The Modern Age of the Mysterious

After warning Sean, Peter Rich pushed open the door of the Sulphur Tavern and walked to Undercurrent Street.

He opened his hands and regained his heroic attitude as a gambler: "Old man, what else can I say?"

The old gentleman Finks didn't react at all, but the dark sky in Undercurrent Street suddenly became darker, like a dark cloud over the realm...

Sean and his party followed Peter out of the pub.

A distant roar sounded, as if the evil things hidden in the depths of the nightmare were rapidly attacking.

Peter Rich walked to the middle of the undercurrent street, and kept covering Sean and his party with his back: "This work is really annoying."

The slave owner didn't say a word, but the sky suddenly turned dark, as dark as if all the light was swallowed up on a starless night.

"It's raining?" Moonlight was able to walk alone, he followed closely behind Sean, raised his head and said suspiciously.

Boom! After a dull thunder, the rain that seemed to be absent suddenly fell heavily.

Sean raised a hand, looked at the back of his hand with the light of lightning, and found that the raindrops turned out to be bright red. The raindrops fell on the **** muddy ground, stirring up a disgusting stench.

There was still a short distance from the end of the street, and Catherine knew that she couldn't rush forward at this time—if she didn't know the situation behind her, unexpected dangers might occur.

So she turned around as she ran...

The lightning seemed to tear a hole in the sky in the deep spiritual realm, and the light that penetrated illuminated the scene behind him in an instant. Catherine's pupils shrunk to the size of the eyes of a needle - in the flash of light caused by the lightning, he saw the slave owner Finks standing beside him, full of wax figures in tuxedos, top hats and different postures.

Those wax figures were motionless in the lightning, maintaining a chasing posture, letting the blood-red raindrops beat their bodies.

After the lightning, there is darkness. In the darkness, in addition to the noisy sound of raindrops, Catherine also heard a strange sound...

rustling, creaking...like a puppet army marching hurriedly in the dark night.

The lightning flashed again, and Catherine was horrified to find that those wax figures that were still in the lightning had rushed here for a long distance.

She had an absurd delusion—it was like playing with one, two, or three wooden figures when she was a child, and she didn't dare to turn her head around easily, because those wax figures might rush behind her at any time!

It's a pity that even if she keeps her head turned back, it's impossible to delay the chasing wax figure. Finks and his wax figures just stood still for a moment when the lightning flashed.

In the boundless darkness, they chased fast!

"Light can guide Holy Father Kean's eyes..." Catherine tensed her nerves and thought, "So the Finks' Wax Corps can only sprint in the dark!"

However, Peter Ritchie has been faithfully fulfilling his bet in the process. Amidst the flashing lightning, a tall figure was galloping at a strange speed.

In an instant, he stood beside the two gatekeepers, first said something, then opened his palm, and the soul chips fell into the gatekeeper's hands; the next moment, he appeared in another place...

He is using the chips he won to bribe the evil spirits.

It's hard for the evil spirits to refuse his offer...because he gave too much.

So, Sean and his party saw that the gatekeepers who were standing in the distance, staring at them, rushed behind them to stop the wax figures rushing in the dark.

Sean remembered an ancient oriental proverb, which literally translates to: if you have money, you can instruct the ghost to grind it for you...

The speed at which Petric bought the evil spirits was so fast that the residents of Undercurrent Street rushed out of their gates, blocking the cold and stiff wax figure in the dark...

However, there are still quite a few wax figures, which stopped behind Sean and his party at the moment when the lightning illuminated the undercurrent street.

Catherine found that the wax figures seemed to be made of flesh as a mold, and then poured hot wax into the outer layers and hollows.

On the face of the wax figure, there are blood and tears and an expression of extreme pain that will make people nightmare.

There was another flash of lightning, and in the darkness, Sean looked back and saw the wax figure holding up the rusty butcher's knife in his hand...

A burst of smooth music sounded, and a burst of light burst out around Moonlight, and he played "Light" again.

In the light, the wax figures stopped moving, and some of them failed to stop in time, as if they were burned by the flames, covering their faces and roaring back!

Sean shouted, "Save your psionic power, and I'll use Holy Light Bullets next!"

The light faded, and Sean took off the Holy Light from the tactical harness and threw it to the rear of the team.

The white phosphorus was ignited, and the sacred substance and white phosphorus burst into flashes. The continuous burning holy light projectile pulled a long ghost behind the wax figure on the street, slowing down the speed of the wax figure again.

The gambler seems to have bought all the evil spirits that can be bought nearby, and the undercurrent street has become a large-scale street fight scene of evil spirits...

Peter Ritchie came behind the crowd, and he kept flipping a soul chip in one hand, and said in his mouth, "I've always wanted to try..." He bounced the chip high, and the chip fell into him. In his mouth, "This soul is different."

Sean and his party finally rushed into the thick fog. Behind them, Petric's ferocity suddenly increased several times ~www.NovelMTL.com~ as if it had become some kind of violent existence.

There was a loud crashing sound from behind...

After running for a while in the fog, I could finally see the Ford car.

"Come on!" Catherine threw the car keys to Sean, took the homeless man, and threw the innocent who was still in a coma into the back seat of the car.

Catherine sat in the co-pilot, the moonlight got into the back seat, and the two closed the door almost at the same time.

The car started, and Sean had the same feeling he had when running for his life in Lewin Town. He slammed on the accelerator and the car rushed forward.

Katherine pointed to the thick fog with visibility of less than five meters ahead: "Go straight ahead, the street lights on both sides can be used as a reference!"

Behind him, beyond the milky white fog, there was still the muffled sound of thunder.

Catherine looked in the rearview mirror and could see that Peter Ritchie's back seemed to have grown a little bigger - he was opening his hands, constantly under the siege of the wax figure...

Under various shocks, his back gradually became incomplete...

A black walking stick penetrated his body, and light suddenly flashed from the gambler's body. In the light, his figure gradually disappeared.

Peter Rich finally let go of his resentment and guilt and re-entered the spiritual ring.

Although he still couldn't get rid of Finks, when he saw Peter's death in the rearview mirror, Sean felt a little relief and comfort in his heart.

His eyes returned to the road, he quickly switched gears, and rushed into the depths of the thick fog at the fastest speed...

Moonlight, who was sitting in the back seat, originally thought that he would be able to get out of danger soon. When he looked back, he saw a stooped figure in a tuxedo and walking with a cane in the thick fog.

Although he seemed to be walking very slowly, no matter how much the car accelerated, he couldn't leave even a little distance.