Mysterious country

The original downtown area of ​​Qinghai City, the most prosperous area, is now empty of people.

Within a thousand meters, countless corpses lay.

Some of these corpses were fresh, some were mostly rotten, and some had already turned into blackened bones.

In the center of these corpses, there is a black column that is 50 meters high.

The column stands on an oval-shaped blue boulder, with exotic characters carved on it. The characters are raised and emit a somewhat illusory light.

And at the top of the column, there is a ball of light that exudes light yellow electric light floating. The light ball shows a color like a dark cloud, and shrill wails and screams are constantly coming from it, almost in any corner of Qinghai City. All can be heard.

Ten trucks carrying people were making engine noises, and some worn-out wipers kept wiping hard on the windshield, but they still couldn't make the windows clean.

The truck was not traveling very fast and was very bumpy because the wheels often had to crush the corpses on the ground in order to pass smoothly.

The truck stopped very close to the Soul Collection Platform, and several great masters in raincoats gathered around it.

Tianshi, who was driving, got out of the car, and then opened the container behind the truck. He saw people who had lost their hands one by one, and began to walk out one after another.

During the process, every time a person walks away, the great masters will attack and kill these people.

Then he dragged the body and threw it on the bluestone platform.

Although wizards from foreign lands are famous for being good at soul attacks, it does not mean that they are as weak as chickens.

In terms of physical fitness, wizards are similar to magic owners, and they are not something ordinary people can resist.

What's more, when wizards subdue people, they will take the lead in soul attacks.

It makes people unable to resist. Even if they attack with weapons and other equipment, the soul will form a solid defense that is difficult to break through.

These people are not all from the Qinghai neighborhood, but survivors captured from nearby areas.

As for the local people, they had already been captured and killed.

To prevent trouble, all these people had their hands chopped off when they were caught.

One by one, as if under hypnosis, they got out of the car and then died.

No one resisted or struggled, as if they had been dead for a long time.

As the number of sacrifices increased, the light pillar became more dazzling, like brilliant fireworks, and the blooming light quickly dispersed in all directions.

Bind those erratic ghosts together and put them into the top ball of light.

Just as the people in one car were killed and then moved to the side, another car slowly approached.

In the heavy rain, a man's figure walked faster and faster in the illusion created by the rain.

When the great wizards noticed it, everyone gathered together and launched a soul attack on the visitor.

However, the figure did not pause at all. He just raised his head and revealed a pair of scarlet eyes.

Just by looking at these great wizards, all of them were dismembered, and their pieces of flesh and bones fell into the corpses below.

Seeing that the great wizards were killed, the wizards fled in fear. However, soon, those who scattered and fled were reduced to a piece of the corpses, and their blood was washed away by the rain.

All the truck containers were opened, and people were still getting off the top one after another numbly.

Xia Qi saw their hands, saw the injuries on their bodies, and even saw the despair in their eyes.

It is conceivable that they do not want to live anymore, they really want to die.

Because everyone remembers that when they were arrested, their family members, children, and loved ones were played and killed by foreign beasts.

Xia Qi looked at them, but could not see them clearly. On the contrary, the survivors, after discovering the broken corpses of wizards wearing wizard uniforms, turned over their flesh and blood in the corpses like hungry wolves, and then Put it in your mouth and chew like crazy.

People have changed and turned into a group of beasts under the cruel persecution.

Living has become a kind of cruelty.

Because this is no longer a human world, but an out-and-out purgatory.

The survivors had no hands and could only rely on their hands that were still bleeding to fiddle with the bacteria-laden corpses.

They bit into the minced meat of those foreign wizards, their mouths full of blood. They did not laugh because of this revenge. Instead, they were crying, crying so heartbreakingly that Xia Qi could not even hear the roaring sound. Thunder sound.

Xia Qi looked at these people and told himself more firmly in his heart how important strength is to this world.

All the survivors suddenly opened their eyes in pain at this moment, but soon, their faces showed relief.

Then, each one of them fell to the ground with tears in their eyes.

One by one died.

It was Xia Qi who killed them.

In other words, it was Xia Qi who gave them relief.

But after they died, masses of souls flew out of their bodies, all of which were sucked in by the Soul Collection Platform.

Xia Xia Qi raised his head and looked at the soul collecting platform with a ferocious expression:

"Don't even spare your soul!"

The ghost wings stretched out from the shoulders, Xia Qi jumped high, his arms suddenly became extremely strong, hugging the column, and forcefully pulled it up from the bluestone platform.

Then, he waved his fist and punched the column into pieces.

The hundreds of thousands of spirit balls of wronged souls gathered above suddenly fell from above at this moment, and then turned into countless souls, and all rushed towards Xia Qi.

Xia Qi looked up at them, letting these souls penetrate into his body and merge into his soul.

At the same time, a large number of memories poured out.

Some are just sadness and misfortune.

These souls had no ill intentions towards him, they were just telling him about the desolation of broken mountains and rivers, and the destruction of the country and the family.

Xia Qi wiped the rain off his face, and then the ghost realm covered him again. His figure was a little stooped, as if he was carrying a heavy object, clenching his fists, walking, and then disappeared in the heavy rain.

The Outland has been completely cleaned up, but this is far from over in his heart.

Because there is also the middle realm and the inner realm.

He would never let go of any of the wizards from foreign lands.

He didn't know if the Witch God would come, but he didn't have the time to worry so much.

Now, he just wants to kill people, and wants to kill a lot, that's all.

And while Xia Qi was going on a killing spree, in a foreign land, there was a person doing something similar to him.

People in small towns were turned into corpses under the bombardment of large-scale ghost magic.

The masked man looked indifferently, admiring the ants who had no power to resist before the sudden disaster.

Watch them struggle, watch them collapse in disbelief.

Mo Shuhui followed him and witnessed with her own eyes that the mask passed through a town and slaughtered the whole town with blood.

Even like her, she felt extremely uncomfortable inside.

"Should the Witch God be coming soon?"

The man in the mask looked towards one end with emotion, his eyes flashing with excitement at this moment.

Because he knew very well how important people from foreign lands were to the Witch God.

The souls of these people have long been hollowed out by the Witch God.