The gray-white mist rolled and surged under the night lights.
On the hazy street, a tall and strong figure was slowly dragging a thick iron chain, walking on the stone road.
The figure didn't breathe, didn't have a heartbeat, and was dressed in icy black armor. It looked like some ordinary knights who were obsessed with heavy armor. Just the heavy armor on his body can easily crush a grown man who has been exercising all year round.
But the tall figure wearing armor didn't feel a bit sluggish.
"My God! It's actually the executioner!" There was a faint exclamation in the mist.
"Idiot! Shut up!"
But it's too late.
The tall figure, who was originally walking slowly, suddenly paused, as if he began to listen.
Crash!
Suddenly, it grabbed the chain and strode towards the direction of the sound.
"No!!"
"Open the trap!! Don't let it rush over!"
"Hurry up!!"
"Don't go up! Hold it! The executioner is immortal, we can only delay time!! Anna bows her head!"
Boom!
There was a dull explosion in the mist.
"This way! Lead it here!" The anxious man's voice commanded loudly.
Pooh!
"Gru!! No! Oh my God!"
"Don't panic! We succeeded!!"
boom!
There was a deafening explosion.
"It's finally over, it won't come out so soon, we have to leave now!"
"Scatter away?"
"No, you can't go. Scattered executioners will also be divided into individual individuals, which is even more difficult for us to deal with. The only way is to procrastinate. It's useless to run away. If the distance is a little further, they will catch up with the dense fog in an instant. We can't run Lose."
"But... ."
"Shut up! Listen to me if you don't want to die!"
boom! !
Suddenly there was a blast.
"Oh my god! He's out! Why are you running away so fast! Run away! Ahhhhhhh!"
Following a piercing scream, followed by a few suppressed exclamations, the night quickly fell into silence again. After a while, the dense fog began to gradually dissipate.
... ... ... ... ... ... .
White Oak County.
On the endless street, Rody was wrapped in a thick gray windbreaker, with a straight knife wrapped in cloth on his back, like a wandering craftsman, wearing a wide-brimmed thick bowler hat.
He walked along the sidewalk, squeezed through the crowds of people, and quickly walked into a sloping alley on the right. In the alley, there were a few dirty little kids chasing a ball, running around in several puddles of muddy water slapstick.
Rody walked through the alley and came to a bulletin board next to the wall, and looked up to carefully check the notices pasted messily on it.
Soon he found the news he needed in a corner.
The message seemed to be just an ordinary job advertisement, but Roddy naturally had his own set of deciphering methods.
He lowered his head and took out a booklet, and carefully followed the decryption method recorded on it to translate the real content behind it.
'The Executioner.....appeared....The four of Joeman disappeared....'
After reading the translated content, Rody was silent for a while, and there was a hint of pain in his gloomy eyes.
"Is Qiaoman dead too?" He murmured in a low voice.
Putting away the booklet, he walked out of the alley, and soon came to a remote tavern named White Eagle.
There is a wooden sign in front of the tavern that says it is closed, but there are still lights inside.
Roddy pushed open the wooden door and walked in without hesitation.
There were people arguing in the hall, not loudly, but with panic and pain in their tone.
A dozen men, women and children formed a circle, each sitting on a seat in the tavern. Two strong figures, a man and a woman in the middle, were facing each other, pushing each other like cockfighting cocks.
Among the two, the man was crying bitterly, trembling and growling, grabbing the collar of the strong woman and angrily berating.
And that woman, a strong woman who looked reminiscent of a muscular devil at a glance, also roared loudly, roaring, pinching the man's neck with one hand.
The two wrestled, and it was obvious that she was much stronger than the man opposite, and she kept pushing him off balance.
"If it wasn't for your order! Anna and the others wouldn't die! No!" the man yelled.
"Everyone here is cursed and has the mark of Sierra! Everyone will die! You! You! You! You! Everyone! Will die! Don't talk to me about fate! I don't believe it!
So what if I gave the order! ? I told them to retreat immediately, what happened? ! The woman yelled, "Cowards are not qualified to talk to me, get out of here!" "
She lifted the man up and slammed him to the ground not far away. The man lost his balance and collapsed on the ground like a child, crying bitterly.
"Rody, you're here." Someone greeted Rody.
"Joman and the others are all dead, and they met the executioner." A little girl with blond hair came up and said sadly.
Roddy looked calm, with a trace of sadness flashing in his eyes. "I already know." He nodded slightly. Then he looked up at the strong woman Meera who was talking in the middle.
In the small team of Baiying, everyone is a person who has been imprinted by the town. They should have died many years ago. Unfortunately, their hatred and desire to survive made them try every means to survive.
