/Please evacuate/
/Please evacuate/
/Please evacuate/
Each sound from the loudspeaker echoed throughout the city like drumbeats stirring the world up, but unfortunately, no one could hear those words.
Except for... a single person.
Lunas.
Lunas stood on high ground, at the intersection moment of the ticking sounds and the echoing bells.
He held a cigarette, trying to use a lighter to ignite a lonely spark of light, but what came to him was only a greyish white light, unlike the ordinary flame of everyday life.
Looking down at the grey city, hidden in the darkness and showing only faint greyish shades, painted with a strange blood red color.
Lunas's eyes trembled, this was probably enough to make an ordinary person suffer from lifetime PTSD, but for an occult event, it was not...
Occult events were divided into two types: Sealed and unsealed, for example, the haunted mansion in Jinlus, a place that could barely be considered sealed.
As for the unsealed, they were further divided into two types, spatial and reality.
"The spatial type can barely be bypassed, but reality is..."
Lunas sighed, he was receiving orders from the headquarters or the boss, whether Ron would arrive now was unknown, everything was becoming as tangled as a ball of yarn, it was best to check the time first.
Lunas looked behind, where time was locked into a giant clock on a magnificent tower. He saw it was currently 20:00 in the evening, by this time Ron should have arrived.
Sure enough, his pants pocket vibrated slightly, it was the communicator of them both.
Lunas turned it on, he waited just like before, 20 seconds, and only then did he make a sound.
"Are you at—"
(I am at the train station, I have just experienced an occult event.)
Without letting Lunas speak, Ron took the initiative to report his own situation.
(Most of them survived, about 7 people have deceased. How is it on your side?)
Ron spoke evenly, as if everything were normal, while Lunas took a deep breath and spoke softly.
"First, Janeus is still within my sights, I see her in the area you designated, but she is running from something, I am not sure what."
Second, it would be great to say I am not facing an occult event, but this entire city is facing it.
By the way..."
Ron anticipated what Lunas would ask, instantly replying.
(Here is the bad news, I do not remember anything).
"Huh?"
(Everything, I do not remember what happened when facing the anomaly, it is just a pity that the others fainted, and those who died do not even have intact bodies for an autopsy.
The person who I believe saw quite a lot has fainted, I have injected him with a dose of sedative to prevent him from falling into psychological shock, it is expected he will not wake up until tomorrow.)
"...I understand, so what about this operation?"
(For the time being, just keep the perimeter around Janeus, if possible look for Emma. I will search to see who can help).
"Please, make it quick".
Lunas spoke longingly, then hung up.
...
The epidemic of madness blanketed Janeus just like that.
Every time her brain was about to explode, she would find an unfortunate person by the roadside and touch them.
In an instant, the unlucky ones received a strange amount of information rushing into their brains, then they bled from their noses, and their eyes exploded, literally.
Janeus did not care about that, as long as they did not lose consciousness, she did not care.
To live is to live, to still move is to still kill each other, to still be conscious is to still have magic.
Janeus ran straight toward the city center, not sure why, but each step she took was either stepping on blood, or corpses, or else internal organs.
Estimated... She counted approximately 300 deceased people.
Janeus tried to use her claws as a gripping surface, she climbed up the wall of a house, in a flash, she stood on the rooftop and looked down.
The entire grey city had been painted with the color of blood, this massive city seemed to stretch the black and white band of color all the way to the horizon, impossible to escape.
Janeus wanted to say something, but her deformed and wound covered face caused blood to pour down every time she opened her mouth.
Currently, the brain was malfunctioning, the exit was blocked, death was approaching, and her movements were monitored.
This situation was truly...