The two looked at each other and said honestly:

"We are workers in a nearby mine and live in a dormitory. Because today's mining share is insufficient, we now have to go back to the mine to work."

After saying that, they looked up at the sky. The sun had already fallen into the clouds, and the sky on the other side was dimly lit by night.

"So that's it. I'd better go to the small city ahead. Although it's small, it's still a safe place to stay." Edward said with a smile, "Thank you both for showing me the way. Do you have any wishes?"

The middle-aged and elderly man was startled, quickly raised his head and said:

"Please think carefully! It will take at least half a day to walk from here to the city. It is too dangerous for you to walk alone in the wild. It is easy to encounter robbers and refugees. There are still many deserters. Sir, you..."

"Don't worry about me, I have the ability to protect myself." Edward repeated, "What are your wishes?"

"Wish?" The young man laughed self-deprecatingly. In fact, he hated foreigners extremely, but he reluctantly looked kind and cheerful when faced with the gentleman in front of him who had a very good attitude and could speak Dutan dialect.

He forced a smile and said: "Sir, you are just asking for directions, I don't need anything in return."

The middle-aged and elderly men also nodded quickly and said, "Yes, sir, it is our honor to be able to help you."

Edward saw a trace of anger flash across the young man's face, and he nodded: "I understand."

"Then let's say goodbye. I wish you both a good dream tonight."

The two said goodbye again and again. The young man walked away for a while and then turned around by mistake.

In his imagination, the gentlemen of the Northern Continent wearing suits, leather shoes, holding canes and leather shoes must not be able to walk very fast. The wild lands of the Southern Continent are not as good as the flat brick fields of the Northern Continent, which are not good for the gentlemen's precious legs and feet.

But when he turned around, he was surprised to find that there was no other figure in his field of vision.

"Hey, uncle!" The young man quickly tugged on the sleeve of the middle-aged and elderly man and said in disbelief, "That man is gone!"

The middle-aged and elderly man slapped the young man on the back as if facing a formidable enemy, and said with a mixture of shock and anger:

"How many times have I told them to call them sir outside?"

"But he's gone!"

"What if someone can hear me? What if there are others around?" The middle-aged and elderly man grabbed the young man's arm, walked forward faster, and kept lecturing, "Lower your head when you speak!

Last time, that kid threw a stone at the Governor's carriage and was beaten into a sieve on the spot. Have you forgotten?! He's so careless! Can I wrong you by lowering my head and speaking?!"

The young man snorted a few words indignantly, and the middle-aged and elderly man scolded him for a few words. The two of them just put the matter of the people from the North Continent who suddenly disappeared behind their minds and headed towards the mine at sunset.

At the same time, on the wall of the small city dozens of kilometers away.

The soldiers who were chatting and resting against the city wall suddenly saw one of them staring straight at their backs.

"What's that look of yours? Don't be scary... Then, what is that?"

Then, everyone's eyes focused on the direction where the soldier was looking.

At the junction of the setting sun and the horizon, a monster appeared.

There are no words other than monster that can describe the appearance of that thing - it has a huge and deformed body, like a large moving mass of meat, and dozens of arms of different lengths are like toothpicks stuck in the meat mass.

The meat ball seemed to be made up of countless pieces of human flesh, leaving long blood marks and pieces of flesh when it squirmed. The meat ball had no clear limb divisions, and the surface of the meat ball looked like human faces, some big, some small, some old, some young.

One of the soldiers made eye contact with a girl's face. The girl's face showed a shy smile. The whole piece of flesh on her cheek lifted up due to the movement of her face. The crow pecked out her eyes, leaving only two bloody holes.

There were flies and maggots in the eye sockets.

The soldier couldn't stand the stimulation and was frightened to death.

Despite such a long distance, the soldiers, who were just ordinary people, still felt the breath of blood and death coming towards their faces.

Their squad leader was a Sequence 9 Beyonder and the "strong man" most familiar to the soldiers. At this time, facing this monster, the squad leader's legs kept shaking, and finally he couldn't support his body and sat down.

Fell to the ground.

At this moment, this seemingly bloated mass of meat came in front of them with incredible speed.

Its height completely exceeded the city wall of this small city. The faces showed smiles, and the arms stuck on the meatballs flew out like tentacles. In an instant, all the defenders on the city wall were captured and put into their mouths one by one.

These prey will scream and struggle, and are very noisy, but as long as the head is removed, they will become a part of their own body.

When the meat dumplings finished the dessert and began to squirm over the city wall, Edward picked up a copy of the Southern Continent Daily from somewhere and read it while walking.

"Sigh, this kind of family is indeed not in line with my taste."

Seeing the city wall collapse under the load and huge pieces of flesh entering the city with masonry residue, Edward shook his head.

"But when attacking a city, area fear is still very useful."

He walked along the rubble piled on the ground to the city wall that had not yet collapsed. He watched the pieces of meat crushing the houses as they advanced. One after another, new frightened faces appeared on the surface, and soon a happy smile appeared.

