Pollution throughout the territory

At this moment, behind the church, is the priest's residence.

Wearing black casual clothes, a middle-aged woman with long hair stood in front of the bedroom door. Instead of going in, she looked at the silhouette of the priest through the door curtain and listened to his frantic mumbling.

"I am not wrong……

I saved everyone,

I want to break the curse in this town so that everyone can be free again...

I am not wrong……

I am not wrong……"

Suddenly, the priest roared ferociously: "Speak quickly! I am not wrong!!!"

Several vague tentacles protruded from behind the door curtain, seeming to want to tear the woman into pieces. However, the latter did not react and just stood still, seemingly ready to face death.

The tentacles stiffened and then quickly retracted.

After a long time, the priest's hoarse voice came out from inside:

"……It is my fault."

His tone became calmer, but there was unimaginable madness in it: "These fungi can't break the curse and make everyone return to normal. They are demons that even gods are afraid of.

My family, including the ancestors of everyone in this town, have been eroded by the power of demons, and they rely on the blessing of holy objects to continue to this day.

And now, I have ruined it all with my own hands. "

The priest's tone suddenly became stern: "You have deceived me! You induced me to smash the idols and release the real curse. You made me blaspheme the gods who truly protect everyone!"

"The purpose of sending me here is to take away the sacred objects, but it seems that you are unwilling to hand over the sacred objects."

The woman's tone was not surprising, as if she had long known that things would turn out like this: "But, it is really stupid. For the sake of other people and boring beliefs, I am willing to become this ugly. No wonder I was deceived."

She said, covering her mouth and laughing.

Regarding such provocative behavior, the priest remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

The woman laughed for a while, stopped by herself, and said: "My mission this time, in addition to killing you and taking away the holy objects, is also to use the holy objects to purify this town and all the pollution in the town. Lose."

"But the higher-ups look down on me too much, or in other words, they look down on you too much. This is the disadvantage of being in a high position. You don't even know that your pet has grown enough to eat its owner."

The priest finally spoke: "Then why do you still come?"

The woman laughed again, laughing so hard that her shoulders were shaking: "I deliberately didn't remind them that even if I betrayed them, I wouldn't be able to survive, but it would be my final revenge to make those who are above me suffer a little bit." .”

She shouted: "Father, you have no limits!

The residents of the town, including yourself, and everything you are familiar with, have been transformed into monsters.

You no longer have to work hard to maintain your meager and distorted rationality, just let go and do what you want to do!

Destroy everything! "

The woman finished speaking in one breath, then paused, the crazy look in her eyes disappeared, revealing a bit of clarity.

She took out her pistol, put it to her temple, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"goodbye."

There was a "bang" gunshot, and the crimson blood and brains were blasted out, splattering on the wall nearby. The woman's body also fell to the ground.

Until the end, there was a chilling smile on her lips.

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"Hey, hey, isn't it..."

Xia Ren jumped up from the rooftop and looked at the church in the center of the town with wide eyes.

Behind that, like an earthquake, low buildings collapsed.

In the diffuse smoke and dust, a huge and terrifying outline gradually emerged.

"What on earth did they two say?"

Xia Ren is still confused until now.

The Eye of Lulim and the original control of Rootless Water allowed Xia Ren to see extremely far away, but he could not hear any sound.

So all he saw was that the woman suddenly appeared, said something to the priest, and then suddenly took out a gun and committed suicide. There was no warning in the process. It was so sudden that it looked like a randomly edited bad movie. He couldn't guess where the plot would go next. What an amazing place to develop.

"Although I don't know why the priest suddenly went berserk, this may be a good opportunity for me."

If the transcendent object is really a gem dug out of the god's statue and can inhibit the growth of fungi, then the priest will definitely not take it with him.

Therefore, Xia Ren boldly predicted that the holy objects should be hidden in the church.

If the priest had stayed where he was, it would have been very difficult for him to obtain the holy object, but now, the opportunity had come.

