The mastermind behind this started by creating a strange story

Didn’t you see that such a small island country can have so many monsters and demons?

Therefore, the Trinity Lavra of St. Sergius, now the seat of the Patriarchate of Moscow and All Russia, is the first stop!

"You two, in front of you are the Holy Trinity Cathedral, the Holy Spirit Cathedral, and the Dormition Cathedral. This is a holy place for all believers in our country. Please do not neglect it."

A leading bishop who was walking in the front suddenly stopped, turned around and said to Arthur and the others.

"We got it." Arthur responded confidently, and at the same time secretly gave Melina a look, signaling her to cheer up.

Seeing this, Melina sighed inwardly, knowing that she would be busy again.

It’s not that Arthur doesn’t have the ability to sense divine power, but a brief comparison between the two will easily show that her perception ability is much better than Arthur’s.

I don’t know if it’s because she is a woman or because she is a supporting role.

Anyway, except for his stronger fighting power, it seems that Arthur, this big guy, is inferior to her in all other aspects.

"Okay, then please come in." The leading archbishop suddenly stepped aside and let Arthur and the other two go in first, and they just followed behind.

In response, the two of them did not act pretentiously and walked in openly.

"How beautiful!" Arthur exclaimed sincerely, "Is this one of the oldest monasteries in Lucia?"

Before coming, they naturally learned more about this place. This church combines the architectural styles of different periods in Lucia. It is not just a church, but also one of the representatives of classical buildings.

"It's a bit like a world in a painting, and the style is also otherworldly and dreamy." Melina also admired it carefully, while also communicating with the holy light power in her feather bracelet, sensing this place.

Beauty is universal. Even in other countries, the understanding of beauty is similar.

Being here, even the gloomy mood that had been in my mind for a long time has dissipated a little.

Arthur and Melina were like tourists who came here to visit, walking and stopping, stopping and walking, and the archbishops who led them followed behind them without disturbing them.

After a while, the two people who had visited the three halls shook their heads with the group of bishops who followed them. There was no hidden divine power here.

No matter how carefully Melina sensed, the holy light energy in the feather bracelet did not fluctuate at all, let alone resonance.

This can only lead to one conclusion: there is no divine power in this area.

The bishops who followed were not discouraged. After all, this was just the starting point and there were many more places to go.

We haven't visited places like the Tsar's Palace, the castle walls, towers, dining hall, and the Zagorsk Museum of Historical and Art Treasures yet.

Since there is no sacred power left here, let's go to the next stop.

Chapter 289 Brown Bear

While Arthur and Melina were still sensing the divine power, the inconspicuous city of Chita continued to lead a monotonous life every day.

It is better to say that if there is no special external force intervention, every city will lead a monotonous life, which is ordinary and boring.

However, people who are busy with their daily lives will not feel bored. After all, it is so difficult to survive, so where do they have the time to lament the daily boredom?

Whether office workers or students, they all live the same life every day. Even the police who serve the people do not have much change in their daily life unless there are special cases.

But today is a little different. At this moment, the entire police station is filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

The incident started with a conversation between a young man who had just reached adulthood and two policemen.

………………

"You guys were obviously laughing at me, and you never stopped!"

"Mr. Shaq, we have been strictly trained. No matter how funny it is, we will not laugh... unless we can't help it."

"How about this, Mr. Shaq? You go back and wait for the news. We will notify you as soon as we make any progress."

"Okay, you guys hurry up and send the police, okay? It's very dangerous, bring more people with you."

After reporting the incident to the police, Shaq walked out of the police station in frustration. At the same time, laughter suddenly rang out from inside the police station. The sound was so loud that even Shaq, who was walking some distance away, could hear it.

After hearing the laughter, Shaq's face turned dark, and he was about to go back to argue, but after taking just two steps, he stopped with a sad look on his face.

They don't believe it, and no matter how much I explain, I will just become a laughing stock.

Shaq, feeling depressed, kicked the stones under his feet and walked back with his head down.

All he can do now is the most benevolent and righteous thing he can do. As for what will happen next, he has no way to do it. He is not a god, and it is impossible for him to make everyone believe in him.

With his mom taking care of his dad, Shaq was in a rare state of confusion. What should he do now?

Oh, right! Those uncles!

Shaq, who had been confused for a while, suddenly remembered the bearded uncles who had helped him before. They still lived in the wooden house at the foot of the mountain.

