global pollution

"That's it, come on, gather around me!"

Seeing that the time was almost ripe, Xia Ren arched his legs slightly, and then jumped up vigorously.

The huge reaction force made the roof of the building as fragile as loose sand, and it collapsed after he jumped up, and many heretics who had already climbed to the roof were buried in the ruins.

But more heretics were still gathering, and Xia Ren jumped into the air, always about to fall.

With their heads up and their hands raised, they looked forward and waited for the moment to tear him to pieces.

From a distance, this scene looks like fanatical believers worshiping their great gods, full of absurdity.

Xia Ren showed a cruel smile, unscrewed the lid of the oil drum in his hand, and threw the oil drum down.

In mid-air, the transparent gasoline gave off a very recognizable smell, swayed down, and landed on the heads of the heretics.

When the oil barrel was about three meters away from them, Xia Ren threw out the crowbar.

The hard crowbar was inserted into the metal barrel of the oil drum, and a cluster of sparks was produced when it collided.

In an instant, the flames spread uncontrollably, and then,

"boom--"

The oil drum exploded above the ground. For a moment, the light it emitted made the sunlight above the head look extremely dim. The flames with high temperature and burning attachments enveloped all the heretics with a radius of tens of meters. People in this area Heretics had nowhere to hide but to watch themselves being consumed by flames.

Xia Ren was also instantly burned by the high temperature, and his skin immediately became red and swollen, causing him unbearable pain. The aftermath of the explosion sent him flying aside, but fortunately, the rootless water has the repairing ability, and it has not landed yet. Most of the burns had healed, he used his tentacles to adjust his center of gravity, and landed firmly on the ground.

Compared with his ease of use, the heathen's side is like a deep hell.

Hundreds of thousands of people screaming together, what kind of experience is it?

Xia Ren felt that his eardrums were about to be shattered.

The power of the oil barrel explosion is not reflected in the shock wave, but in the flames it brings.

The heretics gather together at such a high degree that they are helpless in the face of flames. Houses are burning and people are also being burned. Moreover, due to the strong vitality of the heretics, they cannot die easily and can only endure continuously. tortured.

Pagans in extreme pain scurry around like headless flies, wanting to seek help from their companions, but often once they come into contact with their companions, they will hug each other tightly because of the pain, causing the two to die together.

So those firemen kept chasing after their companions, and the companions tried their best to avoid them, not wanting to be buried with them.

The distorted throats of pagans cannot produce human voices normally. If they could speak, Xia Ren felt that they would definitely yell at this time: "Don't come here!"

Xia Ren stood in the distance, looking at all this, and those pagans who escaped from the explosion also found him, but the strange thing was that none of them dared to come again.

The situation was suddenly reversed because of an explosion.

"Come and catch me!"

Xia Ren shouted.

The heretics were just too busy avoiding their burning companions to pay him any attention.

Xia Ren shouted again, "If you don't come, I'm going to go!"

"!!!"pagan.

Hearing these words, the surviving pagans sped up their speed collectively. The fear of being destroyed even made them overcome the priest's order and flee in the opposite direction from Xia Ren.

"Hahahaha!"

Xia Ren laughed loudly, holding the last gasoline can in both hands, and Sa Yazi chased after the heretics.

He was in a state of excitement and didn't notice that on the system page, his pollution value had risen to over 50100.

But even if he noticed, he probably wouldn't care if he was immersed in happiness.

"Don't run away, let's get together and get close, I'm super friendly!"

Xia Ren shouted while chasing, he wanted to share with everyone, but everyone didn't appreciate it.

Some heretics who had slower legs and had just rushed over saw that Xia Ren was planning to go there, but then met his companion who was running away desperately with a frightened face, and hesitated for a while.

Although the new heretics didn't know what terrible things happened just now, they also subconsciously fled together, which proved that even if they are irrational, people still have a herd mentality.

The scene in the small town suddenly became weird. Xia Ren, who was originally being chased by the crowd, suddenly changed his identity and started running after the crowd.

And in the process of running, as more and more heretics joined in, the fleeing team became bigger and bigger, just like a shepherd dog chasing a flock of sheep.

After running like this for a while, Xia Ren realized that he could not catch up with them by himself. These heretics were frightened, and if they continued to chase, there would be no great gains.

He stopped, and accidentally saw the church in the center of the town out of the corner of his eye.

Startled.

Xia Ren was having so much fun, it wasn't until this time that he finally remembered the business.

"Hope the real estate agent didn't have to wait too long..."

Looking at the sun that had unknowingly slipped to the west, he thought without confidence.

Xia Ren rolled up the oil drum with his tentacles, intending to leave this gift to the priest, and then went straight to the church.

Along the way, the heretics carefully watched from a distance, and no one dared to run over to stop him.

In order to reduce the possibility of being completely besieged when escaping, Xia Ren had been running around the periphery of the town, so the church was very lucky not to be affected.

He quickly walked up the stone steps and entered the door of the church. In the wide hall, rows of benches were neatly arranged.

The flames were raging outside, and half of the houses in the entire town were burning. The clean and tidy atmosphere here gave people a feeling of discord.

Xia Ren didn't stop, and continued to walk in.

The wreckage of the idol smashed by the priest remained in its original position, and no one moved it.

After seeing the statue, Xia Ren became more suspicious.

"What kind of god is this?"

He couldn't help talking to himself.

Because it's so weird.

The idol was shattered into several large pieces, but it didn't become shattered, so you can still roughly see what it looked like when it was complete.

Xia Ren originally thought that the residents of the small town believed in the more common human-shaped gods, but the god in this small town was a huge...rat?

He thought he had read it wrong, but he read it several times, and even put the pieces together briefly, and finally confirmed that the idol worshiped in the town really looked like a big mouse.