Perhaps because of some order, the pagans in the town suddenly froze on the spot. Then, they no longer searched for houses, but gathered in one direction.

Xia Ren looked in that direction and found that it was a cemetery on the edge of the town. Judging from the size, it was estimated that generations of ancestors of this town were buried there.

"What do they do in the cemetery?"

Although he wanted to wait and see, if he delayed it any longer, he didn't know what would happen.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xia Ren jumped from the roof, ran along the eaves of the residents' houses, through the blockade gap where the pagans leaked, and rushed towards the church.

This town has existed for a long time, and the buildings have long begun to age, but they can only be maintained today by the constant repairs of the residents.

He was careful enough, but still accidentally stepped on a piece of roof.

Several green tiles fell down and shattered into pieces on the street. Although the sound was slight, it was enough to attract attention.

At the street entrance, a heretic suddenly stopped and looked over.

But before he could call his companions, a tentacle suddenly stretched out and swept him away in the blink of an eye.

His companion not far behind him was stunned when he saw this scene, as if he still didn't understand what just happened.

As soon as this companion walked over, a dark crowbar was shot from the blind spot at the corner of the street, and went straight through his head. The crowbar's remaining power was not reduced, and it even drove his body, pinning him to the person behind him. on the wall.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Ren used his tentacles to swing over without touching the ground. He took away the crowbar and the corpse of the heretic, and then swung back to the roof.

Other pagans passed by, looked at the empty streets, and left again.

After doing all this, Xia Ren wiped the non-existent sweat on his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It was so dangerous, I almost got discovered."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Ren suddenly felt like a light on his back, and a terrifying sight fell on him.

He turned his head and saw a terrifying figure standing on the spire of the church under the hazy sky.

The opponent was extremely strong, three meters tall, with white hair flowing in the wind. The explosive muscles on his body were covered by a layer of brown-black carpet-like objects. It was impossible to tell whether these carpets were solid or something. The surface is covered with ravines, and in those cracks, something blue and liquid-like is flowing.

The carpet has no fixed shape. It is like breathing, constantly expanding and contracting on a small scale, changing its shape.

But it is not at all as ugly as the ones covered by other pagans. Instead, it has an extremely distorted beauty that makes people unconsciously think of art - crazy art.

Although he had never met him directly, Xia Ren relied on his intuition to recognize the other party's identity at a glance.

"Father!"

The two looked at each other from a distance.

The priest looked at Xia Ren with his blue eyes.

His appearance is different from other disgusting aberrations Xia Ren has seen. His burly and muscular body completely fits the human aesthetic of the word "power", coupled with his knife-like facial contours and that With pure white hair, if the situation were different, the priest would definitely be able to make countless women scream and be obsessed with him.

Xia Ren gave him a thumbs up.

The priest tilted his head, not understanding what the other person was praising him at this time.

Xia Ren didn't care what the priest thought. After aiming at a good angle, he raised the crowbar with his other hand and threw it with all his strength.

The top of the crowbar cut through the air, and at the moment when it was released, it even produced a sonic boom due to its extremely fast speed.

With a sharp whistling sound, the crowbar flew in front of the priest almost instantly.

This attack came suddenly. Although the priest reacted quickly, he still couldn't completely dodge it. He could only tilt his body to the side, avoiding the important heart position.

The crowbar passed him by, and in an instant, several buildings behind the church were impacted by huge force and collapsed in smoke and dust.

Until then, the pagans who noticed the movement raised their heads and looked at the sky.

The priest covered his chest with one hand and looked at Xia Ren's position again, only to find that he had disappeared.

Blood with blue light spots flowed down, and his right shoulder was a blur of flesh and blood. His arm hung down weakly, swaying in the air, with almost only a little flesh remaining connected to the body, and white bone stubble exposed in the air. It made his injuries look particularly serious.

But the priest didn't care, as if he had lost his sense of pain, and his expression didn't even change.

