What! Our family is actually the descendant of the evil god?.

While the entire Haidaram was surging with undercurrents, Mr. Vadim on the other side had just finished his work for the day.

There were some troublesome documents for several clients today, which is why he has to work overtime until now.

Mr. Vadim stretched his body, loosening up his stiff body from sitting for so long.

He sorted out the things on the table in front of him, and then his eyes fell on the calendar on the desk.

There was a date on the calendar that Mr. Vadim had circled with a pen: February 2, Year 10 of the Steam Era.

The day after tomorrow is little Hela’s birthday. I hope she will like the birthday present I prepared for her.

Thinking of this, Mr. Vadim showed a gentle smile on his face.

After being enlightened by Mr. Doyle's words last time, he hesitated for several days at home alone. Finally, he made a decision, which was to adopt little Hela.

Although he had not told his mother who was visiting her aunt far away about his decision, he believed that his mother would like this sensible little girl as much as he did.

Mr. Vadim glanced at the calendar on the table again, smiled, picked up the bag beside him, turned off the lights and walked out of the office.

After leaving the Jordan Bank, Mr. Vadim walked on the street without any fatigue from overtime work, but felt very light-hearted.

Because tomorrow is Saturday, he can go to the welfare home during the day to play with little Hela.

But what should I take with me tomorrow?

Otherwise, bring the cheese with you so that little Hela can get to know the family members in advance.

Cheese is so cute, little Hela will probably like it as much as her daughter.

Thinking of his daughter, Mr. Vadim was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face instantly fell.

He took out a wallet from his pocket, opened it in front of him, and with the help of the light of the silver moon in the sky, Mr. Vadim stared at the small photo in the wallet.

It was a photo of a mother and daughter, and the mother and daughter in the photo had bright and smiling faces.

After a long time, Mr. Vadim closed his wallet and a wry smile appeared on his face.

My delusions seem to have become more and more serious recently. I always fantasize that I have a gentle wife and a lovely daughter.

Is this an illusion caused by loneliness after living alone for too long?

But fortunately, I won’t be alone anymore soon.

From the day after tomorrow, I will really have a lovely daughter, not an imaginary daughter.

Mr. Vadim exhaled slowly, a gentle smile appearing on his face again.

As Mr. Vadim walked, he was thinking about what game he should play with little Hela tomorrow.

Suddenly, there was a sound of a manhole cover being opened in the alley next to us.

Upon hearing the voice, Mr. Vadim subconsciously looked into the alley. With the help of the light of the silver moon, he saw something crawling out of the sewer.

It was a fish that looked like a human and had limbs...

The dark green skin that was glittering with sliminess, the large, protruding eyes that glowed red, the wide mouth filled with sharp fangs...

Just one glance and Mr. Vadim's eyes widened suddenly, and he felt an uncontrollable fear and nausea in his heart.

What a disgusting feeling it is. It seems to be deeply rooted in the genes, and there is an instinctive aversion and discomfort towards this unknown life that has not fully evolved.

Mr. Vadim suddenly covered his mouth, shrank his body back, and leaned against the wall on the side of the road to try not to make any sound.

Oh Lord, what on earth is that? Is it the devil mentioned in the scriptures?

Or was it that I was seeing things wrong? Was it because my eyes were blurry?

In the alley, the monster that had just crawled out of the sewer tilted its head and glanced outside the alley. Immediately, a mocking smile appeared on its weird face.

Then it did not stay where it was, but walked straight and openly along the street towards the Jolton Minster on the other side.

Hearing no movement in the alley, Mr. Vadim plucked up his courage and looked into the alley, but saw nothing.

All he saw was a manhole cover that had been lifted and thrown aside, and he was telling Mr. Vadim that what he had just seen was not an illusion.

Seeing this, Mr. Vadim did not dare to delay and ran towards the police station. He had to call the police and tell the officers that a monster had appeared here.

But before Mr. Vadim had run a few steps, he felt something was wrong with his legs. He lowered his head and looked down, and then he was horrified to find that his legs were gone.

Instead, two slippery tentacles appeared. With a thud, Mr. Vadim fell to the ground, and strange and twisted limbs began to grow from his body.

Seeing the changes happening to himself, Mr. Vadim forgot to scream for a moment and just stared blankly.

Afterwards, he felt as if he was getting more and more sleepy, and just when he fell asleep completely, a clicking sound suddenly rang out in his soul.

It was like the sound of a lock being broken. The next second, a large number of memory images flooded into his mind frantically.

False memories and real memories overlapped at this moment, and Mr. Vadim stared blankly at the memory images that kept flashing through his mind.

He remembered, he remembered everything, he did have a gentle wife and a lovely daughter.

This is not his imagination, but reality.

But his wife and daughter both died in the thick fog that covered the sky.

As the last fragment flashed by, Mr. Vadim's thoughts stopped.

Just a glance, an extremely brief glance, and a healthy life was gone.

……

Inside the Jolton Cathedral, Archbishop Dino, who was sitting in an office on the second floor, frowned as if he had noticed something.

At the same time, the fishman who was walking on the street towards the Jordan Cathedral suddenly stopped, and then the flesh on his body began to rot and fall off.

The fishman murmured to himself: "The power of death?"

The fishman looked down at his body which had rotted away to reveal its bones, and chuckled, not caring at all.

It raised its head again and could already see a hint of fanaticism and excitement on the white bone face, and it began to praise loudly.

But just as it was about to sing praises, a melodious bell suddenly rang out from the bell tower of Jolton Cathedral, echoing for dozens of miles around.

This is the tolling of the bell of sleep.

But the fishman did not stop praising because of the bell. Instead, because of the bell, it became even more enthusiastic and excited:

“Father, greater than the stars, You are the Supreme Being.”

"We humbly ask for your attention, and we devoutly pray for your mercy."

“May your will come down and guide us forward in the fog, let us bathe in your majesty, and let our souls tremble in awe!”

As the last word was uttered, the fishman fell to the ground with a thud and turned into a pile of bones.

Immediately afterwards, the bones quickly decayed under the influence of the power of death and turned into a pile of dust in the blink of an eye.

There was only a dark green crystal left, which was the pollutant released from the fishman's body.

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