Deep Sea Embers

Everything happens in an instant.

Three Annihilation Cultists disguised as pastors of the Church of Death launched a surprise attack, and the surrounding guards in black came to support them. A dozen staff members of the sewage treatment center fought with the guards, all of which happened almost simultaneously.

This revealed a shocking fact—the entire sewage treatment center had been completely eroded and replaced.

No wonder there was no pollution reaction in the sewage sedimentation tanks and various pipelines. The "elements" that escaped through the sewers seemed to have evaporated—they already had their nests, right under the eyes of the city-state authorities and the church.

But there are still countless mysteries. Why can the Annihilation Cultists who follow the Youshen Lord call the name of the God of Death? How could those "fakes" pretending to be employees of the processing center be able to hide from their own perception? Where did the actual employees go?

But the reality did not give Agatha too much time to think and deduce all this.

The extremely corrosive and impactful dark breath of the deep hound roared, and the dirty energy cluster almost brushed against Agatha's hair and flew backwards. In the blink of an eye, it penetrated a pillar beside the sedimentation tank, and the smoke and dust The mental erosion released by the jellyfish constantly attacked her thinking, slowing down her movements and thinking, while the pale woman who lived with the cat-shaped demon raised her finger in the distance, and countless vertical and horizontal lines appeared around Agatha in an instant. Intertwined bloodstains - a corner of her clothes brushed against those bloodstains, and the clothes at the intersecting place were instantly decomposed into dust.

This is a premeditated trap, no wonder these heretics will honestly gather here to accept the "inspection"-they are planning to kill the gatekeeper of the church?

"Whimsical."

Agatha said lightly, and then lightly tapped the cane on the ground.

The light bump between the end of the stick and the ground made a loud noise like thunder, and then there were layers of illusory ripples spreading from the end of the stick to the surroundings. In an instant, everything around became quiet, and the whole area around the sedimentation tank The space fell into darkness, and everything that entered the sight was stained with gray and black. Those black-clothed guards and "fakes" who were fighting were still out of thin air. It sprinkles into the room from the cracks that appear from time to time, making everything in sight appear indistinct.

In the spirit world, Agatha held her eyeballs with her left hand, and "looked" at the three Annihilation Cultists who were also stationary not far away.

Beside them, the black flames were rising and falling from the body of the symbiotic deep demon. In the world composed of black, white and gray, the flames were quietly burning, and the smoke rose slowly like a slow-motion picture.

Agatha raised her cane and waved it lightly in the air.

The pale and dark space suddenly shook, and the projections of the black-clothed guards who were fighting disappeared instantly in the spirit world. She raised her left hand, and only the three Annihilation Cultists and the people behind them were left in the range of her eyes. A dozen twisted fakes formed from "elements".

"Feast." Agatha said softly.

The beings in the spirit world became restless, and the shadows lurking in the cracks of the world were invited and allowed by the gatekeeper. In just a moment, they appeared on the ground around the sedimentation tank, on the nearby walls, on the pipes, and even on the high On the roof, all the "surfaces" have countless thick or light shadows - those shadows are like crowds of people cheering, or like herds of thousands of animals, they gather in groups and surge along the surfaces of all objects Let's rush to the enemies in Agatha's sight!

Surging shadows covered all surfaces as far as the eye could see. This scene made one's scalp tingle, but Agatha just watched all this quietly, her right eye opened calmly, without any emotional fluctuations. The left eye was tightly closed, and in the palm of her left hand, the eyeball was constantly turning, staring at any disturbance around her.

The surging shadows first surrounded those "fakes", and in the blink of an eye, they spread to those fakes like a tide, and instantly swallowed and dissolved them without a sound.

The next second, the shadows rushed towards the three Annihilation Cultists and their symbiotic demons.

Those deep demons sensed danger.

A strange cracking sound came from the demons and the chains on them, and the flames on all the deep demons suddenly trembled violently, and even the edges of the bodies of the Annihilation Cultists also showed strange tremors and blurs. In this realm where everything is still, they struggled to "live"!

The young man who lived with the soot jellyfish was the first to regain his mobility. He broke free from the shackles of the spirit world, and instinctively raised his head to look in Agatha's direction the next second.

