Yager ran wildly all the way. Although he also came from the mysterious gospel church, compared with the monster chasing him, he was as harmless as a little white mouse.
He could hear gunfire coming from deeper in the tunnel behind him, and the Servants yelling in fear that they hadn't been able to stop the monster, and that he was coming.
Yager began to regret his decision. No one could have imagined that just killing some rats would attract a monster like Lorenzo.
He ran wildly in the complex tunnel, and the bad rat that led the way was killed first. In this complex maze, he bumped back and forth, but as if holding on to some hope, he believed that he could escape.
No one knows how long these bad rats have lived underground. They have been hiding underground in Old Dunling, unknown to the public.
But soon the sound of running water became louder and louder in the darkness, and Yager knew that he was almost outside, or in other words, another sewer, but it was better than staying in this dark tunnel.
There were hurried footsteps coming from the darkness behind him; the monster was about to catch up.
As Yager ran, he drew the dagger from his waist. Although he was afraid, he felt that he should at least have room to fight back. After all, he was once a member of the Templar Knights.
Breathing heavily and violently, he rushed out of the tunnel, staggered and nearly fell into the ditch.
He came out.
Yager looked at the place with some joy. As he expected, this was a sewer, but outside the entrance of the sewer was the Thames. He could see the simple stairs, and he could follow them to return to the city.
Under the strange feeling of oppression, even this foreign country became familiar.
He hurriedly ran outside, but at this moment, he clearly heard footsteps behind him. Lorenzo had caught up with him. In the darkness, his staff and sword reflected a faint white light, like the god of death chasing him.
"Don't run away, aren't you going to kill people to silence them?"
Lorenzo laughed and came with his staff and sword in hand.
Yager had neither the time nor the courage to reply. He hurriedly crawled out and returned to the streets of Old Dunling. Perhaps because he was too disheveled, passers-by on the street looked at him sideways. The stench from the ground still lingered on his body, and everyone frowned.
There was no need to worry about his image. He had to find a way to get rid of Lorenzo and escape directly to a crowded place. However, due to his filth and dishevelled appearance, passers-by instinctively kept a distance from him. This turned into panic when Yager swung the dagger in his hand.
But this was just the beginning of the panic. Everyone then saw the man following closely behind Yager. He was damp and looked much more embarrassed than Yager, but he was holding a staff sword and looked murderous.
The well-informed residents of Old Dunling quickly understood the situation. This might be a street vendetta. Some righteous people wanted to step forward to maintain the somewhat chaotic public order, but soon the man chasing behind shouted loudly.
"The Su Yalan Office is investigating a case. If you don't want to die, please move aside!"
Lorenzo shouted with full confidence. He began to regret not borrowing Press's police ID. Of course, if Press knew the current situation, he would also regret going back to sleep.
Hearing Lorenzo's roar, everyone stopped their actions for a moment. They were a little confused about whether it was true or not. After all, Lorenzo was not wearing a police uniform. But from his confident voice, he didn't seem to be lying.