urban area at the same time.
The night gradually shrouded, and it was time for the lights to come on.
The city's population is small, and its citizens don't seem to like the nightlife very much. The clock in the store has just passed seven o'clock, and there are not many pedestrians on the road.
A drink shop on the street hadn't put away the tables and chairs outside, and the clerk on duty took advantage of his spare time to be lazy. He was yawning as he wiped his glass, and glanced out from time to time, wondering when the two guests sitting there would leave.
The young girl was okay, she was dressed normally, but she wore an extra peaked cap, and she was currently flicking the few remaining ice cubes in the glass with a straw. But the other was much weirder.
The man wrapped himself tightly in a long windbreaker, and the hood behind his neck was pulled tightly, trying not to expose any inch of skin. Even the places that had to be exposed from the clothes were covered with bandages, even the face.
Sensing the gaze cast from the counter, Jian Mingjia lowered the brim of her hat, trying to make herself less noticed, she was somewhat guilty at the moment, and only hoped that the less conspicuous the better—although she knew that as long as this person It's futile to still sit by the side.
Still, it's not a bad thing to be so easy to grab attention. When the last piece of ice at the bottom of the cup also melted into a ball, Jian Mingjia heard someone approaching in a hurry, pulled away the chair and sat down.
"I saw you sitting here at a glance."
The man gasped and said, "I hurried across the road."
It's okay not to look up, but when she looked up, she was taken aback by the other party's distressed appearance.
"How did you do this?" Jian Mingjia asked, "Didn't you just ask for news?"
The man sitting across from him was not very old, and he was wearing a long coat. She saw it was a complete coat a few hours ago, instead of the hem of the coat now that it was full of tattered strips. There were a few blood marks on the face, and the scratch was quite deep.
"Chased." He said vaguely.
"Tell me what you found there first."
she
Jian Mingjia let out a breath.
When she opened her eyes, she found that she was the only one sitting on the bench in the city park, without Lin You and Geng Qinghe's shadows. She was dazed.
Fortunately, she quickly managed to meet up with another teammate—that is, the man who just arrived and sat across from him. He called himself Luo Jing. The two walked around the park to make sure there were no other players around, and when they were thinking about what to do next, they ran into this strange man who covered himself from head to toe.
At that time, he was standing under a tree watching them from afar.
Or can't say "look", because his face is also completely covered with bandages, can only be said to be facing this direction, beckoning them to come over, asking them to call him Worm.
Worm is not a player, and Jian Mingjia is quite sure of this. He plays a role similar to a plot guide, and he has his eyes on the two of them for some reason, hoping to ask for help.
He can't speak, all rely on writing. In an exchange mixed with hand gestures, she and Luo Jing learned step by step that there is a large-scale secret society organization quietly operating underground in this city, and some summoning ceremony will be held in the near future, Worm wants to stop them .
As the saying goes, there are three caves for the cunning rabbit, and this organization is no exception. Worm only knows one of their meeting places. Luo Jing volunteered to undertake the task of spying on the intelligence, and made an appointment to meet at this beverage shop.
Jian Mingjia naturally didn't do nothing.
Worm knew Latin, and was very interested in the two sheets of paper in her hand.
After translating some of the recipes in the manuscript, he told her that it might come in handy in the battle they were about to face later, and that he could provide the most important material among them, and asked her to prepare the rest as soon as possible.
Jian Mingjia never expected that the piece of paper found in Silent Hill Hospital would play a role in this dungeon. So, when Luo Jing went to spy on the organization's information, she found a way to sneak into the laboratory of a nearby university and secretly "get" some frankincense and sulfur saltpeter.
"The medicine is all here," she said, "just one last step away."
Luo Jing nodded.
"I'm so curious what the most important material is."
He looked at Worm, who didn't write that thing into the translated recipe list at all, "Can't you reveal it?"
The Bandage Man pulled a piece of paper from the table and wrote a few words on it.
[You don't want to know.]
Luo Jing: "Cut."
The thing in his sleeve was also "cut" at the same time as him. Compared with the tattered hem of the clothes, the overly wide sleeves are intact. Although Luo Jing is now retracting his hand inside, Jian Mingjia has seen it exposed.
There was something parasitic on his left arm. According to Luo Jing, it was related to his ability. That thing has thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a strange appearance. The overall appearance is ugly and cute, and it is also very funny.
But since it's on the street now, Luo Jing didn't dare to release it easily.
Now that he knows how his teammates are going, it's time for him to talk about himself.
