《After I Transmigrated as A Mermaid, I Transmigrated Back (MTL)》136
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The sky is overcast, and the clouds seem to collapse at any time. The leaves of the trees wither, leaving only the hideous branches, and the ones that are not dry have changed into a shape, either with sharp pointed teeth or covering With the fine hairs, the poisonous spores are hidden inside. Walking around, taking a breath, there is a risk of falling.
This once rich and beautiful land, where people can live without worrying about food and clothing even without labor, has now become eerie and terrifying, like a **** in myths and legends.
"Very dark age." Zhao Xiaokui said suddenly looking at such an environment.
This word was not in Lin Bai's database. He leaned closer and asked, "What is the dark age?"
"There is a legend, from an extraordinary civilization, which I saw in the memory of the Heretic God," Zhao Xiaokui explained to his team members as he walked around a fallen dead tree, "It is said that before the extraordinary appeared, Human beings have been in ignorance for a long time. They have no written words and can’t make fires. They can only rely on gathering for food. Unlike our civilization, they have to face changes in the four seasons and natural disasters. Face the threat of a creature called evil spirits."
"Evil spirits wander in the wilderness. When they reach a certain number, the sun's brilliance will be obscured. They swallow and transform those weak individuals and turn them into their own kind. They frighten those strong individuals and pollute their spirits. , Let them collapse step by step..."
"Evil spirits have no fixed form. The specific form is consistent with the bodies of the creatures they pollute and occupy. In other words, if they pollute a tiger, then they will become a tiger. If the polluter is a person, Then they are monsters in human form."
As he said, the night shadow who was in charge of exploring the road appeared in front of everyone, "I found a village in front, but the people inside have become a strange creature. I think you should go and see."
Zhao Xiaokui said: "Let's go, maybe it's an evil spirit."
Her guess was not wrong.
Far away, they saw the figures wandering in the village.
They were very thin, their skin was directly wrapped around the bones, and the muscles inside seemed to have disappeared strangely. Their bodies were filled with a strange black air, covering their faces, and they could only vaguely see the eye sockets, and there were two groups of gray-blue fire.
"The number of people is not very large, let's solve it and see if we can find any useful clues."
They knew that there were at least two great evil gods in this treacherous realm, but they didn't know where the two evil gods were. They could only come in and adapt to the actual situation.
Although they are a beheading squad, they do not necessarily have to cut off the two biggest heads. If they can force the two evil gods out, cause huge movements, attract attention from the outside world, and allow more powerful people to attack directly. A kind of success.
"These things are indeed evil spirits. People's souls are trapped inside and become burning matter. We kill them, and it is a relief, without too much psychological burden." Zhao Xiaokui reminded, "The body is not theirs. Weakness, only the brain, especially the position between the two soul fires, is the most core place."
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Zhao Xiaokui’s words fell, everyone drew out their weapons, most of them were knives, only Sucha from Leiyin’s Holy Land was a short stick. He tapped one end of the short stick and turned into a long stick. Come, he was very dexterous in his hand, the first evil spirit was crushed by his head with a stick.
Although Lin Bai is a technical talent, he has developed mental abilities, so he has strong calculation ability. He can plan an optimal attack route and attack method in a short time, and he can shuttle among the evil spirits dexterously. An evil spirit slammed to the ground.
Zhao Xiaokui’s weapons are also extraordinary. She uses her own pair of sharp claws. After the golden mermaid’s bloodline awakens, her claws also change color. When the nails are stretched out, you can see obvious gold. When attacking evil spirits , Almost just touching their foreheads, the soul fire inside would suddenly disperse under her own sacred breath.
To be honest, her golden mermaid, thrown into the sly realm, is actually more conspicuous than holy water.
Fortunately, the ancestors in the inheritance memory are not fools. Knowing that their blood is deeply coveted, they have long worked out a way to hide themselves, which means that Zhao Xiaokui has not been fully awakened before, stupid, holding a golden fish. The tail is walking outside, she is not targeted by the evil god, who can be targeted by the evil god?
Soon a few people solved the evil spirits wandering outside, Zhao Xiaokui said: "Check the situation in the house, two in pairs, pay attention to safety."
Zhao Xiaokui is a brave man, so he is naturally single.
She stretched out her hand to open the wooden door of a house next to her, a gust of wind rushed towards her face, and was caught by Zhao Xiaokui. After looking intently at a milk cat that was not the size of a palm, she realized that she was holding a milk that was not the size of a palm Cat.
Park Hyea was coming out of a house where there was nothing. Seeing this milk cat, her eyes lit up and she exclaimed: "It is so cute and it looks normal. Why is there in the contaminated sly realm? Such a creature?"
Zhao Xiaokui caught the milk cat’s neck, lifted it up, and looked in front of her eyes. Those black eyes staring at her straightforwardly, making people panic inexplicably, even the cute milk cat Pu Huiya , Also rubbed his arms and took a step back subconsciously.
