Primordial Sequence

After the three demons were killed, the locust-like puppets screamed and began to rot. Within a few minutes, the ground was covered with disgusting red flesh, and the crimson blood flooded the entire city. Miao carried Gandalf on his back and ran through the deep bloody mud. Within five minutes, he saw the lonely train parked on the track.

"Adri, help."

Adri heard the sound and looked back to see Camus running over with a bloody face carrying the seriously injured Gandalf.

"Oh my god... is that demon so powerful? It's so miserable." After regaining consciousness, Adri quickly ran onto the train. When he saw Gandalf who was about to be chopped into a human stick, he looked sympathetic. Open your mouth.

Kamiao took a breath after hearing this. He looked outside the car strangely, coughed and then spoke calmly.

"He asked for it. I'll look for the corpses." After saying that, Camus ran out again. The entire fifth city became a demon hell. He didn't know if those corpses could be used, but some people in the Priory also died. , it should work fine.

"Move their bodies in." When Camus saw the scarred transcendent at the door, he immediately said indifferently, and then looked aside.

"You are not injured."

"No, you don't look too good." Susie, who had changed into a new suit, said calmly. He looked at Kamius, who still had blood on the corner of his mouth, and asked softly.

"A little bit, we have to get out of here quickly, this is a trap." Camus' words were a little hasty, and Laura on the side looked a little ugly when she heard this.

"Didn't you go to verify something? What's the result?"

Kamiao took a deep breath, thought for a while and spoke in a low voice. "I suspect it has something to do with the fallen saint. There is a closed stone door underground in every Hades Palace. Although there is no direct evidence to prove it, my hunch is definitely not wrong."

Akali seemed to remember something when she heard this. She looked at the dark red earth under her feet and spoke in a low voice.

"I suspect there is something influencing our thinking, or even directly controlling it."

"Boom..." Just after saying these words, a dull thunder sounded in the sky, and the originally dull sky suddenly turned dark.

"Papa..."

Suddenly there was a heavy downpour in the darkness, and Camus wiped his face. When he saw the rain on his hands, his eyes immediately shrank, and his pale face suddenly turned livid.

"It's a rain of blood."

"Hey...get out of here quickly." After hearing this, Laura next to her immediately changed her face. She was shocked by the rain of blood out of thin air.

"I don't think we can leave." Casca said quietly on the side. Hearing his tone of voice was a bit strange, the Camus group looked back and saw Casca quietly lowering his head and looking at his arms.

"lamp……"

Because it was too dark and there was rain of blood, Laura spoke in a low voice. There was a mist, and a gas lamp with blue light appeared in his hand. Everyone looked at the light.

"What is this?" Camus immediately saw black threads appearing under the skin of Casca's arms. These threads spread around like spider webs, covering his arms in a few breaths.

"hiss……."

Feeling that something was wrong, Camus immediately tore off his clothes, only to see dense black threads crawling to his chest.

"Me too." Susie also opened her sleeves, and she also saw the black silk thread.

"I have it too……"

“…….”

After discovering that everyone had these black threads, Camus almost collapsed, and he expressed his conclusion in a cold voice.

"The entire Toktor Republic is a trap, and these black threads are the real culprits behind the scenes. I even suspect that his retaliatory behavior and wrong judgment were also influenced by him. Our most correct approach should be to find ways to find The moon left this place, but made the most irrational choice, and...why did we take revenge? Even the inexplicable pleasure and desire to kill."

Laura closed her eyes when she heard this, and her face became paler after recalling everything that happened when they came to the Kingdom of Toktor.

"Our characters have changed without us noticing. They have gradually become bloodthirsty, violent, and cruel. Even if they want to change, it will be too sudden."

"It must be the underground gate of the Hades Palace. No wonder they didn't send people to chase us. It turns out they knew this was a trap." Laura said in a cold voice. He also figured out something. The entire Toktor Kingdom was evil. The believers occupied it, even on purpose.

"Ahem... I know what's going on." Gandalf coughed and walked out of the carriage after recovering from his injuries. Although he was healed by Yardley, his injuries from Susie's violent beating were not yet healed.

"If it's according to what Camus said, if it's related to the Fallen Saint, I can give an explanation here."

After saying this, Gandalf squatted down and peeled away the dark red soil. Only then did they see that the blood rain was absorbed by the ground as soon as it fell. However, Gandalf didn't care about this at all. He stretched out his hand fiercely. Go down.

"Bang..." As the ground was lifted by his arm, he pulled out a bunch of red blood threads twisting left and right.

"Sure enough, what I felt when I lost control was correct."

"This is……"

Seeing such a thing under their feet, everyone immediately looked at the ground with unsightly expressions, except Gandalf, who was lying on the ground with his limbs spread out and laughed.

"The fallen saint was redeemed after death, but he had already committed suicide at that time. In order to be resurrected, he betrayed the sun and fell to the underworld. The underworld made many preparations to resurrect him, but no one knew what these preparations were, but ...I understand now." After saying this, Gandalf looked at the others with a bitter smile.

"When I lost control, I found that the vitality of the entire city was pouring underground. This large-scale vitality requires large-scale massacres and long-term accumulation. After obtaining the management rights of the Toktor Kingdom, Hades Palace, If the cultists are allowed to run rampant, leading to frequent bloody incidents, coupled with the government's inaction, the entire Toktor Republic will be a living hell. Haven't you noticed that the entire Toktor Nation is shrouded in violence? ? Whether it’s a commoner or a noble?”

Hearing this, Kamius took a breath. The Underworld played a big game of chess. If it was true, they would have prepared to sacrifice the Toktors and tens of millions of people alive. However, he and others accidentally made the mistake because of their injuries. After entering here, I was contaminated with something that affected my mood and correct judgment. Normally, this kind of mood would not be noticed by others. By the time they reacted, it would be too late.

"Leave here first." Laura, who understood everything, said coldly.

"It's too late... he's coming out." Gandalf heard the words and looked at the dark sky with a bitter smile. At this moment, the ground under their feet suddenly trembled. Along with the ground shaking, the Hades Palace in the city suddenly It collapsed, and a door covered with bloodshot threads was pulled up. The bloodshot threads of the entire city were seen pouring in from the cracks of the stone door like a tide. It looked very seeping. Gradually, a stream of black mucus penetrated through the stone door. The gaps seeped out.

"Go quickly, that is the source of sin and terror, don't get caught, you will be assimilated."

Seeing black mucus flowing out, Gandalf reminded him urgently, and Camus and the others eagerly ran onto the train.

"Run outside as far as you can."

"boom……"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook, and with an earth-shattering explosion, the entire Fifth City fell. Deep red magma erupted like the scorching sun, and red tentacles surrounded the huge stone gate and shot up into the sky. , those black slimes sprinkled down like rain.

"Go to the suburbs. I suspect this is a ritual. Hades will only be placed in cities."

Finally, the train crookedly ran towards the suburbs. The frightened Kamu looked at the black stone door surrounded by tall people behind him, his expression becoming more and more gloomy.