Gilan is indifferent to Maive's cries.
With a cold face, he took out the revolver from his waist and shot Black Goat several times in the head.
Hearing just a few bangs, Black Goat's eyes remained indifferent, and his head with two curved horns shook twitchingly several times, throwing out blurry afterimages, and actually dodged the bullets!
Seeing this scene, Gilan's face tightened.
He has seen monsters that survived being shot by bullets, but he has never encountered an enemy that can dodge bullets... This is not about evading the preview in advance, but actually dodging bullets!
Gilan didn't fire again, he knew it was useless.
At the same time, Black Goat also rushed in front of him at a terrifying speed, stretched out four black hooves as sharp as daggers, and grabbed him head-on!
Clang!!
Gilan quickly took out the triangular shield to block, only to hear a loud clanking sound, followed by a harsh friction sound.
Black Goat's hoof claws scratched on the iron shield, causing sparks to fly.
Gilan felt an irresistible force and took several steps back, almost falling to the ground.
His left arm holding the shield felt sore, and he glanced down at the triangular shield. The originally pitted and scratched surface had four more deep claw marks.
If it hits Black Goat a few more times, it will definitely be damaged.
'If you can't beat us, retreat first.'
Gilan discovered that Black Goat's strength was definitely superior to his own, so he decisively gave up the idea of fighting with him.
He used his dexterity and speed to turn around and run.
Fortunately, Maive had already run a certain distance, and Gilan would not be hindered. He burst out with all his strength for the first time and sprinted wildly. In the blink of an eye, he ran more than ten meters away, leaving Black Goat behind.
After escaping hundreds of meters in a straight line, Gilan saw a girl in a white dress standing in front of a wrought iron gate waiting, seemingly unable to get through, with a face full of anxiety.
The iron gate is four to five meters high, with thick cement walls on both sides. Four strings of arm-thick iron chains hang from the doorknob, sealing the door tightly.
According to the map, if you pass through this door, you will completely leave Oldraf Village and go to the outside world.
When Gilan came to Maive, he picked it up without any nonsense, jumped up, stepped on the middle bar of the iron gate, and climbed over the gate lightly to the back.
Snap!
He stepped heavily on the stone tile floor before putting Maive down.
Immediately, he grabbed the girl and ran away without looking back.
Bang!!
Not long after the two left the iron gate, Black Goat, who was walking upright, bumped into the door with his head, making a loud noise.
The thick-armed iron fence pole was bent and deformed by the impact. The goat-headed monster grabbed the door and shook it vigorously, making constant noise. At the same time, it opened its mouth and let out a low and powerful roar towards the backs of Gilan:
"Xiao--"
The roaring sound spread far away, and Gilan didn't look back. He just dragged the trembling Maive and walked in an unfamiliar environment.
After leaving Oldraf Village behind, he found that he seemed to have arrived at a corner of the city that looked like a slum.
The place is dotted with cement bungalows and is surrounded by silence. The dilapidated stone brick streets are lined with wooden hexagonal coffins that are wide at the top and narrow at the bottom.
At first glance, there are no less than a hundred mouths.
On each coffin, a red magic circle was painted with blood and tied with several crossed iron chains.
"Where is this?" Gilan frowned.
Maive shook his head blankly.
Because the map only shows the inside of the village, there is no record of the exit to the outside world.
"Miss Maive, do you recognize the magic circles on those coffins?"
Gilan stopped at this moment, pointed at the coffin and said.
Maive glanced at him, then cautiously approached to take a closer look. After thinking for a moment, he turned back to Gilan and said:
"The symbols in this magic circle mean 'Prisoner', and the overall purpose seems to be to imprison the things in the coffin..."
When she finally said the word "thing", she was still a little hesitant.
Because no one knows what these coffins piled randomly on the roadside are.
The two then fell into silence.
Continuing to walk on the quiet streets, the surroundings are still filled with fog.
As I walked, I vaguely heard some movement.
It was the sound of human beings wailing in pain, not just one, but a group, coming from all directions invisible in the mist.
Maive looked a little scared and took a step closer to the blond young man.
Gilan walked forward as if nothing had happened.
He can leave the movie at any time, and nothing scares him.
Soon, the two passed through the thick fog and saw clearly the source of the wailing sound.
I saw some vague figures of townspeople starting to appear on the roadside. They were almost all dressed in lower-class clothing, wearing cheap blouses or jackets, long linen skirts or overalls.
But without exception, these people looked very miserable.
Some of them were sitting on the ground, some were facing the wall in a daze, some were kneeling on the ground, or some were curled up, and all of them covered their faces with their hands.
Screaming, wailing, and crying endlessly.
"These people..." Maive covered his mouth and widened his beautiful eyes. "They are very similar to those crazy villagers in Oldraf Village. They are all contaminated by the mysterious power and Miasma. Moreover, Mr. Gilan, look at their skin!"
Gilan squinted and looked.
Indeed, the local residents screaming around seemed to have gone crazy and lost all sense, and their exposed skin showed signs of severe burns.
There were even some residents who were scratching their faces or eyes with their hands, their faces covered in blood, which looked very scary.
These symptoms are very similar to those of the crazy villagers in the village.
"This place is too weird, don't stay." Gilan said in a deep voice.
Maive nodded quickly.
Gilan As he walked, he glanced at the astonishing number of screaming residents with his peripheral vision, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart... It stands to reason that these people could all be Corruption into Mystery Points.
But soon, he gave up this idea.
Because Gilan feels that he is not a madman, let alone an inhuman murderer, and these townspeople have never wanted to harm him... Even though this is just a movie, this movie is too real, and Gilan chooses to stick to his bottom line.
When the two of them walked to the end of the street amid wailing one after another.
A tattered tent full of Patch was suddenly camped in the middle of the road.
At this time, the tent curtain was opened, and an old homeless man in ragged clothes slowly walked out.
His hair was sparse, his face was like boot leather, and his gray beard was entangled on his chin like tree roots. His two cloudy, half-closed eyes stared at the two Gilan.
"Outsiders?" the old man spoke, his voice hoarse. "You seem to have come to the wrong place. This is not a good place."
"Hi, sir." Maive said hesitantly. "Excuse me, where is this place?"
Hearing this, the old man grinned, revealing a mouth full of incomplete yellow and black teeth.
"Old Peel, a corner of the city that was abandoned during the war, is also a blockade area, a concentration camp, and a pitiful place that is about to be destroyed." He smiled.
It's just that smile, which means something indescribable.
"Peel City Old Town?!" Maive was shocked.
She was originally sent out of home by her mother to escape the persecution of "Heavenly Bane Cult", and the place where she was arranged to go north to study was exactly Peel City.
Unexpectedly, a war actually broke out here.
Moreover, it seems that an unknown mysterious force has descended on this area, causing local residents to go crazy and mutate, and everything has become broken and chaotic.
"Outsiders, I want to make a deal with you, how about it?"
Old Beggar chuckled and made a scary sound.
"What deal?" Gilan asked calmly.
"Well, I need heads. It doesn't matter who they belong to. The more the better... I can exchange my treasures with you." The old man narrowed his eyes and smiled even more. "You see, I have collected a lot!"
In Maive's horrified eyes, the old man even opened the curtain of the tent, revealing the scene inside...
I saw that the tent was filled with heads!