There are zombies on that mountain, so we can't stay at the foot of the mountain any longer. No matter what, we must get those uncles out of their wooden houses.

Who knows how many zombies are left, and whether they will come down the mountain to attack humans!

Thinking of this, Shaq suddenly started running. The later he was, the greater the danger would be. Although the possibility was not high, it is better to be safe than sorry.

He was very familiar with the road from the city to the foot of the mountain. Usually, his father would take him to the wooden house at the foot of the mountain to stay for a few days, but now, his father was lying in the hospital.

Thinking of this, Shaq's nose felt sore and he quickened his pace. He must not let the tragedy happen again.

After a while, he could already see the wooden houses in that area. The land at the foot of the mountain had no owner, so anyone who wanted to build a house could do so. The wooden houses were built by themselves, so there was no pattern in their arrangement.

You can build it as big as you want, as long as you have the time and perseverance, no one will bother you.

As Shaq ran, his pace slowed down. Today was a little different from usual. It was quiet all around, no one was talking, and he didn't see a single person.

But this is impossible. Normally, no matter how cold the temperature outside is, there will be shirtless strong men holding the water of life and drinking it while bragging. What's worse, there will be a slapping competition, which can not only warm their faces but also vent excess energy.

Just as Shaq was walking around and about to shout loudly, a wooden house behind him was suddenly opened. Shaq heard the sound and before he turned around, his collar was grabbed by someone. Then a strong hairy hand suddenly covered his mouth and dragged him into the wooden house.

It's over, I'm not going to be taught a lesson!

The moment his mouth was covered, this sentence suddenly popped up in Shaq's mind for some reason, but before he could think too much, the hand covering his mouth was released.

"I say, what are you doing here all of a sudden?"

The moment Shaq heard this, he was delighted, because this was the voice of the bearded uncle.

Looking back, the bearded man he saw confirmed Shaq's guess that the man in front of him was the bearded man who had helped him before.

Shaq wanted to explain his purpose, but then he thought of the strange situation outside and asked, "Uncle, what are you doing?"

"Why is it so quiet with no one outside?"

"Hush, be silent!"

The bearded uncle suddenly covered Shaq's mouth, looking nervous, as if he was doing something wrong.

Shaq looked awkward. What was going on? Why did he have to cover his mouth again? And why couldn't he make any sound in the house?

The bearded uncle quickly explained to Shaq. He didn't say anything, but signaled with his eyes that Shaq must not scream or shout. Shaq covered his mouth with both hands to ensure that he would not make a sound no matter what he saw.

Seeing this, the bearded uncle took Shaq to a hidden window that was half-open. There was only a tiny gap in the window, but you could still barely see outside.

It's so mysterious, what is it?

With doubts in his mind, Shaq looked out from the gap and saw a bear, a huge brown and black bear.

If it weren't for the brown and black fur that couldn't be faked, Shaq would have even thought it was a polar bear. After all, only polar bears have bodies that big, and brown bears can't grow that big.

How could a brown bear appear here? Did it run down from the mountain?

Shaq was full of doubts. This shouldn't be the case. There was no shortage of food for the brown bears in the mountains, and the temperature wasn't particularly cold. Why would the brown bears come down the mountain?

The brown bear outside had its back to Shaq's window and seemed to be digging something on the ground. Every time it swung its claws downwards, it would stir up a handful of dirt.

Shaq looked back at the bearded uncle in confusion. Although the brown bear was a little bigger, there was no need to be that scared. You are hunters after all. Are your double-barreled shotguns just for decoration?

If everyone goes up and fires a few shots, even a brown bear will not be able to withstand it. Why are you so nervous?

The bearded uncle seemed to see Shaq's confusion, shook his head, and asked Shaq to continue watching.

Seeing this, Shaq continued to look outside through the window. The brown bear was still digging the ground, as if there was some extremely attractive treasure underground.

After a while, as if bored, the brown bear stopped its meaningless movements, slowly stood up from the ground, and turned its back to Shaq.

After seeing the side of the brown bear, Shaq's heart started beating violently, and he covered his mouth tightly to prevent himself from screaming.

Viewed from the side, half of the brown bear's face was covered in blood, and the skin and flesh on its face had been eaten away completely, revealing its white skull with bright red flesh threads, and its sharp yellow teeth were directly exposed to the air.

