Cape May, a coastal city. Looking out here, there is an endless sea outside.

The city is very small, and its purpose was to commemorate the Dutch explorer Conelís Met. The permanent population is smaller, only more than 4,000. However, this does not mean that there are only people here.

It is adjacent to Delaware Bay and has a unique scenery. Although there are not many Aboriginal people here, there are a lot of hotels by the sea, from modern hotels to their own family hotels. However, the number is not large, and it can accommodate about two or three thousand people.

Now, it was ten o'clock in the evening in the sun. In a family hotel, the photo frames, beds, and TVs hanging from all directions suddenly trembled slightly, like a low-level earthquake. It quickly returned to silence. At the same time, the white man lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

This is a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a frameless glasses, wearing a straight suit, and was a little thin. He almost fell down when he stood up, but immediately held the bedside table. After adapting for a few seconds, he rushed to the window and gently pulled the floor-to-ceiling curtains.

The beach is always a sacred place for human leisure. The tall palm trees are shady. The hotel he stays in is very good. You can see most of the cities and beach areas of Cape May, which are not very prosperous. However, today's Cape May seems to be a little different.

This sparsely populated city has now... tens of thousands of people have flocked to it!

They all wore black and white robes with hoods covering their faces. The black and white robes were black on the left and white on the right, like a sandwich cake opened. Single might look funny, but when thousands and tens of thousands gathered together to form a vast sea of ​​people, this funny becomes shocking.

They couldn't see their faces clearly. But their figures filled all the streets, with the hotel area as the center, spreading to the entire city. Even... the little Cape May couldn't squeeze out so many people. They were like surrounding the city.

Just opposite the man, banners were hung down, all of which were signs of the death of stars and the ocean. On the street, wherever there were people, you could see endless Daisi flyers. Even the car could not drive.

"The city has been paralyzed... all the believers in the United States have gathered here?" The man murmured: "Masonics have indeed negotiated with the government. Small places like Cape May would never have accepted so many people. Tens of thousands of people suddenly flocked to a small town that could only accommodate thousands of people. Eating, drinking, defecating, and transportation are all huge problems. But..."

He opened the gap in the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at it: "The police, the government, seemed to be collectively deaf...even the residents disappeared... No, maybe, before that, most of the villagers had been 'lefted'. This... is now the city of Death."

Dongdongdongdongdongdong, at this moment, the door knocked gently. The man put down the curtains and did not open them. And just as he turned around, a leaflet had been placed under the door.

He picked it up and looked at it.

"The myth of the Fifth Sun Age, the true god of death - the stars and the death of the ocean, the noble, majestic, and sacred Lord Daisi will show us the real way."

"Oracle: Six days later, when the moonlight spreads over the sea, and when the sea water roars up, the legendary sea monster Hippaktri will feed once a thousand years. And the great god of death, Daisi, will leave the kingdom of God at the same time and take it to endless hell."

Black bottom and white words, like obituary.

The man turned the paper over and saw only the ocean and stars behind him, as well as the triangular eye in the middle that represents omniscient and omnipotent.

He took a deep breath, put the flyer on the table, shook his wrists habitually, but found that there was nothing. He simply stood in front of the closed floor-to-ceiling window with his hands in his arms, without saying a word.

"Six days..." After a few minutes, he took a deep breath and said, "Whether the last five days can be achieved... depends on how much I can grasp the information in these six days. I am not without a chance of winning."

“From the night of St. Peter’s Church, today

It was the third day. I guessed it was ten days, about eleven or twelve days. Now... it is only eight days."

"Did the other party advance? Or did he plan to do so?"

After pondering for more than ten seconds, he shook his head.

It doesn't matter what it is. What's important is... in the last five days, can he get a glimpse of the whole picture, and... in the line of steel needles, he becomes the thread that passes through all the pinholes.

"And..." He moved his eyes to the flyer and murmured: "This is a test..."

"They stuffed the flyers, which means they knew that the people who lived here were not theirs, and there must be someone who organized them here... However, for such a big scene, the old monsters in Philadelphia were still unmoved. Why did they keep them in Philadelphia?"

"The believers are the basic foundation of the gods... Without faith, there will be no god system. Without god system, the god of death will not be generated. Who is controlling everything here... They are checking for suspicious people. Using flyers, if you receive the flyers, you are not curious and don't go out... I bet that a real law enforcement officer will arrive soon."

He rubbed his chin and said slowly, "So, I'd better be more sociable these days, and not overly active. Show the natural curiosity of an American citizen, after all..."

His eyes looked out the floor-to-ceiling window: "The location here is so good."

With the arrival of the last five days, all major heavyweights will appear. And the place where Kraken appears will definitely not be too far away!

This is a miracle. All believers should spontaneously and madly promote sects, promote faith, and consciously create myths and legendary miracles for the deaths of the stars and the ocean. It can be said that so many believers have developed in the past hundred years, but today is the day of a bumper harvest.

