Chapter 642 Heavy rain is approaching

The pattering light rain gradually intensified, and they became heavier and heavier until it turned into a heavy rain that fell and slapped the city intensively.

  Arthur was sitting by the window. From this position, he could just see the Dunling Pagoda in the rain and fog. The tower stood tall and turned into a gray-blue silhouette.

   "It's really a tough winter."

   Arthur murmured, the rain was getting heavier and heavier for several days, and after this was the harsh winter, he could imagine the whole city falling into icy conditions.

After living in Old Dunling for so long, Arthur has become accustomed to these things. The steam pipes burst, the streets are full of water and fog, maintenance workers rushed to and from, the sound of beating metal is endless, even in the middle of the night. Endless.

  Just thinking of what will happen next, the severe cold right now undoubtedly adds more haze to all of this.

   "The evacuation has begun, Arthur."

  The voice of Zuozhen sounded in the communicator, and Arthur was relieved to hear these, at least the death row is still proceeding in an orderly manner.

   "I see. Waiting for the evacuation to end, we can prepare for the battle wholeheartedly."

  "So...doesn't there be any changes to the list?" Zuo Zhen asked.

   "What's wrong?" Arthur was puzzled.

   "Eve is not on the list, I remember she is your daughter."

  Hearing this, Arthur's gaze was slightly lost, but he soon became fierce again.

   "Hmm, so what?"

"I thought……"

   "Nothing to think, she is also a member of the cleansing agency, I think, if I do this, she will not accept it herself, what do you think?"

   Arthur said blankly, "Isn't Zuo Tang also your nephew? Now we are bound by duties, not family affection."

  There was no sound on the other end, and after a long while, Zuo Zhen said slowly.

"Okay, I know."

   Arthur's eyes are low. In fact, he and Eve talked about it once, but judging from the current situation, the ending is obvious. Rather than rushing for his life, it is better to go to the end together.

   "So...bye? Arthur, you are a good leader."

  Zuo Zhen suddenly talked about something else, and after a short electric current, his voice completely disappeared.

   Arthur's expression was a little unnatural, he didn't know why, he always felt Zuozhen's final farewell, which seemed to have a different emotion.

  He hates these strangers a bit. They come from afar, with dust-covered stories, and full of blood. Lorenzo is like this, and Zuozhen is like this.

Whenever he thinks of Zuo Zhen’s face, Arthur feels that it is the face of a dead person. The skin is dry and shriveled like a dead tree, superimposed on each other, and the grayness of the pupils is hidden in the shadows. The deepest part of the darkness, there is no trace of light. .

  It's really disturbing.

  Arthur got up, picked up the communicator and pistol, he should also start to act.

Before he made a decision with Zuozhen, in order to avoid being beheaded by Roger, he will not appear in the same place as Zuozhen. In fact, there is another rule. In order to preserve the vitality as much as possible, Zuozhen will be in the sun. Next, carrying out most of the orders, Arthur needs to act in the shadows temporarily to avoid being noticed by Roger.

  It was also because of these decisions that Arthur appeared here, not in the Broken Dome. I have to say that this decision was correct. Otherwise, according to Arthur's original plan, he might have died in the Broken Dome.

   Pushing open the door, Arthur stopped suddenly. At the end of the corridor, someone was slowly walking towards here, behind him, there were more people following.

"who are you?"

  The old eyes were full of alert, even though Arthur Dang raised his pistol.

  In an instant Arthur realized a lot, these people were not familiar to him, and the soldiers here would not allow these people to come.

  The layers of protection they had crossed now were almost in front of Arthur.

  【Goodbye, Arthur. 】

Zuo Zhen’s words echoed in his mind, and horrified fireworks exploded in Arthur’s mind. Without waiting for the answer from the other party, when he was about to fire, he only felt a pain behind him. In just a few seconds, Arthur was lost. The sensation of the arm, the muscles are stiff, it is difficult to move, even simple things like pulling the trigger can't be done.

   Then there was a heavy blow. Arthur was knocked to the ground and his vision became blurred. He saw someone coming from behind him and squatting beside him, seeming to be checking something.

