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After one glance, he couldn't look away.

The streets were full of people, and soon, the light in their eyes became chaotic, and their expressions quickly became ferocious, muttering in their mouths that no human being could make the sound of hell abhorrence, and they had already fallen into complete madness.

Xia Ren hugged Huichuan Lizi's body, looked at the strain, trembling uncontrollably.

He thought of the mother tree of mercy, even though the size of this strain was only about one-fifth of the mother tree, not to mention the branches and leaves of the mother tree that could cover the entire city.

The densely entwined rhizomes bypassed Xia Ren, leaving a clean area of ​​only two square meters.

Riko Huichuan opened her eyes, her smile still froze on her face, and she didn't realize what happened until she died.

The worst still happened.

Xia Ren looked down at the blue gemstone in his hand, and there was a glimmer of understanding in his mind.

During the battle, his lack of reason made him misjudge the most critical information, the fungus that the priest's power comes from, so why did he have to embed the blue gem that can inhibit the growth of fungi on his head?

But he realized it too late.

The ear-piercing rumbling sound caught Xia Ren's attention.

He saw under the pale moonlight, a missile with a bright tail flame pierced the silent night sky.

Then the missile changed its direction and shot straight at the strain at a speed of nearly ten kilometers per second.

Blue smoke gushes out from the top of the huge strain, and these smokes are composed of countless spores, drifting into the distance with the wind.

It is foreseeable that if there is no effective intervention, with the infection ability of neurofungi and the speed of transmission, it only takes a few hours for infected people to appear in several cities around Dallas.

In the blink of an eye, the missile was less than five kilometers away from the strain.

With his keen vision and reaction speed, Xia Ren saw fan-shaped yellow and black marks printed on the warhead of the missile.

No wonder there was so much commotion before, but no support came.

It turned out that they all escaped early.

Everything is a foregone conclusion, and no one can recover.

At the last moment, Xia Ren was extremely calm.

Just hugging Huichuan Lizi's body, he still felt a little guilty in his heart.

Sorry to drag you into this.

He was waiting for death to come, but two seconds later, nothing happened.

All sound disappeared, and the surrounding was eerily silent.

Xia Ren raised his head and saw a strange scene.

The missile hovered in mid-air, the tail flame seemed to be solidified, no longer flickering, the wind stopped, the strain kept releasing spores, and those spores, like the missile, did not move any more.

It's like a painting, but everything in the painting looks so real.

"Is it Dr. Laban Thuriusbury?"

In Xia Ren's impression, the only person who can cause the spectacular sight of time stopping is the doctor.

"it's me."

A voice suddenly said.

Xia Ren turned around and looked for the source of the sound, but immediately, he was surprised to find that the familiar scene around him had disappeared at some point, and he was in an endless white space.

In front of him, there was a simple mahogany table. Wearing a black suit, a slender, dark-skinned man with short hair sat behind the table, looking at him with black and white eyes, showing a hearty smile.

The two were less than two meters apart.

"Welcome here again, human."

Humanity?

Xia Ren heard a lot of information from the other party's address.

First, I have been to this white space before, and second, we should know each other, but I can't remember that memory, so it is very likely that my previous self deliberately erased this memory.

But what is the purpose of erasing this memory?

"Who are you? Why am I here?"

Xia Ren asked cautiously.

It is still necessary to find out the identity of the other party and the reason why he is here.

"Sit first."

The other party motioned to him, and then a chair appeared out of nowhere.

Is it in a dream again?

No matter what, we have already arrived at someone else's territory, so it's better to first see what the other party's intentions are.

Xia Ren frowned slightly, pulled up a chair and sat down.

"This is not a dream."

The man smiled and answered his doubts.

Xia Ren's eyes were slightly lingering, but the other party could directly see his inner thoughts?

"Since the last time we met, it took quite a while, so let me introduce myself again."

A long time apart?

Xia Ren analyzed the information contained in the other party's words word by word in his mind. If it took a long time, it seemed that it would take at least a year or two.

The man's smile has a certain magical power, which makes people unable to be distracted and think about other things when talking with him.

"My name is Nyarlathotep."

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Xia Ren gasped, and said with a suspicious look in his eyes, "Are you Nyarlathotep?"

Naia just looked at him with a smile and didn't respond, as if she had already seen through everything.

Xia Ren no longer made fun of himself, and said blankly: "I don't know, I have no impression, what is your purpose?"