Seeing her young lady's obvious interest in the ghost legend, Anne glanced at the other maids who were preparing hot water, combs, etc., and continued:

"The doctors and nurses wanted to invite the bishop of the church to hold a mass, but the remaining patients strongly opposed it and looked forward to encountering the ghost. They all called it the 'clown angel', saying that it looked scary like a clown in costume, but in fact it was an angel who solved illness and torture."

"This title is very interesting..." Audrey said with a faint smile.

In the past, she would have been very interested in this and eager to try to go to the hospital to keep watch all night through "dream travel" to find out what the so-called "clown angel" was all about. However, the outbreak of the war made her feel depressed. She felt that there were too many serious and important things to do and she was not in the mood to explore.

In fact, if she had not personally experienced the air raid and seen those who were injured as a result, she would have definitely felt that the war had never broken out and that Backlund was very peaceful.

This was because after the air raid, the airship forces of the Kingdom of Loen were deployed to the war, and the air defense standards of coastal cities were all improved, and Backlund was never attacked again. Currently, the battles between Feysac and Loen are mainly concentrated in three places: the Amanda Mountains in Winter County, the heavy industrial city cluster on the east coast of the Sea of ​​​​Interval, and the major ports on the coast of the Sonia Sea. They are all in a stalemate, and no one has gained much advantage. Even if there are casualties, it does not have much substantial impact on Backlund. Except for the rising prices and the newspapers always publishing news, the city seems to have returned to peace in just a few days.

But Audrey would not think so. Her father and brother have been busy recently, always coming home late, or gathering a group of nobles, parliamentarians, and clergy to have private gatherings at home. She learned the specific number of casualties on the front lines of Pritz Harbor and Amanda through other charitable organizations of the Church of the Night, and even saw some battlefield photos. She is working hard to raise funds, contacting major pharmaceutical companies and regular hospitals, hoping to organize battlefield rescue, charitable medical care and other things.

Who would have thought that the adventurer known for his madness not only took out the extra food in the manor, but also donated an additional 7,000 pounds in cash... Audrey sighed secretly and began to let the maid busy herself.

…………

South District of Daqiao, Rose Street.

Emlyn White casually donated a 10-pound note to a charity fundraiser, clicked his hat on his head, walked up the steps and entered the Harvest Church.

At this time, there was no believer in the church. Only Father Utravsky, who looked like a half-giant, was sitting in the front, praying devoutly.

Emlyn didn't rush to change into his priest robes. He sat next to the priest and wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he just laughed "Hey".

“It must be your typical Feysac appearance and figure that makes those believers afraid to come over.” Emlyn looked at the altar in front of him and said casually.

Bishop Utravsky put down his hands, opened his eyes and said:

"I can understand them."

"What's the use of understanding? If the war gets more intense and more soldiers are killed, those believers might rush in here, burn down the church, and hang you." Emlyn said, still looking at the Holy Emblem of Life.

Father Utravsky shook his head slightly:

"No, they won't. They sincerely believe in the Mother Goddess and won't burn down the church. At most they will expel me. If I say that I have given up my Feysac nationality, there will always be someone who understands me and accepts me."

Emlyn groaned and said without moving his eyes:

"What if Feynapotter also joins the war and attacks the Loen territory in the Disi Bay?

"What if the Church of Mother Earth calls on all clergy to become enemies of Loen?

"Will you obey the church's orders and abandon the believers here, or will you pretend to know nothing and continue to preach the preciousness of life and the joy of a good harvest as you do now, or will you directly organize those believers and make them enemies of their compatriots and prove their faith with blood and sacrifice?"

Bishop Utravsky slowly looked at the altar and the Holy Symbol of Life on the altar and did not speak for a long time.

Emlyn did not ask any more questions and fell silent like the priest.

The entire Harvest Church was silent.

…………

On a colonial island, Alger Wilson, who had not yet returned to Pasu Island, did not leave the Blue Avenger out of caution, but sent sailors to go ashore in turns to gather intelligence.

"Captain, there's still no news of us being summoned." A sailor, with a strong smell of alcohol, reported today's gains to Alger.

Alger waved his hand and asked the subordinate to leave the room. He then frowned slightly and muttered to himself:

"The church doesn't seem to take this war seriously..."

In Alger's opinion, this should be a fierce war with wide-ranging impacts. As the invaded party, the Church of the Storm would certainly mobilize all its forces to defeat the enemy, including driving the "captains" scattered across the sea and giving them corresponding tasks. But until this moment, Alger had not waited for the order from Pasu Island.

