Night, when it is late at night.

The cool and cool breeze blew the trees on the street, and the branches swayed and creaked.

Medical camp.

At this time, only one or two operatives were patrolling around the camp. Because the outer edge of the camp was protected by barriers, they could only go out but not enter, so the number of guards in the camp decreased at night.

Like the situation in the church, most nuns and priests had already started to rest at this time, and only a few agents were responsible for shift vigils.

This is also to avoid the fact that something happens and no one can notice it.

“Swishy…”

It was just a sound caused by the north wind blowing in the trees and branches.

The agents patrolling around thought so, and they didn't care too much about the sound.

Against the backdrop of the darkness, dark figures walked out of the medical tent. They seemed to be organized and disciplined, and even did not make any obvious sound when walking.

They followed closely behind this generation of wanderers, like black ghosts.

Not only the agents here, but also the other side of the camp, the same situation happened.

After a while, perhaps the agent walking in front of the patrol discovered something. When he noticed something was wrong, he was about to dodge and sweep away directly, the terrible weight instantly pressed on him and pushed his body to the ground without waiting for him to make any resistance or request for help.

The sharp scalpel cut his neck, causing him to lose the ability to make sounds instantly.

Looking back at him, the group of black shadows stood up from him, then took off his body with blue and white striped clothes and covered the guy with them to avoid the early leakage of blood and energy.

If you look closely at the clothes on these guys, you will find that they are wearing the sick clothes on the patients who have fallen into coma and have not yet woken up.

Not only did this happen here, but even another night watchman on the other side of the camp was treated the same way.

Group suppression, throat cutting, and clothing covering are done in one go.

These guys who were originally unconscious were like killers who had been trained for a long time, doing things neatly.

But if you look at their past experiences, you will find that at most there are only adventurers among them, and their experiences are almost completely inseparable from killers.

However, there is clearly no killer experience, but it seems to be well-trained when doing things. If someone sees this scene, they will probably be shocked so that they cannot speak for a while, right?

The scene in front of me is really too puzzling no matter what.

How did residents who were unconscious because of toxins suddenly change when they woke up, and even killed these night watchmen responsible for protecting them?

According to common sense, even if a normal person wakes up and sees himself in a strange environment, he will not attack these agents in such a regular and orderly manner, right?

This is too unreasonable.

......

"Puff!"

The sharp blade cut a man's neck again. The more than 20,000 patients who left the camp were like terrible killers who sneaked into the city at this time. Almost every pedestrian they encountered who passed by on the streets was cruelly killed by them.

Similarly, it is not only the passers-by who are suffering from such situations, but also some shops with lights on are inevitably attacked by them.

They are like ruthless murderous devils, and there is almost no living mouth where they pass.

Those who are lucky can only hide in the dark corner at this time, and they don’t even dare to make even a sound.

This is destined to be a sleepless night, and perhaps this is just the beginning of a brutal massacre.

perhaps......?

Inside the tavern.

Beizeb was listening to Astor telling the story while writing the research report he obtained in the past few days.

Although the research has been completed, summarizing the research content over the past few days is something he often does in his spare time in his research. Besides, there are still people telling him stories to relax. Under such conditions, working is simply enjoying the ultimate, right?

However, it seems that there is no way to last for too long with such enjoyment.

Beizeb put down the pen in his hand and looked at Alicia and Astor on the side.

"Are there any guests here to drink this night?"

“Sometimes there are, but it’s usually rare.”

Astor said this, then frowned strangely.

Even if there is one, it wasn't that when so many strange things happened in Lomea before, but now strange things happen everywhere, which makes everyone panic and reduce the number of times they go out during the day, let alone this night.

"I'll go and open the door."

Alicia said this, but was stopped by Astor beside her.

"At this time, there must be a problem for someone coming over at night, so I'll open the door."

Astor said this, then he arrived at the door of the tavern and opened the door of the tavern.

Then...

A magic power bloomed from his body surface, and several white chains emerged from the ground, extending outward, as if they were tying something.

Seeing this scene, Bezebu and Alicia couldn't sit still and came to the door and looked at the situation outside.

"......this?"

Bethibu was stunned for a moment, looking at the group of guys holding sharp knives outside, bound by white chains, looking like a group of patients.

If you remember correctly, Beethebu had seen these guys' sick clothes this morning.

"Are these guys... patients who came out from here?"

Astor frowned, but did not release the chains on these guys.

"The blood on their bodies... I'm afraid many people have already..."

Alicia looked at the scene in front of her with some helplessness, and Astor patted her on the shoulder to comfort her.

"I think I know roughly where these guys came from..."

Beizeb looked at these guys and then told me that he had seen the unconscious patients in the medical camp this morning wearing these medical clothes.

"Why are these patients suddenly crazy?"

Beizeb frowned, and what made him even more puzzled was that those night watchmen had the strength of elite knights at least, how could they let them escape so easily?
Chapter completed!