Secret: The undead do not die in the fire

Chapter 192 Let the legend shine into reality

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 according to the custom of Bansi Port, people here would not go out on foggy and drastically changing nights. As a result, no one lit the street lamps that should have been emitting light, and the road was completely dark, relying solely on the crimson moon that was looming in the clouds to illuminate the outline.

Carrying a dim lantern and a hardwood cane, Klein, wearing a black long dress, walked along the dim and silent street. Following Danitz's instructions, he quickly approached the Green Lemon Restaurant.

Woo!
Amid the whistling of the wind, a black shadow suddenly jumped out of the mist and instantly pounced on the only light source in the darkness -

Klein holding a lantern!

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

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

pat!

The sticky liquid flowed down the end of the cane to the ground, leaving a bloody sticky stain, which was left when the cane hit the black shadow.

At this moment, Klein finally saw the true form of the black shadow under the light of the lantern.

That's a 'person'!
The whole body was red, with muscles, blood and skeleton completely exposed to the air, but the flesh was not complete and the surface was uneven. It seemed that the skinner had poor skills and took away excess flesh. There was also an obvious "depression" on the inner thigh, where the flesh had completely disappeared. It was as if someone had cut off a piece of the most "fat" part, leaving only bones with some muscles and flesh.

He slowly climbed up from the ground. Without the protection of skin, his sticky flesh was covered with dust and gravel. Blood was constantly dripping down his body, leaving a wet and sticky stain. At the junction with the neck, the head that should have appeared on it was also missing. Only the thin, bright red "skin" supported by a circle of flesh and blood and the trachea was left. It was shaky in the wind, as if it would fall off at any time.

The strong visual impact brings people the most intuitive fear and horror!

"The Divine Skin Messenger!"

Almost subconsciously, this word appeared in Klein and Danitz's minds at the same time.

The sense of déjà vu of the man being skinned was so strong that they almost instantly connected him to the legendary secret organization 'Divine Skin Messenger' that enjoyed skinning!
"Damn it, the legend is true? I shouldn't have followed this lunatic ashore!"

Danitz's mood suddenly sank, and he cursed inwardly.

But even though he was cursing, he had an old-fashioned revolver in his hand, with his elbow pressed down, ready to shoot at any time.

At this moment, he saw a pure and clear light falling from the sky and landing on the monster that fell to the ground and was skinned.

Zizizi!
The flesh and blood were burned and boiled, and the monster's body quickly evaporated and melted, turning into ashes without any trace left.

"The 'sun' path? No, it should be a magical item."

Danitz looked at this scene in surprise, secretly trying to figure out Gehrman Sparrow's methods. But when she came to her senses, she suddenly found that the light around her seemed to have dimmed a lot.

When he looked up again, he found that Gehrman Sparrow had not waited for him at all. He was carrying his cane and lantern, running away in small steps, his black dress slightly lifted up. As he left, Danitz was completely exposed in the darkness!
...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.
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Above Bansi Island, green pea vines hang down from the sky, interweaving in the air to form a lush and dense forest.

The top of the forest is invisible. Vines form different paths that intersect or spiral, extending all the way to the sky. In the forest, green plants form hammock-like seats that sway gently in the air.

A lady with waist-length chestnut hair, an olive green dress, and an old-fashioned black bonnet sat on it, her calves in black leather boots swaying slightly.

The thin tulle covered her face, but her blue eyes were always looking down, staring at Klein Moretti who was holding a lantern.

She asked softly:
"Do you want me to take action?"

"Do not."

The petite doll sat on her shoulder and whispered, "We just have to observe."

In order to break through the barriers of this world, she sent down many volunteers, and the Divine Skin Apostle was one of them.

But unlike the dark race 'Esti' that would be surrounded and killed as soon as they appeared, the God Skin Apostles managed to survive. But this was not in her plan. She never considered that these abandoned creatures could survive, because the gods of this world could not tolerate any pollution from foreign species.

But the Divine Skin Apostle managed to survive and even grew stronger. She wanted to know why.
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Inside the Green Lemon Restaurant.

The wealthy businessman Uldi Blanche looked at his bodyguard Cleves with some hesitation.

Fox, the owner of Green Lemon Restaurant, suggested that they stay here overnight because according to the customs of the island, it is best not to go out or answer knocks on the door during Bansi, foggy nights, and drastic weather changes.

Uldi Blanche felt that they should respect the local customs and that staying overnight would not delay their journey because the White Agate would not set sail until tomorrow.

But his daughter Donna seemed very eager to return to the ship, and she seemed to be full of fear here. Although Uldi thought it was just a child's imagination, he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Cleves faced his employer’s gaze and remained silent for a while.

According to his previous experience, he should have followed Fox's advice and stayed at the Green Lemon Restaurant at this time, but he remembered German Sparrow's reminder that there were hidden dangers in Bansy Harbor.

Cleves made a quick decision and said after careful consideration:

"Mr. Blanche, please trust my expertise."

"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."

"it is good!"

Urdi was hesitant to begin with, and this reason hit the mark and completely convinced him.

