Pollution throughout the territory

"Father, where's the cure for this damn fungus!"

Xia Ren stepped heavily on the ground, baring his sharp teeth and staring at the opponent with a look of violence in his eyes.

The skin all over his body was red, and the protruding veins and rock-hard refined muscles trembled together. The huge magic power was flowing rapidly, the rootless water was as active as boiling hot water, and the new hairs all over his body stood up.

The rising pollution level made it difficult for him to maintain an absolutely clear mind. The power churning in his body urgently needed to find a cathartic point to release!

so!

bring it on!

fighting!

Kill! ! !

Since you can't get the transcendent thing by yourself, then pry the answer you want from the enemy!

"Answer me, Father!!!"

Xia Ren's tentacles flicked back, then suddenly tightened, and with huge force the metal oil drum containing 200 gasoline was thrown towards the priest.

The priest frowned. A mere hard object could not pose any threat to him, so he stood there without moving, actually preparing to resist the blow with his burly body.

The moment the oil barrel was about to come into contact with the priest, Xia Ren raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

The bullet that exceeded the speed of sound hit the metal oil drum, and the sky suddenly burst into flames.

"What?"

The priest did not expect that this move would have such a back-up, and he was directly swallowed up by the flames, absorbing the full power of the explosion at close range.

Before the flames disappeared, Xia Ren had already picked up the crowbar and disappeared from the spot with a "whoosh" sound.

A deep pit was created on the ground, and the next second, his figure appeared in front of the priest, swung the crowbar, and hit the head with it!

In panic, the priest raised his hand to block the blow.

"ah--"

The priest let out a cry of pain. He fought hard to fight Xia Ren back, but his forearm was also broken, with sharp bone stubble exposed under the skin, and the shape of the entire forearm showed a terrifying bend.

With such a huge first-mover advantage, how could Xia Ren bypass the opponent so easily.

After only one fight, he had already seen that although the priest was powerful, he had little combat experience, otherwise the oil barrel at the beginning would never have been able to produce such a perfect effect.

While you are sick, I will kill you!

The person was still in mid-air before landing, and the tentacles had already rolled down, entangled one of the priest's legs, and then quickly pulled Xia Ren's body back.

The priest was still immersed in the pain of the explosion of the oil drum and the broken arm. He seemed a little overwhelmed in dealing with the successive attacks. Moreover, his huge size turned into a disadvantage. He was not as flexible as Xia Ren who had tentacles.

The priest bent down and opened his other good arm, trying to catch Xia Ren.

Using the power of the tentacles, Xia Ren's body suddenly descended, almost clinging to the ground, dodging the attack.

He pushed the hook end of the crowbar forward, and while sliding, he nailed the hook to the priest's ankle, and then pulled it out!

"ah--"

The hamstring was torn, and the priest screamed again and knelt on the ground on one knee.

"You kid!!!"

The priest's face no longer held the initial calmness. He roared angrily, and strips of sticky whip-like tissue stretched out from the fungus carpet on the surface of his body, wrapping around Xia Ren.

Xia Ren, who was still planning to pursue, suddenly felt a huge crisis. He forcibly twisted his body, took dozens of steps back frantically, and distanced himself from the priest.

Those sticky whip-like tissues seemed unable to stretch very far, and the ends drooped to the ground, spreading out like drunken vomit.

The soil contaminated by these slime molds appears black, and the grass on it seems to have absorbed all the nutrients, leaving only powder that turns to ash and is blown away by the wind.

The strong wind pressure generated by the fight between the two extinguished the flames caused by the explosion of the oil barrels. Only sporadic flames fell on the surrounding grass, still burning stubbornly.

The priest knelt on one knee, breathing heavily. He didn't know whether it was because of the fierce battle just now or the anger in his heart.

The flames burned the ends of his originally flowing white hair and curled it up, making it look messy, no better than the weeds on the ground.

A large number of blisters appeared on the skin on the front of the priest's body, many of which had exploded. Especially the skin on his face was peeling off in large swaths. The muscles inside were burned by high temperatures and were bleeding, and some places were even scorched black.

The broken arm was continuously spurting out a large amount of blood from the wound, and the priest barely managed to stop it by holding the arm tightly with his other hand.

He looked miserable and miserable at this time.

But then, the fungus blanket on the body quickly covered the wound. After a while of squirming, the fungus blanket retreated back to its original position. Those hideous and terrifying wounds had completely recovered, revealing brand new and complete skin.

