses, and chuckled:
"It's quite fast. It seems I have to walk faster." She wrinkled her nose reluctantly and quickened the pace on her feet.
. . . . .
Joey was awakened from his sleep by a rapid knock on the door. When he opened the door, his landlady Naomi looked at him with a smile on her face and a steaming piece of food in her hand.
There are rice porridge, bread, and milk. Only people in the inner city are eligible to have these things.
He rubbed his groggy eyes and said:
"Good morning, Mrs. Jeff"
This situation has happened not once or twice. From the first time he moved here, whenever he was at home, the landlady would use various excuses to strike up a conversation with him.
"Good morning Joey, I seem to have made a little too much breakfast."
Joey turned slightly to let her in, and entered the bathroom sleepily.
"Wait me a moment!"
Naomi brought the food to the table like a well-behaved little daughter-in-law.
If age is not a consideration, she would be a very suitable wife.
However, Joey still prefers blond hair and blue eyes. Although Naomi has a proud figure, he still can't accept her curly hair and dull complexion.
The cool water hit his face, which made him sober up.
Joey thought that it was time to move away from here. If he continued to be entangled, he might make a mistake.
The biggest reason why he didn't dare to refuse Naomi's love was that he had no money in his pocket. He was really afraid that one day there would be a dispute and he would end up sleeping on the street, which led to Naomi's misunderstanding.
"Joy, this area seems to be very unstable recently. I'm worried about you."
When Joey heard what she said, his hand holding the milk paused, and he pretended to be calm and said:
"It's nothing serious. Hasn't the armistice agreement been signed?"
The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward. Joey didn't want to continue this topic, and then laughed and said:
“It’s almost time for the morning meeting”
There is a church in the inner city, and there is a morning gathering for believers to pray for peace.
At this moment, a gentle female voice sounded outside the door, and then the door was gently pushed open.
A mature lady wearing luxurious clothes and a pair of red high-top shoes, holding a flower basket in her hand, looked towards the room with a smile.
"Naomi, I knew you were here. Good morning, little Joey," she greeted warmly.
"Good morning!" He responded, but he complained helplessly in his heart: "Where am I young?"
Naomi glared at the other party, her face became stern, and she complained dissatisfiedly:
"Okay, okay, why bother?"
With a burst of laughter like silver bells, the door of Joey's house was gently closed, and the two women went to church together.
The rent is cheap, and there are people who take the initiative to bring breakfast. Days like this will soon leave me! It's really hard to bear it.
After breakfast, he decided to go to the Adventurer Bar, which was a distribution center for information circulation.
The current situation is that he caught his eyes and knew that the Necromancer Sect would make a big move, but he was unable to get any useful information. As for 0-013, he couldn't count on it at all. He only had one page, and now it seemed that he was only Can be a chat companion.
Due to the disappearance of Vader Wesker, the Public Security Bureau of the West Ninth District has been completely sealed off, and work will only begin if the captain is dispatched again.
The Public Security Department is just a cover. There are only a few people in the real Survey Corps team, with one captain leading several members. Without the strongest captain, the little shrimp below cannot complete the mission alone.
The task determines the salary. If the job is suspended, you can't live on the basic salary. If you want to move, it is far from enough.
Usually, some mercenary missions are also released in the Adventurer Bar. With his ability, it is not difficult to take on some simple missions.
Adventurer's Bar.
Joey ordered a glass of cold beer and sat at the bar.
He thought for a few seconds and said calmly:
"Has anything strange happened recently?"
The young man who was bartending twitched his eyebrows slightly and asked in a low voice with a hidden look:
"Sir, what do you want to know?"
"West Ninth District, East Third District, or the Royal Family?"
If you can work in the Adventurer Bar, there is no fool. You can see what the young thief is thinking by looking at his eyes.
He handed over a gold coin, and the other party happily accepted it, then licked his lips and said mysteriously:
"Recently, there are rumors that the second prince is not actually the biological son of Emperor Enge."
"This...? The story of the royal family, no matter in which world it is in, is very bloody." He listened to the gossip with great interest.
Public opinion has spread to this point?
It looks like a storm is coming!
Consolidating political power requires not only strength but also legitimacy.
The Daniel royal family has controlled Senegal for a whole thousand years, and its political philosophy has been deeply ingrained and it is almost impossible to shake it.
If the second prince Charles is really proven not to be the biological son of Emperor Engel, he will lose his legitimacy in general.
Originally it was just a political fight between the royal family, and it would not involve too much. However, if it was confirmed, he would be convicted of treason.
Ordinary people in Senegal don't care at all about the intrigues between the royal families. No matter who is in power, it will not have much impact on them.
Population is an unwritten rule in Senegal, and people cannot be killed. Because of blood disease, life span is very short, and the population is shrinking day by day.
If civilians are slaughtered, it won't take long for the country of Senegal to disappear on its own black soil, even if there are no foreign enemies.
The betrayal is different. Who caused Senagaal's predicament because someone betrayed the Sun God.
