In a bar in Belltaine City.
Roy, Biles, Phil, and Pasha sat around a small round table, gulping down Southville beer.
They didn't talk much as they listened to the drunkards at the neighboring table discuss Beyonder powers and mysticism with a smile.
"Previously, burp. I saw that those Feysacians in Belltaine not only look like bears, but they can also control flames, making them throw them out like javelins!"
"It can't be … Do they really have Beyonder powers?"
"Haha, that's because you're ignorant. One day, I was drunk and slept near the cemetery. I saw the people from the Church of Evernight bring out a few ghosts. Oh, ghosts! They were floating in the air. It was very terrifying! "
…
The drunkards talked about things that they didn't know if they had experienced it themselves or if they had heard it from someone else. Their saliva splattered as their faces turned red.
"They're just like that. They only get excited after drinking. They always like to brag, and they're usually very depressed." Biles was a local resident of Belltaine. Upon seeing this, he explained, "Ever since the coal mines began to dry up, young people gradually left Belltaine for Constant and Baekeland. The atmosphere here has become more and more oppressive, and the city has become more and more gloomy."
This man, who wasn't even thirty years old, had been a miner when he was young. He was lucky to not die in the mines, so his skin was very dark.
His exposed muscles weren't too exaggerated, but they gave off the feeling that they were made of steel.
As the leader of the group, Roy smiled and said, "What they said might be the truth and not bragging.
"What they're saying might be the truth, and they're not bragging. The previous war has indeed exposed supernatural powers to many people, especially the soldiers who were directly involved. As long as they're still alive, they've all experienced it.
"Furthermore, this also brought about many opportunities. It allowed people who had no chance to come into contact with Beyonder powers and true mysticism to become Beyonders."
The way he expressed it was very reserved, as though he was talking about someone else's matter, but in fact, it was the experience of the four of them.
Biles and Roy were soldiers who had participated in the battle in Belltaine City. Phil had once been plundered by the Feysacians, but he was lucky enough to not die. Pasha and her fellow citizens had lured and ambushed a few Intis soldiers in the streets.
They had all witnessed the deaths of many of their friends and gained supernatural powers for various reasons.
Then, due to the chaos brought about by the war, they were either separated from the troops or took the initiative to avoid being found out by the official forces. Slowly, they got to know each other and became friends with each other.
This time, they came to Biles's hometown, Belltaine, to search for his surviving family and friends.
"The truth of this World is far beyond our imagination," Pasha, who had long dark blonde hair and dark blue eyes, sighed with emotion.
She was only in her twenties. Her facial features were not bad, but there was not much fat on her face, so the outline of her bones was obvious. She looked much older than her actual age.
"In the future, we will have different lives." Roy, who had a typical Rouen hairline, raised his glass and said, "Cheers to a brand new future …"
Before he could finish his sentence, someone in the bar suddenly screamed.
Roy and the others had some experience, so they quickly raised their vigilance and looked over.
They saw a young man in ordinary clothes fall to the ground, rolling back and forth as though he was in extreme pain.
Under the dim yellow illumination of the gas wall lamps, everyone discovered that the clothes on the young man's back were torn open, revealing blood-red marks that seemed to have been caused by a whip.
However, no one around him was holding a whip, and the victim had only screamed once. Unless he had been whipped countless times in that instant.
But if that was the case, why didn't anyone notice?
"… He's holding a wallet in his hand … Could this have something to do with the anomaly just now?" The thin Phil took a few glances and said in deliberation, "Should I bring it over to take a look?"
Roy thought for a moment and nodded slightly.
"Be careful."
Phil tersely acknowledged and walked out of the small round table area. With the cover of the crowd, he approached the young man who was no longer rolling and was only grunting softly.
He quietly stretched out his left hand, targeting the ordinary-looking leather wallet.
"Ah!"
Phil suddenly screamed as he watched his left hand break at the wrist and fall to the ground.
Blood spewed out from the fracture, splattering onto the faces and bodies of the surrounding people.
The scene froze. The drunken customers were first stunned before they gulped their saliva. Then, they turned around and frantically ran out of the door and into the corner!
"Something's strange … No one attacked me!" Phil nearly fainted from the pain, but he still forced himself to tell Roy, Biles, and Pasha about his "experience."
Roy's eyes narrowed as he decisively said, "Let's leave this place first!"
"Let's leave this place first!"
He then turned his head and said to Biles, "Pick up Phil's hand and keep it well.
"Pick up Phil's hand and keep it safe. I remember that the military doctor, Weber, was also from Belltaine. He returned here after retiring from the army and opened a private clinic. He … he can effectively treat this kind of injury."
The military doctor named Weber was also a Beyonder. When he participated in the war in the south, he improved step by step and obtained medical skills that transcended reality. It was said that he could sew up severed limbs and make them as agile as before.
