Chapter 674 opens
Hearing Bunia's words, Rhea was so surprised that she even forgot her anger.
She was not a girl who had never experienced anything, and it was not the first time she had faced a similar scene, and she was surprised that such a man with a very good image in her mind would show such an expression and say such words.
And this is still when the relationship between the two parties is not even a friend!
At this moment, Rhea wondered if she hadn't woken up yet, and kindly guessed whether Bunia had been hit by something, developed a mental illness, or suffered from hysteria as the "Dream Festival" approached.
Just when Rhea was suspicious, Bunia smiled more and more lewdly.
He directly stretched out his hands, across the cooking counter, and grabbed Rheia's chest.
Rhea instinctively leaned back, trying to dodge.
After Bunia failed to touch it, she retracted her hands and propped up on the cooking table, and the whole person jumped up, and in the sound of the collision of coffee cups and glass jars, she directly pounced on Rhea who was leaning back.
She didn't have time to take off the hunting bow and arrows behind her, her waist continued to bend backwards, and her right foot was like the other end of the seesaw, kicking up with a snap, kicking Bunia's abdomen and kicking the café owner with a drastically changed temperament directly out.
At the same time, a thought flashed through Rheia's mind:
"Is he really crazy?"
Ploot, Bunia fell in front of the cooking table.
Rhea exerted force on her back, straightened her body again, then took off the hunting bow, put the arrow on it, and aimed at Bunia, who had just turned over and stood up.
Bunia suddenly showed a look of fear, first stiffened for a second, and then said in a begging tone:
"Don't, don't kill me!
"I suddenly couldn't control myself just now!"
Looking at the face full of pleas and fears, Rhea felt that Bunia was both familiar and unfamiliar, and the arrow on the bowstring was just pulled away and not released.
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Entering the streets of Tizamo Town from the direction of the primeval jungle, Lumian looked at the houses on both sides of the lights and sneered:
"Is this scary and weird?"
This time, not only did the dark town have lights up again, but the entire Quaternary Trier turned from stillness, from dead silence to noise, and came back to life.
Faced with such a change now, Lumian was undoubtedly a little surprised and highly vigilant, but he was not affected by strong emotions because of this, and he observed his surroundings leisurely on the surface.
He found that Rheasa and Maslow were gone, and the two patrol party members who were supposed to be following him were also missing.
"Since I can silently make two extraordinary people disappear under my nose, it will definitely make me disappear like this too...... In other words, I should have been affected as well, and the trance just now is most likely an external manifestation......
"From an occult point of view, the town that had been sleeping for a long time has been re-lit without any significant accidents, which means that we have arrived in another scene, which is related to the original but different scene......
"Isn't this a forced dream?
"The 'Dream Festival' has officially begun?
"I didn't sleep in Hisoka's house, why am I still awake?"
Lumian combined with the questions being investigated and quickly made a guess about the current situation.
At this moment, he saw a figure revealed under the light behind a glass window surrounded by wooden planks and weeds diagonally ahead.
It was a local man in his early forties, with a dark brown complexion, brown eyes, dark hair, and thick lips.
Lumian had seen him, and he was a hunting guide who was responsible for taking gentlemen and ladies from places like Pylos Harbor into the jungle in search of prey.
Lumian's impression of him was that he always had a flattering smile on his face, and no matter what others said, he always answered yes and yes, and he was never angry because he was punished by the gentlemen.
Seeing Lumian, the hunting guide grinned at the corners of his mouth and showed a cruel smile.
He slammed open the window, then raised his other hand, which was holding a double-barreled shotgun.
"Go to death, North Continent dog!"
The hunting guide cursed as he aimed his double-barreled shotgun at Lumian and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Bang!
A large amount of lead spread out in a conical shape, enveloping the corresponding area.
And while Lumian was aiming at the hunting guide, he jumped out sideways, rolled over and came to the street on the other side.
What caught his eye were the cattle, sheep and horses that were originally quite quiet.
At this point, the eyes of these animals seem to be a little bloodshot.
Lumian jumped up with one hand, and jumped to the middle of the stairs leading to the second floor amidst the high-pitched cry of the mooo and the hunting guide's aim again.
The scream of "ah" suddenly erupted and came to an abrupt end.
The door to the second floor was opened, and what appeared in front of Lumian was a young man covered in bright red blood, holding a huge axe that was still dripping with blood, and behind him lay the corpse of a half-hundred old man with bloody shoulders and neck and wounds deep into his chest.
