Unlike mainland cities like Backlund, Tingen, and Pritz Harbor, colonial islands like Bansi lack gas, and street lights are sparse on both sides. Candles are covered with glass, waiting to be lit.

Unfortunately, the wind started early today and no one went out in the evening. The candlelight did not emit light within the scheduled time. The road was completely dark, with only the crimson moon that was faintly visible in the clouds to illuminate the outline.

Compared to before, the strong wind was much calmer. At least Klein no longer needed to be distracted by his hat.

A thin mist gradually spread, and the doors and windows of the surrounding two-story houses were closed, and it was dark and gloomy, as if no one had lived there for a long time.

Klein held a dim lantern in one hand and a sturdy cane in the other. He walked quickly on the extremely quiet street, heading towards the direction of the Green Lemon Restaurant pointed out by Flame Danitz.

Woo!

There was a swirling wind in the mist, and Klein inexplicably felt a chill on his neck.

He raised his right hand, which was holding the cane, so that the collar of his double-breasted frock coat stood straight up, completely covering his neck.

At this moment, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind!

In the picture, a black shadow the size of a watermelon jumped out of the mist and instantly flew to his ear.

Without thinking, Klein swung his arm and forearm back and pulled out his cane.

Bang!

As the sudden black shadow approached, it was hit in the front and flew backwards for a long distance.

With the help of the lantern's light, Klein finally saw clearly what had attacked him.

That's a head!

It was a head without a body, with an esophagus hanging!

The head floated in the air, and the face looked like a shriveled cheese covered with mold spots. The skin with yellow-green liquid was obviously loose and sagging, but it outlined the contours of the bones.

There were only two black holes left where its nose should have been, its eyes were mostly white and less black, bulging outward, and its lips were mostly rotten, revealing its sharply polished teeth mixed with blood!

Shit! “Flame” Danitz’s heart trembled slightly when he saw this scene, and he cursed inwardly.

Even though he had explored many treasures and fought many monsters, it was rare for him to see something so disgusting and terrifying.

He didn't know when a classic revolver appeared in his hand, and he pressed his elbow down, ready to shoot.

At this moment, he saw a pure and clear light falling from the sky and landing on the head that was beaten stiff.

ah!

A scream was heard, and the shriveled and hideous head quickly evaporated and melted away, turning into ashes without leaving any trace.

How weak! Danitz commented subconsciously.

Is this monster Gehrman Sparrow from the Sun Path? It doesn't seem like it... He must be relying on magical items... I didn't notice it just now, but Gehrman Sparrow had already discovered the enemy and attacked him. He is indeed very strong... Danitz quickly shifted his attention to another aspect.

Just as his thoughts were settling, he saw from the corner of his eye a similar head flying out from the mist on the side, trying to bite his neck.

Bang!

Danitz pulled the trigger calmly.

The brass bullet hit the moldy head accurately, breaking the opponent's eyebrows, and he leaned back and stopped in mid-air.

Then, in Danitz's empty left palm, a ball of red rapidly expanded, and flames began to swirl.

He leaned forward, dragged his arm, and "threw" the ball of fire, letting it hit the stiff head with a bang.

Flames rose up, burning red, and the skin of the head quickly charred black, making a sizzling sound.

However, it seemed unaffected and lunged forward, its mouth wide open, about to bite Danitz's neck.

This change was somewhat beyond Danitz's expectations. He almost didn't have time to dodge, so he quickly retracted his neck and curled up, rolling forward, barely avoiding the fatal injury.

Red appeared again in his left palm, but the flame did not expand. Instead, it shrank inward, layer by layer.

In just one second, Danitz dodged and threw out the orange fireball that was only the size of an eye.

The fireball was controlled by his spiritual power, drew an arc halfway, and flew accurately into the mouth of the shriveled head.

Boom!

There was a flash of fire, and the explosion tore the flying head apart from the inside out, and countless fragments and blood scattered all around.

Finally solved... Danitz stood up and breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did he realize that this kind of monster with only a head left was not easy to deal with, and Gehrman Sparrow killed one easily.

The main reason is that the extraordinary ability of the "Sun" field is very restrained against similar things! Danitz added in his mind with disdain.

As he was thinking, he turned his head and saw that Gehrman Sparrow had not waited for him at all. He was running away quickly with his cane and lantern in hand, his black dress slightly lifted up.

...Shit! Wait for me...wait for me! Danitz's pupils shrank, and he chased after him at a rapid pace, not daring to stay alone in the thin mist and dim environment.

…………

Inside the Green Lemon Restaurant.

Donna looked at the white porcelain bowl in front of her and the dark red blood clots in it. She remembered the strange and terrifying feeling the guests had when they were eating just now, and the blood oozing out of the neck of the headless cloaked man.

Her throat moved and she almost vomited.

