章 620: The Church Serial Killings

Benjamin arrived in silence, not even sound could be heard coming from his footsteps. The townsfolk couldn't understand what happened. All they saw was the pastor's corpse on the church's podium.

From the horrified look worn by the corpse, the settlers imagined the pastor saw something nightmarish before his death. Yet… no one had any clue what had occurred. The rain stopped, the water which rushed into the church disappeared without a trace. All that's left was the dried spot of blood on the ground as if the "pitter-patter" that reverberated in their ears was just an illusion.

When the church's disciples hurried out and gathered the incident from the rest of the townsfolk, they could only respond with, "Rain? There wasn't any! The sun is shining, the ground is dry, when has it even rained?"

At that moment, the disciples' were wearing not the face of panic, but rather one of pure terror.