The grayish white mixed with scarlet brain matter was dangling in the skull, and it seemed like it would flow out of the hole in the skull at any time.

What was even more terrifying was the hollowed-out abdomen, with the intestines and internal organs completely gone. The bright sunlight made the moving bear corpse look hideous and grotesque.

Chapter 290 Zombie Beast

what is that?

The brown bear outside the window was clearly a completely eaten corpse. Shaq covered his mouth tightly, feeling extremely terrified, but... this scene was extremely familiar.

The moving rotten corpse, isn't this the zombie he had seen before, the only difference is that the previous ones were human-shaped zombies, but this time he encountered a zombie bear.

Quietly leaving the gap of the window, Shaq looked at the bearded uncle in horror, but the bearded uncle just shook his head silently.

He didn't know what was going on, but one thing was certain, there really were monsters called zombies on this mountain.

Seeing that Shaq was still standing there in a daze, the bearded uncle walked up to him and pulled Shaq away from the window, came to the center of the wooden house, and sat cross-legged on the ground. Seeing this, Shaq also followed suit and sat down on the spot.

"Huh, I've already called the police. Now let's see how long it takes for the police to arrive." It was only at this moment that the bearded uncle spoke the first sentence in a low voice.

"I believe I'm not the only one who called the police. With so many people calling the police together, the police should be able to respond quickly."

"When did those zombie bears come?" Shaq asked when he saw the bearded uncle stopped talking.

"Zombie bear?" Hearing this word, the bearded uncle was stunned and said in a slightly lowered voice: "It's really an appropriate name."

"I originally thought that zombies only appeared in movies, but I didn't expect that I would be able to see this in real life in my lifetime."

After a short pause, the bearded man continued, "Not long ago, we thought it was just an ordinary brown bear, but its hollow belly irritated all of us."

"Perhaps it was because its head was damaged, so it was a little stupid. It didn't suddenly attack us when we found it."

"That's why we can hide, and we don't know when the zombie bear will leave or when the police will arrive."

Listening to the bearded uncle's tired words, Shaq remained silent. In this situation, they really had no way out.

Perhaps it is possible to kill zombie bears with guns, but it is more likely that the zombie bears will kill them first. It is not so easy to kill a creature that has died and come back to life.

"Oh!"

But just as Shaq was waiting silently, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the wooden house.

There was a loud bang, but it was followed by a sound of collapse, and some wooden houses were destroyed.

"Is that zombie bear attacking the cabin?" Shaq hurriedly got up from the ground, not even making any noise. He quickly lay down on the window sill and looked out through the gap.

The bearded uncle next to him also squeezed over and looked outside with Shaq.

But the zombie bear outside just stood there, staring blankly in one direction. Not only did it not look like a terrifying beast, but it looked a little stupid.

The two people in the house looked in the direction the zombie bear was looking, and saw that a small wooden house had collapsed. Under the shattered ruins of the house, a burly man was crawling out with a shotgun in his hand.

After pushing off the wooden board on his body, the sturdy man had no time to get up from the ground when there was a loud bang in the ruins of the wooden house and a wild boar with intestines hanging from its belly suddenly jumped out.

If nothing unexpected happens, it was this wild boar that crashed into the small wooden house.

"Hehe~"

A low, hoarse roar came from the wild boar's throat, and its sharp fangs protruded from its mouth, leaving no doubt about its powerful destructive power.

The wild boar that has turned into a zombie doesn't care whether the person in front of him is holding a gun. He just wants to feel the blood spreading in his mouth.

The wild boar's instinct in life made it lower its narrow head, tense its hind legs and burst out violently, rushing forward like a whistling cannonball.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The burly man, who had not yet climbed up, raised his hunting rifle in horror and pulled the trigger at the wild boar rushing towards him.

Several gunshots rang out, the sound like thunder, but no one knew whether it was because the zombie boars were too nervous and the bullets did not hit them, or because they were not afraid of bullets at all.

Anyway, after the gunshots, the zombie boar did not stop its charge.

"Don't come over here...Pfft~"

In just a few seconds, the burly man had not even had time to utter a complete sentence before the sharp fangs of the zombie boar that rushed in front of him pierced his body.

"Pfft~"

Blood splattered in the sky. The man who was hit didn't even have time to scream before he was thrown into the air by the zombie boar's mouth.