The brown-black fungi covering the body surface spread toward the wound, rapidly growing in size to replace the lost flesh and blood. In just one breath, the injury on his shoulder that was dripping with blood just now was healed. .

Standing at the highest point, the priest glanced around the town and could not find Xia Ren again.

He no longer paid attention to Xia Ren, but looked far away in the direction of the cemetery, his eyes deep, as if he wanted to confirm something.

There was a loud "boom", and the church's spire exploded into a cloud of dust, while the priest's burly body pierced the sky like a meteorite.

The pagans started rioting, waving their weapons, making strange sounds like wood breaking, jumping onto houses, or opening sewer manhole covers, searching for any suspicious traces.

Taking advantage of the fact that the siege was not so tight, Xia Ren was relying on his speed advantage to quickly travel between the buildings.

"If this continues, it will be troublesome if you can't find what you want later."

He crossed the church and came to the ruins first, picking up his crowbar.

The Holy Sword of Physics is the only weapon he can rely on at present, and it is one of the few things that can effectively kill pollutants. If it is lost, his combat effectiveness will probably be further reduced.

Observing the pagans running around looking for traces of him, Xia Ren couldn't help but worry about the housing agent.

"I hope everyone is okay."

He prayed for the other party in his heart. After all, if the real estate agent was caught, judging from the current state of the other party, he would basically die.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether the real estate agent dies or not. The main reason is that there are clues about his past that haven't been revealed yet, so at least I hope he survives until the matter is over.

Xia Ren was about to leave the place when his eyes accidentally glanced at a relatively large photo frame among the ruins.

Although most of the picture was covered by dust, Xia Ren was still keenly aware of something strange in it.

He bent down to pick up the photo, shook off the dust on it, and wiped it with his hand briefly, and then he could clearly see the content inside.

Xia Ren couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

What he held in his hand was a family portrait, with a total of six people in the family, two old people, two middle-aged people, and two children.

They were all laughing, but the strange thing was that, without exception, these people looked deformed!

Absolutely abnormal height and body shape, sparse hair, as thin as paper, swollen skin with clearly visible blood vessels inside, as well as weird facial features and twisted fingers.

If a photo like this is said to be a prop from a horror movie, some people will believe it, but if it is said to be a family photo of a normal person, it is guaranteed that everyone will look at you as if you are a fool.

Even Xia Ren, who had seen countless horrific scenes, felt a little creepy when he saw this photo.

"Could it be that they were taken after they transformed into monsters?"

Xia Ren looked at the back of the photo. There were numbers 1090, 7, and 16 written on it. 1090 should be the year of shooting, and the following ones were the more precise sun and moon.

This year is New Era 1106, which means this place was like this sixteen years ago.

"Could it be that the accident recorded in the hospital notes happened at least sixteen years ago?"

Xia Ren couldn't help but start to doubt his own memory, but that was wrong. If the hospital had been abandoned at least sixteen years ago, it would definitely not be able to remain as it is now. Moreover, although the notes are often used, they are still relatively new overall. It has been left for such a long time.

In order to verify his idea, he took the risk and entered several houses to look at the photos inside.

But in these photos, without exception, they are all deformed people.

The more he looked at it, the more chills ran down his spine.

Could it be that before the pollution broke out, the residents of this town were already in this ugly state!

No wonder they don’t go to the city’s hospital when they’re sick. No wonder the taxi driver I’m looking for has never heard of this place. No wonder the road here is so difficult to find...

"What the hell does this happen?"

Xia Ren looked at the gray sky above his head, hearing the harsh screams of the pagans in his ears, which felt extremely absurd.

"What exactly happened in this small town?"

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"Ah sneeze!"

The real estate agent sneezed, causing pain in his body, and he grinned in pain.

"Xia Ren should start fighting with the priest now."

He rubbed his nose, stood up from the chair, walked to the window, and looked at the collapsed church tower through the broken glass.

"I hope everyone is okay."

