If Sherren was still in Chernobyl and looked up at the sky, he would be surprised to find a bloody moon hanging in the sky out of thin air.
Milky white holy light emanates from this strange blood moon, like a big bowl, holding the entire Chernobyl upside down. The tour guide and the DV guy who witnessed all this were already kneeling on the ground devoutly and stammering prayers.
To them, this is a miracle.
Their prayers seemed to be heard by the Lord, and wisps of white light were like snowflakes, falling lightly from the sky. The tour guide and the DV guy extended their hands to greet them in surprise. However, after the white light fell on them, it immediately blended into their bodies, and they fell into a deep sleep instantly.
As for other human ghosts, once they are contaminated by these white lights, they turn into white fireballs and are burned to ashes in the blink of an eye.
For a time, there were white balls of light everywhere in Chernobyl. It would be useless even if these human ghosts hid in sewers or basements of residential buildings. Those white lights would penetrate through various gaps, looking for these people. A monster with green eyes.
The tour guide’s cousin has a beard and is a typical Russian man. But this bear-like strong man was now huddled in the pickup truck rolling on the roadside, trembling with fear. It wasn't until the white holy light came and burned all the humans and ghosts lying on the car to ashes that he tremblingly got out of the car and knelt on the ground.
A white beam of light fell from the sky and landed steadily on him. He squinted his eyes, raised his head, and tried hard to see clearly, and then he saw the white beam of light falling from a figure with wings.
"Angel?"
The man's whole body was trembling, but it was no longer fear, but excitement. This sturdy man is now like the angry little daughter-in-law who has returned to her parents' home, kowtows desperately to the figure in the sky, and reads loudly a eulogy of praise.
"Thump, thump...", figures fell from the sky and landed in front of the man. The man was startled, and when he looked carefully, he found that one of them was very serious, and it was the cousin who called him. Although I don't know the other people, judging from their appearance, they are probably tourists who sneaked in here with my cousin.
After these people fell, the light pillar disappeared and the angel disappeared.
The man instantly understood that this was an angel coming to the rescue and sending his cousin and his group to him. He quickly prayed a few more words to the sky, walked to his tour guide cousin, looked at the tour guide who was still in a coma, shook his head and said: "I have said before, Chernobyl is a very evil place. Sooner or later something will happen if you make money... Damn it, the car is broken down, there are so many people, how should I take you away?"
If it were before, he would have dared to leave Mark and others alone and only take his cousin with him. But these people were sent by angels, and he really didn't dare to ignore them. After all, he also had to consider whether he would go to hell or go to heaven after he died.
"Forget it, let's see if this broken car can still move."
Not to mention the rough man's attempt to repair the pickup truck that fell into the ditch, Yakeen restrained his figure and flew over the residential building that concealed the special underground passage. It was because of Sherron's words, "Have fun" that Arken disguised himself as an angel.
He was obviously an ancient god who was suppressed by heaven, but now he was worshiped as a savior god. This sense of difference made Ya Keen feel very excited. In fact, she was still playing for a while, but just a few seconds ago, Xie Lun suddenly disappeared, and she could not be sure of Xie Lun's location at all.
If Yakon hadn't still maintained contact with Sherron, otherwise her subconscious action would have been to turn the entire Chernobyl over.
According to Sherron's instructions, Arken restrained her violent temper. She wanted to return to the underground platform to see Jamie who was left there, and the remains of the ancient gods left under the platform.
However, at the entrance of the underground passage, Yakeen was stopped by the black man.
"You're not dead yet?"
Aken Logo was a little surprised, but the above was just her thought and she did not say it out loud.
The black man's clothes still maintain the appearance of the elegant gentleman before, but his expression is a little ferocious. If you look closely, you can see that he has a bald patch on the top of his head, as if his hair has been set off by fire.
"Those mortals have nothing to do with you. Why do you mind your own business? Why do you mind those ordinary mortals?" The black man fiercely tore off his tie and growled at Yakeen with a ferocious face, "Don't pretend to be a Virgin White Lotus." , don’t forget that you ancient gods also use mortals as food.”
Arken wanted to retort, but just as he was about to open his mouth, he remembered that this idiot couldn't hear him at all, so he didn't bother to speak. She casually pointed forward, and more than a dozen tentacles with big eyeballs shot out from her arms like poisonous snakes. They opened their bloody mouths and bit the black people fiercely.
The black man snorted, his hands dancing in the air as if playing a piano. Suddenly, monotonous but weird notes jumped out from his fingertips. The tentacles that were about to pounce on the black man immediately gave up for some reason. Circled around the black man but didn't dare to step forward.
Ya Keen also frowned. Although the note did not cause any harm to her, it was just like when you were sleeping and the sound of the piercing engines of the will-o'-the-wisp boys came from outside the window, your mood would definitely not be better. She glared at the black man with disgust, and immediately decided in her heart that she couldn't let this damn guy die so happily.
"Better than music? Than noise?"
Arken shook his head, sneered disdainfully, opened his mouth with a tentacle and spit out an octagonal music box. Before the black man could react, the music box popped open automatically, and a little girl model wearing a tutu started spinning towards the black man.
And as the little plastic man rotates, there is also a piece of music that is pleasant but the more you listen to it, the more unusual it becomes.
“Ding dong ding dong ding dong dong…”
Just when the music box was opened and music started playing, the black man felt something was wrong. But when he wanted to rush forward and turn off the music box, he was surprised to find that no matter how he moved, the distance between him and the music box never shortened.
Since he couldn't rush through, he turned around and wanted to escape. This time he successfully escaped into the underground passage, but the weird music always lingered around his ears, echoing... repeating... echoing...
I don’t know how long it took, but the black man managed to escape to the iron gate leading to the platform. There was a sudden “click” in his ear, and the music disappeared.
The black man trembled all over. He did not feel any safety, but a deep crisis arose deep in his heart. He pushed open the iron door and stumbled in. But don't forget, in the previous battle between Jamie and Sherron, he shook the platform to pieces with one finger, so the black man was caught off guard, stepped on the air, and fell directly into the bottomless abyss.
The black man was shocked and wanted to fly up, but there was a suction force coming from far below, making him fall involuntarily. At this critical moment, a slender arm stretched out from above and grabbed the black man's collar to prevent him from falling.
"Oh my God!"
The black man exhaled slightly and looked up at his rescuer. Then he saw a little girl in a white tutu lying above his head.
And this little girl has no facial features, only a row of ferocious and sharp fangs on her face!