Chapter 455 They Are Real, and Love Is Real.

While the whole Haidaram was surging with undercurrents, Mr. Vadim on the other side had just finished his work for the day.

Today, several clients' documents were more troublesome, which made him work overtime until now.

Mr. Vadim stretched his body and moved his body, which was a little stiff after sitting for a long time.

He sorted out the things on the table in front of him, and then his eyes fell on the calendar on the desk.

There was a day on the calendar that Mr. Vadim circled with a pen. It was February 10, 49990 in the Steam Era.

The day after tomorrow is little Hela's birthday. I hope she will like the birthday gift I prepared for her.

Thinking of this, Mr. Vadim showed a gentle smile on his face.

After being awakened by Mr. Doyle's words last time, he hesitated for several days at home alone, and finally he made a decision, that is, to adopt little Hela.

Although he has not told his mother who is visiting relatives at his aunt's house, he believes that his mother will definitely like this sensible little girl like himself.

After taking another look at the calendar on the table, Mr. Vadim, with a smile on his face, picked up the bag beside him, turned off the lights and walked out of the office.

After leaving the Jolton Bank, Mr. Vadim walking on the street did not feel tired after overtime work at all, but felt very light.

Because tomorrow is Saturday, he can go to the welfare home to play with little Hela during the day.

But what should I bring tomorrow?

Otherwise, take the cheese with you, so that little Hela can get to know the family members in advance.

Cheese is so cute, little Hela should like it as much as his daughter.

Thinking of his daughter, Mr. Vadim was stunned for a moment, and his expression on his face instantly fell.

He took out a wallet from his pocket, opened it in front of him, and with the help of the light of the silver moon in the sky, Mr. Vadim looked at the small photo in the wallet infatuatedly.

It was a photo of a mother and daughter, and the mother and daughter in the photo had bright and brilliant smiles.

After a long time, Mr. Vadim closed the wallet and showed a bitter smile on his face.

My imagination seems to be getting worse recently. I always imagine that I have a gentle wife and a lovely daughter.

Is this a hallucination caused by living alone for a long time?

But fortunately, I will no longer be alone soon.

Starting from the day after tomorrow, I will really have a lovely daughter, not an imaginary daughter.

Mr. Vadim slowly exhaled, and a gentle smile appeared on his face again.

In this way, Mr. Vadim walked while thinking about what game he should play with little Hela tomorrow.

Suddenly, there was a sound of someone opening the manhole cover in the alley next to him.

Hearing this sound, Mr. Vadim subconsciously looked into the alley, and with the help of the light of the silver moon, he saw something crawling out of the sewer.

It was a fish that looked like a human, with four limbs...

The dark green skin with a slimy sheen, the large and prominent eyes with a red glow, the wide mouth full of sharp fangs...

With just one glance, Mr. Vadim's eyes widened suddenly, and he felt an irrepressible fear and nausea in his heart.

What kind of nausea was that? It was as if it was deeply rooted in his genes, and he had an irrepressible aversion and discomfort to this unknown life that had not fully evolved.

Mr. Vadim suddenly covered his mouth, shrank his body back, and leaned against the wall on the side of the road to try not to make any sound.

Lord! What on earth was that? Was it the devil recorded in the scriptures?

Or did I see it wrong? Was I dazzled?

In the alley, the monster that had just crawled out of the sewer tilted its head and glanced outside the alley. Immediately, a mocking smile appeared on its weird face.

Then it did not stay where it was, but walked straight and openly along the street towards the Jolton Cathedral on the other side.

Hearing that there was no movement in the alley, Mr. Vadim plucked up his courage and stretched his head to look into the alley, but he saw nothing.

He only saw a manhole cover that was lifted and thrown aside, telling Mr. Vadim that what he had just seen was not an illusion.

Seeing this, Mr. Vadim did not dare to delay and hurriedly ran towards the police station. He had to call the police and tell the police that a monster appeared here.

But before Mr. Vadim ran a few steps, he felt something wrong with his legs. He looked down and then he was horrified to find that his legs were gone.

Instead, there were two slippery tentacles. With a plop, Mr. Vadim fell to the ground, and strange and twisted limbs began to grow from his body.

Looking at the changes happening to himself, Mr. Vadim forgot to scream for a while, and just stared blankly.

Then, he felt as if he was getting sleepier and sleepier, and just when he fell asleep, a click suddenly sounded in his soul.

Like the sound of a lock being broken, the next second, a large number of memory images rushed into his mind.

False memories and real memories overlapped at this moment, and Mr. Vadim stared blankly at the memory images that kept flashing in his mind.

He remembered, he remembered everything, he did have a gentle wife and a lovely daughter.

This was not his imagination, but a real existence.

It's just that his wife and daughter died in the fog that covered the sky.

As the last fragment flashed by, Mr. Vadim's thoughts stopped from then on.

Just a glance, an extremely short glance, a healthy life passed away.

...

In the Jolton Cathedral, Archbishop Dino, who was sitting in the office on the second floor, frowned as if he had noticed something.

At the same time, the fishman who was walking towards the Jolton Cathedral on the street suddenly stopped, and then the flesh on his body began to rot and fall off.

The fishman murmured to himself: "The power of death?"

The fishman looked down at his body that was exposed to the white bones due to decay, and laughed softly, not caring at all.

It raised its head again, and could see a hint of enthusiasm and excitement on the face of the white bones, and it began to praise loudly.

But just as it was about to praise, a melodious bell suddenly rang from the bell tower of the Jolton Cathedral, resounding for dozens of miles.

This is the bell of the sleeping bell.

But the fishman did not stop praising because of the bell. Instead, because of the bell, it became more enthusiastic and excited:

"Father, greater than the stars, you are the supreme master."

"We humbly pray for your gaze, we devoutly pray for your mercy."

"May your will come, guide us forward in the mist, let us bathe in your majesty, and let our souls tremble in awe!"

As the last word was read, the fishman fell to the ground with a bang and scattered into a pile of bones.

Then, those bones decayed quickly under the influence of the power of death, and turned into a pile of dust in the blink of an eye.

There was only a dark green crystal left on the spot, which was the pollutant precipitated from the fishman's body.

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