Nothing can convince believers more than miracles and prophecies.

"Cracken is not far, then... the fleet of the three Caribbean giants will not be far. And the ship with smoke mirrors will not be too far! More importantly..."

He couldn't help but walk to the window again and opened the curtains: "The gun of Longineus will not be far away."

"In the end...the smoke mirror...you won't be far away."

This is the chance to get his heart back. He doesn't believe that the other party is not moved!

I... am not fighting alone!

"Then... let's wait quietly for the opening of this drama."

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Bermuda Islands, Hamilton, the British Overseas Dominion.

It is very small, so small that it is unattainable to pay attention to. It is not rich, and the currency is Bermuda Dollar, with fishing and hunting as the main industry.

It is already evening, and the setting sun is setting, and the sea surface is covered with a layer of gold. The waves are scattered, like golden threads jumping. Fishing boats are rushing back quickly. The sea at night is obviously unfriendly to face these small fishing boats.

However, one of them remained behind.

That's not a fishing boat.

It is a small cruise ship that can accommodate about thirty people. At this moment, on the deck, a woman with her eyes covered, wearing a bonbon necklace and a cloak, was kneeling on the deck with her hands folded and knelt on the deck, constantly muttering something.

In front of her, a magic circle was drawn on the deck with blood. Several young men and women stood aside with sad faces, their eyes red from crying.

"Have you found it yet?" a white woman choked and said, "Yesterday, our father went out to sea fishing together, and their boat disappeared nearby, I'm sure!"

The woman in the cape raised her head, her blindfolded eyes passed through everyone, and said hoarsely: "We should leave."

"Why!" a young man said in disbelief: "I haven't found anything, why leave! I won't leave if I don't find my father's trace!"

The woman in the cloak stood up and spoke solemnly: "Here...

...There is a very terrifying Yin Qi. Your father... I'm afraid he encountered some non-scientific things. This is also the reason why you invited me here."

"So..." Someone immediately wanted to continue, but the woman in the cloak shook her head, without a smile on her face, and her head turned toward the ocean: "But, I have a premonition."

"If we don't leave as soon as possible, the same thing will come to us."

"Don't listen to her nonsense!" A slightly older young man stood up: "Damn it! I've long said I shouldn't hire a psychic! What kind of psychic eyes! She can't see anything, she's just cheating on our money! We should wait for the coastal patrol team, don't you understand?"

The woman in the cloak did not respond, but shook her head and said sadly: "Pity..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly raised her head and stared at a direction.

"Who do you want to cheat?" The young man who spoke seemed to have not felt it. He grabbed her shoulder and shouted angrily: "I wasted so much time and so much money. I will send us if I didn't find it. Tell you, if I don't have a full refund, I will..."

"No...David..." A woman gently pulled the corner of his clothes, her voice trembling: "No...no...it seems, it seems...it's really wrong..."

There is only this ship in the vast sea.

At this moment, the sound of waves, sea birds, and boat roar all disappeared.

They seemed to be isolated in a silent world, not only that, an indescribable sense of horror swept across their hearts like a tsunami.

Dong! The woman in the cloak suddenly knelt down, her whole body trembled, touching the ground with her forehead, and she didn't dare to say a word.

No one dared to speak anymore, and they all stared at the surroundings. At this moment, suddenly, all the young men lay down on the ground without saying a word.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong! Body fell around the woman in the cloak, her lips were bleeding, and she still dared not speak.

Dead...

All dead!

In an instant, all eight people died!

What they couldn't see... The woman in the cloak raised her head humbly and fearfully. When a strong wind blew on the sea, she blew open the blindfolded cloth strips.

It was a pair of pale eyes, but at this moment, the eyes reflected the scene that could not appear in her most terrifying nightmare!

Crazy!! The sea surface is like being arched by giant beasts. The warships from the time of voyage emit endless yin energy and jumped up from the bottom of the sea!

Countless sea water slid down from the hull, and on the side of the ship, one ghost who had died for a long time, was burning with raging ghosts in his eyes, and he stood there with swords and guns in his hands.

And they... are in the center of the fleet!

It’s dense... I’m afraid there are dozens or hundreds!

The young man who fell just now had their souls tied up by several chains and was dragged onto the ship with screams. And just in front of the witch, a huge black ship of two hundred meters in size, less than twenty meters away from her!

Kakaka... She gritted her teeth gently and glanced at it with endless horror.

I saw... the three ghosts in pirate costumes stood on the bow of the boat, looking at her without any emotion.

What kind of existence is this... the terrifying yin energy is like clouds in the sky, and its body is like a mountain. After a glance, the woman in the cloak kowtowed suddenly and never dared to say a word again.

Ghost ship...the sea demon...is this world going to be destroyed?

"Ah... the breath of the world..." Leolic stretched out his arms and said with emotion. Then, he lowered his eyes and looked at the boat ahead.

“There are fresh blood foods.”

There are three days left before the Storm of the Gods.
Chapter completed!