Chapter 820 Holy Disaster of Ocalan

Chapter 820 Holy Disaster of Ocalan

It has to be said 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 were done by hard power, Lu Chen would probably spend a lot of time.

After the ancient god's will is wiped out, all that's left is the pure source, which he can quickly absorb.

Lu Chen calmed down and probed into the strange source to examine the memory fragments.

This is a rather strange feeling, like watching a documentary from a first-person perspective.

As Lu Chen put the memory fragments together, he saw the wilderness in the dark night.

The weird world of perception is obviously different from human vision. Lu Chen felt like he was in God's perspective and could see every corner of the space.

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

The land is overgrown with grass, quiet, no one, and peaceful.

A middle-aged man walked quickly across the land. He was wearing a gray robe, with a hint of anxiety and worry in his brows.

He seemed to be suppressing something, his body was trembling slightly, and he was suffering from pain.

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

Lu Chen could feel that the starting point of memory perception was what came out of the box, which was the beginning of the strange origin he had now.

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

The father was wearing a decent gray suit, the mother was wearing a goose-yellow dress, and the boy was neatly dressed in belted trousers.

Obviously, this family may have just been to some high-class occasions, and they were all dressed up exquisitely.

This is a family trip for them to go to a big city like a provincial capital to enjoy a rare vacation.

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

"You're smoking again, can't you quit? It'll cost you an extra six shillings a month."

The woman complained at the side and pulled the boy aside.

"I'm in a good mood today. I smoke one to relax in such an open place. Don't blame me."

The man said coquettishly, consciously taking two steps to the side.

"Mom, I'm a little scared."

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

The woman touched the child's head and said, "Why are you running to the suburbs so late at night? You can't see the moon in the city? It's freezing cold."

"What do you know? This is called being close to nature. Although Ocalan City is prosperous, the air is not as fresh as here."

The man retorted, "Besides, it's not like we just strolled over here after eating. It's just like taking a walk after dinner. It's good for your health."

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 them seriously. They are all legends."

The man put out his cigarette and walked to his son, "Come on, I remember there is a stadium over there. Dad will accompany you to play a few games."

The little boy shook his head solemnly, "Dad... I really feel bad. Let's go back quickly and wait until dawn tomorrow to play football here again."

He also saw that there was a stadium in the wilderness near the city. It was a place where children from Ocalan City often played, but it was so late at night that he couldn't see anything clearly.

"That's it, what are you kicking? Can you see clearly? Chenchen is right. It's all in the dark. Don't sprain your foot again soon. I won't be able to carry you."

The woman agreed to her son's proposal, but she felt that the men around her didn't understand the style. If they had this time, they might as well go back to the city to find an elegant shop and have a midnight snack.

"Don't I want to train Chenchen? A man can't be afraid of the dark."

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

The price of carriages in Ocalan City is very high. If they walk back, they can have a rich breakfast tomorrow.

The man was just about to return with his family when he suddenly frowned, raised his hand and dug his ears.

"Damn it, 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 he can't hear it clearly, it's like it's ringing in his ears.

The woman looked confused and shook her head, "No, did you drink too much tonight? Are you drunk?"

When the two of them weren't paying attention, the little boy's face turned pale. He heard it, or rather, the sound became more and more dense, ringing in his ears constantly, as if to torture people's minds, triggering the final Primal fear.

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

The man shook his head, but there were still some small sounds.

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

"You see, there are still many people who like to come to the suburbs at night to breathe fresh air."

The man smiled, seemingly touting his choice of location for the walk.

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

"Child, why are you so stunned? Didn't you say you wanted to go back?"

The man took two steps and found that his wife did not follow him, so he wondered.

"Mom, mom? Mom!"

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

"What's wrong?"

The man came back and pulled his wife down, but her face was dull, her eyes were empty, and she didn't react at all.

"Who!? Who is talking!?"

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

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

He didn't feel it before, but looking at it now, he felt that something was wrong with these people. They walked unsteadily, as if they were unconscious.

At the same time, he felt that the voices in his ears were getting noisier, full of crazy will, seductive whispers, and chilling.

The cold wind blew across the man's cheek, making him shiver. He quickly checked on his son, "Chenchen, Chenchen, can you hear me?"

The boy looked pale and said, "Dad...there are devils here. Let's go quickly. Let's go quickly."

The man's heart was frightened. He felt that he might have encountered something unclean today. He quickly picked up his wife and said, "Chenchen, hold on to my clothes. Don't let go. Let's go back to the city first."

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

As they approached the city, they finally saw clearly the situation of those who were leaving the city. They were all blind-eyed and walking like zombies. They were men, women, old and young.