Lumian, who had been wandering around Tizamo Town for several days, was no stranger to these two people.
Falling to the ground, with wide eyes wide open, was a leather craftsman in Tizamo Town, who would buy the furs of the beasts brought back by the gentlemen and hunters in the town who did not want to dispose of them themselves, and process and sell them.
The one carrying the ax was his eldest son, who followed him to learn nitrification, tanning and other tanning techniques, and was a well-behaved and obedient young man, and his father was not the kind of old-school craftsman who could beat and scold.
This is characteristic of the people of Tizamo Town, docile, peaceful, without intense emotional expressions.
And now, the eldest son of the leather craftsman seems to have just killed his father.
When the young man saw Lumian, his eyes were full of bloodthirsty smiles.
He shouted, picked up his axe and slashed at Lumian, while the hunting guide on the other side began to load the double-barreled shotgun with new buckshot.
Lumian's body suddenly vanished, merging with his own shadow and disappearing into the darkness on the side of the steps.
"Shadow transformation"!
Using this ability, he sneaked in the direction of the General Police Station for a few seconds, and Lumian suddenly heard someone begging for mercy in horror.
He escaped from the shadows and turned back into a human, and saw Rhea aiming an arrow at the café owner Bunia, but he didn't let go of the arrow.
At this moment, the top of the opposite house was covered with multiple layers of hay, and a giant python as thick as a bucket came out and hung down.
It opened its cold eyes and opened its mouth full of fishy smell, and the patterns on its scales seemed to swell.
This time, Lumian did not dodge.
Faced with the giant python trying to swallow him, his eyes darkened and he swung his fist upwards.
For a moment, the blazing white flames ignited from his fist surface, covering the entire forearm.
Bang!
Lumian's fist blasted into the mouth of the giant python, blasting open the blood-colored piece of flesh and blasting into the roof of the jaw.
Before completing the action of devouring humans, the giant python's cold eyes suddenly lost their brilliance, and their bodies fell inertly, but Lumian easily jumped away and withdrew his fists.
Bang!
The giant python smashed the ground, and its body covered with slippery scales rose with blazing white flames from the inside out.
"Weakness Scouting"!
Lumian walked towards Rheia and saw that the patrol team member was also looking at him, with a vigilant expression and puzzled eyes, and did not launch an attack immediately.
She...... Lumi moved with peace of mind and laughed:
"It seems that you are still awake."
Rhea guarded Bunia while observing Louis. Berry hesitated for a while:
"You say, sober?"
"Yes." Lumian pointed to Bunia, who was looking at him with hateful eyes, "Did he try to attack you just now, or even want to rape you?"
"Yes." Ruiya didn't ask, "How do you know", and said directly, "What happened?"
Lumian smiled:
"Maybe, we are in a dream again, but this time, we are no longer the only ones."
He preliminarily judged from the fact that Rhea was obviously still awake:
Recently, falling asleep and having a special dream in the house of "Hisoka" may be the reason for staying awake!
This requires finding Camus for further confirmation.
Hearing Louis. Berry's answer, a term flashed through Rheia's mind.
Before she could say it, she suddenly heard three bells ringing, "Dang, Dang, Dang".
The bells echoed throughout the town of Tizamo, as if rallying the people here.
Rhea listened to it for a while, and her expression changed slightly:
"It's the church bell!"
Church, St. Sean Church? Lumian suddenly thought of Father Kali who was abnormal, looked at Rhea and said:
"Let's go over and take a look."
"Okay." Rheia replied without hesitation.
She stopped pointing her arrow at Bunia, the café owner, and followed Lumian to St. Cyen's Church, which was only separated from the police station.
Bunia's expression changed repeatedly, sometimes full of desire, sometimes with hatred, but because of fear, she did not dare to chase after her.
Lumian and Rhea ran extremely fast, and in just a few seconds, they crossed the police station and came to the small square in front of St. Seen's Church.
Father Cali was standing at the door of the church.
But what he was wearing was no longer the clergy robe of the "Eternal Sun" Church with gold threads on a white background, but a set of dark and complex robes.
The priest, who had a dark brown complexion, sunken eye sockets, a hard contour, and very short black hair, looked at the empty small square, looked at Lumian and Rheia who had just arrived here, holding the scriptures, and shouted frantically with a frantic expression:
"I announce that the Dream Festival has officially begun!
"During the Festival of Dreams, there are no taboos, no constraints, and one can do whatever they want, do whatever they want, including hurting and killing.
"Revel, release all your emotions and desires, everyone!"
(End of this chapter)