Xia Ren looked at this scene with his brows furrowed.

This recovery speed is already comparable to my own rootless water.

Judging from this situation, it will take a long and fierce battle to completely defeat the priest.

If you want to solve it quickly, you must find where his weakness is.

"Do you have faith and someone you want to protect?"

The priest's tall body stood up again, and invisible pressure enveloped Xia Ren.

In the battle just now, it seemed that Xia Ren had the advantage and initiative, but in fact, the priest did not receive any essential damage. At best, it was just a superficial wound that could be healed at any time.

"Do you have faith!"

The priest suddenly became furious.

He strode towards Xia Ren, seemingly not moving quickly, but in fact, each step covered a distance of at least ten meters.

His heavy body brings a powerful deterrent, and every step sinks deeply into the soil, and the earth trembles because of his steps!

Xia Ren's heartbeat couldn't stop accelerating again. This kind of pressure was so familiar.

He recalled that Liu Fusheng, who was seriously injured at the time, was like this!

"apostle!"

Xia Ren grinned and his teeth collided together, making constant noises.

fear?

No, it's excitement.

This is right!

"Want to kill me?"

Xia Ren showed an even crazier expression and rushed forward: "Then come on!"

Not far away, the building in the town closest to them collapsed. Flames shot out dozens of meters high, spraying out a large amount of sparks, covering up the light of the setting sun.

Dirt flew and coffins scattered.

The two fight against each other again!

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A few kilometers away, on the highway.

The real estate agent leaned against the tree trunk in his chair and observed the violent battle through a telescope.

"To be able to reach this level with just one tentacle, how terrifying it would have been in its heyday. No wonder even the founder of the Wizards Alliance, Cinnie Grant, was so eager to win over him.

As expected, this guy cannot be judged by ordinary standards. "

The housing agent muttered.

"It's just that this priest is a little abnormal. If he is an apostle, he shouldn't be... so weak."

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"Hahahahaha!"

The entire depression was echoing with Xia Ren's wild laughter. The fishy wind blew in all directions, and the priest was once again in a state of embarrassment.

The huge gap in experience made it impossible for the two sides to fight evenly. Although the priest was much stronger than Xia Ren and had an overwhelming advantage in strength, he still could not gain the upper hand. Instead, Xia Ren kept finding opportunities.

That crowbar became the priest's hatred. Xia Ren's soft fists and feet hit him without any pain or itching at all. The beating and wrapping of the tentacles could only cause skin trauma, and those spiral hooks in the suction cups The sharp teeth were barely able to bite through his skin.

Only that ordinary-looking crowbar, with some unknown power attached to it, was able to directly break through the defense of the fungus carpet. Every attack tore through his own flesh and blood, causing severe pain that penetrated into the bone marrow!

Often old wounds are not healed, and new ones are added.

As the fighting continued, the priest's body was already covered in scars without realizing it.

Seeing that the brown-black fungi was about to move again, Xia Ren quickly distanced himself to avoid the slime mold's attack.

Although he looks crazy on the outside, in fact, he is even crazier on the inside!

Although he has experienced many battles in the past, Xia Ren has never had such a pleasant experience of reaching the top.

The priest was just a little stronger than him, but not too much stronger. Taking into account the difference in combat experience, the two were just about the same. At the same time, both sides had abnormal recovery abilities, so they were able to keep Xia Ren in the battle. Peak confrontation.

You can completely let go of your hands and feet with every contact, but because of the priest's powerful strength, you have to avoid his attacks with extreme caution, just like dancing on a tightrope.

Staying rational can make Xia Ren more intelligent, but reducing his rationality can allow him to enjoy fighting without any scruples!

The priest roared and pounded the ground with his hands, causing all the surrounding soil to fly into the air, blocking all sight lines around him.

Taking advantage of this gap, he picked up a tombstone, rushed out of the soil, and patted Xia Ren from top to bottom.

Xia Ren instinctively raised the crowbar and smashed the fragile tombstone into pieces.

But what he didn't expect was that there was a large amount of gold and silver jewelry hidden among the tombstones, scattered together.

"Is it a trap?"

Xia Ren has discovered that in the process of constant fighting, the priest has gradually adapted to fighting and is using more flexible moves to replace direct attacks.

In order to prevent further attacks, Xia Ren cautiously did not fight back, but dodged to the side.