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 out to those people, but like his wife, he seemed unable to hear the words of the outside world, and he walked straight towards the dark wilderness regardless of whether there was anything blocking him in front of him.

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

In the city on this side of the wilderness, countless people began to be affected and headed outside.

And it's like there is a line dividing it, starting from a certain street, the people on the other side are not affected at all.

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

Rich gentlemen either took a public carriage or boarded their own carriage, preparing to go home or go to the next stop tonight.

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

The strongest one was a high-risk night watchman, but he was sitting under the statue of the god in the church, holding a book of scriptures and studying it, and he didn't seem to notice anything unusual.

But the spread of fear is already happening, and no one is aware of it, which is the biggest anomaly.

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

He devoted himself to his work and did not realize that a strange force had quietly approached the provincial capital.

Outside the parish, in the deepest darkness of the wilderness, the man in gray robes let go of his hand. His hands were already covered with red lines, as if blood vessels were bulging, and they were hideous and terrifying.

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

The red mist spread, and in the dense mist, you could see that in the center of the red mist was an eyeball with nerve endings.

The eyeballs were huge, bigger than an adult man's fist, and were obviously not human.

The eyes that escaped from the black iron box moved around, as if they were surveying the world, and finally focused on the man in gray robe, making the man feel his scalp numb.

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

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

In less than ten minutes, more than 100,000 people came out. They moved forward one by one in a daze, swaying, but not at a slow pace.

The oriental man carried his wife on his back, trying his best to avoid the flow of people 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 evil power affecting everyone.

He worked as a manager in a food trading company, which was an office job, so his physical strength was not very good. After carrying his wife for a mile, he felt a little strenuous.

At the same time, he felt that the sounds in his ears were getting denser and denser, as if they were drilling into his brain, causing him to suffer mental breakdown and madness.

Vaguely, there seemed to be some hint in my heart that as long as I no longer resisted, I would be able to achieve purity.

And the little boy was in even more pain. Not only could he hear, but he could also see some incomprehensible things.

The bright red mist swirled in front of my eyes, transforming into various horrifying scenes, and even wanted to penetrate into my body.

He was a strong boy. He knew that his father was tired from carrying his mother on his back, so he gritted his teeth and persisted without saying a word. He just wanted to leave this place of trouble and trouble with his family as soon as possible.

Seeing this, Lu Chen regretted that he had completely erased the ancient god's will and divinity from this strange origin. Because of erasing its thinking ability, he could only see some of the images he had perceived back then and could not know anything about it. What was it "thinking" about at that time.

For example, he was confused. If this was an envoy-level weirdness, then its power would be too small, and it didn't have to be so "restricted." It could completely envelope and engulf the entire city of Ocalan, or even the entire Nora, in an instant. ADB Province.

But it seems to be very cautious. Even if it guides these mortals to the wilderness, it also restricts the area near the city. It is like an invisible barrier that separates the world into two halves. The people on the other side are singing and dancing peacefully without noticing anything. abnormal.

If this is a cautious and intentional behavior, then this weird "IQ" seems to be very high?

The man who first brought the weirdness outside Ocalan City was probably the current Red Archbishop Kural. Because he had investigated some information about the other party, Lu Chen at least knew what the other party looked like.

Why did Archbishop Kural come here, and where did the envoy-level weirdness he carried come from?

Lu Chen continued to explore in his memory with doubts.

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

He wished he could rush in immediately and get rid of the terrible sound and illusion.

But he took two steps forward and did not move. It was not because his body was not obeying its orders, but because the person behind him did not walk with him.

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

The moment he turned back, he felt like he had fallen into an ice cave, because his beloved father stopped and his mother was put down from his back. He just stood there blankly, with a ferocious and painful expression, as if Resisting something.

"dad!"

The little boy pushed his father, the man's expression still struggling.

When the boy looked back again, he found that his mother was already walking towards the wilderness. He chased after her in horror and pulled her hand, but he was only ten years old and could not compare with the strength of an adult.

"Dad, come and help me hold mom!"

The boy screamed in terror and struggled to hold his mother back to prevent her from moving forward.

After a minute or two of stalemate, he felt a familiar figure coming behind him. He was a little surprised and said, "Dad, pick up mom quickly and let's go back."

But the figure did not extend a helping hand, but just passed by the boy.

Looking up, through the remaining light of the lights in the city, the boy could see that his father's eyes had become dull and his walk was staggering. He had obviously become like the people on the road.

He was so anxious that he wanted to cry, so he quickly stretched out his other hand, took his father's arm, put his feet on the ground and leaned back hard.