Donna decided to forgo this delicacy, even though the strong aroma had already penetrated her nose.

She ate some salad and mashed potatoes and waited for the wind to die down outside. She only noticed that the clock on the wall was ticking so slowly.

As time passed, tables of customers paid their bills and left the second floor, which became increasingly quiet and empty.

Boom boom boom! Donna only found the sound of them stepping down the wooden stairs so irritating.

Finally, she found that the trees outside were no longer shaking and the ground was covered with all kinds of debris.

"The wind has stopped!" Donna said excitedly, pointing at the window.

Her father, the import and export businessman Uldi Blanche, pinched his forehead and growled:

"Donna, what are your table manners?"

“But…” Donna was about to argue when Cleves raised his palm and pressed it down.

"It's 7:40, and dinner is coming to an end. We should go back as soon as possible. There are many bad legends about Bansi Harbor at night."

Every merchant who makes a living from the sea is more or less superstitious, especially when it comes to folklore and legends. Therefore, after a brief hesitation, Uldi agreed to Cleves' proposal.

He quickly paid the bill and went downstairs with his family and bodyguards.

Just as Cleves was about to open the door to explore the way, there was a creaking sound suddenly from the room next door, which scared Donna so much that she almost screamed and held her brother Denton's hand tightly.

A figure walked out, glanced at them, and said calmly:

"It's foggy, it's best not to go out."

The figure was wearing a black tuxedo, no hat, a pair of glasses on his nose, and a fleshy, almost round face.

“Mr. Fox, what do you want to say?” Cleves recognized that this was the owner of the Green Lemon Restaurant.

Fox said expressionlessly:

"In Bansi, on foggy and drastic nights, it's best not to go out and don't answer knocks on the door, otherwise, you might encounter bad things."

"Someone has already left!" Donna became more and more frightened as she listened, and emphasized loudly.

Fox pointed to the rooms on the first floor:

“They chose to stay the night.”

Creak! Clang!

As soon as Fox finished speaking, the doors opened one after another, some lightly and some heavily. The gentlemen and ladies who had come before came to the door and watched Donna and her family quietly as they wanted to leave.

"Perhaps, we should respect the customs here." Uldi Blanche said thoughtfully, "Staying here for one night won't delay our boarding."

According to Cleves's original experience, he should have followed Fox's advice and stayed at the Green Lemon Restaurant at this time, but he thought of Gehrman Sparrow's reminder, which was a reminder from a powerful adventurer who could guard the Blazing Flame Danitz!

There is a hidden danger in Bansi Harbor... He didn't specify whether it was indoors or outdoors... Cleves made a quick decision and said to Uldi:

"Mr. Blanche, please trust my expertise."

"Yeah, I've seen a lot of folk customs, and they have no practical effect." Another bodyguard, Teague, echoed.

Before he could finish his words, there was a sudden banging sound at the restaurant door, and a series of screams could be vaguely heard in the distance.

"Look, there's a knocking sound. Don't respond." Fox said at a moderate pace.

Uldi's heart trembled, and he was about to choose to stay overnight.

Donna glanced at the gentlemen and ladies standing at their respective doors and found their looks indescribably strange.

"No, we must go back!" the little girl emphasized, almost screaming.

Cleves also felt the indescribable oppression and the coldness seeping from his bones, and reiterated his opinion:

"If there is a problem, it will be more dangerous to stay here. There are cannons on the ship and sailors with guns and knives."

This reason convinced Uldi, and he motioned for Cleves to open the door.

Cleves waited until the knocking subsided, held the gun in one hand, pulled back with the other, and opened the door.

Outside, the wind was howling, the darkness was deep, and the fog was thick, as if there were many monsters hiding there.

Donna took her brother Denton, hid behind Cecil, and left the restaurant step by step.

Bang!

The restaurant's door suddenly closed, leaving them unable to return.

At this time, they were like ships in a storm, and they were the only ones left in the world.

Cleves was walking in front, holding a lantern, when he suddenly saw something flying over, hitting the ground and rolling a few times.

Donna and others looked over subconsciously and immediately made sounds of fear.

That's a shriveled and moldy head!

Then they saw light.

Light descended from the sky, and the disgusting head melted away.

"This..." Uldi and others swallowed hard, their bodies trembling.

Just then, they saw a dim light approaching from the depths of the fog.

It was a figure holding a lantern, with a half-high silk hat neatly worn, a double-breasted frock coat the same color as the night, clear lines on his face, and a distinct sharpness revealed in his coldness.

"Uncle Sparrow!" Donna and Denton shouted.

They just felt that their hearts suddenly became at peace.

Klein threw the lantern to Danitz beside him, picked up his cane and walked over. He said to Cleves and the others calmly, “I’m fine.”

"First go to the telegraph office.

"Where are the Dimodos?"

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