No. 5 couldn't cover her mouth soon, and black blood spewed out of her mouth with violent coughs. She tried to take the protective amulet from her pocket with trembling hands, but only touched a handful of powder.
At the same time, the situation on No. 6 was exactly the same. Shocking black blood dripped down his arm, and the situation seemed to be at stake.
"I found it, found it!"
No. 10 finally found a few black pills, suppressed the surging tears, and stuffed the pills into the mouths of No. 5 and No. 6. His hands were shaking for a while, and he couldn't find the correct position. Finally, he took a deep breath when he saw the two of them swallowing with blood. in one breath.
Tang Xinjue and Jiang Lan's two dormitories had already taken out the medicine for the first time, and they didn't dare to take it rashly because they didn't know the specific situation. Fortunately, a few seconds later, the two girls stopped coughing until their bluish-white faces regained a trace of blood, and temporarily recovered a life from the gate of hell.
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"What the hell just happened?"
After helping the two injured girls to a place free from dust, they were finally able to ask this question.
For a moment just now, everyone even thought that the dust in the air was poisonous, but they quickly ruled out this possibility for the first time.
Everyone inhaled the dust, but only No. 5 and No. 6 were injured. There must be other reasons.
Although sister No. 5 no longer coughed, she was too weak to speak, so she could only raise her hand, and No. 10 helped them roll up their cuffs, revealing their bruised wrists.
The white wrists of the two seemed to have been slashed by some kind of sharp knife, and the flesh and blood were turned inside out from the deep bone wound.
Everyone recognized at a glance that this was where the red thread wrapped around his hand was strangled!
Number 10 also rolled up her sleeves. She had the same wound on her wrist, but it was not as deep as the other two. She said in a rustling voice: "We have already taken out the red thread, but there still seems to be something cutting in the wound... Our senses seemed to be shielded before, and it was only after the black liquid splashed on our body that we felt the pain."
Everyone gasped.
They immediately checked the place where they were cut by the red line just now, but found that the wound was still a shallow red mark, and the same mutation as the three people in dormitory 5 did not occur.
At this time, No. 10's body shook slightly twice, and was about to slide down against the wall. Zheng Wanqing who was next to her quickly grabbed her with her arms, and was afraid that her fist power would not be able to control her. Where are you?"
No. 10 Qi Ruoyousi: "The protective cover is broken, the medicine, there are only two medicines left, and they have just been used up..."
She didn't cough like the other two, but she couldn't stop bleeding from her nostrils and mouth. Her expression twisted together in pain, and she twitched and grabbed her neck, as if trying to prevent something from being spit out.
After a while, the girl's body bounced up abruptly, and she knelt down on the ground in a nearly completely folded position, and vomited with a wow.
The first two strokes were still red blood, and then it completely turned into a black liquid, and after that, there were lumps of viscous unknown substances, as if sticking to viscous viscera.
Tang Xinjue rushed forward and forcibly pulled her up to stop vomiting. As soon as his hands touched No. 10's cold body, his heart sank suddenly: the girl's ribs seemed to have been crushed by something. What was wriggling, twitching, and rolling up was the girl's broken internal organs.
In an emergency, Jiang Lan found a small golden ball that was only the size of a fingernail, took out a red pellet from it, and stuffed it into mouth No. 10.
She had time to explain after stuffing the stuff: "My medicine should be the same type as the one they just used, and it can last for a period of time in an endangered situation."
Sure enough, as Jiang Lan said, No. 10's twitching body calmed down, and he no longer vomited bits and pieces of organs. After the pupils returned to focus, he looked up at No. 5 and No. 6 with difficulty, as if he wanted to say something.
With the help of everyone, she finally opened her mouth with difficulty, and gestured: "Don't forget after I die, take my, ability and give them...they will have a second one..."
Before finishing the rest of the sentence, No. 10 held his wrist in pain and arched his waist. Tang Xinjue quickly grabbed his hand, and saw the red shadow flashing past the wound.
It's the red line!
Didn't they take out the red thread on the 10th? How could there be such a thing in the wound
Seemingly in extreme pain, No. 10 thrashed her body crazily. Tang Xinjue and the others beside her soon discovered a problem one after another: the wound on No. 10's hand was getting deeper and deeper. And this change seems to be accompanied by Number 10's movements - the more vigorously she moved, the faster the wound deteriorated.
