Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 59 059 It doesn't make sense

The elevator reaches the bottom.

When he was there in person, Feng Xiuhu realized that the scene was even more chaotic than what he saw from above.

Although the wooden huts could hardly be called "houses", they were shelters for the people of Dicheng.

As the huts collapsed, shattered, destroyed, and were swept into the sky, the naked people of the city could only watch. Some cried loudly, but their voices were drowned by the strong wind; others fled in panic, but their footprints were also covered by the torrential rain.

At this moment, they seemed to have really become rats in the gutter. When the rat hole was opened, they could only flee around helplessly and could not find a place to hide.

Er Mazi came down earlier than the others. He was smart and had organized his brothers to run around and start evacuating the crowd to the west where the wind was less and the rain was less.

But the effect was minimal. In this kind of environment, shouting alone would not have much effect. People were already panicking and were either running around or staying where they were because they were reluctant to leave their belongings in the house.

Fortunately, the choir members were not very kind.

To deal with these people, the brothers just beat them up. After they were subdued, hurt, and woke up, they started to move as ordered.

The chaotic and tragic scene left Mike stunned. This was the first time in his life he had ever set foot on the ground of Dicheng. He pointed at several Dicheng residents kneeling on the ground not far away, begging the Goddess of Wind and Rain for mercy, and was puzzled: "They can obviously escape to the west and everything will be fine. Why don't they leave?"

The scene before him made Feng Xiuhu feel irritated: "If you ask me, who should I ask?"

The lingering fishy smell in the air of Dicheng was obviously much weaker under the heavy rain and strong wind, but Feng Xiuhu seemed to smell an even more unbearable stench.

The stench made his eyelids twitch.

It was so smelly that he wanted to jump up and down and curse.

It stinks so much that he wants to find a huge brush and scrub the entire Sail City clean from head to toe.

There was an earth-shattering roar.

Feng Xiuhu's already fragile nerves were stretched to the limit.

Shunzi's roar was carried away by the strong wind, and he picked up Feng Xiuhu and ran away.

Feng Xiuhu looked back, his eyes passing over Shunzi's shoulder——

The entire village building finally could not withstand the ravages of wind and rain and collapsed in the night.

Several brothers were slow to move, and their figures disappeared in the smoke and dust, along with their screams, being drowned under the rubble.

Feng Xiuhu pushed Shunzi away and moved his gaze upwards from the ruins, looking over the white stone wall.

The swirling thick fog is like a monster fighting against the wind and rain. The aftermath of a slight movement by either side will cause devastating damage to mortals.

Feng Xiuhu wiped the rain off his face and muttered to himself, "That doesn't make sense..."

Mike came over and yelled in his ear: "Don't stay here! Run over there!"

Feng Xiuhu looked back at him with a puzzled look in his eyes: "Shouldn't you be fighting up there?"

Mike gave a wry smile and shouted back, "We can't win! The temple wants to teach the church a lesson! The church has to give me face! I'm just a deacon, and going up there would be like asking for death!"

Face? Death?

Feng Xiuhu's pupils were twitching in his eye sockets, making his head hurt.

It was as if a voice was talking in his ears.

"That's ridiculous. The Church and the Temple are at war, and who the hell do you think you are to interfere?"

"You're going to die without even understanding the situation?"

"Do you really think of yourself as a person?"

This makes sense, but this shouldn't be the truth.

He was just sitting at home, but his subordinates died and his house was destroyed. What the hell is this?

Got to fuck him!
This is the truth!
The string in my head broke.

Feng Xiuhu grabbed Mike and said, "The God of Mist needs you. I'll take you back!"

Mike was horrified and struggled hard.

Feng Xiuhu slapped him in the face, frowning and complaining, "Why didn't anyone inform me about such a big thing? I'm also a deacon, I want to do my part!"

Mike screamed at Shunzi, "He's gone crazy again! Stop him!" Feng Xiuhu took out his hatchet, his tone as chilling as the blade itself, "Young man, your faith in the God of Mist doesn't seem strong enough. Don't force me to clean up his mess for him."

Mike calmed down and straightened his collar. "You're right. The God of Mist needs us. We should set off."

Although the village building collapsed, many of the pillars embedded in the walls to support the structure were still left on it, providing Feng Xiuhu and others with a place to climb and take foot.

Shunzi wanted to follow, but Feng Xiuhu chased him back. He warned Shunzi, "After tonight, if you see anyone in Dicheng still believing in the Goddess of Wind and Rain, throw them into the sea to feed the fish."

After some effort, Feng Xiuhu and Mike finally climbed up.

The area around them was shrouded in fog, and the reason why Feng Xiuhu insisted on bringing Mike along was revealed at this moment.

Mike won't lose his way.

Feng Xiuhu could only hear shouting and screaming in the thick fog, but he couldn't see where the people were.

Mike pulled Feng Xiuhu to hide in a less crowded area, saying as they walked, "Bishop Konate and Bishop Yuke are battling two high-ranking officials from the temple. The battle won't be over until they decide the winner."

"Where are they?"

Feng Xiuhu asked.

Mike tilted his head and looked in a certain direction - the fog did not obstruct his vision.

Feng Xiuhu said anxiously, "Take me to my death."

Mike subconsciously said, "What for? Sending—you know that too?"

Feng Xiuhu was nearly beaten to death by him. Mike stamped his feet in anger: "How dare I get involved? If you get too close, even a single bump or a collision could kill you."

"I won't get involved. I'll just watch the fun."

As he said this, Feng Xiuhu spat on the axe blade and wiped it with his sleeve until it shined.

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in my mind.

"Mist..."

"Why are you... so many people here again?"

Feng Xiuhu was overjoyed. He had finally found the man he had been waiting for. He shouted, "Big beast! Kill them all!"

There was no movement around, only Mike turned around to look at him: "Who are you talking to?"

Feng Xiuhu didn't have time to pay attention to Mike. He tilted his head and patted his temple, as if trying to pour out the anger in his mind.

But Eclipse was completely silent.

Feng Xiuhu felt very embarrassed and said sullenly, "If you continue to play dead, I will report you."

Finally, there was a voice in my mind again, but Eclipse seemed to suppress the voice to a very low level: "Don't talk, I can't come out, I smell the scent of someone I know... It would be dangerous to act rashly."

"acquaintance?"

Feng Xiuhu looked around.

Mike only saw Feng Xiuhu mumbling to himself. His condition made Mike feel uneasy. He moved closer and tentatively poked Feng Xiuhu's arm: "Are you okay?"

Looking at Mike, Feng Xiuhu suddenly realized that Mike was the only familiar person here.

Feng Xiuhu silently raised his hand axe and said in a stern tone: "You are a man who hides his true strength."

A chill ran through his body, and Mike shuddered when he saw Feng Xiuhu's eyes.

Feng Xiuhu has gone crazy again!
Without a second thought, Mike turned and ran.

"stop!"

Feng Xiuhu picked up his axe and chased after him.

Mike ran away, terrified, crying and shouting, "Go! Let's go now! Can't we just talk it over nicely?"

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