No one will tolerate betrayers.
In the name of rebellion, it is simply untenable. Submission, servility, and laziness are what characterize the country under Daniel's rule.
Those in power control the only resources and have the power to distribute them, which creates a kind of inertia among the oppressed civilians.
They won't think about resisting, they will just accept it.
When walking out of the Adventurer Bar, Joey also inquired about another news.
A mental illness has appeared in the outer city, and many people go crazy and attack passers-by for no reason.
This news forced Joey to change his itinerary and prepare to go back to the outer city, because Alyssa was still there.
During this period, many things happened that overwhelmed him, and he had no chance to deal with Alyssa's affairs.
Anyway, work has been stopped now, and he plans to go back.
There were many checkpoints along the way. If it weren't for the certificate from the Public Security Department, he wouldn't have been able to get out.
As he walked further out, he found that the bustling streets in the past had become very deserted, and there was not even a soul in sight.
In addition, many houses looked like they had been ransacked, and there was a putrid smell in the air.
"Brother, where are you going? Don't leave. It's getting dark soon. Why don't you stay and rest for the night? I only have two silver coins."
When passing by a dilapidated street, the second floor window opened, and a woman with heavy makeup was posing and ogling him.
Two silver coins could not even buy a piece of bread in the inner city. What is ridiculous is that in the outer city, not only could he have a comfortable residence, but also a woman to accompany him.
Joey didn't look back and walked forward with a heavy heart. Behind him, he could hear the woman's curse: "Another poor guy rushing to die."
"Is it really necessary for such a Senagaal to exist?"
He couldn't see any bright progress, only darkness.
More than a thousand years of internal strife have reduced the population to a pitiful number.
Even if there is a separation between the inner and outer cities, if you catch anyone at random, they may even be related by blood.
Without blood lesions caused by sunlight, the only way to survive is through blood transfusion. In this state, as time goes by, the human species will gradually disappear.
At the beginning, there were not that many mutated monsters and night demons, which is why Senagaal is now besieged by the night demons.
The biggest reason is that there is no normal food and we can only eat mutant species, which leads to human diseases. Many people will enter the darkness by themselves after discovering that something is wrong with their bodies.
Instead of living in fear, they would rather be fear mongers.
This kind of behavior cannot be stopped or stopped.
In the end, the land could only be shrunk little by little, and in the end there were only two urban areas left, and beyond that were the habitats of strange beasts.
It was already late at night when Joey arrived at Udyr Beckett's farm.
This place has long been deserted, the buildings on site collapsed, there are many messy footprints on the ground, and it looks like it has been looted.
Vaguely, a very bad premonition emerged, and I ran all the way into the basement. It was empty, and there was no one around.
Alyssa's original room was turned into a mess.
He leaned against the wall with a dull expression. If there was a cigarette at this time, Joey would like to take a puff.
A deep sense of powerlessness weighed heavily on him.
Dad Tony Creevey is dead, and his only friend Alyssa is gone too.
Maybe the body was not seen and the person was still alive?
If he hadn't left the city, he still had a glimmer of hope, but along the way, his heart kept sinking.
Mental illness has caused many people to go crazy. He met several of them on the way here. If he hadn't had a gun, it would have been difficult for him to get here safely.
Those who are just crazy, not irrational, will still have scruples when seeing a gun.
Joey didn't even know how he got back to the inner city. It was already dawn when he arrived at his residence, and he fell asleep on the sofa with a heavy heart.
. . . .
In the outer area of Senagal, in the opposite direction to the Necronomicon Cult, a huge team is slowly advancing.
This is a team composed of civilians, which is in sharp contrast to the undead disciples. Each of these people has a smile on their face and is full of energy.
He was dressed in rags, but his face was red and blood-red. He was very different from the impression that he was a commoner who was hungry for a long time and ate mutated food.
One of them had a big belly and said with a smile: "It's almost lunch time, I don't know what to have for lunch this time."
Another voice joked: "Look at your belly, I'm afraid you're pregnant, haha."
He cast his gaze towards the back of the team, stretched out his tongue and licked his dry lips, looking forward to seeing what was going on, and praised:
"Don't tell me, after following the goddess, I really miss those years when I was hungry."
"No, you miss quitting the team, no one is stopping you"
"Hey, look what you said, I was just joking. Follow the goddess to overthrow the Daniel family, and everyone will live a good life in the future."
Conversations like this appear in this team for a long time.
They all firmly believe that the goddess is the messenger sent by the Sun God to save Senagaal. They are not betraying, but just following God's revelation.
At the center is a twelve-wheeled rally car with gears at both ends. People pull the gears manually to drive the wheels forward.
The space above the rally car is huge, like a house on wheels.
Suddenly, a strange explosion sounded, and black smoke immediately dispersed.
A middle-aged man with a big belly jumped into the car in a panic, opened the door and rushed in, shouting anxiously:
"Alyssa, are you okay!"
