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Nightfall descended, and the dark tides churned.

The church, resplendent with stained glass.

Officer Zhang sat in the break room, frowning slightly as she looked at the new messages from her subordinates.

The police definitely had more than one stronghold. Since the area under her charge had run into trouble, she had arranged for officers to seek support from other stations. Yet, just within these couple of days, news of attacks had come in one after another.

As for the church, it was the only such place in the whole city, and no anomalies had been found there so far.

Although she had previously suspected that the church might be the hiding spot for that group, well, it seemed unlikely, to say the least.

At that moment, the priest walked in from outside, saw the worried look on her face, and asked curiously, "What happened now?"

"There have been quite a few incidents again. And it's not only young girls who are being targeted now," said Officer Zhang, looking at the file with a furrowed brow. "Men and women, both young and old, there are records of attacks on all of them."

As she spoke, she turned her head to look at him and then noticed some black, sticky substance on his white robe that he wore today.

Officer Zhang's mouth twitched as she asked in return, "What have you been doing?"

"I was studying the Necrophage in the detention room," the priest said calmly as he changed out of his contaminated white robe and put on the black robe from the hanger.

"Did you find a way to deal with it?" asked Officer Zhang.

"Holy Water does have quite a significant effect," he replied.

Hearing this, Officer Zhang thought about the ordinary-looking pond behind the church and pondered out loud, "Have you arranged for someone to guard it?"

The priest paused for a moment, "No."

Because there were simply no knights in the church, those believers were actually just ordinary people.

Officer Zhang shifted her gaze back to the numbers of missing persons in the file. After a moment of silence, she murmured, "What do you think they are trying to do by suddenly attacking ordinary people so madly? Several of our police strongholds have been eroded by the black fog, but nothing has happened to your church yet. They couldn't possibly overlook this place..."

Even if the black fog couldn't reach here, there should be some sort of activity.

But after she finished speaking, there was no reply for a long while. When she turned to look again, she found that the priest's figure had long since vanished from behind her.

Officer Zhang cursed under her breath, quickly put away the files, locked the door of the prayer break room, and hurried towards the church's backyard.

...

Different from the brightly lit grand hall of prayers, the church's backyard was also vast but only sparsely lit by street lamps lining both sides of the pathway. The sky was starless, darkness prevailed, and all was eerily quiet.

In the center of the backyard was a flower bed, which surrounded an open-air pond filled with what was said to be Holy Water.

There were even goldfish in the pond.

Who would believe that this ordinary pond was filled with Holy Water?

Rustle, rustle—

Behind the church was a small grove, lush and well-planted, but at this moment, the leaves rustled in a dark wind, casting ghostly shadows.

When Officer Zhang arrived at the backyard, she spotted a figure by the pond. However, her footsteps halted abruptly as she prepared to approach.

In the small grove, it seemed like a swaying dark shadow was drawing near.

The backyard's street lamps began to flicker, but they stabilized in an instant. Under the glow of the golden crucifix atop the church's spire, the contours of the dark shadows gradually clarified.

It was a crowd of people.

Or rather, a crowd of Necrophages.

A ragged group staggered closer, with ghastly green faces and ferocious fangs, their pupils a fiendish pitch-black, their bodies wrapped in strange black, sticky substances, emitting a blood-like, putrid stench.

"What kind of apocalyptic script is this..." Officer Zhang's mouth twitched as he removed the handgun hanging at his waist.

From the direction of the pool came the sound of splashing water. As the Necrophages approached, the priest calmly squatted by the edge, one hand submerged, seemingly searching for something.

Officer Zhang quickly walked over, aimed his handgun at a Necrophage in front of him, and squinted slightly.

This person, he had just seen them in the new missing persons files, but given the transformation time they analyzed for Necrophages, he shouldn't have lost his sanity so quickly.

Indeed, was attacking so many ordinary people suddenly designed to cause trouble for the church?

Because that strange black mist couldn't erode the church, so they let the Necrophages come instead, aiming for... Holy Water? Experience tales with m v|l e'm,p y r

Just as he thought of this, a long shadow stretched across the white stone steps, swiftly attacking him under the illumination of the light!

Officer Zhang noticed the suddenly elongated shadow and immediately dodged to the area directly under the streetlamp, while her handgun did not hesitate to pull the trigger towards that Necrophage!

"Bang!"

The muffled sound of a silenced gunshot rang out, the Necrophage walking in front sagged its head back, dark substance oozing from the penetrated spot.

But it didn't stop its movement.

Officer Zhang counted the number of people coming out of the grove, eleven, which was exactly the number of people recently gone missing.

"Hey, guns don't work," Officer Zhang said in a low voice.

"Would it kill you to hold them off for a bit?!" the priest gave her a speechless glance. After all, this guy had managed to deal with Ruolan, so he must have had other methods.

"Should I have prepared some silver bullets?" Officer Zhang mused to herself, looking at her gun.

The shadows of the trees swayed, eleven Necrophages emerging from the darkness, slowly approaching the two under the golden radiance, like ghostly figures.

Officer Zhang stood anxiously and worried under the streetlamp, her tense expression solemn, while she did nothing.

As darkness gradually spread towards the pool, the priest finally found what he was searching for in the actually shallow pond and immediately grabbed and flung it out!

Splash—

The pool created waves, the scattered droplets glistening as they landed on the ground, stirring up wisps of mist in the darkness.

Officer Zhang looked at the object in his hand and clapped in a very complimentary manner, "Wow! So cool!"

It was a golden Blunt Sword.

Golden light flashed by, and the red, blue, and yellow gems inlaid on the cross-shaped handle shone brightly, with several diamond-like silver gems arranged on the blade, looking extremely lavish.

In short, it didn't look like a sword meant for combat at all.

The priest turned to face a stinking face lunging at him, swung the Holy Sword vigorously, and upon contact with the Necrophage, instantly released a white mist.

Piercing and mournful screams arose, as shrill as a demon's roar, dizzying to hear.

In the next moment, the Necrophage dissipated into a cloud of black mist.

Officer Zhang, watching from a distance, raised her eyebrows slightly in amazement as she scrutinized the flashy, lavish Holy Sword in the priest's hand.

Apart from Holy Water, it turns out the church indeed had something up its sleeve.

But after slaying one Necrophage, the luminescence on the blade dimmed considerably. The priest immediately immersed the Holy Sword back into the pool, and after a short soak, lifted it, shining brightly once more.

Then he swung at another Necrophage lunging towards him.

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