With a loud bang.
In the surging crimson black fog, all the abominable life forms turned into charcoal and burned to ashes.
When the parchment showed that the mission was accomplished, this sinful family that had obtained forbidden powers through evil means and thus survived the "Age of Suffering" met its final destruction.
In addition, during the cleansing operation, Colin also recovered all the parchments and synthesis tables.
At this moment, everything ends.
Colin exhaled, turned around, and patted one of the six survivors on the shoulder.
"See, it's all right now."
He was about to say this, but... before he could pat the other person on the shoulder, the survivor suddenly fell down.
His hand hit nothing.
Bang, bang, bang…
Six figures fell down one by one...
They closed their eyes without knowing when, and there was neither insane pain nor morbid fanaticism on their faces, only serenity, as if they were satisfied at the moment.
There was a dead silence in the air.
Maybe it took a minute or two, maybe only a dozen seconds, maybe only a few seconds...
In the seemingly stretched time, the bright lantern continued to burn.
"May the light bless you..." Shana rarely opened the Bible, her body radiating a holy light, and she chanted softly in a beautiful voice, bringing the last prayer and blessing to the deceased.
The ethereal and beautiful voice like a hymn rang out from the opera house of the old aristocracy filled with smoke, blood, and blood.
Colin and the others stood there quietly, their brains a little dazed, looking down at the "survivors"...
They looked like they were asleep, with a peaceful look on their faces, or even as if they were having a sweet dream, sleeping soundly with an imperceptible curve at the corners of their mouths.
Perhaps, in their dreams, they have finally returned home, and are lying on the sofa, in bed, or playing on the computer, or looking at their mobile phones, or are working overtime, returning to their peaceful daily lives.
There, they finally no longer had to face the gray fog, nor any monsters, nor despair and suffering...
When the prayers and blessings were over, Colin took a deep breath and said calmly, "Take it out, burn it, and bury it."
After saying that, he didn't say anything else and was too lazy to complete the task at this moment.
The four survivors who had not yet been killed stepped forward silently and took away the six bodies...
Some of these people had come into conflict with one of them during their exploration, but now, that didn't matter.
In the slightly depressing atmosphere, Colin carried the lantern and walked away in the direction he came down.
As he walked, he took out a parchment scroll and conveyed the information that the tunnel led to this area to the base.
But at this moment...
Colin suddenly stopped, looked at a stone arch with a vigilant look, and did not move forward.
Although he didn't know what was going on, Li Chou quickly took out the "heartless cannon" and asked his servants to aim it at that place.
Just at this moment, there was a slight noise coming from the stone archway, and a man in strange clothes suddenly walked out of the darkness.
The man was wearing a Western suit that was faded in many places and had many patches, but was otherwise spotlessly clean.