The real estate agent prayed for Xia Ren in his heart, hoping that he would be lucky enough to defeat the priest who was comparable to an apostle.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether Xia Ren dies or not, the main thing is that if he can't get the sacred object, he won't survive tonight.

The real estate agent is most concerned about his own life.

"Speaking of which, the descendants of these nobles from the once glorious pirate country are actually extinct in this way. Sure enough, their ancestors have accumulated too many sins."

The housing agent also noticed the commotion outside, but normally no one would come to this hospital, so he chose to hide here.

But, that's the general situation.

The real estate agent also didn't expect that the priest didn't care about Xia Ren and went directly to the cemetery.

Now the goal of all the pagans is to overturn the entire town and must find this outsider. However, in this way, the real estate agent who had planned to lie all the way to the end suffered a disaster.

Really afraid of what might happen, he found that a heretic had broken through the wall and was walking towards this side.

"This is going to be troublesome."

The real estate agent smiled wryly.

His current body is extremely weak. Let alone escaping, even climbing out of the window is more difficult now.

"I don't want to die so soon..."

The real estate agent took out the ghost water from his pocket and took a sip to cheer up.

At this time, the heretic who rushed in noticed his figure, and immediately ran over with a weapon in hand.

The real estate agent wiped the corners of his mouth, stretched out his hand to him, and spread his fingers.

"steal!"

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"Ruined!"

Waving his tentacles, he threw the heretic high into the air. Xia Ren turned around at the same time and threw out the crowbar, inserting it into the chest of another heretic. Then he ran over in a few steps, kicked the opponent with one foot, and stretched out his hand to pull the crowbar. The stick was pulled out, bringing out a large pool of dark blood.

The heretic he kicked knocked down his companion who had just arrived, and together they knocked a huge gap into the solid wall behind.

More and more pagans were coming. Xia Ren glanced around and escaped from the gap he had just knocked out without hesitation.

"Kaka!"

A pagan made a strange cry, and then,

"Kaka" "Kaka"

"Kakakakakakakaka..."

The dense sound was like locusts vibrating their wings collectively, and the surrounding air vibrated together.

If you look from above, you can clearly see that large numbers of heretics are rushing towards Xia Ren's direction from all directions like a black torrent.

Almost every ten meters he moved, he inevitably had to fight an enemy.

Moreover, these pagans are extremely difficult to deal with. The distortion caused by fungal parasitism has greatly enhanced their physiques, making them far more than twice as powerful as ordinary people in terms of speed and strength. They are also very resistant to fighting. Even with Xia Ren's strength, light Even with fists and feet, they could not be effectively killed. Only crowbars could cause obvious injuries to them.

Xia Ren felt that he had become the prey of the ant colony, and the enemies he faced seemed to be endless, and he could not kill them all.

If he gets into a fight, he will grind these heretics to death!

And even if it is not completely surrounded, the current situation is not optimistic.

The haze permeating the town has increased the growth rate of neurofungus. Xia Ren's condition is becoming more and more serious. Under the influence of the disease, his physical energy consumption has also greatly increased. Now just escaping has consumed all his experience. , If this continues, let alone going to the church to look for that transcendent thing, he will soon die of exhaustion on the way!

Although he knew from the beginning that it was completely impossible to operate completely secretly within such a dense enemy, he did not expect it to be so troublesome, or he had no choice but to do it. Do.

Quantity leads to qualitative changes, and Xia Ren would rather face the apostles than face these monsters with terrifying numbers.

"Continuing like this is not the way to go. I have to change my fighting style as soon as possible. There is no end to the heathen's physical strength, but if I continue to run away blindly, not only will I not be able to achieve my goal, but it will also put me at an irreparable disadvantage. "

However, in this case, what else can be done?

Xia Ren was running, analyzing calmly, observing the surrounding environment, and fighting the infidels blocking the road ahead. It could be said that he was multi-tasking.

"Yes!"