This is not to say that the Storm Church is passive and lazy. The active church forces in the Loen army, the high-altitude defenses in major cities, and the various activities of the demigods all show that the Storm Church is seriously resisting the invasion of the Feysac Empire, but it is not fighting hard enough.

"Is it because we are still in the early stages of the war? Does the church want to retain some strength until the critical moment?" Aljack suppressed his inner fluctuations and waited for further information.

At night, another group of sailors came back, but this time the news had nothing to do with the war.

"Captain, there seems to be some monster lurking on this island. Many pirates said that after drinking too much, they encountered terrible things when they went out to urinate. Some of them were slapped hard by tree branches, some saw fruits growing on their bodies, full of blood and flesh, and some encountered skinny ghosts, ghosts with faces full of wheat grains..." A relatively sober sailor described the rumors he had heard.

Ghost legends... Alger had no intention of finding out the truth. He nodded and warned seriously:

"Don't go out at night."

…………

After Backlund and Pritz Harbor became ghost stories, Klein never went to those hospitals again, fearing that he would run into Zaratul's secret puppet.

Relying on his "creeping hunger" and "travel" ability, he expanded the scope of creating horror legends, sometimes in the Sonia Sea, sometimes in the Misty Sea, sometimes in Lenburg, sometimes in Feynaport, sometimes appearing in East and West Balam, plateau valleys and other places, and he did not follow any rules, but relied entirely on momentary inspiration. He would visit some cities two or three times, and would never set foot in others again.

During this process, Klein inexplicably had a strange feeling, that is, invisible tentacles stretched out from the terrifying darkness, either tracking his whereabouts or trying to predict and intercept in advance. They were silent and cold. Once he was entangled by them, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Klein knew that this might be Zaratul's "search". His best option was to temporarily stop acting and lie in wait. However, it was this subtle feeling that made him hope to digest the potion as quickly as possible. So, with the help of the power of the gray fog, he would randomly select a target location each time. Klein would first go above the gray fog to predict the degree of danger and use the paper angel to interfere.

At this moment, he was "teleported" to Kukwa City in Uttar Pradesh, West Balam, with his digestion progress greatly advanced.

This was where he killed Ince Zangwill and avenged himself and the captain.

As soon as the figure appeared in the White Feather Square, Klein suddenly noticed something unusual.

The general's mansion belonging to Mesanyes in front was so quiet, so quiet that it made people's backs cold and their hair stand on end.

Messanyes was a native general who had previously purchased arms from Dwayne Dantès. He was a Beyonder on the path of "Death" and relied on the Church of Knowledge.

What happened? Klein frowned slightly, considering whether to go in and confirm the situation. After all, that was his "partner".

Moreover, if he could encounter a strong enemy, it would be a great opportunity to act. Klein had just done a self-evaluation and believed that if he could use a saint-level demigod as the protagonist and create a few more horror legends, his "Weird Mage" potion would be almost digested.

Of course, the premise of everything is safety, and we must be cautious and careful... Klein took out a gold coin while letting his secret puppet, Quinas Kilger, transform into Dwayne Dantes.

This time, the revelation he got was that there was no danger.

Strange... Klein was not careless. His body suddenly became ethereal and turned into a shadow, disappearing into the darkness of the night. The secret puppet, Quinas Kilger, with the face of Dwayne Dantes, slowly walked towards the mansion of Messanyes.

This is the "shadow hiding" of "Creeping Hunger" itself.

As for Klein's other secret doll, Enuni, he was waiting about 1 kilometer away, and the several "rats" belonging to this secret doll were also nearly 1 kilometer away from the doll, but they were unable to make any moves.

Soon, Dwayne Dantès arrived at the front door of the general's mansion and activated the "Spirit Line" vision.

What caught his eyes were a bunch of black, illusory thin lines "growing" in a disorderly manner. They seemed to come from different people, but had a distinctly similar "aura".

The normal "spiritual line" does not exist at all.

Dwayne Dantès was silent for a few seconds, then he stretched out his right hand and pushed open the main door that was not closed.

The scene inside was different from what Klein remembered. The gold foil wrapped around the pillars, the golden statues inlaid on the walls, and the gorgeous staircases were all crumpled together, like a giant hedgehog with golden spikes growing out. Sharp stone pillars rose from the ground one after another, and broken glass was everywhere.

In addition to these, there are also many unreal bookshelves in the hall. In different places of the bookshelves, there are pools of black shadows. Sometimes, they will curl up and stretch, like eyes.

As the main door opened, the dark shadows suddenly came to life and made the same sound:

“It’s you!

"My prediction was right. You are the one who helps me get out of this difficult situation!"

ps: Asking for monthly tickets on the last day of October~