She frowned, her fingers gently gathered.
Just when Piao Huiya thought she would solve this little creature directly, she saw a black qi, rising from the body of the milk cat, and as the black qi rose, the milk cat gradually became weak, which was originally crippled. The eyes also became a little soft. It looked at Zhao Xiaokui and meowed softly. It sounded soft and soft.
Zhao Xiaokui said: "No thanks."
As she said, she put it on the ground. The little milk cat lying on the ground slowly closed her eyes, and then her body quickly corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a pile of dead bones, and the bones were also in a very short time. Inside, it turned into powder and dissipated.
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Zhao Xiaokui and Piao Huiya stayed for too long and attracted other team members. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help asking, "What's the matter?"
"This cat is lucky. It should have been born at a time when the concentration of extraordinary powers has increased. Therefore, the spiritual intelligence is activated in the mother's body and become an extraordinary creature. It is a pity that the place where it lives is controlled by the evil **** and reduced to a sly. Territory, it was polluted and demonized by the power of the evil god, and the soul was wailing painfully in the pollution of the devil energy. I helped it get rid of the devil energy, and it lost its vitality."
"You should pay attention to this kind of demonized creatures. They are more dangerous than the physical evil spirits. Of course, you should not underestimate the evil spirits. It is very easy and simple to solve it now because they are all possessed by the biological body. We are facing the evil spirits without form, then you will know their power."
"Yes."
This is a not-so-rich village, as can be seen from the fact that the villagers have few possessions.
The most valuable of them was nothing more than a motorcycle parked at the end of the village. Arthur tried to start it, but was frightened by the loud roar, and hurriedly shut it down.
Lin Bai took a notebook, walked out of the room, and said, "I found this, I think it should be useful."
"What is this?" Zhao Xiaokui took it and found it was a notebook with some words recorded in French. Arthur retelled it in English on the side. "Uncle Gelu in the village has been sick for a long time. Today I went to see him. It became strange. He used to be strong, but now he is thin like a stray dog..."
Black Hill said: "It should be when the village was first invaded by evil spirits."
They turned back. The diary recorded that people in this village fell ill one after another. On TV, the United Nations called on everyone to leave Africa. They didn’t know what was going on. They just thought it was another severe infectious disease. Everyone is afraid of spreading on the land, and the person who is afraid of dying tomorrow is themselves.
It should be a child who recorded all this. The words and sentences were very green, showing the child's immaturity. Through his pen, Zhao Xiaokui and the others captured what happened in this village.
Their culture is too low. When the United Nations warned everyone to evacuate, no one understood what it meant. Poverty gave them no choice. They could not escape from this land where they lived for generations. Even some local forces gathered together to form When larger settlements were used to avoid the invasion of evil spirits, they did not obey either. They just stayed in their homes, thinking that if the door was closed, nothing would happen.
Then there were tragedies that fell one after another.
The children in the diary are the last to have an accident.
Before being taken over by the evil spirits, he began to have nightmares all day long, dreaming about some weird and strange things. After waking up, his mind was also very tranced. He thought he was sick, but his parents were more sick. He couldn't ask them for help. Instead, he had to take care of them, so he could only do it hard. Every day he recorded his hallucinations and said that he had seen something again.
"I saw a ship, a very large black ship, which looked like it was made of wood, but it was smoking again. There was a black flag on the ship with white skulls on it. It was very handsome. Like a legendary pirate ship..."
"The dream I had today is terrible. I dreamt of a valley full of dead people. Blood flowed out of the valley and turned into a red river. Many monsters emerged from the river... "
"Today I dreamed of a village. There were many people in the village. They wore clothes like those worn in ancient European TV dramas. A group of soldiers broke into their village. They held long knives and spears and saw a People kill one person. There are broken bodies and internal organs everywhere, and the intestines are spilled on the ground, which is terrible and bloody..."
"These should be the memories of the evil spirit who possessed him." Zhao Xiaokui only glanced at it and understood what had happened. She pursed her lips and said: "For those with pure minds and firm will, Being occupied by evil spirits is not a sudden time, but a period of pollution. During this process, you will continue to watch the painful past of the evil spirits."
"He should not be the first person to be possessed by evil spirits. Before him, there should be more people who have been occupied by evil spirits. These people are not even in the same era and civilization as we live, otherwise The picture he saw could not be so different."
After reading the diary, everyone felt a little heavy.
Through that diary, they seemed to have entered the period when the mainland was occupied by the evil god. When the people stranded on this land were unable to resist, they could only wait for death in despair.
Sucha closed his eyes and read the Buddha's name.
Zhao Xiaokui said: "At least we are not without gain. According to this diary, we should be able to find the next settlement, maybe there are still people alive there."
Park Huiya said: "In such a place, is there really someone alive?"
"Yes, trust me." Zhao Xiaokui has never doubted this matter. "The evil gods are not omnipotent. As long as they need humans for one day, there will be humans to survive."
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