The streets were very noisy in the early morning.
After seeing the mutilated bodies, the crowd dispersed, but the atmosphere of panic continued to spread. This was the eighth body found in half a month. Both the pro-war and conservative factions had people patrolling and investigating, but the murderer did not leave any clues.
Those evil beings were extremely cunning. A professional who was investigating the situation even lost her life. She was found naked in a stinking ditch, with her eyes, ears and limbs disappeared without a trace.
Fear spread across the east side of the bridge.
Many people have discovered the strangeness. This does not seem like a simple massacre, but more like a sacrifice.
This incident led to the breeding of fear. Many people would try not to go out after a busy day at work. But even so, corpses would still appear in the downtown area after a while.
From once every five days at the beginning, once every three days, to now, once a day.
This kind of blood sacrifice seems to be becoming more and more frequent. There is a steel knife hanging over everyone's head, and no one knows when they will die.
Chen Feng stood there with a slightly frown on his face. Time makes people forget many things, but the corpse just now was like a hub, awakening some of his memories.
The blood sacrifice is just the beginning. In Chen Feng’s memory, these broken corpses are just the beginning of the evil sacrifice. As time goes by, more and more lives will be sacrificed in various forms of slaughter.
For Qiaodong at that time, it was as if it was shrouded in rain and everyone lived in fear.
Ordinary people were just appetizers. After a while, even professionals were used as sacrifices. That period could be said to be the most powerless period for Qiaodong.
According to incomplete statistics, more than 600 innocent people died as sacrifices. This is a very horrifying number. However, even though so many people died, the murderer has never been caught.
Sacrifice will bring about a series of changes. At the end of the sacrifice, a very serious thing will happen, that is, a swarm of insects will attack the city!
It can be said that the Sacrifice of Fear reduced the cohesion of Qiaodong to the lowest level. Thirty percent of the reason why the insect tide broke through the city gate so easily was because of this incident.
Chen Feng can guarantee that this is not the work of a simple demon, but a more orderly creature, the devil!
The Abyss is the domain of demons, while the Nine Hells are the home of devils.
Demons are known for pure, varied meanness. Demons revel in the power of the coveted, the insane, the evil, but demons always have an agenda, a plan of attack, and a carefully conceived plot for necessary revenge.
Only the devil could have such a horrific plan. If it were just a group of simple demons, a group of chaotic lunatics would prefer to suddenly arrive in the dead of night and start killing.
But demons are different... They like the feeling of being in control of the overall situation, hiding quietly in the dark and creating countless cruel killings.
It's strange to say, in the previous life, after the insect tide broke out, the devil's sacrifice disappeared without a trace. Some people speculated that the other party might have died in the mouth of the insects.
only…
Can someone who can easily commit such a bloody crime and still remain at large be killed by insects so easily? Chen Feng has always been skeptical about this matter.
A troubled time.
Chen Feng must be extremely careful.
The water in the east of the bridge is very deep. Not only are there conservatives and war advocates, but there are also existences like demons hiding in the dark that need to be treated with even more caution.
… …
The cellar never sees sunlight all year round, and there are cold black shadows everywhere. From time to time, a few cockroaches and centipedes crawl by. Even though these insects are not as huge as the ones outside, due to the transformation of energy, their bodies are as big as a palm. Countless insect legs step on the ground, making a crackling sound, which is creepy.
There is a depressing and heavy smell of death here. Even the dumbest cockroaches and centipedes are on edge, facing all kinds of murderous intentions in this small world.
A smell of boiling blood came from not far away.
The reason why it was called boiling was because of the water vapor floating in the air. No! To be exact, it was blood vapor. The thick blood was boiled and floated in the air, rendering this deep cellar like a dark sea of blood, giving people the illusion and horror of stepping into hell.
The deep cellar leads to nowhere, and a thick smell of blood is coming from the depths. Following the smell of blood, even the bravest warrior will feel depressed and nervous.
Deep in the strange blood-colored depths was a horrifying scene. There were no animals or plants here, only vaporized blood mist floating in the middle of the road. On the ground, scattered were dense human skeletons. These skeletons were white and soft, and had obviously been boiled at high temperature.
The skeletons were of various sizes, from infants to adults, and in the center of the bones was a huge copper pot.
A huge furnace was built under the copper pot. At the bottom, the scorching flames seemed to never go out. Two skinny figures were throwing fuel into the furnace. Looking up, in addition to some coal and wood, there were also scattered bones and rotten corpses.
fear!
This place is like a crematorium.
If you look closely, you will see that the two porters who delivered the bodies had an inverted pentagon-shaped group tattooed on their necks, with a black goat painted inside.
The devil's followers.
Devils like to use this pattern as an ornament. They regard it as a totem and pass it down from generation to generation.
Deep cellars, floating blood mist, scattered bones, boiling corpse furnaces, devil's followers...
This can no longer be described as horrifying, but rather a true loss of humanity.
Gurgle!
There was a slight sound coming from the copper pot, and then a figure slowly emerged from the boiling copper pot.
It was covered in blood red. Under the high temperature burning, it was soaked in thick plasma, as if it was melted, and had completely merged into one with the countless blood.
There was no skin on the other person's body at all. He looked as if he had been skinned, with only the bright red flesh exposed.
Because of this, its appearance is impossible to explore.
"The city is shrouded in death."
"The killing ritual continues, projecting the power of panic into every corner of the city."
The two people around him knelt down devoutly.
Looking at the two loyal believers, the blood corpse turned a blind eye and just said hoarsely: "The flower of hell's will will bloom here..."
In front of the copper pot.
The believers kneeling on the ground began to pray, and one horrifying prayer after another gathered in this secret room...