Crown of Silence

Chapter 102 The Call of Darkness

A naked corpse was lying on the ground, blood was flowing from her body and spreading around. The already cold corpse stared at the dark sky with its eyes wide open.

She looked like a prostitute that could be seen everywhere in the downtown area. On her body, the torn cheap skirt was stained red with blood, and that color made the torn skirt seem expensive and full of stunning beauty.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The thin back knelt in a pool of blood, choking in a low voice: "I'm sorry..."

The voice was weak and painful, like a girl.

But her thin back was shrouded in a cloak, with only a strand of long golden hair hanging from the hood, and Ye Qingxuan couldn't see it clearly.

However, it was a living person...

Fortunately, it was a living person.

Ye Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of the corner, and looked around with some worry. The surroundings were still empty, and there was no one else.

Very good, you can attack or defend.

He took a deep breath and walked over cautiously, ready to run away at the slightest sign of trouble. But until he stood behind the girl, nothing strange happened.

The girl was still kneeling in the pool of blood and crying, choking: "I wanted to help you, I'm sorry..."

"Hey, are you okay?"

Ye Qingxuan swallowed his saliva and touched her shoulder carefully. So the crying girl was stunned, as if she was startled.

Her whole body was stiff and trembling with fear.

Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and withdrew his palm awkwardly: "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person. I just saw you crying here, is there anything I can do to help?"

"You touched me?"

In the pool of blood, the girl with her back to him finally made a sound.

That voice was weak, but it didn't sound like fear, but like some kind of uncontrollable rage.

"Hmm?"

She turned her head stiffly, and her neck seemed to make a sound of joints rubbing with the movement. In the darkness under the hood, her voice was distant and hoarse, like the mumbling of someone awakened from a nightmare:

"You...just now, touched me?"

"Sorry, I just..."

Ye Qingxuan subconsciously defended himself, but his voice suddenly stopped. When the girl's body moved away from the corpse, he finally saw the whole picture of the corpse.

In the pool of blood, the dead woman stared at the sky, her shriveled breasts illuminated by the dim light, hanging on both sides of her body without elasticity.

Because her chest was completely cut open.

On the cold corpse, two rows of ribs stretched to the sky like a baby's hands. The internal organs removed from the chest were placed neatly on the stone slab next to it.

In the pool of blood, the girl held a dry heart in her hand. But now the heart is falling apart between her angry and tightened fingers...

This description seems to have been seen somewhere before?

In the shadow under the hood, that face slowly raised up, with the beastly eyes full of anger: "You also want to pollute me...you dirty..."

Ye Qingxuan turned around without hesitation and ran away! -

After getting rid of the butcher, less than ten minutes later, he started to run for his life again.

He felt that he had completely refreshed Avalon's bad luck record today!

First, he encountered a gang fight, then he was chased by the butcher, and now he was courting death and met the legendary Avalon Ripper!

Avalon Ripper! A murderer wandering in the Whitechapel area! And he also likes to dissect and remove the internal organs of the victims while they are still alive.

He can't forget the fragmented photos in the record!

First the butcher, then the ripper... So these psychopaths have nothing to do every night, so they just wander around the downtown area? !

Before he ran three steps, a manic scream sounded behind him. The sharp female voice was full of anger and murderous intent, piercing people's eardrums.

Ye Qingxuan wanted to cry but had no tears: Why are you so angry? I don't even have the energy to be angry! This is not the East where you can't get married if you are touched by a strange man, and you are not a boudoir lady. I just touched you a little and you are so angry, do you still want to live!

Before he could say anything, he heard a cracking sound behind him. Ye Qingxuan turned back in surprise and saw that under the hands of the thin figure, the stone slabs and walls were shattered!

It was just like being chopped by an invisible knife and axe. With the angry scratching, cracks broke out from the stone slabs. The sharp cracks spread all the way to Ye Qingxuan's feet. If he was a step slower, he would have been completely dismembered by the invisible knife and axe.

"Hiss!"

Ye Qingxuan took a breath and sped up. But the shadow behind him stood there, watching him run farther and farther, muttering to himself:

"Purification, purification..."

When he completely left the shadow behind him and turned two or three corners, Ye Qingxuan slowly breathed a sigh of relief. But before he could catch his breath, he heard footsteps approaching from a distance.

"Purification..."

The figure appeared in front of him at some point, with empty hands, staggering towards him.

But wherever 'he' or 'she' or simply 'it' passed, the stone slabs, walls, abandoned houses, and insects and snakes on the ground were silently chopped into pieces.

"Are you done yet!"

Ye Qingxuan felt a rush of cold air from his heels to the back of his head, turned around and started running again.

Sure enough, as he expected, before he ran a few hundred meters, he saw the Ripper's shadow blocking his path again.

"...You filthy devils must be purified...for the sake of this world..."