   "Does this count as a public revenge? I wanted to do this a long time ago."

  The man said, his voice was very vague, but Arthur could still hear a sense of familiarity, but his consciousness became chaotic, and Arthur could not remember who he was.

  The familiar and unfamiliar face slowly approached, and the man lowered his body to observe Arthur, while Arthur was also watching him.

"It's you……"

  At the end of consciousness, Arthur remembered the person in front of him, followed by the memory that was deliberately concealed.

  They swallowed Arthur like a torrent.

  ……

   "Well, the last person on the death row was successfully contained, and the next thing is to pack the car."

   Robin fastened Arthur to death, and then put him on the crown of Holy Silver.

  The old guy was so dizzy, the Robin kicked him a few times, but there was no response.

   "It’s so sweet to sleep."

   Robin laughed, he looked forward again and asked, "Joy, are you going to make up for your feet? There are not many opportunities like this."

   "No more."

  Joy was not as happy as the Robin. He shook his head and looked at the thick clouds outside the window.

   "The weather is getting worse."

   "Well, heavy rain is coming, and I don’t know if the Thames will overflow the streets."

   Robin picked up Arthur and recalled, “I don’t remember that many times, but every time it brings huge losses.”

   "This storm is different from the past."

  Joy was talking, and he followed the robin out of the door. In the slightly cold breeze, the robin threw Arthur into the carriage and then locked it from the outside.

  Robin was not in a hurry to leave. He leaned on the side of the car and lit a cigarette. It was just that the warm gas could hardly dispel the cold, and he fought a cold war from time to time.

   "Is something going to happen?"

The robins looked at the sky. It was almost noon, but the sky was only visible on the blueish clouds, except for the plume gray clouds. It seemed that soon these clouds would solidify. Swallow all the sunlight.

   "It's really bad weather."

   Robin whispered.

  "It's not ‘bad’ that can be explained." Joey said.

  After a short silence, both of them realized the problem, and the same vocabulary rose up in their hearts.

  Erosion.

  Erosion, there is only erosion. This weird force makes people crazy, shaping evil, and the invisible force spreads and affects the surrounding things.

There are examples in the records of the Cleansing Organs and the Demon Hunting Order. Excessive erosion can cause strange weather and anomalies, such as disrupted communications, such as the thundercloud storm that swallows everything on the Sea of ​​Solitude. For example, at the time of the Black Mountain Hospital, the almost endless rainstorm.

  Now they once again ushered in such a battlefield, and this is not the end, but just the beginning.

   "You should go now, Robin."

  Joy's eyes are gloomy and awe-inspiring.

   "Aren't you together?"

   Robin asked. He thought Joey would leave with him.

   "No, I am different from you. You are a retirement recall, and I am a deceased. We were different from the beginning."

   Robin was slightly lost, he understood the meaning of the dead.

  People like Joey and Galahad have already suffered from the erosion of demons, but they just keep a delicate balance. They won’t be crazy, but they won’t get rid of the curse.

  No one knows when they will completely collapse, but what can be understood is that they will be fearless in this way.

  They are "dead", "dead" with nothing, "dead" is nothing to be afraid of.

   "So... I'm glad to work with you, Joey."

   Robin got on the carriage and picked up the reins. His voice seemed very hesitant, but he still said it.

   "Me too, I am glad to remember you again, Robin."

  Joy waved his hand to him and said no more. He watched the carriage drove into the rain and disappeared. Then he turned around and looked at the scattered people walking out of the street.

  Duke Cai wore black raincoats, and their faces were also covered under their hoods, like ghosts wandering in the wilderness one after another.

   "It's about to start..."

   Joey sighed softly.

  ……

   "It's so tragic, it turned out to be like this, is this a blow to all your accumulation of cleansing organs?"

  Watson and Galahad strolled on the ruins of the broken dome. Everything they were familiar with became ruins and ashes. The rain engulfed them and turned into dark water, which penetrated into the deep layer below.

  "Fortunately, only the top-level command system was destroyed by the battle, and the communication system in the middle section was still working normally."

