882 Strange (1/2)

World Calendar 668. The new Pirate King, Roche, emerged and would rule the four oceans.

This was also the year where the entire world would be caught in a mysterious shadow.

Ettoman.

The sky had been gloomy recently, emitting an oppressive and fearful atmosphere.

”This… is such heart-palpitating weather…”

Donald got off his carriage and looked at the sky, remaining silent for a long time.

Pitter, patter.

Not long after, a drizzle began to fall gently, looking like it would get heavier by the second.

Donald pursed his lips. There was finally movement as he opened up a black, rubber umbrella and walked into the rain.

After entering an alley and taking a few steps, he arrived in front of a massive wooden house.

The outside of the wooden house was black, and it had a red roof. It was quite distinct compared to the other houses in the region.

”Mr. Donald… I'm really sorry. Besides you, I really can't think of another person who can solve this problem.”

In front of the house, a brandy-nosed middle-aged man with red hair stood there, rubbing his hands anxiously.

Donald looked at this middle-aged man. ”Since we're all members of the church, your matters are also my matters. That's why I have to be here! What happened, Ruxis?”

About a year ago, he had constructed the Dream and Armament Master's church from scratch.

When someone joined initially, they were naturally only a believer. Shortly after, once money was involved, they would assume duty as a priest.

In every district, there was also a kshatriya, who was usually the person in charge of a city and had a status similar to a cardinal.

Naturally, Donald was the pope.

”The people living in this house are follower Parsi and his family! Parsi is a paleontologist who specializes in ocean organisms… But about a month ago, he hasn't been right…” Ruxis muttered. ”Ever since he came back from a research trip, he's been acting weird. In the beginning, he locked himself in his laboratory without coming out… Afterward, it became worse, as he started acting in unimaginable ways more frequently!”

”For example…” Donald clenched his cane tightly.

”For example… he would cut his own wrist and use his blood to form some weird symbols in the laboratory. He started acting like a lunatic and even became slightly violent… His wife and two children have already gone back to their hometown to hide from him.”

Ruxis continued, ”Of course, we looked for the police, but what we didn't expect was that his rationality was still intact, as he could get through the interrogation successfully… Moreover, the police officer even told me that even if Parsi had some kind of illness, we should have brought him to see a psychiatrist and not trouble him…”

A lunatic was merely going crazy in his own trapped room. It was true that he did not disturb others, so there was no excuse to bring him in.

Furthermore, this person was still able to act clear-headed and normal?

”So what you're trying to say is that… his rationality is still there, but he has been acting weird…” Donald nodded. ”I can roughly understand why you guys looked for me…”

”We really had no other choice. We even found him a doctor, but after just one visit, something terrible happened to that doctor. This proved the rumors that Mr. Parsi was infected with some… dirty things.”

Ruxis quickly continued, ”Therefore, we decided to find a few priests to pray for him… Obviously, as followers of the Dream and Armament Master, we wouldn't seek help from other gods. However, ordinary priests were also helpless in this situation. To make matters worse, all the ones who came to help suffered similar tragedies when they returned…”

”I see!” Donald nodded as he combed his green hair before knocking on the door. ”Mr. Parsi? Mr. Parsi?”

”He hasn't responded since last night!” Ruxis exclaimed. ”I'm afraid something might have happened to him.”

”Move aside!”

Following which, Donald gave the door a good kick.

Bang!

The door fell apart following the loud noise.

The rotten smell inside the house was so strong that Donald had to use his handkerchief to cover his nose.

The house looked gloomy, and there was a lot of dust, scrap paper, and torn newspapers everywhere.

On top of a table, a large rat poked its head out of a box of papers and then scurried away.

”Damn it… What kind of place is this? Parsi? Parsi?”

Donald's expression turned solemn as a stream of water gradually appeared on his wrist like a transparent bracelet.

When he arrived in the living room, his pupils immediately shrunk.

On one of the walls, there was a massive brown-colored symbol. From the level of dryness, it was clear that it had been there for a while now. Furthermore, the color of the symbol looked like dried blood.

A weird feeling suddenly raided Donald's body, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

”He… is real…”

”He… is coming…”

Donald managed to discern the sentences as he frowned. ”This… what is this?”

”I don't know…” Ruxis shrugged. ”Ever since Parsi started acting weird, he's been saying this over and over.”

”Be careful. Don't look at the symbol on the wall!”

Donald's expression turned grave.

Through this difficult period, he had seen more than just sailors.

”Some Evil God symbols possess tremendous effectiveness and can allow you to communicate with a certain existence… Of course, given the massive disparity between us and those existences, a slight thought from them is enough to make us get caught in a terrifying predicament…”

Donald shook his head as he tried to distract himself forcefully.

Even so, the massive blood symbol in the middle of the wall was just like a stigma in his heart that could not be erased.

”My Lord… the existence that controls dreams and armaments, please forgive my weak self!”

He immediately clenched his emblem tightly, which made him feel much better.