Pokins, a humble city in the state of Hoshir, is much smaller than Mizuri and Oakford, with no more than 100,000 permanent residents.

But it's a city with a long history, and the people who occupied the continent were among the first towns in the state of Hoshir, so there are all sorts of quirky legends that have been circulating here.

If you go back a few years, or even a decade, all these urban legends that exist everywhere will have no impact on the city and its residents. But now it is different, the wave of mystery is once again making huge waves, the transcendent is accelerating its return, and the characters of the story that have been passed down by word of mouth or have always believed in may one day appear in reality.

There are a lot of weirdness, and there's no way to eradicate them directly, and dealing with them requires changing the story itself and convincing the vast majority of people.

Even with Donnie's current strength, it would be difficult to completely erase it, but there was no pressure to kill it a few times.

When the waiter mentioned the series of disappearances of Boggins, Donnie's mind thought of this weirdness for no reason.

For Donnie, this hunch will come true many times, and it will find him in various ways. Even if it has nothing to do with him, he will eventually get in touch with him.

Because of that, Donnie is now ready for this kind of weirdness, uh, about to get ready.

The waiter was surprised by Donnie's smile but not answer, and soon walked somewhere else.

Donnie took the paper fairy back to his room, set up the simple formation, and began to meditate.

He had no intention of exploring the disappearance of Bokins, as he had more important things to do, and there was no benefit to him staying now, and there was a good chance that he would not get skill points, and he would not be able to take missions from Fort Thirteen and the Church like Lawrence.

As for the identity of the adventurer, Donnie does not plan to use it anymore, it can be said to be a disposable vest.

There is also a more important problem, which is that even if Donnie does not move, it is possible that things will happen to him and he will have to step in.

Of course, the strength has not recovered, and the serious loss of mana is also the reason why Donnie quickly entered a meditative state.

Compared to Donnie, who was well-fed and tried to meditate to regain his strength, the paper goblin had to do a lot more simply, eating the recent newspapers that Donnie bought like cookies, and finding books to eat in the house himself.

Downey was not short of money in the first place, and this period of time could be described as a period of food and sleeping, and there were many crises, and now that he is out of danger, it is normal to find a better room to live in. Therefore, there was indeed a bookshelf in this room, and the paper goblin picked it for a long time, and finally took down a thin book with a blood-colored spine.

""The Strange Tales of Popkins"? It looks pretty good, I don't know how it tastes. The paper elf muttered, sat down on the edge of the desk, and looked at the book in his arms.

Downey didn't tell the paper goblins about his hunch, and even if he did, there didn't seem to be anything wrong with the paper goblins reading the book.

Time passed, and Donnie's magic power did recover a lot, and when he became a divine creature, he also replenished a large amount of life force that he had consumed when he used divine magic before, so he was in quite good shape.

When Donnie was silently cultivating, the paper goblin had already eaten the strange storybook with the blood-colored cover as a strange bean, and as for the trouble of the hotel looking for it... That's what Donnie should be thinking about.

At this moment, the paper fairy has changed a book to read, and it is not yet time to taste it.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock..."

A sound similar to the sound of water droplets dripping appeared in the ears of the paper fairy, and the paper fairy glanced at the faint aura emitted by the simple magic array not far away, and touched the corner of his mouth after finding that there was no problem.

"Wait! I'm not going to drool! The paper goblin reacted instantly, he really didn't have this ability, and finally looked like the place where the sound came from.

It did this, of course, not because of the lack of order, but because the direction in which the droplets landed was constantly changing, and the paper elves were even a little difficult to discern their directions.

This is indeed a strange thing for the paper goblins, because it has also been boosted by chance before, and now it is not comparable to before.

But even so, the paper goblin didn't judge the exact location at the beginning, and the magic circle that Donnie had set up didn't react at all.

This situation is obviously not normal, and it is likely that some strange person has secretly invaded this place.

After the paper goblin reacted, he immediately raised his vigilance, and in a short time found the location of the ticking sound, and saw the blood spot in the corner of the wall.

A line of blood or red paint appears on the wall, from corner to corner.

Seeing this scene, the paper fairy immediately realized that something really happened, and it reacted quickly, almost in the blink of an eye, thinking of the story it had just seen.

In the story, there is an introduction to the Blood Shadow, or the Dark Red Shadow. It was a legendary demon of hell, roughly a dark red dripping figure of blood, a monstrous figure capable of burrowing into a room through a narrow passage in the apartment, and then killing people silently and transferring them out silently.

The Scarlet Shadow is one of the more widespread urban legends that circulate in Pogginis and the surrounding area, but in the eyes of witchers and some professional scholars, this weirdness is not real, but just a story made up.

Paper goblins have a wide range of knowledge, and basically do not refuse books to come, and the content of books that have been read or eaten will be firmly remembered by it, so paper goblins also know strange things about legends.

Even in a matter of seconds, it guessed this fact and released a group of paper soldiers.

Compared to the previous time, the progress of the paper fairy is reflected in the number of paper people under control, the strength is stronger, and the ability to condense paper wings to fly.

The dwarfed paper soldiers rushed to the red line, only to be caught by the dark red arms sticking out of the smaller beads of blood, even if they poked and slashed at the arm with their toothpick-like swords.

Just as the paper elf hesitated whether he should go over, Donnie, who was sitting and meditating, opened his eyes.

At the beginning, Donnie really didn't notice anything abnormal, and the improvised magic array that had been set up was not triggered. But as the battle between the paper goblins and the unknown monster began, the meditative Donnie was immediately awakened.