* Swoosh. *
The silver shutter door was pulled down and covered the entire front of the shop.
On the wall next to the shop, someone pasted a transfer notice with a contact number on it.
Lin Sheng walked on the pedestrian street of the city. The once bustling and lively pedestrian street was now deserted.
As far as the eye could see, there were very few shops that were still open on the entire street.
There were shutter doors everywhere, and all kinds of transfer and sublease stickers on the walls.
* Whoosh … *
A breeze blew past, picking up the dead leaves and flyers on the ground, causing them to rustle.
"Even the cleaners are gone?" Lin Sheng looked at the increasingly messy rubbish on the road.
Dirty clothes, torn newspapers, broken leaves, leftover food wrappers, and all kinds of messy daily garbage could be seen everywhere.
After he woke up from the dream, he received Ancellia's message, and in his annoyance, he went out to take a stroll in the city.
But he did not expect that the previously bustling city had become so deserted.
There were not many people on the streets.
All the citizens seemed to be hiding in the dark, quietly peeking at the world through the cracks.
Worry, fear, fear.
Panic, confusion, pain.
All kinds of negative emotions. Even as Lin Sheng strolled on the street, he could feel the unbridled oppression.
He calmly walked past a clothing store.
This clothing store was considered big, equivalent to three shops combined together.
But now the shop door was tightly shut, and there was no transfer notice posted on it. Instead, someone had used red paint to draw a big weird circle on the shutter door.
The circle was like a smiling cartoon face, and in the center was a line of words: "Hope is never given to those who wait."
This line of words, the handwriting was messy, and there was a sense of nervousness from beginning to end. Coupled with the red paint, it looked like blood.
"That's not right." Lin Sheng frowned as he took a closer look.
There was a faint smell of blood on the handwriting, and it drilled into his nostrils.
"There's really blood!" He frowned as he felt that things were getting worse.
Ever since there were more and more terrorist attacks, more and more Darksiders were killing unscrupulously in front of the eyes of ordinary people.
All kinds of chaos, all kinds of panic, all kinds of sudden strange things that could not be understood.
All of this made the ordinary people more and more afraid and more and more helpless.
They urgently needed a place that could give them a sense of security.
They urgently needed a place where they could place their hearts.
Lin Sheng suddenly understood why his Sanctum had developed so quickly.
This was not only because of the Holy Cathedral's Saint Power, but also because of the changes in the bigger picture.
He walked a few more steps, passed the shop, and came to the door of a car wash.
The shutter door of the car wash was also down, but there was a one-person entrance in the corner.
With his powerful senses, Lin Sheng could vaguely hear strange noises coming from the depths of the entrance.
'… World, Lord God, we offer you the most precious tribute. I only ask that you grant us a harbor to preserve our last lives and souls … "
'… Great Lord of Bai Xing Sha, we pray for you, for your majestic divine power, to cross the darkness, the sea of soul and body, to descend upon us, and grant your believers the most precious peace …'
Waves of muffled prayers slowly drifted out from the depths of the entrance.
There were also the screams of the living, the shuffling of footsteps, and the sound of sharp blades cutting through flesh.
Lin Sheng stopped in his tracks. He slowly walked to the small entrance. He pressed his palm.
The door lock naturally cracked open.
He pulled the door open, as though it was his own home, and walked in.
He wanted to see how much this city had changed in such a short period of time.
He walked through the small door, and through a long and narrow passage. He then turned into a basement staircase that led downwards.
At the end of the staircase, the stench of blood wafted up.
The walls on both sides were engraved with all kinds of blood red symbols and words.
There were also strange patterns of unknown meaning.
Lin Sheng slowly walked down.
At the end of the staircase, he finally saw the scene inside.
A dozen figures in black robes were gathered together, sitting cross-legged on the ground.
Two young men were tied up in the middle. They were long dead, their wrists and ankles were severed, and they were bleeding profusely.
But the real cause of death was their heads.
Half of their heads had been smashed by the blunt weapons.
When Lin Sheng came out, he had seen the chaos in the city from Baine University's intelligence.
But he did not expect it to be this chaotic.
"Is this a blood sacrifice?" He looked at the group of black-robed figures.
Based on his senses, he could clearly tell that these black-robed figures were just ordinary people.
They had nothing extraordinary, no abnormal abilities, no dark powers, and no special abilities.
The scribbles on the surrounding walls were just meaningless graffiti. Even if they were mixed with blood, it would not help.
Lin Sheng's arrival startled the people in the basement who were in the middle of the ritual.
They looked up blankly, and looked at Lin Sheng in horror. Lin Sheng also looked at them.
"Kill … Kill him! He discovered our blood sacrifice and disturbed the sacred ritual! " You're disturbing the sacred ceremony!! "A chubby middle-aged man stood up and pointed at Lin Sheng with a ferocious expression.
The others seemed to trust him, and one by one, they got up from the ground.
They were all holding sharp weapons in their hands.
A dozen of them stared at Lin Sheng with dangerous and panicked eyes.
Anyone else would have felt their hair stand on end.
But unfortunately, they were not ordinary people.
Lin Sheng shook his head, and a plume of black smoke appeared behind him, and turned into a human figure. It was the red armored warrior who had been following him.
"Restrain the leader, and knock the rest out." Lin Sheng ordered.
"Yes." The red armored warrior bowed slightly.
Lin Sheng did not look at him, and left after the red armored warrior rushed into the basement.
Soon, there would be people from the Holy Sanctum coming to take over, or rather, people from Asterism.
Now the Holy Sanctum, Baine University, and Asterism had gathered together, and were working together to enforce the law.
A large number of Darksiders and transcendents were constantly sweeping away the dark presence in the city.
Whether it was the black fog from the Blacktide, or the chaos caused by the Sevenlocks Tower.
With the major evil being taken care of, these small disturbances, with the Holy Sanctum's Saint power, were actually very easy to deal with.
Lin Sheng left the car wash, and wandered around.
Fortunately, not all places had become chaotic and lawless breeding grounds for cults.
The government had set up a number of unified supply points in the city. It was convenient for the residents to buy food, fruits, vegetables, and other necessities.
Not only that, but Lin Sheng also encountered a few escort teams on their way to the city.
They were constantly patrolling the streets and alleys of the city, maintaining security.
Under their protection, many areas of the city still maintained the stability before the terrorist attack.
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