Monster Editor: I can create evil gods

Jeeps, forming a convoy, buzzed towards the slums of the East End.

Due to such a big chaos just now, the streets became even more messy, and the stalls and shops on the road stood listless shopkeepers, although their eyes were dark, their eyes did not show a red color, and they did not rush up directly like before to fight with Su Ziyu and his group.

Safely exiting Block Thirteen, the jeep convoy walked onto the main road and buzzed ahead.

Half an hour later, factories were arranged irregularly on both sides of the road, most of them had withered, and Shangguan Miao and his party deliberately stopped to investigate several factories, except for spider webs and blood stains, there was only one rotten and smelly corpse in the factory

, and they still maintained an excited look on their faces before they died, and their hands were on the handle of the machine, as if they were working until the last moment.

"Their mental power has been exhausted... It seems that the pollution here is indeed very serious as the intelligence says.

An investigator from the Church of Knowledge quickly scratched the notebook and then moved on to the next place.

Opening the door and getting in, the jeep convoy buzzed again and roared, drove up the main road again, and continued further afield.

Ten minutes later, they surveyed no less than twenty factories and dwellings in shantytowns, except for the red blood stained with courtyards and white bricks, only a body that had long since decomposed.

Until, until, they came to a textile factory.

When Su Ziyu just walked in here, he felt that the sweaty hairs all over his body instantly stood up, and the rest of the people also put on an attack posture one after another, because a pair of eyes in the field were staring at them.

Yes, this textile factory is not as devoid of living people as before.

The situation here is completely different from the previous one.

Looms are neatly arranged, and weavers in old overalls are standing behind the machines, smiling with excitement on their faces, working endlessly.

"Their insomnia was taken away... became a madman who only knows work...,"

Diana covered her face and said bitterly.

For her, the last thing she wants is for her people to be hurt.

"These people... How long have you been working...?"

muttered An Yuxuan as she looked at the textile woman who seemed to have turned into a puppet and her eyes were filled with a lot of bloodshot.

The scene of this scene is no less shocking than seeing the underwater city 'Lalaye' at that time.

"Their spiritual power is almost exhausted."

Su Ziyu's pupils briefly turned into five-pointed stars and flashed.

He could see that the physical condition of these textile women was very bad.

At this moment, suddenly all the textile women suddenly shifted their gazes, and a pair of terrifying eyes full of bloodshots, eye bags and dark circles were staring at Su Ziyu and his group.

"Targeted."

Shangguan Miao pulled out a thorn whip and flicked it gently.

"Ready?" Shangguan Miao took a step forward and said softly, "Remember, it's best to catch it alive, we need to know what happened here before." "

Yes!"

A dozen investigators rushed up at the same time, Qiu Lin didn't want to go up, but An Yuxuan was watching behind him, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he gritted his teeth and still followed.

However, he had already consumed a lot of physical strength in his previous battle with the 'Five Colors Society', and he was also slightly injured, and it was inevitable that he would suffer some losses when he encountered such a battle again.

As soon as he entered the battlefield, he was immediately surrounded by several textile women, and his arms and shoulders were attacked twice.

However, Qiu Lin's strength is here after all, and after adapting to the battle here, he has become more and more skilled, until he saw An Yuxuan surrounded by three textile women armed with scissors, and thought to himself, the opportunity for heroes to save beauty has come, and hurriedly swept towards that position

, just when there was still twenty or thirty meters away from An Yuxuan, suddenly the ceiling of the factory cracked, and cement bricks collapsed one by one, and then a black shadow swept from the smoke and dust at an extremely fast speed.

Qiu Lin didn't even be able to see the specific appearance of the black shadow, only felt a sharp pain in the chest position, looked down, the shoulder moved down three centimeters was pierced by a blood hole, if not for his subconscious movement, this blow may directly penetrate his heart.

After thinking of this possibility, a strong sense of crisis suddenly rose in Qiu Lin's heart, and he pulled out his legs and was about to escape.

However, the speed of that black shadow was faster, hardly giving him any room to escape, and the moment Qiu Lin stepped forward, he also immediately set off.

Before he could catch up with Julin, he suddenly heard an ear-piercing scream in his ears, and the sound wave was filled with terrible spiritual pollution, similar to ultrasound, ethereal and abrasive.

"Ah..."

Qiu Lin covered his head, and the sudden swelling pain almost made him faint.

This kind of mental impact that goes straight into the depths of the brain is crazy as if it is going to tear people in half.

Spiritual attacks are already very rare, but all the polluted citizens in Mo City can more or less send out such spiritual impacts.

Even because of the degree of contamination, the mental impact they emit will be different.

"Bang!"

Facing the fist that suddenly flew towards him, seeing that he couldn't dodge, Qiu Lin had to grit his teeth, clasped his fists to protect his face, and only heard a muffled click.

He knew that his bones were shattered, and a terrifying force came, and Qiu Lin's face was deeply sunken, flying upside down like a broken kite, his face was covered with blood, and he was extremely vicious.

And this black shadow, after repelling Qiu Lin, was approaching An Yuxuan who was facing away from him at a faster speed.

It was also at this time that everyone could see the specific appearance of this black shadow.

I saw that she roughly looked like a human body, more than two meters high, but the head above the neck was bare, without specific facial features, but there were large or small twisted faces, all women, fierce faces, blind, and when you saw their faces, you knew that these people were all female workers in this textile factory.

They looked as if they had been nailed to a head by a sewing machine, and they looked both hideous and weird.

And what Fang only let out the spiritual scream was the terrifying face.

"Mutants?"

At this time, the Shangguan chief priest was still bearing most of the pressure of the textile women in another battle circle, and after seeing that An Yuxuan was in danger, he threw the thorn teaching whip in his hand, and dozens of spiritual exercises flew out one after another, instantly knocking off a large number of textile female workers.

Just as she was preparing to help ahead, a figure suddenly appeared, and in an instant came to An Yuxuan's side, that beautiful face with a little mature charm, giving people a sense of security that had been lost for a long time.