Chapter 883 Weird

In the 668th year of the world calendar, the new pirate king Roach appeared, ruling the pirates all over the world.

And it was from this year that the whole world fell into a mysterious shadow.

Insman.

The sky is always gloomy, revealing a depressing and frightening atmosphere.

"It's really... a dreadful weather..."

Donald got off the carriage, looked at the sky, and fell silent for a long time.

patter.

Not long after, a continuous drizzle fell, with a tendency to intensify.

Donald pursed his lips, finally made a move, opened a long-handled black rubber umbrella, and slowly entered the rain.

Turning into an alley and walking a few more steps, he came to a huge wooden house.

The wooden house has a black exterior and a red roof, clearly distinguishing it from the surrounding ones.

"Mr. Donald... I'm really sorry, but I really can't think of anyone else who can solve this problem except you..."

In front of the room, a middle-aged man with wine-red curly hair stood still, rubbing his hands uneasily.

"Since they are all church members, their affairs are my affairs. I must come! What happened? Lucius?"

Donald glanced at the middle-aged man.

As early as a year ago, he built the backbone of the church of the Lord of Dream Soldiers.

First of all, as soon as you get started, you are naturally a believer, and soon you will be a higher-level 'Gobbi', who is acting as a priest.

On top of the kopeks in each region, there is Chadsis, who is often the person in charge of a city, and his status is similar to that of a cardinal.

And Donald himself is naturally the Pope.

"The people living in this house are the Passy family of believers in this area! Passy himself is a paleontologist, specializing in marine life... But since a month ago, he has been very wrong..."

Lucius murmured: "Since he came back from a long-distance voyage, he has become obsessed. At the beginning, he often locked himself in the research room and didn't come out for a long time... Later, he got worse and made frequent mistakes. Some incredible behavior!"

"for example……"

Donald clenched the Civilization Stick in his hand.

"For example... cut his own wrist, used blood to carve some strange symbols in the bedroom, showing a tendency to be nervous and aggressive... For this reason, his wife and two children have long since fled back to the countryside. go down."

Lucius murmured: "Of course we also approached the policeman, but to our surprise, his sanity was still there and he was able to complete the interrogation smoothly... Moreover, the policeman also told me that even Percy If you have any problems, you should see a psychiatrist instead of bothering him..."

A psychopath who shuts himself up at home all day and is crazy, and indeed does not disturb other people, and has no excuse to deal with it.

What's more, can this person still show a certain degree of sobriety?

"In other words...his sanity is still there, but he did this kind of behavior..." Donald nodded: "I probably understand why you guys found me..."

"There is really no way. We also found a doctor for him, but after seeing him once, the doctor encountered a very unfortunate thing, which further confirmed the rumors that our poor Mr. Passy got involved with Something...unclean."

Lucius spoke quickly: "Therefore, we decided to find some priests to pray for him...Obviously, as believers of the Lord of Dream Soldiers, we would not ask other gods for help, but it is a pity that ordinary priests are not right at all. This is helpless, and after they went back, they all encountered some terrible things..."

"I see!"

Donald nodded, brushed his green hair, and knocked on the door: "Mr. Passy? Mr. Passy?"

"Since last night, there has been no response!"

Lucius sighed on the side: "I'm afraid something happened to him."

"Step aside!"

Seeing this, Donald's eyes flashed, and he kicked violently.

boom!

Amidst the loud noise, the door burst open.

A rotten smell hit his face, making Donald take out his handkerchief and cover his nose.

The room was dim and dark, and there was a lot of dust accumulated on the ground, as well as various scraps of paper and old newspapers.

On the table, a big mouse poked its head out of the cardboard box and ran away quickly.

"Damn...Is this still a place where people live? Passy? Passy?"

Donald's face was solemn, and a layer of water slowly emerged above his wrist, like a transparent bracelet.

When he came to the living room, his pupils shrank suddenly.

On one wall, a large number of brown traces came into view. Judging from the degree of drying, it was obvious that it had been carved for a long time, and, judging from the color, it looked like blood.

A strange feeling suddenly hit Donald's body, even making his scalp numb.

"He... really exists..."

"He... came..."

Donald managed to read a sentence, frowning: "What... do you mean?"

"have no idea……"

Lu Hughes shrugged: "Persy has been talking about this since he started to be wrong."

"Be careful, don't pay attention to the symbols on the wall!"

