Pollution throughout the territory

The roads that lacked repairs had become potholed, and some of the rain that had fallen in the morning had accumulated in the potholes without evaporating.

In the early years, in order to save highway tolls, many large trucks would choose to take a detour here. However, as the road conditions worsened, even truck drivers were reluctant to pass here.

Especially late at night, the road is even more deserted. Only the chirping of insects still echoes in the wilderness. From time to time, sneaky black shadows flash through the weeds on both sides of the road. They are all stray wild dogs and stray dogs that no one cares about. wildcat.

Next to the highway, there is a two-story building.

Judging from the dusty signboard and facade, this is an ordinary store, which mainly sells drinks, cigarettes and the like, and provides a place for passing drivers to rest.

This is also a small restaurant. You can order some simple fried rice and noodles. Of course, there will be no problem in filling your stomach, but the taste is certainly not guaranteed.

Maybe before long, this store will be closed due to the decrease in customers. If any driver wants to come here for a hot meal, he will have to leave disappointed.

Late into the night, the store was still open, the door ajar, but there was no one at the counter.

The light at the door illuminates a short section of the road ahead, and the bugs attracted by the light rotate and dance around the already yellowed light bulb.

A cool breeze blew by, and under the light, two figures suddenly appeared.

At the front is an old wheelchair. Sitting in the wheelchair is a man with gray hair but a young face. He is all skinny and skinny, and his clothes are all pulled down, as if there is just a dry skeleton inside, and his trouser legs also look a bit hollow. , swaying gently from side to side when blown by the wind. It is obvious that the muscles in the whole body have degenerated. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is already a miracle that he can survive to this day.

However, even though he looks so weak and his face looks like a dead person, his eyes are extremely bright. Just by looking at these eyes, others can feel the majestic vitality in them, like a turbulent flowing spring.

Pushing the wheelchair behind him was a strong man with a completely opposite physical condition.

Even the word strong man is no longer enough to describe his appearance.

This is a terrifying behemoth that is two meters tall and weighs more than two hundred kilograms. He is wearing a white undershirt. His bare arms are thicker than other people's torsos. The bulging muscles all over his body are like rocks on a mountain. , giving people a heavy sense of power.

With such a size, just standing still can give people a strong sense of oppression. In terms of size alone, he has even surpassed the Siberian hamsters that live in the cold areas of Beizhou.

The wheelchair in front of him was like a child's toy. Perhaps because of pushing the wheelchair for a long time, his back was always bent and looked a little hunched.

A frail disabled man and a giant man who was so strong that it was beyond ordinary people's imagination. When the two of them were paired together, they seemed inexplicably harmonious.

Hongsen looked up at the sign above his head, and then looked at the empty store through the glass door, with a bit of a smile on his face.

"Let's go in, he's on the second floor."

"OK."

Big Bear showed a naive smile while bending down to push the wheelchair into the store.

As soon as he entered the door, Big Bear smelled the strong smell of blood.

Looking down, I saw a large trail of blood extending from behind the counter to the stairs next to the shelves, and then spread along the stairs to the second floor.

Just looking at this scene, he could also imagine the body being dragged up by its feet.

"How cruel."

Daxiong's tone was somewhat contradictory, and he obviously didn't like this rough approach.

He grabbed the sides of the wheelchair with his broad hands, lowered his head, and walked up to the second floor holding the wheelchair.

This is where the boss and his family live. Although there are messy goods placed on the walls, it is generally tidy.

The smell of blood was even stronger, and there were messy blood stains on the floor, which looked like the floor of a slaughterhouse.

The sound of sucking came, accompanied by the sound of gurgling swallowing. The two of them followed the blood stains with their eyes. Under the dim light, in the corner of the living room, there was a swollen monster that had always been dark and crawling.

Daxiong knew that Hongsen hated blood on the wheelchair, so he kept holding it without putting it down.

Probably sensing that someone was coming, the monster turned its sarcoma-like head. There were several asymmetrical eyes scattered on the place that could barely be called a face, which was extremely terrifying.

He had a long, tube-like mouthpart, which was currently inserted into the body beneath him, sucking continuously.

Balls of liquid pus continued to enter his body along the mouthparts.

At the same time, the body was rapidly drying up, and in the end not even the skin was left.

There were already several sets of clothes scattered around the monster, two of which were clearly sized for children.

"What are you doing here?"

The dark monster's tone was full of vigilance.

His appearance is gradually changing, eventually returning to his human form.

The brown-pink hair has not changed at all, and under the same brown-pink eyebrows, the dark eyes are staring eagerly.

He was the apostle of Bagh Shas who Xia Ren met in the small bar in Esela City, disguised as a bartender.

"It's so miserable."

Hongsen looked at his body.

The bartender's right arm has disappeared. At the same time, the position of his shoulder has gradually been eroded into the color and texture of yellow sand. Even at the edge of the broken arm, a few pieces of yellow sand are still falling off.

Now the yellow sand has spread to half of his chest, and the bartender obviously has no good countermeasures. If he continues like this, his whole body will be replaced by yellow sand in a few days.

The bartender's voice was cold: "If you are just here to laugh at me, then get out of here before I get angry!"

Daxiong couldn't stand others speaking rudely to Hongsen, and immediately glared: "You are so fucking arrogant, you!"

His voice was deep and loud, and the sound shook the glass in the room. The bartender subconsciously showed fear, but soon became more angry.

"OK OK."

Hongsen comforted Big Bear and then said, "I'm here to help you."

"help me?"

"Yes, just like we helped you last time, you can still fulfill your long-cherished wish."

Although the bartender was moved, he also understood his current situation: "I no longer have the power to perform the ceremony again. Even if I continue to replenish my magic power, my body's collapse cannot be stopped."

Hong Sen showed a meaningful smile: "This is indeed a problem. I think you should have noticed that the curse used by Xinni Grant on you has nothing to do with the body. What his magic really corrodes is your soul. If you let it go, If you don't care, you may be completely dead in less than three days."

"But, we have a way. Do you want to change your future?"