Pollution throughout the territory

Everything happened so suddenly, and the huge changes that happened one after another left him no time to think calmly.

The scene in front of him made Xia Ren wonder if Zhou Yuan was nearby and dragged him into the crazy dream he had constructed.

"We must find the others quickly!"

Xia Ren made a decision immediately.

A series of explosions, earthquakes, and floods made him realize how crazy the Youthful Society's plot would be at such a high price.

The continuous accumulation of corpses on the lake shocked his sanity and made him feel deeply panicked.

A terrifying word closely related to heretics appeared in his mind:

Sacrifice!

And what needs to be destroyed to destroy the entire city and gather so many lives to summon is none other than the old god with the power to destroy heaven and earth!

Back in the Moka Desert, dozens of Sons of the Wind were able to summon the cold god of death, Itakua.

But now, he didn't think that his meager strength could stop a sacrifice of this scale, so the first thing he thought of was to protect the safety of Qin Yun and the others, and then...

In short, let’s run away first!

When the sky falls, there is a high ceiling. The Foundation and the Superman Association can come up in large numbers. If they can't solve it, then they can just go up and deliver food.

After making the decision, Xia Ren turned around and planned to climb to a higher place first, observe the surrounding landforms, and then try to search for the location of Qin Yun and the others.

There are steep embankments along the river bank. Probably due to lack of maintenance, the soil has long been soft and covered with low bushes.

However, he couldn't smell any vegetation at this moment, and his sense of smell was completely occupied by blood.

Xia Ren climbed up the embankment and soon saw a jungle.

"After being soaked by the flood, Qin Yun's mobile phone must not be usable. Even if it can be used, there is no signal here, and I don't have Lily's body tissue. If I want to find them, I can only rely on luck."

He used his tentacles to pull himself to the top of the tree and observed the lake he had just stretched out from a high place. He was surprised to find that it turned out to be a huge reservoir.

Under the night sky, less than two kilometers away from him, the majestic dam was like a miracle, spanning the empty valley and cutting off the water flow.

It is so spectacular that it shocks people's vision and even makes people doubt the power of nature.

Although he has never been here, Xia Ren has heard about this dam for a long time, and he can call its name just by looking at it:

Hoover Dam.

It is said that this building existed two years ago and was a water conservancy project built at no cost by the country that ruled this land at that time.

Although the country was invaded by surrounding enemy countries soon after the dam was completed, the dam has been preserved because of its location and function.

To this day, the Hoover Dam is also an important water conservancy facility in the city of Acera and even the entire Arizona metropolitan area. It can not only provide cheap hydropower and clean water sources to surrounding cities, but also regulate water resources for most cities downstream. .

Unexpectedly, this building, which was written into the textbook, would be used as an altar for the Eternal Society to hold sacrificial rituals.

Xia Ren can already predict how much energy the Supreme Alliance government will spend after today to cover up the destruction of Esela City and the pollution of the Hoover Dam.

What's more, millions of residents lost their voice overnight, and the famous tourist city of Essela disappeared from the map. If reported, it would subvert people's understanding and cause violent social unrest and panic.

"What a bunch of complete lunatics!"

Xia Ren wanted to curse.

If the instigators Alan Bart and Ray Nuttall appeared in front of him, he would make them regret being born in this world!

After knowing where he was now, Xia Ren was about to come down from the top of the tree when he suddenly noticed a few faint sounds coming from the jungle in the distance.

"Is he a member of the Ageless Society who is preparing to start the ceremony?"

No matter who it is, anyone who can appear here now is worthy of vigilance.

Xia Ren put away his tentacles, pulled out the crowbar from behind, jumped down from the top of the tree, and galloped towards the opponent.

"who?"

In the woods, a figure in a black cloak noticed the movement around him and let out a hoarse scream.

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind came, and a black crowbar had passed through the cloak and was pressed against his neck.

The latter stood frozen on the spot, the intimidating aura of the crowbar making him stiff and unable to move.

"Who are you?"

Xia Ren asked while reaching out with his other hand to lift the other person's cloak.

In the dark jungle, he saw a withered face.

That's right, withering.

Although the other party still looks like a human and retains human facial features, the skin all over his body seems to have lost its elasticity. His age is even more exaggerated than that of an old man who is over a hundred years old. His drooped eyelids even cover his entire eyes. .

His scalp was also in a similar situation. Most of his hair had fallen off, leaving only a few scattered hard golden short hairs, which looked abrupt and ugly like Populus euphratica in the desolate Gobi Desert.

"Ho ho..."

The humanoid monster wanted to speak, but all it could make was a gurgling sound from its throat.

Time was running out, and Xia Ren had no time to waste with the other party. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there were already two dark holes.

"Ice Slavery!"

The temperature of the surrounding air dropped suddenly, and the monster straightened up and opened its mouth. Then, cold white frost condensed on its surface until it covered its entire body, freezing it completely.

After two seconds, the latter knelt down on one knee:

"My...Lord..."

"Who are you?"

Xia Ren asked again.

"I am……"

Although the monster's pronunciation was very vague this time, as if his throat had melted, I could barely make out what he wanted to express.

Xia Ren couldn't help but widen his eyes after hearing him say his name.

"You are actually Alan Bart!"

How could you be Alan Bart!

Xia Ren was a little in disbelief.

Shouldn't the other party have turned into a slime aberration in his room? How could it be like this now?

Could it be that both Qin Yun and her own ideas were wrong?

He grabbed the other party's collar: "Why are you like this, and what monsters did you summon? Tell me everything!"

In a muffled voice, Alan Bart described the purgatory-like torture he had suffered in the past few days.

All the changes came from that day, when he was introduced to a woman and bought two antiques from her:

An old record player, and a shabby book written with words from an unknown period.