"let's go."

In the barber shop, Charles stood up from the ground and looked at the other three who were looking for media.

"Don't continue to find clues?" Cassidio, not far away, asked strangely.

“It has been found.”

Charles replied, without explaining much afterwards. After taking a look at the ground, he took the lead in walking out the door.

This is a bit inexplicable, but since he said so, there is no need to stay here.

So others walked out one after another and returned to the car parked outside the barber shop. After a while, the car slowly started and left the place.

Seeing this, a man with a buzz cut in a Chinese restaurant not far away remembered the license plate. Then he picked up the phone and was about to report everything he saw, but suddenly he found that the light around him was inexplicably darker.

He looked stunned, then looked up the window and couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

The dim sunset rays were completely blocked by dark clouds, and the surging appearance of the dark clouds was obviously not a normal natural phenomenon.

"Who is stirring the astronomical phenomena?"

He murmured, dialing directly with the phone that had been pressed in his hand. After a brief wait, a voice immediately appeared on the opposite side.

"Is there a situation?"

"I am here in Vodou, and I find that there is a God exerting his power."

"God? Who is his old friend?"

"I don't know, I didn't see anyone, but just now - hell, Fudu, it's them!" He suddenly screamed, and subconsciously stood up, causing other diners around to pay attention.

But immediately after the restaurant, a panic scream from the kitchen diverted the diners.

Then they saw a fat pig that seemed to have just been dealt with, running out in a hurry, rushing towards the open door with a very fast speed.

Its white belly, which had been broken, turned out of flesh and blood, and its intestines flowed all over the ground, dragging and tugging, stained with a layer of dust. In addition, the pig's head's unsightly eyes looked extremely terrifying.

"God comes again, what did I see?"

A bald white man subconsciously chewed a piece of pork liver in his mouth, and was a little stunned.

Therefore, he did not realize that the plate of salmon sashimi on his table suddenly stretched and trembled like a fish gill breathing.

...

The city scenery was calm the sunset the moment before, but the next moment it was covered by dark clouds. The cold wind blew, the shadows shrouded the earth, and countless already silent existences were awakened one after another.

Restaurants, hospitals, police stations, cemeteries...

The dark clouds didn't stay for long and scattered, but the consequences it had just been revealed.

Confusion was thus born in this sparsely populated city and became increasingly intense. And suddenly, a group of people were added to the beginning of all this.

A group of weirdos who were either wearing suits and trousers, fur coats, fashionable clothes, or simply dressed like ancient people.

Since their appearance, the intersection in this area has been inexplicably blocked, as if an invisible wall railing was blocked, and outsiders could not enter again.

The car driving on the street hit the invisible wall with a bang and the windshield shattered.

The pedestrians tried hard, but they could no longer make it. Even the sea breeze that rippled in New Orleans all year round seemed to be blocked outside and whimpered.

It’s just that this invisible barrier can prevent people from entering. But it cannot exclude the existence that is already here.

After the group of people appeared, they were watching the inconspicuous barber shop.

And not far from the barber shop, Charles was watching them with a pair of telescopes.

"Perform such a wide range of magic to attract attention, Shire, I don't think you're doing it right. Those necromancers will be troublesome."

The serious voice of an angel came to his ears, with a slightly dissatisfied tone.

This person has a relatively positive view of his own, and he doesn't really like this method of not distinguishing between enemies and us. Although his relationship with Charles is pretty good, he still has to say it.

"Don't worry."

Shire replied: "What is revived is nothing but moving corpses. They have no subjective consciousness and are even more unlikely to attack humans on their own initiative. If you don't believe it, you can take a closer look."

This is actually the truth.

It is different from the normal resurrection necromancer spell. At this moment, his talent ability that can awaken the necromancer without soul is quite large in scope and high efficiency, but it lacks a little agility.

Normal necromancers are very hostile to living beings, because their lost souls are integrated into the flesh.

And now, what kind of hostility can such a simple body besides instinct?

"But the reaction caused by this supernatural power is also considered by the human world," Cassidio replied with a frown.

What he said made some sense, but Charles curled his lips to this, "There are so many American monsters, and the hell demons have made a lot of noise after they appear. The mainstream Americans know nothing about it. Don't you think this is strange."

"This..." Cassidio was stunned when he heard this, and thought about it, it seemed that it was indeed the case.

"There is no record of this in heaven, and I don't know why."

This question is to ask your God.

Shire answered secretly, but said on the surface: "So Americans are like blind people, and there will be no problem if they see it."

Although this reason is a bit nonsensical, Cassidio opened his mouth but did not say anything else.

Things have happened, and it is useless to object. It is better to concentrate on doing the things in front of you.

What they said seemed to be quite high-end, and the other two witches around couldn't get into it at all. Looking at the group of people below, Fiona couldn't help saying, "Do you need to call someone else to help?"

She was still shocked by the methods that Shire had used before, and her tone was a little respectful.

"Need not."

Shire replied: "We don't need to do it, just watch the show."

So Fiona nodded.

The pointed chin witch on the side was looking up at the sky where the dark clouds were dispersed, her eyes rolling around, and she didn't know what to pay attention to.

Charles didn't care much about others, so he raised his telescope and observed again.

Just as he said, now you only need to watch the show.

His purpose of coming here was to find clues about the voodoo queen, then obtain the position through the witches' divination, and then directly find ways to make the Vodoo clash with the pagan gods.

In this way, he can make a preliminary assessment of the strength of the pagan gods and then figure out how to target them.

However, unexpectedly, after coming here, he directly discovered the hidden members of the Vodou Cult - they were hiding in place without moving!?

It was a bit unexpected to see how they concealed the possible searches, but since Charles discovered it, he would not be able to miss this opportunity.

So, after this group of people moved their positions, Charles made a quick decision and began to act.

In fact, there was no need for him to do anything, but some movements made the pagan gods hurried over like vultures seeing carrion.

"They seem to take this goal seriously?"

All pagan gods have now entered the narrow barber shop, with only some marginal members outside. Shir watched all this, and while he was puzzled, he secretly prayed.

"I hope the Vodou people will stick to it for a long time."

He was not afraid that these people would not be able to find the target hiding place after entering, because he had left some clues before leaving. I think they could find it if they searched carefully.

And the development of things was not as expected by Charles.

Not long after, a violent thunderstorm suddenly came from the barber shop, rumbling very loudly.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying sound like a deep-sea monster howled suddenly came from the ground!
Chapter completed!