Chapter 461 White Eagle’s Holy City

Lin Mo was in a hurry.

If Kevin doesn't jump into the pit, there's nothing he can do.

After searching this contaminated area, I couldn't find the smell of 'knife'. Maybe it was Kevin who said hello, so the nightmares in this contaminated area were all honest and didn't show up.

Lin Mo didn't waste any time. He immediately rushed into the gray fog and headed to the next contaminated area.

The contaminated area is like a separate bubble in the black mist. In each bubble, there is a separate nightmare control.

One is that there are a lot of them.

Second, the scale is very large.

Lin Mo met some ordinary people in a polluted area.

These people are hiding in their houses, most of them praying, hoping to spend every night safely. These people are individually strong and believe in religion. It seems that this kind of life has been going on for a long time.

Many of them have guns, but most of them live in fear and will never leave their houses easily. When Lin Mo was passing by a community, someone suddenly fired a black gun, but it missed and he didn't know where it hit.

Lin Mo suspected that the other party didn't take aim at all.

He quickly confirmed the shooting point. It was a two-story wooden house. He went over to knock on the door and found that the shooter was just a teenage boy. The shooter was holding a rifle in his hand. He was a little scared. The shooter also had younger brothers and sisters. They were children, hiding behind their brother and looking at Lin Mo.

They are living people.

And in this house, there are several more nightmares.

These nightmares were hidden in the darkness, peeping at Lin Mo timidly.

From the photos the family put on the table, it can be seen that several of the nightmares in the house are the parents and grandparents of these children.

This combination is very strange.

Because of their age, his younger siblings didn't think much about it.

Out of fear of ghosts, the older boy tried to seek outside help. He couldn't leave the house because the ghosts wouldn't let him. Lin Mo initially thought that the nightmare in the house was meant to harm the children, because the little boy fired the gun to ask for help.

But later I discovered that the situation was not what I thought.

Lin Mo first 'educated' the boy with serious words, and then communicated with the nightmares.

Finally figured it out.

These nightmares are protecting their children.

Because these nightmares were unable to speak and looked terrifying, this caused the misunderstanding.

Once the matter is cleared up, Lin Mo will naturally not stay here any longer.

Before leaving, a terrifying-looking nightmare, the male owner of this house, floated over. Through Xiaoyu's level 8 translation of Death Rattle, Lin Mo learned a piece of more important information.

"If you are looking for something, you can go to the Holy City and walk eastward. You will get there soon."

Holy city?

Lin Mo decided to try his luck.

Following the direction guided by this nightmare, he headed east and entered the gray fog. As expected, he entered a new polluted area not long after walking.

This contaminated area is huge.

In front of you is a real big city.

High-rise buildings and busy traffic.

This place was so lively that Lin Mo felt a little unreal.

The atmosphere permeating this chaotic city was very chaotic, and Lin Mo took a deep breath.

"There are living people, dead people, nightmares, and some other things, including curses, resentment, hatred, murderous intent, and desires. What on earth is this place?"

Lin Mo asked himself that he had seen the world, but this was the first time he had seen the city in front of him.

The street lamps on the street were crooked and covered with messy things.

The exterior walls of the buildings on both sides are covered with all kinds of weird graffiti. Some of them can be seen with some themes, and some are completely chaotic patterns, filled with all the dark sides you can think of.

There were actually pedestrians.

The problem was that Lin Mo could clearly feel that there were living people and dead people among these pedestrians (especially those who died in the real world).

Lin Mo walked along this road. A person who was coming towards him saw Lin Mo and made a squinting expression with provocation in his eyes.

Lin Mo frowned and asked the other party to stop.

The man rushed over with an evil look on his face, cursing without a single good word. He was filthier and filthy than bedbugs in the sewer.

Lin Mo moved faster, grabbing the other person's wrist and twisting it. When the other person's screams just reached his throat, he grabbed the other person's neck and dragged him to the alley next to him.

This strong white man was almost like a little chicken in Lin Mo's hands.

