Bizarre Detective Agency

Chapter 1116: Fifty-four. No conspiracy

Chapter 1116 Fifty-four. No conspiracy yet

Allen wiggled the tentacles under his trousers and left the shack.

He is still him, the original consciousness, the original memory. But in his mind, he added the instinct to control his body and water, as if he were hungry and eating cold to keep out the cold, as well as the supreme distorted shadow in the depths of his consciousness.

Allen is like a baby playing with his hands and feet, swinging every tentacle in a novel way, including the algae-like hairs on his lower jaw. He couldn't describe the feeling, but the flexibility of each tentacle seemed innate.

"Stop our emotions, we have to be like Christians."

At this time, the whispers of other believers around him attracted its attention.

"A Christian like that?"

"Just put on a cloak, be silent and cold..."

They wriggled their tentacles, came to the park merchant Anthony to get a robe, covered their body, and then seemed like a pagan, obscure and evil.

Allen stopped playing with himself, and followed them to get a robe to cover his unaccustomed body.

There are not a few people wearing robes like Alan. Because ordinary commoners will lose their sanity when they see them, even if they are too close, and it is fortunate that the new believers have a common language with each other.

Before long, the whispers of the Twisted Shadow descended on the consciousness of the believers, causing them to go somewhere to meet.

Arun followed the oracle of the supreme being in the back of his mind, and left the park with other scattered believers. It saw half the devotees disperse with them, turning in the direction of the outer ring of the sanctuary.

The Protestants were photographed in uneven formations, wriggling along the passage with the sound of the tides in awe of the residents, to the side of their gods.

Then they saw the exorcist leaning on a thick branch beside the twisted shadow as if in a coma, as if asleep.

"It is a dreamer." He said to the believers around him: "I can hear the curiosity in your hearts."

comes from instinct, they pray devoutly.

Soon after, Lu Li woke up with a vague curiosity.

"My followers are curious about you."

Lu Li swept over the Protestants in cloaks around him, and said straightly, "They have not come into contact with the evil gods that brought pollution, and they do not know the existence of evil gods."

Considering Lu Li's dream encounter and these infected residents who want to transform into distorted believers, they do not know that they have been targeted by a certain evil **** and become potential believers.

Lu Li, who no longer leaned on him, said to the rough branch, "Have you checked this batch of food?"

"There are pieces of contaminated meat, but no evil gods are involved."

The soft whispers only heard by Lu Li and the twisted figure resounded in their minds.

The answer is thus revealed: There is an Ability God quietly encroaching on the Wiener Refuge Area, like a stormy deep sea surging undercurrents.

"Can you trace back to the source of the breath?"

"no."

"Unless he touches this place again."

The twisted figure and the Swamp Mother answered at the same time.

The evil god's strategy was quietly hidden. Maybe he is a conspiracy cobweb pantheon, or lack of strength and injury, whatever...

"Let him out, and Roland and I will catch him and replenish your humanity."

Lu Li did not refuse: "Find other infected residents and possible believers first."

and be careful not to disturb him.

This thing is done by the distorted figure. He can bring consciousness to every believer and perceive the infidels or infected people who have infiltrated the residents, but he may also be discovered because of this.

Pagans and pagans are like natural enemies, and they will perceive each other when they are close.

But there is no better way to dig out the evil god, unless Lu Li is used as a bait, but it is obviously not equivalent to exchange Lu Li for the evil **** - the disparity of the price is like the disparity of each other's strength.

The search for the hidden evil **** needs to be done quickly, and the evacuation of the residents must also be carried out.

Mateus, who learned the news of the evil god, thought that it was a bad idea to inform the residents of the migration news in advance: the chaotic refuge area would allow the evil **** in the dark to take advantage. But changing his mind again will only make the residents panic, and he can only continue to execute and hope that Lu Li's reputation will suppress the chaos.

The refuge area gradually “squeezed” inwards. The residents of the inner ring increased in density, freeing up the marginal area for the residents of the outer ring to temporarily live in. Knight soldiers and twisted believers were stationed at the periphery of the shrinking circumference, forming the layer of iron that wraps the cans.

Then wait for the worm to arrive, and for the evil **** to emerge.

Alan, who saw the exorcist, experienced the novel feeling of being a guard to guard the residents.

Maybe better than the guards - it thought smugly.

They are not qualified to go to the land of light.

The residents were ignorant and hopeful, and the believers waited for the evil **** to appear until night fell.

The twisted figure found twelve residents carrying the evil spirit aura one after another, and they all knew nothing about their own situation. To avoid disturbing the evil spirits, Lu Li let them stay with ordinary residents and only kept watch.

At nine o'clock in the night, the residents fell asleep one after another, and twisted their figures to bring back the news: He found a believer.

…

The sound of armor rubbing and the sound of knocking on the wall ranged from far to near.

"During the curfew time, all residents should not go out... The migration is imminent, and the mayor does not want accidents. During the curfew time, all residents should not go out..."

The chaotic sound mixed with the expulsion shouts gradually faded away, and the residents who stayed in the room continued their chat.

As time went on, fewer and fewer people spoke, and their voices became lower and lower, and as the last two whispered a few words, almost everyone fell asleep.

Solona, who has always been silent, is like them, putting a burden on her neck, like an insecure woman curled up sideways in the corner.

Drowsiness struck, and she gradually merged into the sound of breathing in the room one after another.

…

Solena woke up to find herself lying in a warm room covered with soft blankets.

She grabbed the bag subconsciously, but only felt the soft pillow stuffed with velvet. As she sat up, the slippery quilt revealed dirty clothes, like mud scattered into clear water.

Sorona gradually relaxed, she didn't think this was a prison, and she didn't think that a certain noble had taken a fancy to her.

"Believers..."

Echoing whispers came to the back of her mind.

Sorona trembled slightly, her body slowly crawling on the blanket, and she recited prayers, but she was stopped.

A small silhouette like a mist gradually condensed in front of Solena, but when it was about to condense, it quickly dispersed, maintaining the state of being peeping through a foggy window.

"What's the matter..."

Sorona crawls, pressing her forehead to the vague outline of her feet: "My lord, I act according to your oracle, and no one finds me."

"Progress..."

"Thirty-four people are waiting to hear your revelation."

"There are other believers..."

"Have you found more believers? This is great!" Solena was sincerely happy.

"The exorcist is here..."

Sorona, who was lying on the blanket, paused briefly: "Yes...what do you need me to do?"

She didn't get an answer, and the feet on her forehead gradually dissipated.

…

Lu Li slowly woke up and answered the waiting of the Swamp Mother and the twisted figure.

"The evil gods don't know my existence yet, and there is no conspiracy against me. Temporary."