Chapter 1329 Two hundred and sixty-seven. Seventh night

   Chapter 1329 Two hundred and sixty-seven. Seventh Night

  In the depths of the church illuminated by lightning, the sticky and slippery shadows flashed away, and the thunder roared and spread.

   What did he miss?

   Lu Li, who was floating in the rainy night, approached the church again, but found nothing. The water seeping into the church was quiet and cold, and there were no strange scars or creeping marks, as if what he had seen before was just an illusion.

   Maybe the world can spy on the truth?

   Lu Li has not tried to enter the ghost world in the nightmare – he is worried that the nightmare stone will not be able to emerge into the deep world.

   But maybe think from the other side, if the nightmare appears in the world… maybe it can prove that everything here is real.

  The ghosts in the rain curtain gradually dimmed, and in an obscure whisper, Lu Li entered the inner world.

   At this moment, a feeling of rejection that never appeared suddenly enveloped Lu Li’s illusory soul. Before being squeezed out of the nightmare by the pure black stone, Lu Li glimpsed a shadow across the church auditorium. He doesn’t really exist, and the ghost world is just a shadow of him projected, and then everything in sight shatters.

  Luli returned to the cave where the sound of the waves kept going around the clock, and the faded pure black stones were accumulating new strength.

   He wasted an opportunity.

  The silent Lu Li returned to the stone room and quietly read the records about the “Double-Faced God” sent by the Land of Light by the fire.

   Lennon Islanders’ belief in Him can be traced back to pioneers and newcomers to the Lennon Islands. They initially believed in the church’s fictional **** of the sea, but gradually found dilapidated temples and mysterious statues as they occupied the Lennon Islands. It is a double-sided figure that looks like two people have been cut in half vertically, and then the fronts are glued together. The four arms are like umbrellas and umbrella stands. This description comes from the mainlanders who are dismissive of the gods in the countryside. , while the Lennon Islands faithfully believed in him.

  For hundreds of years, there have been miracles enough to be recorded every few years, but whether the flowers bloom overnight or the fish gather in the harbor are events that can be created by man, and very few truly match the miracles.

  The two-faced **** doesn’t exist, or is his true body hidden?

   Are the plague-spreading cultists related to the two-faced gods, or are they just the work of bad guys who invaded the Lennon Islands?

   At least not recorded in these documents.

   There is no evidence that the Two-Faced God really exists, and there is no evidence that the Two-Faced God does not exist.

   “You are much earlier than before.” Merchant Anthony brought the mother of the swamp to ask.

   “Something happened.”

   “Does it matter?”

   Lu Li shook his head, and businessman Anthony returned the meaning of the action.

  Leaving early means that the pure black stone will accumulate power in advance. The next morning, the nightmare filled up again, and Lu Li returned to the Lennon Islands at noon, which was as dark as evening.

  The church was still standing in the rain curtain. Without warning, a dark crack opened in the street outside the church, and the viscous gas of hatred gushed out from the abyss-like ground.

   Realizing something, Lu Li looked into the distance, and countless cracks like closed eyes appeared on the ground.

The breakup of the   Lennon Islands has begun.

   Knowing that the pure black stone is just a recorded nightmare, and everything in front of him is difficult to make Lu Li emotional, but he will not abandon Qiaoqiao and the others.

   “You still have people on the island.”

  Lu Li said to the church under his feet: “Destroy the island and they will die too.”

   did not respond.

   But when Lu Li was about to leave, a weak and hoarse whisper sounded from the darkness of the church.

   “It’s useless…they are eating the gods, destruction is only inevitable…”

  A silhouette crawled out from the corner of the dark church, and Lu Li recognized him as a pickpocket who once stole from the deck.

“It’s you.”

   “You know me?”

   The two legs of the pickpocket were severely deformed, with no flesh and bones, and the stubble was exposed, as if it had been crushed by an angular object.

  Lu Li avoided the question: “Who are they?”

   “The one infected with the curse. Guess why they’re all gone?”

   “They are attacking the two-faced god.” Lu Li realized that he was very close to the truth.

  The church began to tremble, and Lu Li continued to ask, “Do you know what happened?”

   “I saw it with my own eyes…” The pickpocket whispered slowly.

  The truth is nothing more than a show of cultists cannibalizing native gods.

   The two-faced **** really exists, and the Lennon Islands is its body. And now, the body devoured by the cultists is disintegrating.

   “Are the people on the island dead?”

   Houses are collapsing in the distance, the beams of the church collapse, and the rain falls into the auditorium.

   “Life… there is indeed, but can you believe me?”

Before    collapsed, Lu Li took him away from the crumbling church and flew towards the lighthouse.

  The ground under the gray rain curtain is scarred, and the cracks are surging with the source of abomination, like the black slime formed by the fusion of countless infected people. They seep from the ground up to the surface, nibbling away at the devastated islands.

  Queen’s Island is disintegrating.

   took the pickpockets back to the lighthouse. People were frightened by the tremor and the disaster in the distance. Lu Li’s return gave them a little peace of mind.

   “What happened outside?” Qiaoqiao looked at the person who was taken to the lighthouse by Lu Li, “is that you?”

   Pickpockets know why they know themselves.

  Lu Li said to the people looking at him: “The Lennon Islands are breaking up, and he said there is a way for us to escape.”

“How to do it?”

   The pickpocket endured the pain and said, “I know the ancient incantation of the Two-Faced God… to summon his ship of shelter.”

   Of course they pray that there will be divine salvation, but that doesn’t mean they really believe…

   “Then go, leave the lighthouse.”

  Lu Li made decisions for them.

   Abandoning all luggage and food, people returned to the bottom of the lighthouse through the vertical ladder, Lu Li lifted the searchlight that blocked the door, and escorted them away from the precarious lighthouse.

  Staying in front of the coastline, Lu Li asked the pickpocket, “What should I do next?”

   “I want to summon a wooden boat.”

“what do you need.”

   “Please put me in the sea…but I’m not sure…”

   “No one will blame you.”

“…thanks.”

   The young man took a deep breath and firmly believed, and let Lu Li put him on the shoal. The stinging pain from the sea made him tremble in pain, and then the sound of obscure prayers diffused from the gap between his teeth.

  People waited anxiously on the beach. The distant sound of collapse and the spreading fissures were not interrupted. The shaking of the earthquake made it difficult for them to stand firm. Not long ago, the lighthouse that sheltered them collapsed.

   But there is no drama-like despair or last-minute hope: a few empty wooden boats just enough to hold everyone loomed over the vast sea.

   At this time, the young man poured into the sea, and the phantom of the two-faced **** superimposed on his body and disappeared in a flash.

  Lu Li picked up the young man from the sea and found him dead for a long time.

  Lu Li was silent, letting people get into the wooden boat, and the boat slowly and steadily sailed away from the collapsed island.

   On the dark sea, everyone looked into the distance after the catastrophe: the sea surged into the cracks, engulfing the soil and buildings like an abyss, and the terrifying undercurrent disturbed the entire ocean, gradually filling the broken vacancy of Temple Island.

   As if the curtain call of the stage play came to an end, several wooden boats slowly drifted into the distance with the ocean current.

   “Nightmare” Four Lennon Islands Pandemic Ended

   (end of this chapter)