deformed bone

Calvin could still seem to hear the voices of the children as they performed the dreadful deed.

It was utter laughter, and if you hadn't witnessed what they were doing, you could hardly imagine that there was such a terrible evil in the laughter that belonged to children.

Calvin was terrified, and he believed Han was too.

They hid in the gap between the fence and the bushes, their faces were pale, and they stared at it all with dumbfounded eyes.

These children looked so innocent, even though the bright red viscera of the corpse they were playing with was still slightly hot in the air.

The victim was wearing a colorless dress with an Adventist badge around his neck.Her head was thrown back, and there was even a smile on her face.

The open-air playground is also covered with soft silicone mats, perhaps to prevent these physically handicapped children from falling and causing serious injuries while playing.All the facilities appear in bright colors and lovely shapes.

It formed an unusually sharp contrast with the corpse lying on the ground.

The group of children looked to be only four or five years old, and the oldest would not be more than ten years old.

What bothered Calvin the most was seeing one of the children (he had only one hand intact, the other was bald from the wrist, probably stunted) in a diaper, a heavy, puffy diaper Hanging almost to the child's knees, he walked with a swollen belly, his chin and chest covered in dark brown blood.

He was holding the intestines of an adult man, playing with it with interest, and after a while he sat down where he was, puffing out his cheeks and eating the intestines.

Calvin was on the verge of screaming.

His mind was blank, and he was about to rush out to stop the child's behavior, but at this moment, Han hugged him tightly.

"Calm down, Calvin, you have to calm down."

Calvin was trembling all over his body—it was only when his reason finally returned to his body that he realized that Han was actually trembling too.

Facing this group of children who were staggering and crawling all over the ground, Calvin and Han felt the deepest terror in their lives.

"We have to get out of here, it's not normal here."

Calvin whispered to Han tremblingly.

He felt like he was going crazy, his stomach was churning.

Even though he had seen countless lunatics in his hallucinations, and even the ghosts of children who had just begun to rot, he didn't feel like his spirit was on the verge of collapse.He can't take it.

These children are very scary.

What was scary about them was that there was nothing evil about them—the corpse and the internal organs she provided were no different from the plastic toys they usually got.

Joshua... Joshua may have controlled the other adults in this chaotic city, but he didn't control the kids.

Thanks to that goddamn secret connection with Joshua, Calvin could feel the remnants of that consciousness, so he knew very well that what these kids did was of their own volition and not Joshua Shuya's brainwashing.

Calvin bit his lip, and Han slowly rolled over from the other side of the wall.

At that moment, the joyful laughter of the children stopped suddenly.

"Wow, Angel!"

"It's an angel!"

"It's the angel Ms. Tessie said—"

"Mr. Angel, are you here to take us back to heaven?"

……

Childish voices rang out.

Calvin stood on the wall, turned his head with a pale face, and the group of children who made him tremble with fear were already surrounded by the wall, and they were staring at Calvin with their heads up.

It wasn't until this time that Calvin realized that his wings had unknowingly stretched out behind his back due to his nervousness.

The white, huge wings are so conspicuous in such a chaotic street, making the group of children who have just played like devils become extremely excited in an instant.

"Calvin! Go!"

Han also realized that something was wrong, he grabbed Calvin and jumped off the wall with him.

"Don't go—Mr. Angel—don't go—"

"Don't leave us behind!"

"We'll be nice..."

……

Those childish words that could not even be pronounced clearly turned into a chaotic scream and cry.

Calvin sprinted to the curb, and he threw up.

He must be in pretty bad shape, and he knows that because Han keeps trying to calm him down.Similarly, Han's situation is no better than him.

Calvin was also in the same way, cheering up the other party almost numbly.

Both he and Han were so dazed by the incident that they didn't even notice a frenzied crowd heading their way at the next intersection—Calvin didn't even quite remember how he and Han managed to get rid of the crowd.

Maybe also by killing and beating?Looking back now, Calvin's mind is only full of noise, chaos, blood splatter, and those people's crazy eyes.

"Angel--"

"It's El—the angel El—"

……

Those people also screamed the moment they saw Calvin.

The originally numb and chaotic expression was instantly covered by frightening distortion and frenzy.

At that moment, their calls overlapped with those of the children in the nursery.

Calvin's reason was also completely shattered by that call, turning into fragile powder.

He completely crushed those people with cruelty that he would never have done before.

He believed that both he and Han were a little out of control, but when their senses returned to their bodies, all they were left with was blood all over their bodies and scattered corpses on the ground.

"Go home, I'm tired."

Calvin and Han Dingding stared at the corpses in place, not knowing who said this sentence first.

They were out of control, and neither of them could really put into words why it was out of control.

……

"... No, we can't stay here anymore. The whole city has fallen, and those people are crazy. But we are not far away. If this continues, I think we will gradually collapse. In fact, I am now I feel like I'm not far from going crazy."

Han was wrapped in a blanket, and he gulped down the hot coffee that Joyce had prepared for him. At least half of the cup was filled with sugar cubes that hadn't had time to melt.

Under the influence of Joyce and coffee, Han finally returned to normal.

At least his cheeks were a little more bloody, and his eyes were focused.

Calvin took a look at him, and in his impression, the Asian police officer was always a bit slack and cunning, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, looking quite haggard and broken (of course, in Calvin's view, he is now more than It was much more pleasing to the eye before).

"I also think we should get out of here." At this moment, the red deer who had been by Calvin's side unexpectedly agreed with Han, "Calvin has been sleeping badly these days, I can always hear him Had a nightmare—"

"It's not unusual for me."

Calvin said softly.

Nightmares have long been commonplace for him, he just didn't know that his nightmares would be noticed by Red Deer.

Isaac shot him a stern glance, and Calvin could almost hear him questioning: Why does Red Deer know about your nightmares while you sleep?

Calvin sighed and ignored his brother.

"I think... we should probably leave the city for a while. Everyone's mental burden is too great. If it continues, the situation may be even worse. For example, today, I will even spread my wings in public, and I even Didn't realize it."

Having said this, Calvin paused, and after deliberating for a while, he opened his mouth.

"Another thing I want to say is that I don't think it's very safe here anymore."

"Not safe?"

"what have you found?"

Joyce and Isaac tensed up at the same time.

Calvin rubbed the space between his brows, and he forced himself to recall the battle he had encountered after he came out of the nursery.

Of course, objectively speaking, it was not a close battle.

There were only about a dozen people in the other group, and most of them were seriously out of shape. Their intelligence seemed to be very low, and their actions were chaotic. Therefore, even Calvin and Han could find a way to escape from the siege .

"...I don't know what to say, I just feel that there are more and more people acting in groups on the street." Calvin recalled the scene he saw when he went out last time, his brows became more and more frowned, " We used to see lone loafers, you know, families hanging around the neighborhood at most, but now more and more crazy people are starting to travel in groups. I think it's about Shuya is improving his own control methods - a single individual is too weak and too scattered, and will consume a lot of his mental power. But if it is like those people we encountered today..."

"All groups of lunatics walking together can be manipulated as a whole, what do you mean?"

Joyce's face darkened, he asked.

"Just a guess."

Calvin hesitated for a moment before nodding.

"You have a very close relationship with Joshua. Believe me, your guess may be Joshua's real intention."

Joyce stood up suddenly, and he looked around seriously at the damn materials piled up around the basement, frowning together.

"We've got to get out of here asap. I've got a bad hunch—"

……

In retrospect, Joyce may also have some kind of special ability similar to "crow's mouth".

His foreboding soon becomes grim reality.