A few minutes later, Lin Mo walked out of the dark alley.

Someone appeared at the entrance of the alley at some point, looking in. His pale face and ferocious claws showed that he was a nightmare.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Mo asked.

The other party just glanced at Lin Mo and trembled in fright, but it might be that the desire for flesh and blood outweighed the fear.

Or perhaps, it felt that it had not offended Lin Mo.

"I want to ask, do you want the meat in there?" Nightmare grinded her teeth, her mouth full of saliva.

"No more." Lin Mo waved his hand. The nightmare bowed excitedly to Lin Mo to thank him, and then rushed in happily.

Lin Mo looked at this city shrouded in darkness but very lively, and murmured: "The White Eagle Country is the White Eagle Country, and you can be ahead of the times in whatever you do."

This may seem like a compliment, but it actually means more sarcasm.

From the words of the person who was seeking death, Lin Mo learned a lot about this 'holy city'.

It can be said that this is a very alternative and abnormal ‘safe zone’.

There are no walls here.

Because there has never been a defense against nightmares here, because humans and nightmares have been able to coexist.

Everyone is free to come and go.

But there is no shortage of top researchers in this country. After the really rich people spent real money, those scientists have done great research on nightmares and nightmare worlds, and the results have been fruitful.

For example, some areas here use special technological means to prevent all nightmares from entering.

There are many similar technologies.

But these technologies are only available to wealthy people.

If you don’t have money, who cares about your life or death?

The Holy City refers to that small area.

As for the periphery, many ordinary people came here because of its reputation, forming a large gathering area around the holy city, in which various forces were intricately connected.

I have to admire the people of White Eagle Country for this. In the beginning, the death rate of the people was very high. Sometimes, a small town with a population of thousands would become a dead place overnight.

At the earliest, White Eagle Kingdom also intervened at the government level, but the effect was very poor, and in the end they simply let it go.

Who knew that the mortality rate would actually drop again.

The real reason is that they and Nightmare have formed a 'symbiotic' system.

Its essence is a bit like the method used by Lin Mo.

Use nightmares to deal with nightmares.

But they rely on interests, desires and business methods.

It is said that a famous businessman from White Eagle Kingdom said this.

"Devils (nightmares) also have needs. As long as they are people with needs, we can become partners with them and seek greater benefits together. For the sake of benefit, even cooperation with demons is pleasant."

It sounds good, but in fact, it comes at the expense of the right to survival of the people at the bottom.

It's self-evident what Nightmare likes.

As a Chinese, Lin Mo was disgusted with this cultural system and didn't like it either.

But if you just look at it from the perspective of ‘existence is reasonable’, this is also a means of survival for the other party.

Just like this holy city, it is said that the survival rate in this city is much higher than outside. For example, if the survival rate in other places is 60%, then here, it can reach at least 80%. Even reaching more than 90%.

That is, assuming someone is definitely going to die tonight.

Those who died were, of course, the people at the bottom.

Then, outside, for every one hundred people, forty people will die.

In this holy city, for every one hundred people, only seven or eight people died, or even less.

So people who are contaminated by nightmares keep coming here just for that little bit of survival rate.

Of course, these are not the only attractive places in the Holy City.

Here, there are many opportunities.

If there is a chance to climb up, the mortality rate will be lower.

Because people at the bottom are also divided into three, six or nine levels, the mortality rate of some gang backbones can even be less than one in a thousand.

The one who provoked Lin Mo just now was a gang member.

It was quite aggressive at first, but it was just a bone-crushing curse, and the other party became intimidated.

Lin Mo felt that since there were so many people in this holy city, the chances of having a 'knife' would greatly increase. Maybe the butcher's knife was here.

Lin Mo still followed his method and searched bit by bit.

Finally, when he walked around an intersection ahead and walked under a viaduct, the tiger-bone sickle moved.

Lin Mo quickly grabbed the handle of the knife.