He motioned for Cleves to open the door, and the group left the restaurant step by step.

Outside, the wind was low, the darkness was deep, and the fog was thick, as if there were many monsters hiding there. This made people feel terrified, and they almost subconsciously wanted to return to the restaurant behind them that was sheltered by the lights.

Bang!

However, at this moment, the door of the restaurant suddenly closed, preventing them from returning.

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, and suddenly saw a figure stumbling towards them.

He subconsciously raised the lantern to see more clearly, but when he really saw the man's appearance, his pupils suddenly shrank!
It was indeed a person, but there was indeed a person without a head, with a "wet" body, and only flesh, blood and bones! Obviously without a head and skin, but he was still "alive"!
This horrifying scene plunged everyone into fear. It was the first time for them to see such a terrifying and strange thing.

Cleves was the first to react, and subconsciously pulled out his revolver and wanted to shoot. But as soon as he took out the gun, a terrifying thought emerged in Cleves' mind:

Can a 'person' without a head and skin really be killed by a gun?

But then they saw the light.

Light descended from the sky, like a blessing and divine punishment from an angel, causing the flesh and blood monster to dissolve into nothingness with a sizzling sound.

"This..." Urdi 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 blurted out.

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?"

"Dimodo...

"They're still in the restaurant."

Uldi Blanche answered subconsciously.

Boom boom boom!
Klein knocked on the restaurant door in a friendly manner, but there was no response from inside. The people inside seemed to be observing the custom of not responding to knocks in foggy weather.

After knocking on the door to no avail, Gehrman Sparrow politely kicked open the door of the restaurant.

After a brief and friendly exchange with Fox, the owner of the Green Lemon Restaurant, he took away the ignorant newlyweds, the Dimodo couple, who were still staying in the restaurant.

Led by Klein, they left the restaurant.

But he did not go directly back to the ship, but continued to move towards the telegraph office not far away.

Along the way, they encountered several flesh and blood monsters that had lost their heads and skin.

Without exception, they were all easily eliminated by Klein, but this did not make him feel relieved.

These skinned monsters were not a threat, but Klein could vaguely sense that the real danger came from their 'lost' heads and skins! The 'divine skin messenger' who cut off their heads and skins was the real threat!
Klein didn't want to conflict with the members of this secret organization. He just wanted to take them back to the ship after finding Ireland.

The wind was getting weaker and the fog remained thinner. The group walked quietly and hurriedly on the deserted street, following closely beside German Sparrow, as if only this could make them feel a little more at ease.

tread!tread!
boom!
The sound of hurried footsteps and gunshots came from a distance, echoing far away in the empty street.

Cleves raised his gun almost subconsciously, but Klein raised his hand to stop him.

Cleves looked up with some confusion, and saw Klein shaking his head at him.

Although hesitant, he lowered the gun.

After all, they were able to survive until now thanks to Klein's protection, and now they can only trust him.

Finally, as the footsteps got closer, a dim light emerged and approached from the depths of the fog, and two figures gradually entered the illumination range of the lantern.

Klein also saw the appearance of the man in front of him. He was wearing a dark red thick coat and white loose trousers. It was Ireland!
However, the captain's boat-shaped hat had disappeared and he looked quite disheveled.

Ellan also spotted Klein and his group under the light of the lantern, but he did not feel the slightest bit of surprise. Instead, he shouted in fear:

"Quick, run!"

Cleves, who was about to go up to receive him, froze for a moment and subconsciously looked behind Ellan.

There was another figure behind him, a middle-aged man holding a lantern. But his figure was particularly bloated, three meters tall but weighing more than two thousand kilograms!
This bloat comes from the fat that is loosely piled up in his chest and abdomen.

Beside him, in the diffuse mist, several black "balls" slowly emerged.

Under the light of the lantern, they finally saw the shape of the "ball".

Those were heads without bodies, with esophagus hanging from them!
The head was floating in the air, and the face looked like a shriveled cheese covered with mold spots. The skin, which was oozing 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!

Klein stared coldly at the bishop opposite him. He was just wondering where the heads of those "monsters" had gone, but now the answer was obvious.

But now that the heads have appeared, where have their skins gone?
Klein subconsciously looked at the middle-aged man again. This time, as the man got closer, Klein could see him more clearly.

He finally saw clearly that this was not a fat man!
The loose flesh on his chest was not naturally grown fat, but fresh skin sewn together piece by piece!

What he was wearing was a robe made of smooth skin!

There was still some grease on the skin that had just been peeled off, reflecting the light under the lantern, and it looked soft and elastic.

However, since the other party's skinning skills were not up to par, a large amount of blood and flesh flowed on the skin during the skinning process, and was now dripping from the inside of the "clothes" as the middle-aged man walked!
"Such clothes should be comfortable to wear, right?"

It was obviously a very horrifying scene, but for no reason, such a thought suddenly emerged in Donna and others' minds.

"The Divine Skin Messenger!"

Danitz also had the same thought, but he quickly noticed it and suppressed it.

This made him shudder in his heart and made him truly realize that the legend of this island seemed to be more than just a legend!

(End of this chapter)