I have to say that the existence of the God Eater saved Lu Chen a lot of energy. Otherwise, the will of the ancient gods would not be so easy to erase. If it came from hard power, Lu Chen would probably have to spend a lot of time.

After the will of the ancient **** was erased, what remained was the pure source, which he could absorb quickly.

Lu Chen sank his mind, probed into the strange source of consciousness, and checked the memory fragments.

This is a rather strange feeling, like watching a documentary from the first point of view.

As Lu Chen guided and pieced together those memory fragments, he saw the wilderness in the dark night.

The strange perception of the world is obviously different from that of human beings. Lu Chen seems to be in the perspective of God and can see every corner of the space.

The night wind was blowing quietly, the moon and stars were sparse, and the lights of Ocalan City in the distance were very conspicuous.

A place full of weeds, quiet and no one, a peaceful place. .

A middle-aged man walked quickly across the ground. He was wearing a gray robe, and there was a trace of anxiety and worry in his eyebrows.

He seemed to be suppressing something, his body trembling faintly, suffering from pain.

Finally, he stopped on this wilderness and took out a black iron box from his arms, which was constantly shaking.

Lu Chen could feel that the starting point for the perception of memory came from the box, and that was the beginning of the strange origin he had now.

Near the city of Ocalan, a family was looking out into the endless wilderness.

The father was wearing a decent gray suit, the mother was wearing a long goose-yellow skirt, and the boy was wearing panties, neatly groomed.

Obviously, this family may have just been to some high-end occasions and dressed very delicately.

It was a family trip for them to enjoy a rare vacation in a metropolis like a provincial capital.

The middle-aged man took out a box of matches, lit a cigarette against the wind, exhaled a long breath, and the smoke rose.

"Can't you quit smoking again? Six shillings more a month."

The woman complained and pulled the boy aside.

"I'm in a good mood today. In such an open place, take a break and stop muttering about me."

The man snorted, and consciously took two steps to the side.

"Mom, I'm a little scared."

The boy looked at the darkness of the wilderness and shrank beside his mother.

The woman touched the child's head, "That is, what are you running to the suburbs at night, and you can't see the moon in the city? It's cold."

"What do you know? It's called being close to nature. Although Ocalan is prosperous, it can't compare to the fresh air here."

The man retorted, "And it's not like we just walked over after dinner, so it's good for our health to take a walk after dinner."

The woman bickered: "Originally the air was fresh, but someone was creating pollution."

"Mom and Dad, let's go back, I feel... there seems to be a devil in the darkness."

The little boy said, he felt very bad, as if something was watching him.

"Hey, Chenchen, you are a boy, how can you be afraid of the dark? Although your sister often tells you some classic stories, you can't take it seriously. It's all legends."

The man put out the cigarette and walked over to his son, "Come on, I remember that there is a stadium over there. Dad will accompany you to kick your feet."

The little boy shook his head solemnly, "Dad... I really don't feel good. Let's go back quickly, and come here to play football when it's dawn tomorrow."

He also saw that near the city, there was a golf course in the wilderness, which was a place where children in Ocalan often came to play, but at night, he couldn't see anything clearly.

"That's right, can you see what you're kicking? Chenchen is right. The lights are blindingly bright. Don't slap your feet again for a while. I can't carry you."

The woman agreed with her son's proposal, but felt that the men around her were puzzled. With this time, they might as well go back to the city to find an elegant shop and have a late night snack.

"Don't I want to exercise Chenchen, a man can't be afraid of the dark."

The man shrugged, "Okay, since you don't want to go, let's go back. It will take half an hour to walk back to the hotel."

The price of carriages in Ocalan is very high. If they go back, they can have a richer breakfast tomorrow.

Just as the man was about to return with his family, he suddenly frowned, raised his hand and plucked out his ears.

"Fuck the kid, did you hear anything?"

He looked around and couldn't see any shadows, but he did hear some voices just now.