They traveled all over the world, trying to find a way to save themselves, but they found nothing. On the contrary, because of walking around, they gathered a group of unfortunate people who also suffered from bad luck everywhere from east to west, north to south.
They are companions, survivors in a dying struggle. Some of them have blond hair and blue eyes, some have black hair and black eyes, some have dark skin, some have fair skin, and some have yellow skin.
Each of them has a common feature, that is, they have all been in contact with that terrible town.
And Meera is the one who has lived the longest and is the strongest among them.
"Rody, you came at the right time. Tell me, how did you avoid the executioner?" Meera also saw Rody at this time. Both of them are the oldest and extremely powerful old men in the White Eagle. He has been chased and killed no less than dozens of times, and has rich experience. At this time, she asked Rody to say that changing the angle might better appease everyone's fear.
Roddy stepped forward and stood in the middle.
He looked around and watched every White Eagle who looked at him until they were completely silent.
Soon, the originally noisy hall slowly fell silent.
"Actually, we don't have much experience to speak of. The only thing we can do when encountering a executioner is to escape." Rody said lightly.
"I have studied the Executioners carefully. They have enormous strength that cannot be resisted, a powerful body that cannot be destroyed, has no vital points, and is tireless. Most importantly, they are monsters that cannot be killed. The only thing we can do is to delay their progress. Speed. To do this, the slippery potion I concocted may work.
In addition, I want to tell everyone that it is not only Qiaoman and the others who are facing the executioner, but also me. "
Originally, following Rody's utterance, everyone calmed down a little, but as soon as the last sentence was uttered, the atmosphere of the whole hall suddenly panicked.
"Roddy, you..." Meera looked at him worriedly.
"I will leave soon and live alone for a while. Before I reappear, none of you will come to me." Roddy said calmly. "The time is about three to five months." He then looked at Meera.
"I know, the old rules." Meera nodded. In White Eagle, she and Roddy had an agreement that once someone died and the other was still alive, they had to take care of the other's descendants.
"Don't die." She added.
The corner of Rody's mouth curled up, revealing a stiff smile. "Actually, according to my calculations on them, it's time for me to face death soon."
Meera froze. As an equally experienced Indian reporter, she also understands what death means.
It was a desperate situation that was absolutely unavoidable, and it was an absolutely lifeless lore for the escaped people in the town.
"There will be hope... as long as we don't give up." She took a deep breath.
"Yeah, I'll go back then." Roddy smiled lightly. "My son is just an imprinted person. As long as the distance is far enough and he is not dragged down by me, he may have a chance to survive."
"He won't accept it. If he knows the truth of it all." Meera shook her head.
"He will." Roddy laughed. "If it succeeds, I won't tell him the truth."
No one can defeat a monster, let alone its most brutal executioner. Even Rody wasn't absolutely sure of escaping from the opponent. Not to mention that there will be a more powerful and terrifying death scene coming soon.
His time is running out... .
Sunset County.
"Improve it first to see the effect." Lu Sheng stood in the open space where Rody practiced swords on weekdays, holding a bottle of small pills he had taken before.
"What kind of laoshizi knife school is this? It's all about taking drugs to increase its strength. It's amazing that it won't be eroded by the poison in the pills when it gets old."
Lu Sheng checked his surroundings and made sure no one was hiding and staring at him, so he poured out a small black tablet, threw it into his mouth and swallowed it whole.
"Dark blue." He immediately called up the modifier and checked the state changes in the box.
As the pills are swallowed, the soul quickly adjusts the digestive tract, crushes and absorbs the medicinal properties, and eliminates toxic waste. In less than a minute, the effect became apparent. The body is slightly hot.
However, Lu Sheng did not stop, but continued to take drugs one after another.
In less than half an hour, he swallowed a small bottle of medicine. This is enough for the average person to use for five years.
It was eaten by him in one go.
Soon his body became hot, his muscles began to swell, his bones became more and more itchy, and a strong sense of hunger surged in his stomach. A large number of pills started to break out. Taking too much of this indigestible medicine at once has caused Lu Sheng's physical body to be unable to bear it.
Lu Sheng quickly dug out the jerky and sugar cakes from the burden on the ground beside him, and began to eat the food in big mouthfuls with the water in the kettle.
"The main conditions for promotion are met, and now it's time to use dark blue."
"Ascension only requires the most basic food nutrition, and Yang Yuan can also replace it.
It's a pity that I haven't figured out the basic rules here for the time being, and Yang Yuan can't simulate the nutritional content of food in this world... I can only temporarily use Jishenli instead, which is really a waste. "
Lu Sheng felt a little helpless, and his eyes fell on the modifier interface. His eyes quickly focused on the saber technique box.