Then he looked at the railway under the bridge in front of him and walked over.

This railway in the real world must be abandoned, and under the projection of the nightmare world, the railway tracks are even more rusty, and the front is dark, as if there is some kind of shameful evil hidden there.

After walking for a while, an open space appeared in front of us.

There were fires burning in several old gasoline barrels, and a group of people were chatting around the fire to keep warm.

Lin Mo's appearance naturally attracted the attention of these people.

The vicious eyes suddenly fell on Lin Mo. Some were carrying knives, while others took out guns.

By the way, Lin Mo heard from the person just now that the best business in the Holy City is the gun store.

The Academy of Science of White Eagle Country should have mastered the technology of projecting firearms into the nightmare world long ago.

However, the lethality of this thing in the nightmare world is very average.

Ordinary people are fine, but when they encounter someone a little more powerful, the power of firearms is no longer enough.

This place should be a gathering place for a certain gang.

But Lin Mo didn't care where it was.

He looked past these people and landed on a house behind them.

The ‘knife’ is inside.

At this time, this group of gang members had already surrounded Lin Mo, all of them had evil faces and full of malice.

Lin Mo looked candid: "Let me tell you my situation. The thing is like this. I have a friend who lost a knife. This knife may be in that house. I went in and took it. As soon as the knife is gone, you can do whatever you need to do."

A tall and strong old black guy opposite smiled.

The others then burst out laughing.

"This guy must have smoked too much."

"He is here to die. Let him be fulfilled."

Obviously, in the eyes of these gang members, killing has become a habit. The least valuable thing here is human life.

Lao Hei was about to chop him over with a knife.

But the next moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from a shadow under his feet and grabbed his hand. He wanted to scream, but another ghost's hand covered his mouth, and with a twist, there was a sound of his neck breaking.

The other people didn't have time to react, and were pinned to the ground by the ghost hands stretched out from the shadows.

It was quiet all of a sudden.

Lin Mo walked toward the house, and when he reached the door, he smelled the nightmare smell coming from inside.

Next, Lin Mo appropriately released a little bit of the power of the curse.

Then I heard the sound of glass being smashed in the house. It seemed that someone escaped from the window on the other side of the house, and they escaped very decisively.

Lin Mo knew it was a nightmare.

Probably frightened by his own cursed aura, Lin Mo opened the door and walked in.

There was a strong man inside, holding a gun in his hand and shaking.

There are two wine glasses on the table.

And some food.

Sure enough, there was a broken window over there. Looking over there, a figure had already run away.

Lin Mo was too lazy to chase.

It's not necessary either.

The one who escaped was a nightmare, and the one who stayed in the house should be the gang boss. The other party cooperated with this nightmare, each got what they needed, and the ideal was to make this small gang bigger and stronger.

I don't know if it's right or not, Lin Mo is just guessing.

There was a large plate of barbecue on the table, with a knife stuck in the meat.

It's the kind of knife that cuts meat.

Covered in oil.

Lin Mo found a piece of clothing on the clothes rack. He didn't know who it belonged to. He put it on his hand, pulled out the meat cleaver, and wiped it clean on the clothing.

After that, Lin Mo took the knife and walked out again.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't even look at the gang leader who was so scared that he almost pissed himself.

"This is the second one." Lin Mo felt that this knife didn't belong to a butcher, but more like it belonged to a camel country chef who was good at barbecue.

But regardless of whether it is or not, as long as it is a 'knife' on the ship, every one of them will be taken away.

This is a tactic that was developed before.

After Lin Mo left, the gang leader in the room had the courage to open the door and walk out.

Outside, he saw his men lying on the ground.

All dead.

The ghosts hiding in Lin Mo's shadow would only be so honest in front of Lin Mo. In the eyes of others, they were still terrifying nightmares. To kill these dozen ordinary people, in the eyes of those ghosts, is no different than squeezing to death a dozen ants.