Galahad looked down, dense cables entangled around Dunling Tower, like a dense cobweb. These woven nests connect the people of the old Dunling without cutting off communication. .

  "How long do you think this can last? Once the fighting breaks out, communication will be disrupted and interrupted under the high-intensity erosion." Watson asked.

   "Who knows?"

   Galahad stretched out his hand, feeling the cool rain.

   "It depends on how long we can control the battle. We put a lot of antimeme in the Pillar of the Furnace, and they turned into rising rain, which has been infiltrating the city since the beginning of the plan."

  Different from what Joey and the others thought, this time the abnormal weather was not only caused by erosion, but also driven by the scavengers.

  The pillars of the furnace boil day and night, placing endless antimemes evenly in the city, and over time, the strength of antimemes is gradually increasing.

  "We have created a battlefield full of antimemetics, and the expansion of erosion will be suppressed, which may help us resist interference," Galahad said, "and suppress any monsters that appear in Old Dunling."

  "Is that so...Actually, I also have an idea, which can unite us all."

  Watson looked at the city below. This was the highest point of the old Dunling. Standing here, Watson felt like a god, looking down at all beings.

   "[Gap]?"

  Galahad walked up to her and asked slightly uneasy.

  After so many days of getting along, Galahad knew very well what kind of monster he was walking with.

  Watson, like Roger and Adren, is a formidable evil, but the biggest difference between her and other monsters is that Watson stands firmly on the side of humans.

  "Use erosion to spread to the whole city, connect everyone together, and use [gap] to communicate?"

   Galahad said, this is extremely possible, and from Lorenzo's actions in Silent Sea, we can see the feasibility of this power.

  It’s just that this is extremely risky.

  In the event of an accident in Watson, these united consciousnesses will become a tunnel for the spread of disasters, and everyone will not be spared.

  Looking at the cold mask, Watson didn't respond, and some were just silent. She seemed to merge with the wind and rain, with a chill of death.

  Watson did not answer Galahad’s question, but talked about something else.

   "Erosion... is rising."

"What did you say?"

  Watson stared at the hazy city in the rain and fog, and she spoke calmly.

  "The old Dunling is being surrounded by erosion, an extremely powerful erosion, they are eating away at the city little by little..."

   Watson closed her eyes, and as the erosion spread, her figure appeared in every corner of Old Dunling.

A pair of blazing white eyes appeared on different people. The walking pedestrian stopped. He looked into the dark alley beside the street. The tramp beside the trash can opened his sleepy eyes, and his pupils radiated. Looking at Wei Bai, looking at the open manhole cover, there was a burst of heat rising inside, and there was the sound of hammer beating.

  The maintenance worker was struggling to plug the broken pipe. He didn't wait for more to breathe and rest. He got up in a ghostly manner, and walked towards the dark depths under the incomprehensible gaze of other workers.

  He stood on the edge of the huge shaft, his eyes drooping, and fell into the deeper darkness.

  At the end of the darkness, a small sound can be heard, it seems that something is squirming in the depths of the darkness, it seems to be a group of rats, or it may be a poisonous insect.

  They are slowly fermenting, giving birth to the most evil power.

It seems to have noticed that someone was prying, and opened his vague eyes in the darkness, but just before they noticed the visitor, the whiteness in the maintenance worker’s eyes dissipated, and he stood on the spot with a confused face, not knowing what to do. Cuo Di looked around.

  He didn't understand why he appeared here, he thought about it, and was about to leave, but at the moment he turned around, the dark and weird palm grabbed his ankle.

  In the dark, there was a burst of hoarse laughter.

  At the top of the Dunling Pagoda, Watson opened his eyes again, and his gentle voice finally shuddered. It was not clear whether it was fear or joy.

   "It's going, Galahad."

  Watson looked at this peaceful city under the rain, and soon, hot fireworks will rush in every street.

   "Erosion will reach a critical point, and heavy rain will no longer be able to contain its loss of control."

  She whispered softly.

   "The demons are coming."

  (End of this chapter)