In the year 668 of the world calendar, the new pirate king Roach appeared and ruled the pirates in the four seas.
And it was from this year that the whole world was shrouded in a mysterious shadow.
Insman.
The sky was always gloomy, giving off a depressing and frightening atmosphere.
"It's really... heart-wrenching weather..."
Donald got off the carriage, looked at the sky, and was silent for a long time.
Pattering.
It didn't take long for a continuous drizzle to fall, with an intensifying trend.
Donald pursed his lips and finally made a move. He opened a long-handled black rubber umbrella and slowly entered the rain curtain.
After turning into an alley and walking a few more steps, he came to a huge wooden house.
This wooden house has a black appearance and a red roof, which is clearly distinguished from the similar ones around it.
"Mr. Donald... I'm really sorry, but besides you, I really can't think of anyone else who can solve this problem... "
In front of the room, a middle-aged man with rosacea and burgundy curly hair stood, rubbing his hands uneasily.
"Since we are all church members, their business is my business, and I must come! What happened? Lucius?"
Donald glanced at the middle-aged man.
As early as a year ago, he had established the backbone of the Dream Soldier Lord's church.
The first one who enters the church is a believer, and soon he becomes a "gobbi" at the next level, assuming the responsibilities of a priest.
On top of the kopecks in each area, there are also Kshattis, who are often the person in charge of a city, with a status similar to that of a cardinal.
And Donald himself is naturally the Pope.
"The people living in this house are the Parsi family, believers in this area! Parsi himself is a paleontologist, specializing in marine life... But since a month ago, something has been wrong with him... "
Lucius murmured: "Ever since he came back from a research expedition, he became very talkative. At first, he often locked himself in the research room and wouldn't come out for a long time... Later, he became more serious and frequently did some things. Incredible behavior!”
"for example… "
Donald tightened his grip on the civilized stick.
"For example... he cut his wrists and carved some strange symbols in the bedroom with blood, showing neurotic tendencies and being aggressive... For this reason, his wife and two children had long since hid back in the countryside. "
Lucius murmured: "Of course we also approached the patrol officer, but unexpectedly, his sanity was still there and he was able to successfully complete the interrogation... Moreover, the police officer also told me that even if Patsy had Whatever the problem, you should see a psychiatrist instead of bothering him... "
A lunatic who locks himself at home all day long to go crazy can really not disturb other people and has no excuse to deal with it.
What's more, can this person still show a certain level of sobriety
"That is to say... his sanity still exists, but he behaves like this..." Donald nodded: "I probably understand why you found me..."
"There is really no other way. We also found a doctor for him, but after seeing him once, something very unfortunate happened to that doctor, which further confirmed the rumors. Our poor Mr. Passi was involved in Something... unclean."
Lucius quickly recounted: "Therefore, we decided to find some priests to pray for him... Obviously, as believers of the Lord of Dream Soldiers, we will not turn to other gods for help, but unfortunately, ordinary priests have no regard for this. They were helpless, and after they went back, they also encountered some terrible things... "
"I see!"
Donald nodded, smoothed his green hair, and knocked on the door: "Mr. Passy? Mr. Passy?"
"There has been no response since last night!"
Lucius sighed on the side: "I'm afraid something will happen to him."
"Step aside!"
Seeing this, Donald's eyes flashed and he kicked hard.
boom!
Amidst the loud noise, the door burst open.
A rotten smell hit his face, causing Donald to take out his handkerchief and cover his nose.
The room was dim and dark, and there was a lot of dust, paper scraps, and old newspapers accumulated on the ground.
On the table, a big mouse poked its head out of the cardboard box and scurried away quickly.
"Damn... Is this still a place where people live? Patsy? Patsy?"
Donald's face was solemn, and a layer of water slowly emerged on his wrist, like a transparent bracelet.
When he came to the living room, his pupils suddenly shrank.
On one wall, a large number of brown traces can be seen. Judging from the degree of dryness, it has obviously been carved for a long time, and from the color point of view, it looks very much like blood.
A strange feeling suddenly hit Donald's whole body, even making his scalp numb.
"He... really exists..."
"He... is coming..."