Donald looked serious.

After this period of hard work, his knowledge is not just as simple as that of a sailor.

"Some symbols of evil gods have powerful effects in themselves, and can even allow you to communicate with a certain existence...Of course, given the huge gap between us, even a slight divergence of thinking by that existence will put you in a terrible predicament among……"

Donald shook his head, trying to divert his attention.

Even so, the huge blood symbol in the middle of the wall is also like a brand, and it will not fade away in his heart for a long time.

"My lord... the existence of mastering dreams and weapons, please forgive my weakness!"

He immediately clenched the teaching emblem in his hand, and immediately felt much better.

At this time, I didn't dare to look any more, my eyes shifted to the corner, and I couldn't help but be surprised.

On a blackboard, a large number of briefings were pasted here and there, some of the paper was yellowed, and there were clear red markers on it.

"Navigator Rhodes captured a giant sea monster!"

"Ten thousand years before history, who ruled the deep sea..."

Some of the previous ones are obviously researches and the like, focusing on marine life.

But then, the content of the various briefings changed completely.

"A gas explosion occurred in Wentan Town, killing more than 100 people!"

"Shocking... gangster fire? Or a collective riot of mental patients... the truth buried by the kingdom!"

"The Sissel flu broke out! So far, tens of thousands of people have died. Insman announced an unlimited blockade of Sissel, refusing all goods and personnel to enter..."

"Huge strange circles appear in wheat fields everywhere!"

...

Seeing these briefings, Donald couldn't help but sigh deeply, knowing that the world has been in troubled times recently, and even his benefactor's hair has turned gray a lot.

"Huh?"

But after a closer look, they found a difference.

In those black-and-white photos, there are circles with red marker pens.

Donald took a closer look, and immediately found a mark - in the inverted triangle, a vertical eye! It's exactly the same as that bloody symbol!

It appeared on the only broken wall left by the gas explosion, and was also tattooed on the bodies of those mental patients, while it was clearly shown in the crop circle.

Especially the crop circle, the huge pattern, made Donald look twice more.

As if it were an illusion, the vertical eyes in the photo also blinked.

"ah!"

Donald shuddered, took a step back, and closed all the pores of his body.

"Is this symbol... an evil god?"

He gathered himself together and saw the last mark on the board - 'This symbol belongs to the deep sea periscope - "Maya Document"'

"Abyssal periscope?"

Donald stroked his chin.

bang.

At this time, another sound came from the bedroom next to him.

"Passy?"

Lucius rushed in, and immediately saw the half-mad Mr. Passy.

This once handsome scholar now looks like a skinny body, with almost all hair gone, deeply sunken cheeks, and a large number of cut marks on his arms.

"Ah! Don't come here!"

At this moment, his eyes were bulging, and he shrank desperately into the closet.

"what happened?"

As soon as Donald entered the room, he frowned.

Because in the bedroom, the emblem can be seen everywhere, smeared with blood, like a strange decoration, occupying all four walls, ceiling, floor... all.

"Don't...he exists, he is watching me!"

In the closet, Percy looked crazy, pushing Lu Xiusi's rescue hand.

"who?"

Donald took a step forward, no longer trying to hide it, a circle of water surrounded his body.

"The periscope in the deep sea! The existence of twisted souls... It was one of the rulers of the ocean in ancient times. At this time, it has returned... Together with its brothers! They create killing, spread despair, brew pain... ...Because this is something that pleases them and draws strength from it!"

Percy cried, "You're all going to die!!!"

hum!

At this moment, Donald felt that the teaching emblem in his hand was so hot that he backed away without thinking.

hum!

In an instant, all the vertical eyes of blood in this room seemed to blink.

An unspeakable darkness descended, carrying a powerful oppression, as if the entire room was being pulled into the deep sea.

"Ah... heh..."

Donald's clothes were drenched, drops of water fell from his hair, he breathed heavily, and licked the water from his mouth again.

The fishy and salty smell made him know that it must be sea water.

"Lucius? Luhuus?"

He collected himself, but found that there was suddenly one person missing in the room!

The Lucius who led him in disappeared. Only in the closet, Patsy was still trembling, picking up the leather jacket to cover himself, like a big mouse.

"I said……"

Donald pulled him out and grabbed Percy's neck: "Since these eyes are watching you...why do you draw it...tell me!!!"