‘Ripper’ murmured to himself and walked slowly towards Ye Qingxuan.

"For a piece of wool!" Ye Qingxuan was going crazy and couldn't help shouting: "If you really want to do it for this world, then why don't you get your disease cured?"

But then, his eyes blurred, and the shadow was already close at hand.

He subconsciously took a step back, and it was this step that saved him. Because the invisible wind pressure had cut his fingers, blood floated in the air, traced an arc, and fell into the hood.

Ye Qingxuan was startled and instinctively squatted down with his head in his hands, only to find that he was not dismembered as expected.

As if feeling the liquid falling on his face, Ripper raised his pale fingers and stroked the wet marks on his face. That kind of blood seemed to have some strange allure to her. She licked the blood from her fingertips and was stunned.

"Is this... blood?"

The Ripper murmured: "Why...your blood?"

She fell into confusion and intoxication, as if the boy's blood was some kind of poison, or it was as sweet as a forbidden drug, making people unable to help but fall into chaos.

Ye Qingxuan seized the opportunity and retreated quietly.

Seeing that she didn't respond, he took a few steps back, turned around and ran away decisively.

He swore in his heart: If he really wanted to survive this time, he would never run around again if he heard any cries or nonsense in the middle of the night!

Maybe it was because of something wrong with my nerves, or maybe something really happened. He ran for who knows how long, but the strange shadow still didn't suddenly appear in front of or behind him.

Dumped? !

He panted and staggered down the alley, wandering around this strange city like a headless fly.

Finally, after he turned a corner, his eyes lit up.

He was finally freed from being lost and found a familiar street - Princess Street. This street named after the second princess of the Anglo royal family is one of the main streets in the lower city.

Finding this place meant that he was about to leave Xiacheng District and was not far from the college in Zhongcheng District. Not far ahead is the lookout post of the Police Department, and in the distance there is the faint sound of the hooves of mounted police patrolling.

-

As always, thick fog enveloped the city at night.

Every night, a large amount of water vapor will blow in with the sea breeze, forming thick fog as the temperature drops. The thick fog was like a white curtain, covering the entire royal capital layer by layer.

Like a white cloth on a dead man's face.

It was already late at night, and apart from the extinguished street lights on both sides of the street, there were only the occasional sounds of horse-drawn carriages passing by, and the sound of the ocean tide in the distance.

As the eleven o'clock bell rang, the lights in the store gradually went out. The whole city gradually fell asleep.

"It's finally over."

Ye Qingxuan leaned against the wall, rubbing his numb face, and couldn't help but want to scream a few times to vent.

——No matter what, the unlucky day is finally coming to an end.

Unfortunately, he overlooked one thing...

The day is not over until twelve o'clock.

-

Suddenly, a gust of sea breeze blew from afar, and the dense fog became more and more dense.

The scenery that was vaguely visible in the distance was momentarily disturbed and disappeared. The fog suddenly became so thick that it was difficult to see even one's fingers.

A bright light from nowhere illuminated the mist, turning them into dim bone white.

In the thick fog, Ye Qingxuan had no choice but to walk forward against the wall in order to avoid being hit by the blind carriage.

It seemed like the sewer somewhere was broken. He stepped on the stagnant water and made a splashing sound.

Following the map in his mind, he stepped on the stagnant water and headed for higher ground. Fortunately, if you walk a little further ahead, you will reach Tower Bridge after turning the corner.

After passing Tower Bridge, you can say goodbye to all this and enter the Midtown area!

With this thought in mind, he speeded up and moved forward in the mist.

In the mist in the distance, the towering shadow of Tower Bridge gradually emerged. But there were no patrol officers setting up cards around. At the front of the Tower Bridge, the bronze gate that should be closed after nightfall was not locked, which made Ye Qingxuan stunned.

Where have people gone?

He stood alone outside the gate, looking around in confusion, but there was no sound in the thick fog.

It wasn't until now that he discovered that he hadn't seen a living person for a long time, not a single one!

I don’t know when it started, but everything became silent.

The night is inherently silent, but that silence also has sounds. The wind is flowing, snakes and insects are crawling in the gutters, and the sound of the tide under the Tower Bridge will also bring long-lasting echoes.

But now, all the sounds have disappeared, as if they were being brutally strangled to death.

He finally realized something was wrong, but he couldn't tell where exactly it went wrong... because the whole world was completely different from what he knew.

Silently, a gust of wind blew from afar, and thick fog rippled.

For a moment, the clouds in the sky and the thick fog on the ground were blown away by the strong wind, and the moonlight fell from the sky, illuminating this silent world.

Ye Qingxuan raised his head and stared at the moon.

The pale blue moonlight fell in his eyes, reflecting the ferocious outline.

Tonight, the blue moon, representing disaster, hangs high in the sky.