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Sheriff Reed laughed, "Me too."
The carriage turned a corner and headed towards the busier commercial street in Queens.
Until the evening
It was past five o'clock when the carriage returned from Queens.
After getting off the carriage, Sheriff Reed carefully held the child who had fallen asleep, took his lover upstairs, and returned to his house.
As soon as I opened the door to the house, I saw a strange figure sitting on the sofa in the living room.
Chief Reed wanted to step forward and take a closer look, but felt that the other person's face was covered with a layer of fog, making it impossible to see clearly.
When he wanted to say hello, he suddenly realized that the child in his arms had suddenly disappeared!
He wanted to shout loudly, but couldn't say a word. A cloud seemed to rise around him, and his consciousness gradually became blurred, and then he fell asleep.
Sheriff Reed's lover also fell asleep.
In the living room of the real world, the baby opened his black and white eyes, stepped up his little feet, and curiously looked at the figure sitting on the sofa, not afraid at all.
"The storm will punish all evil!"
The figure shouted loudly, and countless golden thunder and lightning patterns appeared on the walls inside the house, turning into lightning whips.
On the ground, the floor cracked, revealing countless gears inside, stacked layer upon layer, forming a powerful binding force!
The baby stood still, with a rare look of anger in his beautiful eyes.
With a cry, the surrounding space world shattered, countless golden lightning whips turned into light spots and scattered, and the floor was turned upside down.
His small and tender fingers pointed out the space, and the surrounding space changed several times.
The members of the Punishers who were originally ambushing outside the house fell to the ground silently one by one.
There were no wounds on their bodies, but they had lost all breath of life because their fragile brains were taken away at that moment.
In front of that baby, their brains are exposed, losing the protection of their skulls and heads. They can be touched with just a hand, and with a little force, the brains will break.
The finger also pointed at the figure sitting on the sofa, but it had no effect. The other person's brain was surrounded by a golden electric circle.
It takes some effort to break through.
It's a pity that he is just a baby, and his fingers are not that strong yet, so he can only flick the periphery of the golden electric circle.
The golden electric circle swayed, and the figure was also knocked away.
At this time, hundreds of dark green pea vines fell from the sky, and the pea vines also grew lushly on the ground. In just a blink of an eye, the baby was imprisoned in the cage of the pea vines.
High above the house, a storm gathered, and the black clouds were as thick as insoluble ink.
The lightning that had been brewing for a long time finally descended with the momentum of destroying everything!
Inside the house, the baby's eyes were a little more serious. He took a small step inside the cage, and then his figure appeared outside the cage.
At this time, the surrounding space solidified, and a small iron cage turned into an inverted pyramid structure and pressed down!
The tower's spire was facing upwards, and the square base of the tower was firmly pressed on the baby's head. The thunder that descended from the sky hit the spire of the inverted pyramid at this moment, followed the pyramid, and poured into the world around the baby!
Silver-white lightning was raging crazily, and the bright and hard-to-see thunder light reflected the surrounding area into a sea of thunder.
The baby was hit hard like never before and cried out.
Upside down, moving left and right, people within this range.
The body was neatly cut into countless petals, and he died quietly, painlessly and without itching.
Not just people, but everything within the scope.
Pea vines, inverted pyramids, buildings, trees, and even roads on the street, a stray cat jumping up and chasing butterflies, and a grass that has just sprouted.
Everything is divided!
"Sleep, rest in peace, you need to sleep, you need to have a good sleep."
The gentle voice sounded, and the baby's eyelids were heavy, unable to resist the sleepiness coming from the depths of his soul.
He's still a baby and he needs sleep, long stretches of sleep.
Finally, the baby's eyelids closed, his breathing stabilized, and the surrounding space returned to normal at this moment.
Deep in the sky, the thunder that had been brewing descended crazily, all pouring onto the baby!
But most of the lightning bolts were automatically transferred to different spaces when they got close to the baby.
At this moment, there was lightning flashing everywhere in Backlund!
Pedestrians walking on the road were struck by lightning for no apparent reason and burned to ashes.
A family was gathering together for dinner when a bolt of lightning broke out in the room, causing a large fire.
The steam train that was running was struck by several bolts of lightning, the iron sheet was pierced, and it exploded into several pieces!
The birds flying over Backlund fell from the sky like raindrops.