"Alright," Biles answered without hesitation.
He took a few steps forward, took out a wooden box, picked up Phil's severed hand, and placed it in it.
At the same time, Pasha used the magical ointment she had bought to stop the bleeding from Phil's wound and bandaged it.
Following that, the four of them left the bar.
After many inquiries, they finally found Weber's clinic with the help of passersby.
The clinic wasn't closed yet, and the light from the gas lamps spread out, scattering a dim yellow.
Roy politely pulled the doorbell and heard the tinkling sound echoing inside.
However, after a few minutes, no one came to welcome them.
"Drunk?" Pasha looked at Phil, who was in unbearable pain, and made a guess in puzzlement.
Roy shook his head.
"I remember that Weber isn't an alcoholic. Apart from being a bit of a flirt, he doesn't have any bad habits. Perhaps, he's …"
As he spoke, the man with a medium build and a weathered face pushed the door and realized that it wasn't locked. It was only ajar.
As the door opened, Roy, Biles, and the others saw two figures.
The two figures hung in the middle of the clinic, gently swaying due to the wind blowing in from outside.
One of them was a man in his thirties in a white coat, and the other was a young lady in a nurse's uniform. Their lower bodies were naked, and their eyes were protruding. Their mouths were half-open, and their tongues were squeezed out. They were hung from the ceiling by invisible ropes, and their expressions were filled with fear, despair, and confusion.
"Weber …" Roy recognized the hanging man.
He, Pasha, Phil, and Biles felt a chill run down their backs. They didn't know why such a thing had happened, nor did they know what kind of horror such an unknown would bring.
Bang!
The sound of a chair falling to the ground came from the side, jolting Roy and the others who were stunned.
They looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a lady with a baby in her arms rise in a panic, and whisper in a frightened and bewildered voice:
She whispered in horror and confusion, "They're having an affair …"
What does this have to do with what happened to them? Roy secretly took a deep breath, feeling that it wasn't appropriate to stay here for long.
He hurriedly instructed,
"Let's go!"
He didn't get Pasha to comfort the lady, nor did he attempt to obtain the clinic's disinfectant and bandages.
Biles and the others swallowed their saliva with great difficulty, quickly turned around, and left the clinic with extreme wariness.
To Phil, the horror of the unknown completely overwhelmed the pain in his left hand.
"What exactly happened?" Phil's facial muscles twitched as he asked after turning into another street.
"How would I know?" Biles blurted out, his emotions a little out of control.
Roy looked around and exhaled.
"Calm down.
"This should be a terrifying Beyonder matter that exceeds our imagination."
"Yes, all of this is too strange. That's the only reason." Pasha nodded in agreement.
"Then what should we do?" Phil asked in panic.
Roy thought for a moment and said,
"Try to leave Belltaine.
"Also, analyze our previous encounters and summarize the patterns contained within.
"None of us can guarantee that we won't encounter such abnormalities again. Only by grasping the patterns can we ensure our own safety."
"That's right." Biles calmed down and agreed with Roy.
As they walked, they discussed and gradually came up with some ideas.
"Weber was having an affair before he was hanged. Before Phil's hand was severed, he attempted to take the wallet. This is a form of theft …" Pasha summarized the similarities between the two matters.
"…" Roy suddenly had an idea.
"Could it be that they encountered such an encounter because they did something illegal?"
"How is that possible?" Biles and Phil replied in unison.
Just as they finished speaking, they suddenly had a corresponding guess as their expressions gradually turned solemn.
"Perhaps, there's an invisible enforcer. This is the essence of this Beyonder incident …" Biles said after some thought.
Roy grunted in acknowledgment.
"This might be very likely.
"Next, we have to pay attention to our actions."
Pasha and the others nodded and walked out of the city with increasing wariness.
Before long, they arrived at the municipal square and saw many people standing around the noticeboard at night.
"Notice?" Roy and the others looked at each other, suspecting that it was a hint from the official factions regarding this Beyonder incident.
Therefore, they approached and used the light from the gas lamps to look at the notice on the wooden sign.
In the middle of the notice was a piece of white paper. Below the white paper was a piece of yellow paper, which seemed to be an additional explanation.
As they quickly browsed through the notice, Roy, Pasha, and the others' eyes were gradually filled with horror. They seemed to understand the root of the matter.
After reading the white paper, their gazes landed on the yellow paper.
"All citizens, please arrest foreigners together. Use any means necessary."
Arrest foreigners … Roy and the others' hearts tightened as they instinctively looked at the citizens around the noticeboard.
As though sensing their gazes, the citizens turned around and cast their gazes at them.
Under the dim yellow light of the gas lamps, the eyes seemed to shimmer with a strange luster.
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