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  Ran's expression was intriguing. He held his wine gss but did not drink, instead occasionally rotating it as if more ied in the cup than iory the blonde man was telling.

  No one paid attention to Ran; Jiang g was deep in thought, sidering the feasibility of the blonde man’s story, while the Fatty was already deeply captivated by the oddities iale.

  Taking a deep breath, the blonde maions were slightly eased.

  Although so much time had passed, when he recalled it, the terrifying and even absurd ses were still vivid in his mind.

  “They’re all dead,” Jiang g repeated softly, almost as if speaking to himself.

  The blonde man paused, turned his head to look at the endless darkness surrounding the town, and after a long silence, coldly said, “If they were dead, it would be better.”

  Hearing this, the Fatty pursed his lips, seemingly anticipating what was to e .

  Jiang g took a subtle sip of the bitter wine and, after putting the gss down, furrowed his brow and asked, “What do you mean?”

  “We tried to approach the stone sb and take the bodies of the townspeople,” the blonde man answered. “That’s wheation happened.”

  “Did those dead people attack you?”

  The blonde man looked at Jiang g, seemingly trying to read something in his eyes, but evidently failed. “Yes,” he nodded, “they came back to life in an eerie way and the mad, attag us.”

  “Only less than a third of us escaped. What was even more terrifying was that they pced the bodies of the townspeople they had killed ba the stone sb.”

  At this point, the blonde man's breath quied again. “You 't imagi. Some of the townspeople had their limbs or even heads severed. These resurrected people were incredibly strong, able to tear a person in half with their bare hands.”

  “And what’s worse, the bodies that were torn apart, after being pced oone sb, came back to life, as if the injuries never happened.”

  “What does this have to do with the building you structed?” Ran put down the wine gss he had been toying with and looked at the blonde man. “I don’t uand.”

  The Fatty swallowed nervously and asked in a low voice, “ that buildi... resist those things?”

  “No,” the blonde man shook his head. “The building was structed with the help of a man who called himself a priest. His ship had sunk nearby, and he was the only survivor. We found him on a piece of wood by the sea.”

  “He said he was going to prea the other side of the o.”

  “Wheold him about the stras in the forest, he directly said it was all destihe reason he survived the shipwreck was that he was meant to help us; it was his mission.”

  “From our description, he judged that the stone sb in the forest was an altar, and it was meant to worship an unholy entity sleeping in the deep sea. Even more terrifying, he said it had probably already awakened.”

  “The resurrected people... they are the result of the curse spreading. If it tinues, no one will be able to escape.”

  “Only relying on him and us was not enough to fight it. We had to build a grand structure he needed, and only with the power of the church could we truly resist it and break the curse.”

  “The church?” The Fatty thought back to the style of the building. While he didn’t uand much, it did resemble the churches he had seen in his memory.

  “Looks like you failed in the end,” Jiang g bluntly said. He looked around; this strange floating city seemed to be their st refuge.

  Moreover, they hadn’t seen this so-called priest.

  “We mao build the structure,” the blonde man said, his gaze distant. “As long as... as long as the bea light on the lighthouse keeps burning, we be saved.”

  “But we didn’t expect that on the final day, the st day! The priest had an act.”

  “He was killed... eaten by the monster!” As if recalling the horrific se, the blonde man’s expression turerrified. “No, not just killed, eaten! He was eaten!”

  “A monster?”

  The Fatty widened his eyes. He remembered that the st time the blonde maiohis term, it was in refereo a child—more specifically, a newborn from the town.

  “It wasn’t a child! It was a monster!” the blonde man growled. “It! It ate the priest! It ruined everything, and the curse couldn’t be broken!”

  “The monster first orchestrated the deaths of the parents. When the priest saw it itiful, he adopted it. But it took advantage of the priest’s vulnerability as she was breastfeeding…”

  “Wait!”

  Almost simultaneously, Jiang g and the ever-squinting Ran both spoke up.

  “The priest was a woman?”

  The blonde man was stunned for a moment, then slowly spoke. “Yes, the priest was a woman. The monster used this to get close to her, and in the end, ate her.”

  Ran g Jiang g, then turned back to the blonde man and nodded. “Uood. Please tinue.”

  After a long pause, the blonde man emerged from his memories. The strong man now seemed much older, hunched over and staring at his empty wine gss.

  “The priest died, the fmes in the lighthouse went out, and the curse finally erupted. The ground colpsed, and the sea surged. Our town was engulfed by the curse and became a floating town on the o.”

  “Surrounded by eerie bck mist, we could no longer see the sunlight. We had to hide in the shadows and dampness. Only uhe cover of the bck mist could roach the shore.”

  “Like those damned sea creatures!” he cursed fiercely.

  “So, you only see us and e ashore when the bck mist covers this area?” Jiang g said, trying to uand.

  “Exactly.”

  “So, what does your ‘daytime’ look like to us?”

  “It’s just a mass of bck mist, c only a small area around our town. Surrounding it is the sea, but not a real sea. No one dares to sail out because the boat and its passengers would disappear without a trace. We only fish and cate shrimp and crabs he shore to barely survive.”

  The blonde man looked at the fish, shrimp, and crabs oable with a sense of sorrow. “These are the best food we offer.”

  He looked around, and Jiang g and the others followed his gaze. The other townspeople’s tables had far less food, some even just a few odd-looking fish.

  It seemed the townspeople’s lives had bee incredibly harsh.

  “The things in the forest... those…”

  Before the Fatty could finish, the blonde man interrupted him, exhaling deeply, his tone a bit lighter for the first time. “We have to thank the priest for that.”

  (End of the Chapter)

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