Unlike mainland cities like Baekeland, Tingen, and Pritz Harbor, colonial islands like Bansy lacked gas. There were few street lamps on both sides of the street, and the candles were caged in glass covers, waiting to be lit.
Unfortunately, the wind had risen early today, and no one had gone out in the evening. The candles didn't emit their light at the scheduled time, and the road was pitch-black. It was only illuminated by the faint crimson moon in the clouds.
Compared to before, the wind was a lot calmer. At the very least, Klein didn't need to be distracted by his hat.
A thin fog gradually spread, and the doors and windows of the surrounding two-story houses were tightly shut. It was pitch-black, as if no one had lived there for a long time.
With a dim lantern in one hand and a sturdy cane in the other, Klein walked quickly down the extremely quiet street, heading in the direction of the Green Lemon Restaurant that Blazing Dhaniz had pointed out.
Whoosh!
Wind swirled in the thin fog, and for some reason, Klein felt a chill run down his neck.
He raised his right hand, which was holding the cane, and straightened the collar of his double-breasted frock coat, completely covering his neck.
At that moment, a scene suddenly surfaced in his mind!
In the scene, a black shadow the size of a watermelon leaped out of the fog and instantly pounced at his ear.
Without thinking, Klein swung his arm and forearm and suddenly pulled out his cane.
Bang!
Just as the black shadow approached, it was struck in the face and sent flying for a long distance.
With the help of the lantern's light, Klein finally saw what had attacked him.
It was a head!
It was a head that had lost its body and was hanging from its esophagus!
The head floated in midair, and its face was like a dried cheese covered in mold. The skin that flowed with yellow-green liquid was clearly sagging, but it outlined the outline of the bones.
There were only two black holes left on its nose, and its eyes were bulging out with more white than black. Most of its lips were rotten, revealing sharp teeth that were mixed with blood!
Dogsh * t! When Blazing Dhaniz saw this scene, his heart trembled as he cursed inwardly.
Even though he had explored many treasures and fought many monsters, it was rare for him to see such a disgusting and horrifying thing.
A classic revolver had appeared in his hand at some point. His elbow pressed down, and he was about to fire.
At this moment, he saw a pure and bright light descend from the sky and land on the head that was a little stiff from the whipping.
Ah!
A blood-curdling scream sounded out, and the shriveled and hideous head quickly evaporated and melted into ashes, leaving not a single trace behind.
How weak! Dhaniz commented subconsciously.
This monster, German Sparrow, is from the Sun pathway? It doesn't look like it … He must be relying on a mystical item … I didn't notice it just now, but the German Sparrow had already discovered the enemy and attacked. He's indeed very strong … Dhaniz quickly turned his attention elsewhere.
Just as his thoughts settled, he saw a similar head flying out of the fog from the corner of his eye, trying to bite his neck.
Bang!
Dhaniz calmly pulled the trigger.
The brass bullet accurately hit the head that was covered in mold, shattering its glabella. It fell backward and stopped in midair.
Right on the heels of that, in Dhaniz's left palm, a scarlet blob rapidly expanded as flames began to swirl around it.
He leaned forward, dragged his arm, and "threw" the blob of flames, causing it to slam into the stiff head.
The flames surged as the scarlet burned. The skin of the head was quickly charred black as it emitted sizzling sounds.
However, it didn't seem to be affected. It lunged forward and opened its mouth wide, about to bite Dhaniz's neck.
This change was somewhat out of Dhaniz's expectations. He was nearly unable to dodge in time as he hurriedly shrank his neck and rolled forward, barely dodging the fatal damage.
In his left palm, scarlet red appeared once again, but the flames didn't expand. Instead, they shrank inwards, stacking on top of each other.
In just a second, while dodging, Dhaniz threw out the orange-yellow fireball that was only the size of an eye.
Under the control of his spirituality, the fireball drew an arc in midair and accurately flew into the shriveled head's mouth.
Boom!
With a flash of flames, the explosion tore apart the flying head from the inside out. Countless fragments and blood splattered everywhere.
It's finally over … Dhaniz stood up and heaved a sigh of relief.
Only then did he realize that these monsters that only had heads left weren't easy to deal with. Furthermore, German Sparrow had easily killed one.
The main reason was that the Beyonder powers of the Sun domain were very effective against such things! Dhaniz added in disdain inwardly.
As this thought flashed through his mind, he turned his head and realized that German Sparrow wasn't waiting for him at all. With his cane and lantern in hand, he ran into the distance, his black gown fluttering slightly behind him.
… Dogsh * t! Wait for me … Wait for me! Dhaniz's pupils constricted as he chased after him with large strides. He didn't dare to stay alone in the thin fog and dim environment.
…
Inside the Green Lemon Restaurant.
Donna looked at the white porcelain bowl in front of her and the dark red blood clots in it. She recalled the strange and horrifying feeling the customers had when they were eating, as well as the pool of blood that had emerged from the neck of the headless cloaked man.
