The pitch-black liquid wriggled along the ground. Fu Huaiyu quickly stepped back towards the door in order to meet her companions outside. She slammed the door open and stepped out of the house, stunned on the spot.
There was no company outside, no snow-covered ruins, no tall pine forests, nothing but a barren land and a dull sky. On the vast black land, only the small house where Fu Huaiyu had just stayed was left alone.
In the silent world, there is no living being in sight.
"Looking for them? Don't be careful, you will be together soon." A Xiao took out a tablet, the screen of the tablet was cracked and stained with blood, but it could still turn on the power.
"How can this be in your hands, where are my people? Who are you?" Fu Yingyu recognized the tablet as something in the hands of the team members.
A Xiao reached out and clicked on the screen, the screen lit up, and began to play a video shot in the laboratory.
The human beings in the picture are held in restraint like animals, and they are injected into some kind of pitch-black liquid one by one. Everyone was struggling in pain, and most of them eventually died, but a small number of people began to deform and distort their bodies after being injected with another medicine, showing the characteristics of demonization. Some of them turned into monsters, but they still remained with human characteristics and a clear mind.
On the cracked screen, the faces of pain and mourning were torn apart.
The white-blond-haired A Xiao bit one of his fingers and looked at the screen silently, with wide eyes on his beautiful face, and there seemed to be no waves.
"I remember, I know who you are, you are that Zhong Lixiao." Fu Huaiyu snorted contemptuously, remembering the man in front of him from his memory, who was a pitiful and dirty test subject in the laboratory.
"I know who it is, pretending to be a ghost, it turns out to be just a failure. Since I was lucky enough to not die, and I haven't found a corner to hide and live, who do you want to see your old and ugly face."
She pulled out the beautiful and delicate high-level long sword inlaid with demons from her waist, and pointed at Zhong Lixiao, "Back then, when you cried bitterly in the laboratory, lying on the ground and begging bitterly, did you forget it so quickly?"
Beside Fu Huaiyu, summoned beasts with strange patterns appeared on their bodies. Huge beasts surrounded her, giving her a sense of security. The other party seems to be only one person, and she knows that this man's ability is not a powerful combat system ability.
"I've always wanted to ask you once," Zhong Lixiao lowered his eyelashes and looked at the video being broadcast, "Have you never felt guilty in your heart for doing such a thing?"
"How can you be a mouse in the gutter, how can you understand the brilliance of God?" Fu Huaiyu laughed from the bottom of her heart, she raised her smooth chin, "We are high-level saints chosen by God, and human beings will walk under the bath of divine light. In the new era, and you garbage, you belong to the inferior race that has been eliminated, and you should feel honored that there is so much value in the utilization of waste."
Zhong Lixiao's fingers curled slightly, and suddenly opened, black blood dripped on the ground in a linear shape, and soon formed a pure black that almost covered the ground, and the black water surrounded Fu Huaiyu.
Fu Huaiyu's ability is summoning, which belongs to the strong in the battle department. She has seven summoned beasts with different attributes, which makes her unfavorable in previous battles.
Just when she ordered her summoned beasts to attack as before, the huge beasts surrounding her suddenly disappeared like a bubble. There was nothing around him, only the boundless black land with no life.
Fu Huaiyu was taken aback. No matter how she exerted her powers with all her might, the summoned beasts who were always on call for her in the past did not respond to her in the slightest.
"Come out, everyone? What's going on?"
She turned and fled, sweating profusely calling out to her summoned beast, but the eerie world responded to her with only deathly silence.
The black ground swelled like an ocean wave, throwing Fu Huaiyu, who was running wildly, several times in a row.
The blood-red eyes hanging in the dark night sky, turning those huge pupils, stared at her condescendingly.
In this world, the white-blond-haired man was like a god. He changed the terrain according to his will to block Fu Huaiyu's actions, and instantly moved to any foothold he wanted to pass.
No matter how Fu Huaiyu fled, the ghostly voice would suddenly appear in the back of her head.
In the end, she was unavoidable. The black water on all sides seemed to have finally played enough, and slowly surrounded her feet. In Fu Huaiyu's terrified eyes, she began to climb up along her calf, restraining her body. , covered her beautiful face, and finally the thick black liquid entered her mouth in her frightened eyes.
