global pollution

Xia Ren had just driven into the town when he suddenly found that the connection between himself and that pagan had disappeared.

Chapter 433 The Hand in the Sewer

At the same time, a black shadow suddenly appeared from the side of the road. Xia Ren stepped on the brakes and turned the steering wheel at the same time, but still couldn't avoid it.

After the car crashed into the black shadow, it lost control and hit the electric pole next to it, before barely stopping.

This battered taxi didn't have airbags, but with Xia Ren's physical fitness, he wouldn't be injured because of it.

The car door was not deformed, so he opened it easily, but after getting out of the car, he found that the middle of the front of the car was completely sunken, the water tank was smashed, the coolant inside flowed all over the floor, and there was also dark brown oil stains. Later, the engine pan was also broken, and the car was completely scrapped.

The black shadow that was knocked into the air by him was a Labrador retriever. Judging by the collar on its neck, it should be a pet of a certain family. However, as a pet, it is too thin, so Know if you have some kind of disease, or lost with the owner.

Seeing that it suddenly rushed out from the side of the road, and there was no one around, Xia Ren felt that the possibility of getting lost was relatively high.

All the bones in the black dog's body were smashed, and it lay on the ground whimpering and struggling for a couple of times before it became silent.

Xia Ren looked at the scrapped taxi behind him, then at the dead dog at his feet, and frowned.

It was really unlucky to encounter such a thing when he first arrived at this place, and it was more like some kind of ominous sign, reminding him that there was danger ahead, so he stopped here.

Xia Ren looked around, where he was now was an asphalt road, with weeds and trees on both sides of the road, and a sign with a metal frame was erected on the side of the road ahead, which should have been printed with some characters, but because It has been exposed for a long time, and the handwriting has been blurred. The red paint flows down the rusty iron plate, like dried blood.

Xia Ren pushed aside the bottom of the metal plate covered by weeds, and could barely see the outline of the last two words, guessing it should be "small town".

After crossing the road sign, he looked further along the asphalt road, and he could see that dense human buildings appeared on a sunken terrain. These buildings were generally only two or three stories high, and judging by the architectural style, they were decades old. In front of it, the streets criss-cross among the dense houses, like a maze, and outsiders may easily get lost when they enter.

Standing on the uphill position, Xia Ren could see clearly that there was a white church in the center of the town. The church was in disrepair for a long time, and the walls were aging, and it looked seriously yellowed.

It was already noon, when the sun was at its brightest, but there seemed to be an invisible haze over the town. Looking at it from a distance, it was obvious that the area was different from other places around it, like Covered with a layer of gray color.

The breeze blew up from below, and Xia Ren sniffed gently.

"It smells of corruption and coldness..."

Xia Ren's expression was solemn.

There is pollution ahead, and the scope may affect the entire town.

The last time he sensed the approximate location of the heretics, it was also in the direction of the town.

Xia Ren glanced back at the car and the dead body of the dog, then walked forward along the road with both feet.

Even if he knew it was dangerous, he had to go.

He has no choice.

Not long after Xia Ren left, a tall, dark-skinned man in a black suit appeared on the road.

He leisurely walked to the side of the road, bent down, and in the dense grass, he lifted up a fallen wooden road sign, inserted it back in front of the rusty metal road sign, and covered the latter.

On the wooden road sign, there are several eye-catching characters written in red paint pen:

No way!

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When Xia Ren stood by the road sign and looked down, he felt that the distance to the town was not too far, but it still took nearly 10 minutes to walk there.

The closer they got, the stronger the corrupt and cold air of pollution became. This level of pollution made Xia Ren feel a little uneasy.

Moreover, he walked on this road for so long without encountering a single person. Judging from the size of the town, the population inside should be quite dense. Where did the residents of the town go?

The back of the left hand and the tentacles began to itch, and the activity of those fungi increased significantly.

This shows that Xia Ren is approaching their source.

At noon, the sun cast from above, but still could not dispel the haze. The low buildings were in front of him. Standing outside the town, Xia Ren looked at the empty streets inside, and his inner anxiety seemed to be confirmed.

The pollution here can be said to be strong, and he felt that every time he took a breath, his physical discomfort was aggravated.

Even if I am like this, ordinary people cannot survive here.

The residents of the small town may have encountered accidents, or...

In any case, one thing is certain, this small town is definitely a lair of heretics, and Xia Ren must be careful in every step of the way.

Although those ordinary members of the sect in black robes can't pose a threat to his own safety, they can also cause some troubles, and he still doesn't know the hidden strength of this sect. If there are apostles in it, it will be tricky.

The perfect apostle is not even sure that he can beat Xia Ren at his peak, let alone his current strength is far less than half of his peak.

Xia Ren was standing at the entrance of the town, thinking about what to do next, when he suddenly heard a voice.

The door of the nearest residence next to him opened.

Immediately afterwards, a chain reaction seemed to start, starting from Xia Ren's position, the doors and windows of the entire street were opened one by one quickly, and the residents of the small town hid in the shadows that the sun could not reach, watching quietly. outsider.

"Oops!"

Xia Ren secretly thought something was wrong.

It turned out that the residents of the small town were always there, but why didn't I notice their movement at all?

Being stared at by so many people, invisible pressure enveloped Xia Ren. He felt strong malice from the eyes of those town residents, and subconsciously took half a step back.

But at the same time as he was backing away, the sound of howling wind suddenly came from his ears.

Xia Ren reacted in time, turned around quickly, dodged the attack, and kicked the opponent flying backward at the same time.

He turned around and was surprised to see that at some point, there was already a group of people standing behind him.

No, they are not human anymore.

Xia Ren saw that their bodies had undergone unimaginable changes under the influence of the pollution. Under the sun, their skins were like corpses soaked in water, pale and swollen, covered with various raised bumps. folds.

Their eyes are cloudy, the boundaries between the whites of the eyes and the pupils are blurred, like a cloud of muddy paint, and the hair on the skull can't see the original shape, like a mold growing on the spoiled bread. Just go away.

Xia Ren had seen this form not long ago, and that's what the two dead pagans looked like!

Judging from their clothes, these people should have been residents of the small town, but at this time, they had turned into monstrous monsters exuding a corrupt aura.

What's more troublesome is that they are armed with machetes and sticks, full of aggression.

"My perception ability has been weakened to such an extent!"

Xia Ren knew very well that he was always on guard against things around him just now, but he was almost attacked by surprise, and the residents in the nearby house were ignored, so many people stood behind him, and he didn't realize it.