It's just that it doesn't really sound like it's ringing in his ear.

The woman looked puzzled and shook her head, "No, did you drink too much at night and get drunk?"

When the two of them were not paying attention, the little boy's complexion became pale. He heard it. It would be better to say that the voice became more and more dense, and it kept ringing in his ears, as if to torture people's mind, causing the most original fear.

"It's a bit evil, let's go back first."

The man shook his head, but there was still some fine voice.

Just as a few people turned around and left in the direction of the city, they saw many people walking out of the city with empty eyes.

"You see, there are still a lot of people who like to come to the suburbs at night to get some fresh air."

The man laughed, as if touting his choice of where to go for a walk.

The little boy took his mother's hand and wanted to return to the city quickly, but found that his mother had stopped moving.

"My son, why are you stunned? Didn't you say you wanted to go back?"

The man took two steps and found that his wife hadn't followed and wondered.

"Mom, mom? Mom!"

The little boy shook his mother, but the woman was unmoved, standing there as if she had lost her soul.

"What's wrong?"

The man came back and pulled his wife down, but the other side was sluggish, his eyes were blank, and there was no response at all.

"Who!? Who is talking!?"

The man turned his head suddenly, but there was no one around, and the voice he heard didn't sound like human language.

When he looked back, he found that there were more people walking out of the city, and the roads leading to the suburbs were crowded with people.

I didn't think it before, but looking at it now, he feels that these people are also very wrong, and they walk staggeringly, as if they are unconscious.

At the same time, he felt the voices in his ears louder, full of crazy will, demagogic whispers, chilling.

The cold wind blew across the man's cheek, causing him to shudder. He hurriedly checked his son's condition, "Chenchen, Chenchen, can you hear me?"

The boy's face was pale, "Dad... there is a devil here, let's go, let's go."

The man froze, feeling that he might have encountered something unclean today, so he quickly carried his wife, "Chenchen, take the corner of my clothes, don't let go, let's go back to the city first."

The boy nodded, pulled the corner of his father's shirt, and followed in his father's footsteps.

When they approached the city, they finally saw the situation of those who went out of the city. All of them were blank-eyed and marched forward like walking corpses. There were men, women and children.

The boy also recognized several vendors he had seen on the street before, selling snacks on the outskirts of the city.

The man tried to call those people, but like his wife, he seemed to be unable to hear the outside world, and he walked straight towards the pitch-black wilderness regardless of whether there was anything blocking him or not.

Lu Chen switched his perspective and went to explore the city of Ocalan. The scene was really weird.

In the urban area on this side of the wilderness, countless people began to be affected and walked outside.

And as if there is a line dividing, starting from a certain street, the people on the other side are completely unaffected.

The elderly on the road walked slowly, and the ladies occasionally paused to gently soften their ankles to relieve the fatigue caused by high heels.

The rich gentlemen either got on the stagecoach, or got on their own, ready to go home or go to the next stop tonight.

In the Ocalan Cathedral in the center of the city, at this time, the clergy had already left work, and only seven or eight night watchmen were on duty in the church.

The strongest one is a high-risk night watchman, but he is sitting under the statue of the church, holding a book of scriptures and studying, and he doesn't seem to notice any abnormality.

The spread of fear is already happening, and no one notices it, which is the biggest abnormality.

On the top floor of the church, in the bishop's office, an elderly man was correcting documents. It was not Archbishop Geer, whom Lu Chen had met, but the bishop of Ocalan Diocese ten years ago.

He threw himself into his work, and did not find that strange forces had quietly approached the provincial capital.

Outside the parish, in the deepest darkness of the wilderness, the man in the gray robe released his hand, and his hands were covered with red lines, like blood vessels bursting out, terrifying.

The black iron box fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and the lid was opened.

The red mist spread out, and it was visible in the dense mist. In the center of the red mist was an eyeball with nerve endings.