"I was passing," he said, "just in time for them to meet."
Seeing him like that, Jian Mingjia felt that he had guessed what was going on.
"Found you?"
Luo Jing coughed, "Anyway, I escaped smoothly."
Something puffed out of his sleeve, "A 'anyway' you just want to pass my credit—"
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Luo Jing pressed its head, and looked warily at the passers-by and the clerk behind the counter, "Now is not the time for you to talk, be quiet."
The sleeves shrank back again.
"But thanks to it."
Luo Jing lowered his voice.
"The guy they sent after me was so tall," he raised his hand above his head, "like an ape and a bug, and the skin was loose and wrinkled. The eyes were degraded to a little, and the nails on his claws And with barbs."
Perhaps remembering the feeling of being scratched, Luo Jing gasped and touched the wound on his face.
Jian Mingjia was also a little bit unwell, so she hurriedly skipped to the next topic.
"I can bandage this," she glanced at the clerk, "I will help you in another place later."
"While waiting for you for half an hour, I checked the news here."
Concisely said.
"And then saw this."
Luo Jing narrowed his eyes and saw clearly what was written on it.
Victor Norton was killed in his mansion, and someone claimed to have seen a huge monster in the distance. At the same time, pedestrians were also interviewed and said that not long ago, they witnessed strange birds chasing cars on the street, and they chased them to a certain office.
"Do you think..." he pondered.
Jian Mingjia said "hmm".
"If it's them, it should be possible to get in touch along this," she added, "—a hunch."
However, compared to the short-term peace here, the other side is completely tense.
The cultists are still screaming.
The destruction of the altar seemed to stimulate their nerves even more. Amidst the screams one after another, the black goat cub was also shocked and stood there in a daze. It "looked" at the remaining broken stones on the hoof, and fiddled with it unwillingly, trying to put the altar together.
However, only it knew how hard it was, the boulder was shattered badly, and it was impossible to save it.
"Stop—don't even run!"
Finally, in the chaos, someone shouted.
"Don't worry about it! Isn't it time to swear our loyalty to the Mother God?! It doesn't matter if the altar is broken, and it doesn't matter if these guys are in the way. The ceremony is already halfway through, let's continue!"
"As soon as the Mother Goddess comes," he said aloud, "she will make them pay."
His speech obviously infected many people, they all stopped, let the strange bird pounce on themselves, and began to mutter.
Naia sneered, and he waved his hand.
The attacks stopped one after another, and those believers thought that their beliefs had played a role, and they chanted faster and faster.
"Just let them read it like this?" Lin You asked with great interest, without any trace of worry in her tone.
"Of course," the curve of Naia's lips was full of malice, "wait and see."
The prayers repeating the incantation of the gods tended to be unified, and gradually formed a disturbing wave.
In this wave, above their heads, it seemed as if a crack of invisible shape had opened out of thin air.
The Goddess of the Black Goat came.
The air suddenly became quiet.
The invisible weight weighed heavily on everyone's heart, and even the believers couldn't help being aroused to tremble. They murmured prayers and watched the Mother Goddess reveal her true form with awe and enthusiasm.
The first thing to stretch out were a few sticky tentacles, with mud dripping from the giant mouths on the tentacles. She is more like a huge black mist that is constantly churning and festering.
The cloud and mist condensed into large chunks of terrifying body organs, which were "glued" together at distorted angles.
She descended slowly amidst the believers' chanting, and stopped suddenly.
Going down and earning, there is no earning.
The Black Goat Goddess is stuck.
Believers: "..."
Geng Qinghe: "..."
Fuck.
Lin You: "... Poof."
Gu Heng couldn't bear to look directly at him and turned his head. Nyarlathotep, who caused all this, held his stomach and laughed, not wanting to hide his gloating.
The destruction of the altar apparently had a considerable effect. The black goat of the forest, which gave birth to thousands of offspring, was stuck in the crack by this incomplete summoning ceremony, but within a few seconds, it seemed that there was a huge gravitational force pulling her back, making it impossible for her to stay there any longer. stay on earth.
Everyone stared at all of this in dumbfounded, tentacles wrapped around the periphery of the invisible crack, still making futile attempts.
The black mist was pulled away bit by bit, and the mother of the black goat finally gave up struggling, let go of her tentacles and twisted short legs, and allowed herself to be sent back to the vast universe.
Just a second before the last tentacle was also sucked into the crack, it flicked hard.
He directly threw the trembling black goat cub in the corner.