Volume 1: The Gate of Flesh and Blood Chapter 52: Bird in a Cage!
Morey's desperate voice made Goethe frown.
He had never seen Morey like this.
Even if he was seriously injured.
Even if Puli died.
Morey remained calm as the official extraordinary person in charge of Luster.
"What is the 'Gate of Flesh and Blood'?"
Goethe asked.
"The 'Gate of Flesh and Blood' is a descent ceremony. By sacrificing a million lives, the 'Lord of Flesh and Blood' will return to the human world. There are 300,000 people in Luster in front of us. If they are sacrificed, even if the real 'Lord of Flesh and Blood' cannot descend, the projection of the 'Lord of Flesh and Blood' will definitely appear. At that time..."
Morey answered, looking self-blaming.
"I should have thought of that when I saw those corpses!"
“Damn it!”
"Why would I use 'Tracking Wind' to make me indifferent!"
Morey growled.
Goethe returned to the ruins, picked up Kyle and ran back to the carriage, threw the young man into the carriage, closed the door, and sat directly in the coachman's seat.
'The Gate of Flesh and Blood'!
'Lord of Flesh and Blood'!
No matter which one it was, it was obviously not something he could solve.
Especially the latter's 'coming', since it requires the sacrifice of life, then Luster must be filled with the 'hunting teams' of the 'Church of Flesh and Blood'.
Moreover, the number is definitely not a small number.
Although his [hand-to-hand combat] had reached an extraordinary level , Goethe still had no confidence in facing the large number of 'hunting teams'.
so……
run!
"Wait for me!"
Xila was very fast. As soon as Goethe sat down, she jumped next to him and sat down next to him.
"drive!"
Goethe shook the reins.
The carriage started immediately and headed out of Luster.
…
"Mine, Goethe's, mine, Goethe's, I..."
Boom, boom, boom!
A knock on the door interrupted Swart, who was in his office counting his recent harvest.
He opened the drawer, slid all the gold bills into it , closed the drawer, and then sat up straight.
"who?"
"It's me, Sheriff!"
"Lord Goethe asked me to notify you to lead a team for support!"
Outside the door, the voices of his men were heard.
"knew!"
"Gather a team of people and bring weapons!"
As Swart spoke, he stood up with a little excitement.
There will be extra income again!
Even if I have to split it in half with Goethe, it is still much better than his daily income!
Thinking of this, the sheriff couldn't wait to dress up and get ready to go .
Then, he felt the office suddenly light up and turned red.
Subconsciously, Swart looked out the window.
"I XXX!"
"What the hell is that?!"
The sheriff caught a glimpse of the gradually rising 'Gate of Flesh and Blood' and jumped up in fright.
Swart swore that he had never seen anything so exaggerated in his thirty years of life.
Even Goethe’s adventures in the past few days were not as terrifying as this thing in front of him!
The countless piles of flesh and bones, and the wails of the dead that sounded in his ears from time to time, made Swart feel a little wet down there.
Instinct shudder!
Instinctual fear!
Then, I instinctively thought -
"Could this be related to Goethe?"
As Swart thought about it, his expression suddenly turned ugly.
Although he didn't know what this thing was, the sheriff's survival instinct told him that if he wanted to stay alive, he had to stay away from it... no, he had to escape from Luster.
but……
What about Goethe?
"Goethe has better ideas than I do!"
"He's so smart and powerful!"
"If I encounter something like this, it's useless even if I bring people to support me!"
Swart persuaded himself like this.
However, just as he rushed out of the police station, the sheriff suddenly stopped.
Swart hesitated, but finally gritted his teeth, turned around and ran to the director's office.
There was only one telegraph machine in the police station.
In the director's office.
He would inform the higher-ups in charge of the extraordinary about what happened here.
As for why?
At this time, Swart didn't know why.
Maybe he that by doing this, he would help Goethe and would feel better?
Or maybe he feels that by doing this, he can gain more vitality?
or……
Is it just a simple brain seizure?
Anyway, Swart did just that.
Then, when the sheriff came out again, he began to regret it.
The police station was already empty, and the carriage at the door was nowhere to be seen.
Obviously, no one is a fool. Faced with such a terrifying thing, everyone chooses biological instinct: escape as quickly as possible and try to run faster.
“Asshole!”
"Why are you running so fast?!"
The sheriff cursed loudly.
Then, he ran out of Luster on foot.
However, after running less than 200 meters, the sheriff stopped panting.
Not just tired.
Also because a person appeared in front of him.
Owner of the Pine Nut Inn: Skiffins.
Thanks to his status as sheriff, Swart recognized the other person.
"Hello, Mr. Skiffins."
Swart greeted, moving aside.
However, as soon as the sheriff moved one step, the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel also moved one step and continued to stand in front of the sheriff.
Suddenly, the sheriff looked bitter.
He couldn't help but think of what Goethe once said.
"This thing that looks like a 'door', could it be that the guy in front of me made it?"
Swart guessed.
"I didn't do that."
The owner of the Pine Nut Hotel said this directly, which scared Swart.
Is this mind reading?!
Swart's forehead began to sweat.
"Don't worry, I can't read minds."
"It's just that your eyes are too obvious."
"I heard you are Goethe's friend?"
The owner of the Pine Nut Hotel continued to ask.
Swart immediately waved his hand.
“No, no no!”
"You misunderstood!"
"I just have to cooperate with Goethe because of my job!"
"We don't know each other at all!"
The sheriff made this statement again and again.
"oh?"
"You are not Goethe's friend?"
"I've met him, he's a nice guy."
The owner of the Pine Nut Hotel sighed regretfully, and then he saw Swart nodding repeatedly.
"Yes, he is a very nice person and also my best friend. Although we have not been together for a long time, our relationship is already that of life and death!"
The sheriff puffed out his chest as he spoke.
"Yeah?"
"That's good."
"I need you to do me a favor."
The owner of the Pine Nut Hotel smiled.
Seeing this smile, Swart always felt something was wrong.
The sheriff immediately changed his tune again.
"Actually, we're not that familiar with each other. We're just average friends. At most, we nod to each other when we meet. Other than that, that's it..."
Unfortunately, before the sheriff could finish his words, he was knocked unconscious by the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel.
The owner of the Pine Nut Hotel picked up Swart and disappeared in a flash.
At this time, Goethe was about to leave the city of Luster in his carriage.
However, Goethe's expression became extremely ugly.
The road leading out of the city and into the suburbs was littered with blood and flesh.
It's the kind of flesh and blood that looks like dumpling filling.
Mixed in with it are cloth, wood chips, metal, etc.
But more importantly, the urban side was covered in blood and flesh, but the suburban side was clean.
It was as if there was an invisible wall separating the two.
A bad thought arose in Goethe's heart.
At this time, a carriage passed Goethe and rushed straight to the outside of Luster. The driver fled in panic and didn't pay any attention to anything else. The next moment -
Bang!
When the carriage touched the invisible boundary line, it and the people on it were like passing through an invisible meat grinder and were instantly cut into minced meat.
“Damn it!”
"The 'Flesh and Blood Church' actually blocked off the entire Luster?!"
Sheila shouted in disbelief.
Then the lady immediately said.
"Hurry up and leave!"
" Go to my 'safe house' before the ' predator squad' starts searching the city."