Ways to stop the infidels.

Xia Ren suddenly leaned down and avoided the attack of a heretic in front. At the same time, he picked up the crowbar and pierced the hooked part into the opponent's body. Then he stopped and, with himself as the center, dragged the opponent and threw him away. After two circles, all surrounding enemies were temporarily forced back.

After doing all this, the poor pagan's screams were heartbreaking and could be heard far away.

Xia Ren threw him hard to the ground, then stepped on his head, causing blood to splash everywhere.

Although the surrounding pagans did not have much fear of death, seeing such a brutal scene, some remaining instincts in their hearts made them stop briefly and did not dare to step forward.

"Look, the plane!"

In the extremely tense atmosphere, Xia Ren's abrupt and somewhat absurd words had an unexpected effect. All the pagans concentrated their energy on him. After hearing this sentence, they subconsciously followed the direction he pointed. Look.

Of course nothing.

Taking this opportunity, Xia Ren did not encounter any obstruction and plunged into the closed restaurant next to him.

The pagans reacted, knowing that they were being played, and rushed in with an angry "click" sound.

But after all, the reaction was a step too slow, so it was naturally in vain.

Xia Ren has broken through the roof and escaped from above.

At this time, one of his shoulders was carrying dozens of kilograms of gas tanks respectively, his eyes were shining with excitement, and a cheeky smile appeared on his face.

This feeling was just like when they were chased by the Sons of the Wind in the Moka Desert.

Dangerous, but just because of the danger, it’s exciting!

The fighting factor in Xia Ren's body has been completely activated!

Before the momentum subsided, the others were still in the air, looking at the angry pagans below and laughing.

"Hahahahaha, you idiots, try the power of modern technology!"

He opened his mouth and bit the valve of the gas tank with his hard teeth. Under the huge pressure, the liquid gas inside finally found its release point and spurted out wildly.

With a ferocious look on his face, Xia Ren threw the leaking tank downwards and shouted at the same time:

"Times have changed!"

The pagans didn't even have sense, and obviously they couldn't be expected to have much wisdom. Facing the thrown jars, they didn't think about blocking them, but treated them as simple weapons and got out of the way.

Then, the gas tank collided with the tile floor, causing sparks to shine.

The next moment.

"boom--"

The huge explosion brought up billowing air waves, blowing Xia Ren higher into the sky. The flying fragments of buildings and furniture hit him like raindrops, but they did not pose any threat to Xia Ren, who had the toughness effect.

The pagans who were at the center of the explosion were not so lucky. Because they gathered relatively densely, the power of the explosion further increased. Dozens of pagans were blown away. The lucky ones bumped into their companions, but the luck was average. After hitting the wall, given their physiques, they would not suffer serious injuries, but there were a few unlucky ones who had their necks cut off by flying kitchen knives, or hit something hard while retreating. They were disemboweled directly with sharp objects. In short, each had their own cruel methods.

Xia Ren also did not expect that in a small space, just a gas tank could produce such great power, and the number of enemies it killed could almost catch up with the number of enemies he had killed along the way.

If the number of enemies is relatively small, there is really no way to produce such a big effect.

However, the more this happened, the more excited he became and his smile became more unrestrained.

The door to the new world that had not been completely opened in the Moka Desert last time was finally completely liberated. Xia Ren experienced an unprecedented sense of freshness.

The tentacles stretched out and pulled him to the roof aside. The pagans affected by the explosion had not yet climbed up again. He was no longer satisfied with this and ran to other places, continuing to provoke, and slowed down his escape speed, deliberately Circle in a small area to gather more pagans.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

boom--

There was another explosion, accompanied by flames reaching into the sky, and the figures of the heretics being blown away.

Looking at this scene, Xia Ren's hands were shaking with excitement.

He licked his lips, and a strong...pleasure surged from the bottom of his heart!

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ps: Xia Ren experienced the thrill of explosion for the first time in Chapter 367, Son of the Wind.