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Fumino Asuka and the people in the intelligence team were relatively far away, but they were still affected.

The faint pain in the head from time to time, as well as the deathly silence in the communication channel, can all explain the crisis of the situation.

All team members, wiped out?

Fumino Asuka had a cold and terrifying conjecture, as if she had fallen into an ice cave, her limbs were cold and her whole body was shaking.

'died? Died again? '

Thinking of the many teammates she used to have, she trembled with fear, tears rolled in her eyes, and tried not to cry out.

'If this goes on, I'm going to go crazy'

"What the hell is that?"

Fumino Asuka heard the people beside her say in surprise, and quickly raised her head.

Above the school hall, or rather above their heads, a gray, rectangular shape was rapidly taking shape.

It hides in the hazy halo, and it has never been able to capture its whole picture, just like people recalling the experience in their dreams after waking up, always separated by an unspeakable barrier.

Not only the people near the auditorium, many people outside the blocked campus also saw this hazy picture.

And even just looking at it will cause uneasiness and panic in my heart.

It seems to see something dirty, and that filth can penetrate into people's brains along their eyes.

"That's...a door?"

Someone could barely make out its shape, and became more and more horrified.

Since it is a "gate", it means that something has to go through it and come to Yuechong City.

It's just that the "door" is so terrifying, so what will come through it?

*****

Inside the auditorium.

A steady stream of mental pressure washed An Le's body, but his face was extremely calm.

Beside him is Andre, who is constantly deforming.

An Le thought in her heart.

‘So it was aimed at me? '

On the palm of his hand, a special imprint appeared at some point, only the size of a coin, like a black-gray palm imprint.

An Le discovered the abnormality earlier than Asuka Fuyuno.

At that time, a strange energy appeared in the air, locked on An Le, and imprinted this spirit on his body.

The mental shock experienced by others is nothing but aftermath.

Rao Yi An Le was unable to move, let alone dive into the Sea of ​​Shadows in time.

An Le quickly figured out——

The existence that Andre believed in, the reason why he delayed the response and "hanged up his phone" was not that he abandoned the believer, but only found something more worthy of attention-safety!

An Le thought of the two comments of [God's Messenger].

[Being a messenger of God makes it easier to be watched by them. 】

[This is a gift, but also a curse. 】

Obviously, this one took An Le as his goal and wanted to kill or eat him.

And the appearance of this mark means that An Le has been locked by him!

The sense of crisis in his heart was like raging waves, his hairs stood on end automatically, any extremely dangerous attack was about to come.

And An Le knew that he couldn't hide.

His body was fixed on this platform, unable to sneak into the shadows.

Even the soul is bound, unable to contact the mysterious church.

In such a dangerous situation, An Le not only did not despair, but laughed at herself.

‘A god-level existence actually shot at me, an ordinary person? '

‘It’s really giving me face. '

[Filthy sanity +3! 】

[Filthy sanity +2! 】

[Filthy sanity +6! 】

【.】

An Le did not sit still, several gray tentacles protruded from the void around him, and penetrated into the brains of everyone in the auditorium.

If they were not all in a coma and the situation was so dangerous, An Le would not have taken the risk to do so.

High risks also bring huge rewards.

The numbers in the [Dirty Sanity] column are skyrocketing at a speed that An Le has never experienced before.

In an instant, it broke through 100 and sprinted towards 200 and 300.

This is the first time that An Le has such a large amount of filthy sanity.

But he didn't plan to draw cards on the spot.

Not to mention the probabilistic issue of drawing cards, it would take quite a while to digest the gifts.

The same goes for the ability to upgrade.

And his attack was hanging over An Le's head, and could come at any time.

'You forced me to do this! '

An Le used all her strength to grab Andre's head which had swelled to twice its original size, tore it off with all her strength, and then threw it high.

at the same time.

The tentacles run through this head, injecting filthy reason into it crazily.

"Inject" not "extract."

Since pulling away from filthy sanity will relieve madness and alleviate distortion, what will happen in reverse?

*****

What's behind the door?

People soon knew the answer.

That's a finger bone!

Can't tell if it belongs to humans or other creatures.

There is no flesh and blood, only iron-gray, metal-like bones, as thick as a small building.

It's hard to imagine how huge the owner of this finger bone is.

With a bang, the phalanx passed through the hazy "door" and fell from the sky at high speed.

With almost no obstacles, the building above the auditorium was crushed by finger bones.

That scene is as easy as a person crushing an ant on the ground with his fingers.

Gravel and stubble flew.

The phalanx continued to crush, its goal was extremely clear, which was to kill someone in the auditorium.

But the next moment, before the ceiling of the auditorium was crushed, it exploded from the inside!

Countless scarlet granulation pushed upwards, directly overturning the ceiling.

There are eyeballs, a mouth with sharp teeth, and organs. Under the thick blood vessels is rotten skin. Scarlet eyeballs grow in the skin, showing a disordered and distorted posture.

It is so chaotic that ordinary people will feel sick to the point of vomiting just by taking a look at it.

Arms stretched out from the big lump of flesh, reaching for the iron-gray phalanx.

Even if it was crushed at the first time, it turned into minced meat.

But more arms grew out, repeating the actions just now.

Even the moss of flesh sticking to the phalanx has not lost its vitality. It is still growing rapidly and contrary to the laws of physics, growing small fleshy whiskers, tightly entangled with each other.

The falling speed of the phalanx is slowed down visible to the naked eye.

"This is this?"

The people watching all this not far away stared at the picture above the auditorium with wide eyes.

How could there be such a strong distortion?

For normal distortion, the generated distortion body is at most twice the size of the original body.

But now, the volume of that lump of meat is almost as big as that finger bone!

From the distorted pieces of meat, several enlarged faces can still be found, and it is not difficult to recognize that they are the target of their operation this time—the cultist, Andre.

But the problem is.

Aren't they a gang?

Isn't it the ceremony performed by Andre?

Why is it a state of immortality now?

A strong sense of absurdity breaks into people's hearts.

Thanks to "Yu Yu Yu Yu Yu Yu II" and "Qian Jun Xue" for the 100 coins and "Si Qiao" for the 200 coins! Thank you so much!

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