"Er …" Several overlapping sounds emerged from the beak mask, and Michael hurriedly covered the mask mouth and said, "How come!"
"How can this happen!"
"Uh …" Michael stamped his foot in resentment and stopped talking.
It seems that each mask will show the characteristics of various evil sounds. Zhou Yan heard Pazuzu sounds in the basement, which are mixed with the sounds of men, women and children like the masks worn by Michael.
Maybe this is also a clue to attend the Black Rose Mass.
[ding! Congratulations to the players for choosing their masks. Now, please go to the Black Rose Mass.
[Progress (1/)]
[Warm wake up, please always pay attention to the players’ respective identities and don’t expose yourself]
The original closed door slowly opened.
"Let’s go," Ji Fangwei finally said.
His voice is mixed with rustling, but he can still recognize his original magnetic voice.
Zhou Yan nodded and three people walked out of this mansion forgotten in time at the same time.
The setting sun hangs far away in the corner of the horizon, but it casts an unusually dazzling red light, as if the whole sky were dyed red with blood, but it also reveals the unique light of the sun.
Zhou Yan looked up and felt that his eyes were pricked by needles. He quickly looked down at the street scene.
Their mansion is located on the edge of the town, with tall plane trees planted on both sides of the street, and people have been cleaning up the dead leaves for a long time
Even these things are covered with a layer of red gauze by the strange sunset, as if the whole world were soaked in blood.
Zhou Yan passed by a tall tree, and the swollen tree tumor suddenly turned into a funny face when he passed by. When Zhou Yan noticed looking back, the withered tree tumor returned to its usual appearance.
"It’s not normal here," Zhou Yan never doubted his eyesight. He quickly approached Ji Fang and said, "I just saw a face on that tree trunk."
Ji Fangwei also replied in a low voice, "It may be hell. Some lower creatures in Parademons are responsible for monitoring us."
Michael patted Yan’s shoulder for a week and said, "Be careful all the way."
"Be careful all the way"
"Uh …" It’s a little surprising that Michael told Zhou Yan. Why did he suddenly become so enthusiastic?
Treading on rustling leaves, the three men came to Kuang Street. At this time, their eyes were gradually caged, and a hazy mist seemed to wrap around them like strange ghost hands.
patter
Slightly opening the door rang, and a man wearing a bronze mask came out of the house beside the street, dressed in a black robe as if Zhou Yan had seen a black rose believer before.
Clap, clap, clap.
Opening doors one after another is particularly harsh in quiet streets, and believers in black are constantly coming out of their homes, and their hands are placed in strange marks and slowly walking in one direction.
Soon the streets were full of black believers wearing masks.
Zhou Yan followed Ji Fangwei closely, and he looked around at the masks worn by Christians.
He was a little uneasy to find that all believers wore the same mask, that is, the bird’s beak mask belonging to Pazuzu.
The masks he and Ji Fangwei chose did not appear in this group of believers.
Zhou Yan’s heart was tight, and he hung his head in a panic as far as possible to cover his mask horns.
Generally speaking, it is not correct to choose a mask with a ten-point key to the player’s life. Is there a beak mask?
Zhou Yan walked quickly forward and patted the shoulder of the person in front. He was about to open his mouth when he saw the man turn around with a beak mask and raised eyebrows. He looked at Zhou Yan with cold eyes.
Not him!
Zhou yanqiang was shocked by the pressure in his heart. He slowly stepped back a few steps, so he easily opened his hand and shrugged his shoulders to show that he had mistaken someone.
The eyes of the believer wearing a bird’s beak mask stayed for a moment in Zhou Yan’s mask and then casually turned and walked forward.
Zhou Yan’s tight muscles slowly relaxed, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He was more worried that he was being treated as a heresy by this group of oppressive believers than losing the other two teammates.
But it’s not a big mistake for that man to show that he is wearing a mask representing Satan.
Zhou Yan walked along with the stream of people. If Ji Fangwei wore a horn mask and waited for the black rose mass, he could find him himself.
But what should Michael do?
He is a real angel. It is obviously not a wise decision to let him go to the devil’s party alone.
To make matters worse, he completely mixed in with this group of followers who believe in Pazuzu’s Baal, and he and Ji Fang only knew where he was.
Zhou Yan shook his head and converged all the confused thoughts. His eyes gradually stroked to the collar of the clavicle firmly and involuntarily.
The little cross is hidden in his clothes, and Zhou Yan feels the warmth of the cloth carefully. By touching him with his fingertips, he can clearly feel the faces of two children.
Their souls are still hiding in Zhou Yan’s cross
Mao!