And almost at the same time, the emaciated old man who lived with the deep hound also recovered his mobility. He saw his companion's actions and immediately reminded loudly:

"Don't meet the gatekeeper's eyes!"

However, his reminder was one step too late—the young cultist had already turned his gaze completely to the "triangular area" where Agatha was standing.

Agatha raised her left hand, held up her eyeballs, and presented the eyeballs in front of the young cultist as if she were offering her own eyes.

The heretic stared wide-eyed, staring fixedly at the eyeball in Agatha's hand, as if his whole body and mind had been attracted by the eyeball—he was staring at it absent-mindedly, even fascinatedly, a trace of serenity gradually appeared on his face smile.

It was as if at this moment, he understood the true meaning of life and death, and found the whole meaning and answer of his life in this true meaning.

"Ah, how beautiful..."

He said softly, then smiled and fell slowly backwards, in the middle of the shadows that came like a tide.

In an instant, he and his deep demon were torn to pieces by the endless shadows.

But at the same time the heresy fell, a strange scream came from not far away, and the fierce wind pressure approached from the right, Agatha had to dodge slightly sideways, accompanied by an invisible blade Seeing her forehead fly by, she turned to look in the direction of the attack.

The pale woman living with the cat-shaped demon was screaming towards this side, her mouth opened like a twisted and torn alien, the profane spell was compressed into a short scream, and the next blade was swiftly forming.

On the other side, the deep hound was ready for the next breath attack.

Agatha seemed to completely ignore the deep hound and the skinny old man behind her. She just raised her cane and pointed at the pale woman who had begun to mutate like a demon in front of her. At the same time, she raised her left hand high, holding her eyeballs up again.

The pale woman subconsciously avoided looking at the eyeballs in Agatha's hands—but what greeted her the next second was a muffled gunshot.

Agatha's cane spewed out dazzling flames, and a large-caliber silver bullet shattered the pale woman's completely distorted and torn head.

In the next second, as the headless body of the heretic fell down and was swallowed by the shadow, a cloud of intensely corrosive breath also hit Agatha's back.

Black flames rose, smoke and dust filled the air, and the impact breath released by the deep hound exploded behind the gatekeeper, and then quickly dissipated.

Not a single scar remained on Agatha's black coat.

She turned her head slowly and looked at the last remaining cultist, the skinny old man.

The latter's eyes widened, full of astonishment and horror.

"I thought that you dared to set a trap because you must have considered it carefully after investigating the information," Agatha calmly watched the final enemy, "but judging by your expressions, it doesn't seem to be the case—could it be that the three of you Is it just an abandoned child who was thrown out?"

The last cultist's eyes grew more terrified, and there was a hint of helplessness in the terrified.

Agatha noticed the change in the other's eyes.

"You are looking for this?" the young gatekeeper said calmly.

The next second, she suddenly opened her mouth——

A mass of foul, intensely corrosive Youyou breath instantly formed in front of her, and with exactly the same momentum and trajectory as when it hit her just now, it rushed towards the Youyou hound beside the skinny old man the same way!

The Youyou Demon instinctively realized the danger, reacted almost instantly and dodged to the side, but the Youyou Breath that was sent back from the original path suddenly changed its trajectory like a cannonball with eyes—it burrowed into it with incomparable precision. In the head of the deep hound, after a short delay, the demon made of stacked bones exploded into pieces on the ground.

The skinny cultist who lived with the devil instantly let out a scream. Even though he was not attacked by any body, he immediately curled up on the ground in pain, unable to get up.

A flood of shadows rushed to him in the blink of an eye, ready to continue the feast.

"Leave this to me," Agatha's voice sounded at this moment, and at the same time, the sound of the cane hitting the ground echoed around, "Leave."

The shadows in all directions suddenly became agitated, and the monstrous malice and chilling noises rolled like huge waves, imperceptibly impacting the entire space, and some shadows even faintly approached Agatha's direction.

The expression on Agatha's face didn't change, she just raised her cane and slammed it on the floor.

Another thunderous bang echoed throughout the space.

"roll."

After a moment of stagnation and silence, all the shadows receded like a tide.