Lin Mo originally wanted to criticize those ghosts when he was on the road. He felt that it was right to kill those who intended to attack him, but killing those who had not yet had a chance to attack him was a bit too cruel, right?

But then I thought about it. Those gang members just now obviously wanted to take action, but some were quick and some were slow. According to this theory, the ghosts did nothing wrong.

Can't criticize.

Otherwise, it is easy to dampen their enthusiasm.

But there is no need to praise them, because they are afraid that if they are too proud, it will be bad if their tails are raised.

And Lin Mo knew that if he wanted to find a knife next, he would inevitably have conflicts with some people and nightmares, so just now was just the beginning of the killing.

Lin Mo was right.

In the next few hours, the number of knives in Lin Mo's hand increased from two to four.

Achieve a lot.

There was a knife among them, and Lin Mo thought it was most likely a butcher's knife.

This is a real butcher knife.

The black handle and the straight blade are simple but full of murderous intent.

It's a good knife.

Snatched from a nightmare.

This was also a very powerful guy that Lin Mo met. He was rated about C level. He was tall and strong and wore a wooden hockey mask. When he found this guy, he was fighting with a group of people.

It doesn't count as a fight, because although there are many people on the other side, they are actually being massacred one-sidedly by that nightmare.

Only later did Lin Mo realize that it was probably a gang fight. At that time, I participated in it without knowing why, and even chopped the nightmare to the ground.

Should we wait until others finish the work before starting?

There seems to be no difference.

The group of people who were unexpectedly rescued by Lin Mo came over to thank them and said they wanted to cooperate. The conditions were arbitrary and they could agree to any conditions, so they just had to kneel down and kowtow.

Lin Mo told them that if they didn't leave within ten seconds, they would be forced to leave again forever.

The other party's reaction was still very fast, and it only took eight seconds for them to run away.

Lin Mo looked at the time. From the time he got off the ship to now, only eight hours had passed. In terms of profit, it was not bad.

And he only explored a very small part of the holy city, at least one-tenth.

"Maybe the butcher's knife is within this holy city."

At this time, Lin Mo found that he was carrying four knives on his back, which was a bit inconvenient. After thinking about it, he walked to the corner next to him.

The cardboard box that followed Lin Mo all the way was staying here quietly at the moment.

It blends in perfectly with the surrounding trash cans.

It's like being part of the environment here.

He walked over, opened the box, and put all four knives inside.

In the box, Rabbit and Lin Mo looked at each other.

"Rabbit, you are so miserable in there all the time. Come out and get some air." Lin Mo said.

Rabbit shook his head repeatedly: "I won't go, I won't go. Before I went back to the Green Garden Community, you said I wouldn't go out even if it's a big day. I'm just in the box. This place is quite nice. I feel very secure when I stay here."

"Fine!"

Lin Mo didn't force it.

I guess it was because I was stimulated by the Gluttonian and Xi Wenjun before.

After closing the cardboard box, Lin Mo looked at the road sign.

"Louis Ente District, in front of it is the Emperor District, go and take a look."

After saying that, step forward.

Not long after Lin Mo left, a figure walked out from behind a nearby tree.

This man is wearing a very special cloak.

It seems to be made of the skin of some kind of lizard, with scales on it, which can blend in with the surrounding environment.

He looked at the direction Lin Mo was leaving and said, "Have you not found out the identity of this nightmare yet?"

If you look closely, you can see that this person is wearing in-ear headphones and has a miniature microphone on his collar. He also has a holster and magazine on his waist, a rifle on his back, and a tactical dagger holster on his left shoulder.

A voice came from the headphones.

"No, there is no information about this nightmare in the database, and indexing with similar conditions has no results."

"Okay, let's create a new record. Nightmare: Codename: The Knife Snatcher. The rating is tentatively C. It has a very clear purpose and seems to be able to communicate."

Before the man could finish speaking, a voice sounded from behind him.

"Which of your eyes sees me as C-level? I'm obviously 2B!"

The update is here. There are a lot of things going on today. Fortunately, I caught up.