Her throat squirmed, and she nearly vomited.
Donna decided to give up on this delicacy, even though the strong fragrance had already entered her nose.
She casually ate some salad and mashed potatoes and waited for the wind to stop. She felt that the clock on the wall was ticking very slowly.
As time passed, table after table of customers paid their bills and left the second floor. The place became quieter and emptier.
Dong! Dong! Donna felt that the sound of them walking down the wooden stairs was very irritating.
Finally, she realized that the trees outside were no longer shaking, and the ground was covered with all kinds of debris.
"The wind has stopped!" Donna pointed excitedly at the window.
Her father, the import and export merchant, Urdi Branch, pinched his forehead and roared in a low voice,
"Donna, where's your table manners?"
"But …" Donna was about to argue when Cleves raised his palm and pressed it down.
"It's 7: 40. Dinner is coming to an end. Let's go back as soon as possible. There are many bad rumors about nighttime in Bansy Harbor."
Every merchant who relied on the sea for a living was more or less superstitious, especially when it came to folklore and legends. Therefore, Urdi pondered for a moment and agreed to Cleves's suggestion.
He quickly paid the bill and led his family and bodyguards down to the first floor.
Cleves was about to open the door to explore when a creaking sound came from the room next to him. Donna nearly screamed in fright as she gripped her brother's hand tightly.
A figure walked out, glanced at them, and said calmly,
"It's foggy. It's best not to go out."
The figure wore a black tuxedo without a hat, and a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose. His face was fleshy and almost round.
"Mr. Fox, what are you trying to say?" Cleves recognized him as the owner of the Green Lemon Restaurant.
Fawkes said expressionlessly,
"In Bansy, it's best not to go out at night when the fog and the weather changes drastically. Don't answer the knock on the door, or else, something bad might happen."
"Someone has already left ahead!" The more Donna listened, the more afraid she became as she emphasized loudly.
Fawkes pointed at the rooms on the first floor.
"They chose to stay the night."
Creak! Clang!
As soon as Fox finished speaking, doors opened one by one. The gentlemen and ladies from before came to the door and quietly watched Donna's family as they tried to leave.
"Maybe we should respect the customs here," Urdi Branch said after some deliberation. "Staying here for one night won't prevent us from boarding the ship."
According to Cleves' original experience, he should've listened to Fox's suggestion and stayed at Green Lemon Restaurant, but he thought of German Sparrow's warning. It was a warning from a powerful adventurer who could guard Blazing Dhaniz!
There's a hidden danger in Bansy Harbor … I didn't specify whether it's indoors or outdoors … Cleves quickly made a decision and said to Urdi,
"Mr. Branch, please believe in my professionalism."
"Yeah, I've seen a lot of folk customs, but none of them have any practical use," another bodyguard, Digger, echoed.
Before he could finish his sentence, there was a sudden knocking sound from the restaurant's door, and a series of screams could be heard in the distance.
"Look, there's a knocking sound. Don't respond," Fawkes said unhurriedly.
Urdi's heart trembled, and he was about to choose to stay the night.
Donna looked at the gentlemen and ladies standing at their respective doors and felt that their gazes were indescribably strange.
"No, we have to go back!" the little girl emphasized, almost screaming.
Cleves also felt the indescribable pressure and coldness that seeped out from within his bones, and he emphasized his opinion once again.
"If there's a problem, staying here will be more dangerous. There are cannons on the ship, and there are sailors with guns and knives."
This reason convinced Urdi, and he gestured for Cleves to open the door.
Cleves waited for the knocking sound to subside, then held his gun in one hand and pulled back with the other to open the door.
Outside, the wind was low, and the darkness was deep. Fog filled the air, as if there were many monsters hidden inside.
Donna pulled her brother Denton, hid behind Cecil, and left the restaurant step by step.
Clang!
The restaurant's door suddenly closed, making it impossible for them to return.
At this moment, they were like ships in a storm, and they were the only ones left in the world.
Cleves walked in front with the lantern in hand. Suddenly, he saw something fly over, hit the ground, and roll a few times.
Donna and the others subconsciously looked over and immediately let out cries of horror.
It was a shriveled, moldy head!
Then, they saw light.
Light descended from the sky, and the disgusting head melted away.
"This …" Urdi and the others swallowed their saliva with difficulty, their bodies trembling.
At that moment, they saw a dim yellow light approaching from the depths of the fog.
It was a figure carrying a lantern. He wore a neat half top hat and a double-breasted frock coat that was the same color as the night. His face was well-defined, and there was an obvious sharpness amidst his coldness.
"Uncle Sparrow!" Donna and Denton blurted out.
They felt that their hearts had become calm and steady.
Klein threw the lantern to Danitz beside him and walked over with his cane in hand. He calmly said to Cleves and the others, "We're here.
"Go to the telegraph office first.
"Where's the Timothy family?"
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