Fu Huaiyu fell to the ground, pinched her neck, her eyes bulged, and she began to roll in pain. Her skin began to turn blue and transparent, her legs seemed to be sticky together, and tears flowed out of her tears, making an inexplicable plea for mercy.
A Xiao looked at her struggling on the ground with interest, with a slight smile on her face, but deep ice in her eyes, "That's right, she didn't die."
In this space without the sun and the moon, how long has time passed.
Fu Huaiyu woke up in the dark, she felt like she was lying on a damp ground, her skin was smooth and sticky, and her whole body seemed wet.
She shook her drowsy head and held out her hand. He was horrified to find that the color of his entire arm had turned a weird blue-gray, and even his nails had turned into a disgusting dark green.
She tried to stand up, but her legs were limp, barely feeling the hardness of her bones. As if she understood something, she trembled, turned her head in horror, saw her legs, and finally let out a shrill scream.
Below her waist, her legs had been glued together, turning into a translucent mollusk, tugging wetly on the ground.
"No, it's impossible." Fu Huaiyu crawled forward two steps, and sadly found herself starting to swing her lower body and tail naturally.
"Look, it's really pretty," A Xiao sat in front of her.
He has lost his youthful and handsome features, and he is old and old.
The dark and lightless world disappeared, and the feathered girl Xiaoyan stood silently behind him with her black wings folded.
Zhong Lixiao stretched out his skinny hand and raised Fu Huaiyu's tearful face, "Now you can neither return to your human identity, nor even become a real monster. No matter who wins the battle between humans and demons in the end. Either way, you can only live in hiding like the trash you most despise."
He bent down and looked at Fu Huaiyu, "How about it, isn't it a wonderful life?"
Fu Huaiyu had tears streaming down her face, her teeth chattering, and she was almost speechless, "No... I don't want it."
"Well, you don't want it? But this is the fate you imposed on us in the first place!" Axiao pinched Fu Huaiyu's cheeks with force, his cheeks full of wrinkles and age spots trembled,
"How did I humbly plead, asking you to let me go? Has anyone heard my request once? Now I will let you taste the pain we had at that time."
He threw his hand away forcefully. "Go away. Go away. Live humbly in the gutter like your most hated rat."
Fu Huaiyu stumbled and crawled forward while holding his wet body.
Xiaoyan turned her face and watched the monster like herself go away.
Her face was covered with dense black feathers, and only a palm-sized face was exposed in the middle. Her clean and pure face was matched with a huge body with shiny feathers. She was inhuman and inhuman.
"Let her go like this? Brother Axiao."
"Xiaoyan, sometimes death is not a terrible thing, and living is the biggest torture." Zhong Lixiao patted Xiaoyan on the shoulder, "but don't be afraid, I will return the pain we suffered to them exactly the same. , to all the people in this world."
After the catastrophe, Spring City returned to its former bustling scene.
The large number of people stranded in the city because of the cold weather made the market more prosperous than ever. Residual snow and muddy streets, vendors shouting about buying and selling, and customers bargaining. Against the wall that is being urgently repaired.
In the severe cold and twelfth lunar month, it was frozen three times, and the construction was very difficult. But the broken city wall had to be repaired as soon as possible.
A huge city brick weighing several hundred kilograms accidentally fell off the slippery high wall due to the slipping of the rope during the lifting process. The high wall smashed the scaffolding all the way, and rolled towards the lower construction workers.
Who would have guessed that the one-hundred-pound boulder that was halfway down the road suddenly stagnated in mid-air, turned a corner out of thin air, and slowly fell back to where it should have been. Almost no one noticed that there was a faint yellow sand in the air, and before people could react, it had disappeared with the wind.
The construction workers, who were still in shock, knew that this was a high-level ability person who came to help, and could easily mobilize the hundreds of kilograms of boulders that fell from the sky, but they were not ordinary saints who would appear on the construction site to help.
They looked around, trying to express their gratitude.
But the market not far away was as noisy as ever, and people were still passing by, and no one seemed to pay attention to the thrilling scene that just happened. There was no way to find out where the man who helped him was hiding.
In front of a small fruit stand on the side of the city wall, a man wearing a silver mask was bending over to pick the frozen pear in front of him, and calmly retracted his arms behind him.