But something even more surprising happened to him.

The priest looked at the jewels scattered in the air and looked more surprised than Xia Ren.

His eyes seemed a little confused, and he stopped moving for a moment.

After a long period of time, these jewels representing wealth have reappeared from the dust of the tombstone. Under the reflection of distant firelight, their surface luster is still dazzling, declaring the glory that the owner of the tombstone once possessed.

The priest's eyes followed the jewelry and fell to the ground.

He was still in a daze.

"It turns out that it's all true...our ancestors..."

Then, the priest suddenly covered his head and howled miserably.

The fungus blanket on his body was beating like a boil, slowly eroding more areas of his body surface.

These made the priest fall into extreme anger, even more angry than when he just fought!

He turned around to look for more tombstones and smashed them one by one, not even caring about exposing his back to Xia Ren.

More gold, silver, pearls, and gems fell out of the shattered tombstones and scattered all over the ground, further irritating the priest's remaining sanity.

He finally understood why the people in the town suffered so much and had to be isolated from the outside world for hundreds of years.

But understanding does not mean accepting it!

The closer he gets to the truth, the more completely he falls into madness because of these truths.

The priest's tall body was kneeling on the jewelry on the floor, his eyes a little confused.

"laugh!"

The crowbar was inserted into his body from behind.

Although he didn't know why the priest suddenly gave up the fight, Xia Ren couldn't let go of such a good opportunity.

However, the strength of the priest's body was still somewhat beyond his expectation, and the crowbar was inserted between his ribs, preventing him from going any further.

Xia Ren gathered strength again and struck hard.

"puff!"

The tip of the crowbar finally pierced the priest's heart and penetrated from the chest, bringing out a large amount of blood.

The priest's body trembled violently, and then he slowly turned around.

"Have you ever had faith?"

he asked.

There was unspeakable pain in his tone.

Xia Ren was moved for a moment.

He saw transparent tears flowing from the priest's eyes.

This guy……

Could the devil who dragged the whole town into hell cry?

A bad premonition suddenly arose in Xia Ren's heart.

"Where is the transcendent thing! Tell me the answer before you die!"

He turned the crowbar, inflicting more pain on the priest, but there was no more change in his expression.

"I won't die."

His tone returned to calmness, but Xia Ren knew that this was just an appearance, and the priest's eyes were different.

He is completely crazy!

The slime mold erupted again, and Xia Ren had no time to pull out the crowbar and hurriedly avoided it.

"what is going on?"

The priest's change was beyond his understanding.

Xia Ren recalled that in the previous battle, the opponent had asked him, "Do you have faith?"

But just now, that sentence changed to "Have you ever had faith?"

Is this the reason for the one-word difference? And how could such a huge amount of jewelry be hidden in tombstones in this town.

The priest stood up, pulled out the crowbar with one hand, and brought up a large pool of blood.

But he didn't care, threw the crowbar aside, then looked in a direction, ignored Xia Ren, and started running wildly.

"Are you trying to escape?"

Xia Ren stretched out his tentacles, rolled up the crowbar, and dropped it into his hand again.

He looked at the direction in which the priest was running and immediately rejected his previous thoughts.

That's Dallas over there!

"You guy, don't even think of succeeding!"

Xia Ren immediately chased after him, wrapping his tentacles around the priest's ankle and tripping him down.

The priest finally turned around and glanced at Xia Ren.

The slime mold suddenly spread, clinging to the tentacles from the priest's ankles.

Xia Ren suddenly felt unbearable pain and subconsciously let go of the priest.

The latter had no intention of continuing the fight, but instead took the opportunity to distance themselves.

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The raging flames engulfed the entire town. The sun had already set, and only the sky-high flames of the town illuminated the entire depression.

The pagans among them had completely lost their place to hide, but they would rather be burned to death than leave their hometown.

The church collapsed in the flames, completely burying the remnants of the era that no one knew about.

The shadow that has been entrenched here for thousands of years, accompanied by thick smoke, finally came to an end forever.

The real estate agent watched the two figures chasing each other in the darkness from a distance, quickly approaching the noisy city, and feebly coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood.

"It was a miscalculation. Things are really unpredictable."

As cautious as he is, he can only go with the flow in this incident that keeps getting worse.

The real estate agent took out his cell phone and made a call.

Then, he leaned against the tree, closed his eyes, and waited for the next gorgeous fireworks to take away his life.