Donald reluctantly read out a sentence and frowned: "What does this... mean?"
"have no idea… "
Lucius shrugged his shoulders: "He's been talking about this ever since Patsy started doing something wrong."
"Be careful and don't pay attention to the symbols on the walls!"
Donald looked solemn.
After this period of hard work, his knowledge was much more than just 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, with the huge gap between us, even a slight divergence of thinking from that existence will put you in an extremely terrible predicament. …”
Donald shook his head, trying to divert his attention.
Even so, the huge blood symbol in the middle of the wall seemed to be branded in his heart and could not go away for a long time.
"My Lord... the being who controls dreams and weapons, please forgive me for my weakness!"
He immediately clenched the teaching badge in his hand and felt much better.
At this time, I didn't dare to look anymore, my eyes shifted to the corner, and I couldn't help but feel surprised.
On a blackboard, a large number of briefing papers were posted scatteredly. Some of the papers were yellowed and had clear red marker marks on them.
"Navigator Rhodes captured a huge sea monster!"
"Ten thousand years before history, who was ruling the deep sea..."
The previous ones are obviously some research and the like, focusing on marine life.
But later, the content of the various briefings completely changed.
"A gas explosion occurred in Wentan Town, killing more than 100 people!"
"Shocked... a gang war? Or a collective commotion among mental patients... the truth buried by the kingdom!"
"The Sissel flu outbreak has caused tens of thousands of deaths so far. Insman announced an unlimited blockade of Sissel, denying the entry of all goods and people... "
"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 a lot gray.
"Huh?"
But after taking a closer look, I found something different.
Among those black and white photos, there are circles with red markers.
Donald looked carefully and immediately found a mark - an upright eye in an inverted triangle! Exactly the same as that bloody symbol!
It appeared on the only broken wall left by the gas explosion, and was tattooed on the bodies of the mental patients. It was clearly shown in the crop circles.
Especially the crop circles, the huge patterns made Donald look twice.
As if it was an illusion, the vertical eyes in the photo also blinked.
"ah!"
Donald was startled and took a step back, all the pores on his body were tightly closed.
"Is this symbol...an evil god?"
He calmed down and saw the last mark on the board - "This symbol belongs to the Deep Sea Periscope - "Maya Document""
"Abyssal Periscope?"
Donald rubbed his chin.
Clang.
At this time, another sound came from the bedroom next to him.
"Patsy?"
Lucius rushed in and immediately saw the semi-mad Mr. Passy.
This once graceful scholar now looked like a skinny man with almost all his hair falling out, his cheeks were deeply sunken, and there were a lot of cuts on his arms.
"Ah! Don't come over!"
At this time, his eyes popped out and he desperately retreated into the closet.
"what happened?"
As soon as Donald entered the room, he frowned.
Because in the bedroom, that emblem can be seen everywhere, smeared with blood, like a strange decoration, occupying all four walls, ceiling, floor...
"Don't... He exists and He is watching me!"
In the closet, Patsy seemed crazy, resisting Lucius's rescue hand.
"who?"
Donald took a step forward, no longer covering up, and 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 is back... together with its brothers! They cause killing, spread despair, and brew pain... Because of this It’s something that makes them happy, and they can draw strength from it!”
Patsy cried: "You are all going to die!!!"
Buzz!
At this moment, Donald felt that the religious badge in his hand was so hot that he stepped back without thinking.
Buzz!
In an instant, all the vertical eyes of blood in this room seemed to blink.
Unspeakable darkness descended, bringing with it a powerful oppression, as if the entire room was being pulled into the deep sea.
"Ah...heh..."
Donald's clothes were soaked, and droplets of water fell from his hair. He breathed hard and licked the water around his mouth.
The fishy and salty smell made him know that this must be sea water.
"Lucius? Lucius?"
He calmed down, but found that someone was suddenly missing from the room!
Lucius, who led him in, disappeared unexpectedly. Only in the closet, Patsy was still trembling. He picked up his leather coat to cover himself, like a big mouse.
"I said… "
Donald pulled the other party out and grabbed Patsy's neck: "Since these eyes are watching you... why do you still draw them... tell me!!!"