Chapter 22

Rolle's muscles were tight, with a slight cat waist and a wooden stick in his hands. He carefully approached the patients for fear that they would suddenly become zombies and jump up to bite himself.

However... Nothing happened.

Whether the patient should cry or laugh, there was no change because of his proximity.

"Hoo..."

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The doctor also recorded in the back and said:

"It seems that they didn't become like this because of you. At least you're not the direct reason."

After saying that, he quickly waved to rolle and signaled him to come back.

"What are these people going to do?"

Asked rolle.

The doctor shook his head helplessly:

"There's nothing I can do for the time being. I can only continue to observe... I don't think you're a local. How long will you stay here?"

"I have bought the ticket for the day after tomorrow."

Rolle replied.

As soon as his voice fell, he suddenly felt that all around him was quiet, and the atmosphere seemed to freeze suddenly.

Those patients suddenly stopped crying and struggling, and uttered a low voice of nonsense in a neat and uniform tone and rhythm.

It's a language that humans can't understand. It doesn't even sound like a human voice. It sounds like a beast whispering in its ear.

The doctor's face suddenly became very dignified. He stopped rolle before he died and shouted to the other priests nearby:

"Come on! Go and tell the other doctors to come!"

But the priests ignored his voice and stood still.

Their throat also began to send out nonsense with unknown meaning, which gathered together with the voices of the patients, making the original low voice clearer and more powerful.

The doctor stumbled, as if he had been hit hard on his head, and his face turned pale. He quickly covered his head with his hand and shouted to rolle:

"Come on! Run!"

After that, he pushed rolle from behind with one hand, and the two fled out together.

While running away, the doctor also shouted with a hoarse voice:

"Everyone, stay away from the inpatient area! Stay away from the inpatient area! Stay away from the inpatient area!"

At this time, the sky is the last dusk, and the night is about to swallow the last residual light of the sunset and come to the world.

Some priests came and asked:

"Bishop, what happened?"

bishop?

Rolle was slightly surprised. He didn't think that this ordinary doctor was actually the bishop of a church?

The doctor was too busy to correct other people's names and said eagerly:

"Come on! Inform everyone, stay away from the inpatient area immediately and block... No! No, everyone leave the church and block the whole church!"

"Go and inform the mayor, ask him to contact Lord anheim and ask him to come and support immediately."

Anheim? Rawl was stunned when he heard the name.

Is it the anheim you know? When I was in the swordsman group, I dreamed of an idol, an old class eight strong man with domineering titles such as "swordsman mentor" and "master of sword"?

"Why are you running away? I'm stunned!"

A roar from the nearby doctor revived rolle.

It seems that the doctor is really in a hurry. He is speechless.

"What happened?"

Asked rolle.

"Demon invasion!"

The doctor said very seriously.

Rolle's body was slightly stiff, and subconsciously reached out and touched his waist.

Empty

I'm out wandering this time. I don't carry a sword!

The doctor didn't have much time to care about him, so he turned and ran back to his office.

Rolle also turned and ran outside the church. No matter what happens next, he had to find a weapon first.

As a result, I met the tank man in the corridor. He grabbed Rolle's arm and asked in a panic:

"Ah ah! What happened? Why are everyone in the troupe saying something strange?"

"Are you okay?"

Rolle is a little strange.

"Should I have something?"

Asked Mr. tank.

Rolle did not delve into the problem and explained:

"The doctor said it was a demon invasion, very dangerous! Let's run away!"

Even a big man like the bishop is frightened into incoherent events. I can't be involved by myself. At best, I'm a fourth order, or mixed with water

This kind of thing should be handled by a big man like anheim.

But after he and Mr. tank escaped from the church, he looked at the lights in the distant residential area like stars, and thought of the noisy night market and delicious food

He stopped suddenly.

"What's the matter?"

Mr. tank asked back.

"Can you help me find a sword?"

"At least I'm a fourth level. Although I'm weak, I should be able to do something."

Said rolle resolutely.

Even if he is not the opponent of the demon, he should have no problem delaying the arrival of reinforcements with the experience of fighting wits and courage with other demons over the years.

Mr. tank seemed to read something from Rolle's eyes and nodded solemnly.

"Wait for me, I'll be right back!"

Then he left quickly.

Rolle looked back at the already chaotic church behind him and prayed that the doctor would hold on for a while.

At this time, the last ray of sunshine had disappeared, the night officially came, and a low roar came from within the church.

When hearing the roar, the people who were fleeing in all directions stopped running at first. However, they knelt down slowly while trembling. Their faces were either laughing wildly or ferocious. They convulsed wildly on the ground, acting like those patients before.

In the shadow of the distant inpatient area, something seemed to emerge from the darkness.

"Pa"

There was a soft noise in the distance.

Then rolle saw a man with a slight glow draw a parabola and fall in front of him.

It's a doctor who has changed into a formal teaching robe and is struggling to get up.

He was surrounded by a milky white barrier, which was covered with cracks. When his body moved a little, the barrier was completely broken and turned into pieces of light dust.

The bishop, whom he had high hopes for, was like being blown away by a fly?

I'm afraid it's hard to hold on until the reinforcements come

"Are you okay?"

Rolle hurried over and paid him.

"Wow!"

The doctor sprayed a mouthful of blood, then turned his head and looked at rolle with anger and confusion in his eyes.

"Why haven't you run? Why don't you listen to the doctor?"

"I want to help."

"You can't fight this kind of demon with a fourth order!"

The doctor was talking anxiously and angrily.

At this time, they suddenly felt the ground trembling under their feet. A huge figure three stories high slowly emerged from the darkness, and dozens of things like tentacles were waving and twisting wildly.

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