At this moment, fires broke out in many areas of Backlund.
Fortunately, the sky was covered with dark clouds and heavy rain soon fell, effectively suppressing the spread of the fire.
The baby was hit hard again, and its young and fair skin was now burned into black charcoal, and its body was split into hundreds of tiny lightning cracks.
Although the injury was serious, not a drop of blood flowed out, and there was no panic or nervousness in those eyes, but only calmness.
He did not take action again, but took the initiative to explode his body, which was on the verge of collapse, leaving only a pair of glowing white eyeballs, like white crystal stones, suspended in the air.
Those eyes swept around quietly, as if they looked through the entire world.
In this world, every living being has a strange feeling of being spied on at this time.
Soon, the eyeballs emitting white light automatically merged into the depths of the space and disappeared.
Even if the thunder baptizes all the nearby space, it cannot find and destroy those eyes.
In the end, everything settled, and only the black clouds high in the sky still enveloped Backlund. Together with the strong wind, it brought a storm that dispelled and purified all the filth.
Greylint's house.
Hastur looked at the sky outside through the window. He knew that Bernadette had joined forces with the Church of Storms to take action.
Even the Church of the Goddess of Night and the Church of Steam and Machinery may have members participating in this battle.
"Hasta, do you think this rain is coming out of nowhere?"
Beside him, Gray Linte still had strong fear on his face.
Just now, Gray Linte was almost hit by a bolt of lightning that appeared out of thin air.
Fortunately, the lightning just passed over his head and did not hit him.
The only thing that was damaged was his hair.
"It's true that something was wrong, but it's over."
Hastur replied with a smile and explained to Gray Lint that he was leaving.
He has rested here for the whole night, and the matter with the High-dimensional Overlooker has been temporarily over, so it is time for him to go back.
I just don’t know what’s going on with Sheriff Reed.
Maybe there is no longer Chief Reed?
Chapter 125 He is an indescribable person walking in the world
When Hastur returned home, Butler Negan came to report who had come to see him in the past few days.
Hasta couldn't help but feel frightened when he heard that Chief Reed came to the door in person this morning and even brought his children to see him.
Fortunately, that night he suddenly felt something was wrong, so he chose to return to Gray Lint's house and rest at his house for one night. He did not return until Bernadette and the others had finished their operation.
If he had come back last night, wouldn't he have met with Chief Reed?
Once they meet, Sheriff Reed will probably ask him to name his child, and he will inevitably encounter a high-dimensional overlooker.
Fortunately, I am worthy of being the darling of fate, and I have successfully escaped another disaster.
In addition to Chief Reed, Maric also came to see him, probably wanting to talk to him about what happened during their time outside.
Earl Richard also came to visit, probably again about the god in his dream.
After understanding these things, Hastur returned to the study, found a book recording occult knowledge, and tried to dismantle and integrate the messages from the stars into it.
If someone really comes to find him for helping Forsi, this book can be a more reasonable reason.
It can be considered a safer backup.
I checked the time and it was already not too late.
Hastur went to the bathroom to take a shower, then had a midnight snack before returning to the bedroom to rest.
Once in bed, he entered the Hall of Stars.
At first glance, he found the star where the high-dimensional overlooker was located. Except for the still unchanged light cocoon, the baby originally connected by the silk thread below had disappeared, replaced by a pair of eyeballs forged like white crystal.
Those eyes are hidden deep in the chaotic space-time latitudes of high altitudes, overlooking the entire land from a high position.
It is like an observer observing everything that can be observed.
That should be an extraordinary object formed after the death of a baby, right?
He is truly worthy of being a high-dimensional overlooker. The extraordinary object formed after his death turned out to be a pair of eyeballs, which is indeed in line with his positioning.
Hasta observed for a while longer, then looked away, his expression slightly solemn.
Although I don't know how far those eyes can see, I think they must be about the size of Backlund.
Maybe all areas of the entire northern continent are within its observation range, and even the southern continent.
Faced with the possible gazes of high-dimensional overlookers, he needs to formulate the relevant secret authority early to hide himself and prevent high-dimensional overlookers from discovering the special features of him.
In order to quickly formulate rules involving hidden powers, Hastur decided to be straightforward.
A pen materialized in his right hand, and he wrote what he wanted to write on the materialized paper.
"He will keep all information about himself secret!"
"No one can spy on his existence!"