This eyeball is huge, bigger than the fist of an adult man, obviously not human.

The eyeballs that escaped from the black iron box turned, as if examining the world, and finally fixed their eyes on the man in the gray robe, which made the man feel a tingling in his scalp.

He gritted his teeth, retracted his hands into his sleeves tremblingly, and ran away across the wilderness.

At the same time, on the other side, Lu Chen saw more and more people gathered outside the suburbs.

In less than ten minutes, more than 100,000 people poured out. They moved forward in a trance, swaying, but the speed was not slow.

The oriental man carried his wife behind his back, trying his best to avoid the crowd, and wanted to return to a safe place in the city.

No matter how you look at the scene in front of you, it is not normal. Even if it is not a ghost, there must be an evil force affecting everyone.

He manages a food trading company, which is office work, so his physical strength is not very good. After walking a mile with his wife on his back, he feels a little exhausted.

At the same time, he felt that the sound in his ears was getting more and more dense, as if it had penetrated into his brain, causing a nervous breakdown and going crazy.

Vaguely, there seems to be some kind of hint in my heart that as long as I no longer resist, I can get pure.

And the little boy suffered even more. He could not only hear, but also see something incomprehensible.

The dark red mist lingered in front of his eyes, transforming into all kinds of terrifying sights, and he wanted to seep into his body.

He is a strong boy, knowing that his father is tired of carrying his mother behind his back, so he gritted his teeth and insisted without saying a word, just wanting to leave the right and wrong place with his family quickly.

Seeing this, Lu Chen regretted that he had completely wiped out the will and divinity of the ancient **** of the strange origin. Because his thinking was wiped away, he could only see some of the images that he had perceived back then, and he could not know it. It was "thinking" something at the time.

For example, he is very puzzled. If this is an angel-level weirdness, then its power is too small, and there is no need to be so "prudent", it can completely engulf the entire city of Ocalan in an instant, and even the entire Nova ADB Province.

But it seems to be very cautious. Even if it guides these mortals to the wilderness, it restricts the area near the city. It seems that there is an invisible barrier that separates the world into two halves. abnormal.

If this was deliberate, intentional behavior, does this weird "IQ" seem to be high?

The man who first brought the weirdness outside of Ocalan City should be the current Archbishop of Kular. Because he has investigated some information about the other party, Lu Chen at least knows what the other party looks like.

Why did Archbishop Kular come here, and where did the angel-level weirdness he carry on his body come from?

With doubts, Lu Chen continued to explore in his memory.

Seeing the original owner, Lu Chen, the little boy saw that the city gate was approaching, with a happy smile on his face.

He can't wait to rush in immediately and get rid of the terrible sound and vision.

But he took two steps forward and didn't move. It wasn't that his body didn't obey, but the people behind him didn't walk with him.

Fear rose in his heart, and he turned back stiffly, "Dad?"

The moment he turned back, he was like falling into an ice cave, because his beloved father had stopped and his mother had also been put down from his back, so he stood there blankly, his expression grim and painful, as if Resist something.

"dad!"

The little boy pushed his father~lightnovelpub.net~ The man's expression was still struggling.

The boy turned around again, but found that his mother was already walking in the direction of the wilderness. He chased after him in horror and pulled his mother's hand, but he was only ten years old, and he couldn't compare to the strength of an adult.

"Dad, come and help me hold Mommy!"

The boy screamed in horror, struggling to hold his mother to keep him from moving forward.

After a stalemate for a minute or two, he felt a familiar figure behind him, and he was a little surprised, "Dad, quickly carry mom, let's go back."

But the figure didn't lend a helping hand, just brushed past the boy.

Looking up, with the afterglow of the lights in the city, the boy could see that his father's eyes had become dull, and he was walking staggeringly, obviously becoming the same as the people on the road.

He wanted to cry in a hurry, so he quickly stretched out his other hand, took his father's arm, and stepped back with his feet on the ground.

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