The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 407 Silent Hill 1
West Virginia is geographically located in the northeastern region of the federation. The entire territory is located in the Appalachian Mountains, with high mountains, deep valleys and dense karst terrain. Therefore, it has always been known as the "Mountain State".

The ancient mountains that were squeezed and uplifted by plates for billions of years are like a huge treasure, contributing rich mineral resources to the state. The reserves of resources such as oil, natural gas, clay, limestone, etc. are quite considerable.

But if you were to pick out one of its most well-known specialties, it would undoubtedly be coal mines.

This area has a long history of coal mining, with production ranking first in the country, and is an important location in the history of federal development.

In the pioneering era, trains loaded with "black wealth" drove out, like the arteries of the national economy, continuously transporting the indispensable blood of the industrial revolution to factories in various states. These energies turned into scorching and brilliant flames in the factories, illuminating the glorious path of laying the foundation for the hegemony of a superpower.

Once upon a time, local residents could look at San Francisco on the west coast with a proud attitude - although gold is precious, it is rare and its mining will eventually run out; although black gold is cheap, it is as abundant as mountains and seas and can ensure wealth for generations.

But the changes in science and technology are often beyond human cognition.

The viscous liquid from beneath the earth gushed out from the drilling platform, replacing its close relatives, pulling the world into a new era, and ruthlessly throwing coal and steam engines into history behind it.

People gathered because of wealth and dispersed because of wealth. They gradually moved away and many towns gradually fell into disrepair... However, this one was not one of them.

There were other reasons for its decline.

A small town is lonely and hidden among the steep dark green mountains. The bright sunshine in the morning shines through the clouds, generously spreading light and heat to every corner, but is firmly rejected by some inexplicable haze.

Most of the empty buildings retain the style of the mid-20th century. The houses and public facilities are in order, and the roads are crisscrossed, telling of the prosperity of the past.

As the sun gradually rose, there seemed to be moist water vapor rising, turning into a light white mist like a cover, and even obscuring the hazy mirage-like scene.

But to the people watching from the top of the mountain several kilometers away, this dreamy and tranquil picture is nothing short of a dangerous and desolate place.

"This is a scene that only appears in nightmares..." sighed the old and frail patriarch, leaning on his cane.

Dozens of people in different clothes stood silently beside him, with the same worry in their eyes.

After analysis by relevant experts, the authorities were fully aware of the seriousness of the consequences of this alien space erosion, and they mobilized with all their strength to assemble an unprecedented lineup. Almost all the well-known supernatural organizations in the Federation were present.

As powerful industry elites, with their keen eyesight, they can naturally see through the disguise and see the indescribable strange power.

"If the Holy City has any concerns, we are willing to help." A calm voice took over the topic.

The person who spoke was an old priest with white hair and beard. Unlike the Catholic camp who wore round hats and colorful and gorgeous gold-woven robes, he and the clergy behind him simply wore pure black suits without too much decoration. At most, they held a Bible and a water bottle.

Anyone with basic religious knowledge can tell from the difference in clothing between the two parties that the latter is a high-ranking member of the main branches of New World Protestantism, such as the Presbyterian Church and the Evangelical Church.

After hearing this obvious hidden meaning of volunteering, Rupert, who was over 90 years old, just smiled faintly.

"No need for you to worry. Even though the world has changed, the church has never backed down in the face of evil. We will personally lead the way."

He coughed lightly and waved his chestnut cane, "Servants of the Lord, the time for devotion and piety has come. All filth must be swept away!"

At his call, hundreds of believers, dressed in simple gray-white monk robes and linen belts around their waists, walked out from the woods at the foot of the mountain. Their faces were solemn and their eyes flashed with determination.

"The Lord of hosts will protect them; they will devour their enemies and trample down the slings. They will cry out as if drinking wine, and they will be like a bowl filled with blood, like the horns of an altar filled with blood. On that day, says the Lord of hosts, I will cut off the names of the idols from the land, and they will no longer be remembered. I will also remove false prophets and unclean spirits from the land."

Chanting the sacred songs in unison, they jumped down the rugged rocks with fanaticism in their eyes. The illusory wings on their shoulders shone with crystal-like light and shadows, and they landed on the ground as lightly as goose feathers. The square formation was not disordered at all.

Acceleration, huge force, energy absorption, protection against evil...all kinds of blessing magic came one after another and were released in an orderly manner.

The big and strong ones who were good at close combat stepped forward, while the thin and weak ones who were good at spellcasting stepped back, and combat teams were formed in an instant according to their professional coordination.

The Judgement Legion, which once conquered Europe and eradicated many pagans and dark forces, has reappeared in the world in the blink of an eye.

This time, the enchanted swords, bows and crossbows in their hands have been replaced with Colt 1943 revolvers, and the steel chain mail lining has been replaced by lightweight ceramic bulletproof vests. Only the small cross emblem on the cuffs is still bright red.

The classic long gun body was etched with alchemical runes, and the embedded holy silver alloy lines emitted a soft white glow, adding a sense of solemnity to the cold murder weapon.

Even if he was intoxicated with faith, how could a servant of God be a conservative person? The crystallization of modern science and mysterious spells was combined, and the actions were filled with cold and frosty murderous intent, which made all the onlookers present feel fearful.

Perhaps several top large organizations can also provide the same number of official extraordinary people, but they definitely do not have the strict discipline and selfless army of the Orthodox Church.

"The rumor is indeed true..." They had similar thoughts in their minds at the same time.

There are no absolute secrets these days. Now that the incident has broken out, everyone knows a little bit of the inside story.

He may not have the courage to snatch food from a tiger's mouth, but he is full of desire to fish in troubled waters.

"Your Excellency the Patriarch is too polite. As brothers who are bathed in the glory of the Lord, how can we let our fellow believers take risks alone?"

The Protestant elders exchanged glances secretly and responded with humility but passion in their hearts.

Others could only exchange treasures like the Crusader Stigmata for benefits, but they could use them seamlessly. Who would complain about having too many powerful people in their own group?

"We are 'justified by faith.' Jesus bore all our sins..."

The thickly patinated bronze hand bell swung, creating a long and crisp metallic sound while pages of yellowed parchment scriptures floated in the air and surrounded it.

The spiritual light refraction and resonance similar to the Catholic Church but subtly different from it, embracing both offense and defense, enveloped a group of exorcist priests. There were also thirty or forty knight-level experts, holding various magical instruments to guard inside to increase the power of the formation. Although not as powerful as the competitors, the combat power was also considerable.

Seeing that the two rivals seemed to be trying to show off their abilities, the other forces quietly distanced themselves and also took out their own methods.

The puppets with riveted steel plates hanging on them took heavy steps, and the giant fire elements with blazing flames led the way, moving along the mountain road one after another.

Remember what I told you...

A faint voice of thought echoed in Zhu Mingyao's mind. He nodded imperceptibly towards several Chamber of Commerce directors and followed in the group protected by guardian ghosts and gods.

(End of this chapter)