In contrast, on the other side, No. 5 and No. 6, who had fallen into a semi-comatose state, hardly showed any change in their wrist wounds because they were motionless. After catching this information, everyone immediately controlled No. 10's movements. Keke opened her mouth and was about to speak, but was stopped by Tang Xinjue.
Tang Xinjue nodded quickly, "Let me try."
She unfolded the mental power surging in her mind, mobilized them to No. 10's side, and spread them little by little.
Under the mental state bar, the blue light belonging to [Mind Connection] gradually faded and turned into light white again.
[Mind Control (Level 2): All influence exerted on the mind must return to the mind in the end. Influence on others is also the basis of control. ]
In the eyes of others, No. 10 seemed to be comforted suddenly, the convulsions became smaller and smaller, and finally fell into a coma.
In a place that only Tang Xinjue could see, she withdrew her mental energy, which had been exhausted for a while, and raised her eyes wearily: "Help me control No. 5 and No. 6."
Their life-saving medicine can no longer last for another round, and it is necessary to ensure that the three of them can hold on for as long as possible before they can find a way to rescue the treatment.
After the three mental influences were over, Tang Xinjue told everyone what he had just seen, and they immediately looked carefully at the wounds on the three wrists, and they saw traces of red lines in the deepest part.
"The thread will still move!" Guo Guo exhaled, resisting the tingling sensation of his scalp to remind everyone.
"Did the red thread get into their wounds?"
Jiang Lan came up with the most likely guess.
Tang Xinjue shook her head, "No, the red thread they kept in their pockets hasn't decreased."
When evacuating from the men's dormitory, she memorized the number of red lines carried by everyone, including the three of No. 5. Now that there is no discrepancy after checking one by one, how did the red line in the three people's wrists come from
Could it be...
A more horrifying idea emerged from everyone's minds.
"Could it be that it grew out of the body?"
five minutes later.
Excluding all possibilities, they can only get the final answer:
The red thread really grew out of the wounds of the three girls.
No. 7, who was the only one who was good at treating wounds with a dagger, carefully picked apart the flesh in their wounds, and drew down along the direction where the red line came and went. The deeper the pick, the more serious everyone looked.
—No matter how horribly the meat was turned, no blood flowed out.
It seems that the bones and flesh that make up the arm no longer have blood vessels, replaced by... red threads.
A red thread was picked out from the sharp tip of the knife.
But this is not enough. As time passed, everyone could clearly feel the changes in the bodies of the three girls became more and more obvious. Even the flesh turned up from the wounds became dry and curly, and their vitality seemed to be continuously drawn by a certain force until they were completely exhausted in the end.
No. 7 withdrew the knife, "If I continue, her arm will be useless."
Her eyes were red, and her voice came from between her teeth.
No one can laugh.
The three companions who were fighting side by side just now were dying in front of them, but they had nothing to do.
After a while, Tang Xinjue spoke, and the voice broke the silence:
"Keep hitting the wall."
After the sound fell, she had already stood up, swung a heavy hammer and continued to destroy, the wall paint quickly became torn apart, cracks spread down, and black liquid appeared along with the cracks.
However, before the black liquid condensed into a monster this time, Tang Xinjue had already smashed the wall completely with a hammer, and a frozen three-foot amulet was thrown down to seal the entire wall.
With a few heavy blows, the frosty wall was torn apart, and together with the black liquid that had been frozen into icicles, it was divided into countless fragments that could not be gathered together.
Everyone reacted one after another: That's right, now the only way to save No. 5 and others is to pass the level as quickly as possible!
Just when they mustered up their energy to continue, they saw Tang Xinjue knelt down to hold a piece of ice, melted the black liquid in the palm of his hand, and then sprinkled it on his wrist.
"?"
In the next second, Tang Xinjue wiped off the black liquid, and there was a wound nearly half a centimeter deep on the wrist where there was only a light red mark between them!
"They didn't discover the wound in advance because their perception was paralyzed."
Tang Xinjue said coldly, "We are the same."