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Edward wiped a city wall brick clean with a paper towel, sat on the city wall, held his chin and looked at the dancing meat mountain for a while, and finally couldn't help but crush it into pieces, reducing it to a huge amount of bones and flesh. The red tide was released.

Immediately it rushed through the city like a floodgate had been opened, swallowing up the people who were running for their lives on the streets in the night. The gas street lamps in the city were lit one by one, and the transparent shadow broke away from the shackles of the body and appeared in the sky above the city.

Circle and scream, constantly adding new ones of its kind.

The man standing on the low roof was a native of the Southern Continent. His outstretched arms in the sea of ​​blood grabbed the wall and climbed up. In the floating faces, he saw the mother and son next door smiling at him.

"Oh God, Oh God...!"

He knew that he was about to die, and his fear and survival instinct blocked all unnecessary thoughts. He wanted to pray to God, but he didn't know which God to pray to. However, before he could find any trustworthy god, a child's hand

I touched the tip of his toes, and the front half of his feet immediately disappeared and became part of the sea of ​​blood.

He lost his balance and fell back, unable to feel the pain in his feet at all. Tentacles of flesh and blood climbed up to the roof in front of his eyes. He moved back in fear on his hands and feet, but he didn't want to suddenly reach out a hand from behind and pull him away.

He dragged it down.

There was not even the sound of falling into the water, not even whirlpools or ripples. He fell, just like water falling into the water.

"Get away! Get away!"

A low-level officer who rushed out of someone else's house kept roaring angrily, quickly mounted his horse, and kicked down the local girl who wanted to follow him, completely ignoring the tenderness just now.

He was the fourth son of a wealthy businessman who had no inheritance rights, and was sent to a distant and backward city to join the army. The wealthy businessman's father still thought about his son to some extent, and spent some money to help him avoid detours and start as an officer. Although the southern continent is dirty, barbaric, and backward

, which is disgusting, but the people in the Southern Continent are docile and weak, and their knees are so soft that they can kneel to anyone. He has everything here and can get whatever he wants, so he has some happiness and dignity in his difficult military life.

Just when he thought such days could last forever, disaster suddenly struck.

"Get out of here! Get out of here! Don't block my way!"

He fired repeatedly and even shot at the people around him. But the crowd trapped his horse and surrounded him with people running for his life. The gun, horse and military rank he was proud of were no longer of any use.

If his physical fitness were better, he could jump off the horse, knock away the thin natives and mixed-race people around him, and move forward in a rampage.

But his arrogant and extravagant life made him weak and fat. As soon as he got off the horse, someone tripped him to the ground. Someone behind him pressed on him. He struggled desperately, but he couldn't get up no matter what.

Coming.

However, death would not stop for this. The sea of ​​​​blood caught up with him. The last scene he saw was the girl who had been kicked down by him staggering to the front of him. He had the last thought of "hateful——", and many

Together, people become part of the sea of ​​blood.

Edward took his time and walked step by step on the wall surrounding the city.

Wherever He went, the sea of ​​blood spread.

Then there were screams of terror from the darkroom in the rich man's house, and blood flowed from the cracks in the door. Blood also gradually flowed out of the cellar in the poor man's house, and the lid of the cellar was opened.

There were still faint sounds of prayer in the only small church, but after more and more people rushed in and out, the place became completely quiet, and the steps and decorations were washed clean with red.

People running rampant on the street resented in their hearts "Why are there so many people in front of me?", sparing no effort to push each other, trample, curse, add sin to themselves and then die. The little nobleman's car was caught by the wheel by his arm.

, the nobleman and his family, wives and concubines shouted "I don't want to die" and were dragged into the flesh and blood. The sea of ​​blood washed them away, leaving behind a car full of soaked banknotes and precious metals.

Of course, when death comes suddenly, many people will not be able to accept it.

The devil doesn't care whether you accept it or not, he just wants to come out for dinner after being locked up for a long time.

"Um--"

After all the lives of more than 85,000 people in the city were taken away by him, Edward just walked around the city. He looked at the city under his feet that had turned into a lake, and felt a need to wash up after eating.

Bowl of troubles.

The assimilation of flesh and blood is not a big deal, it is even just the most superficial application of the blood curse, but it will become more terrifying after it snowballs.

Edward believes that he is not the kind of demon who only likes to torture the weak. He actually likes to achieve terrible consequences by distorting and amplifying the resentment of the weak.

"If you make a bigger one, you'll probably be tracked by the church... It has no other use than attracting hatred. It's more convenient to go by yourself."

He stretched out his hand, and the sea of ​​​​blood surged up, creating a tornado that flew high into the sky. The ghosts all rushed towards him, and finally they turned into a drop of blood and fell into the back of Edward's hand, disappearing like snowflakes melting.

In the beginning, only a drop of blood was used.

"A little more spiritual...well, that's all there is to it after all."

Edward turned around, preparing to jump off the city wall and go to another city to rest temporarily.

As soon as he took a step, he paused, picked up a stone from the ground and threw it behind his back, smashing the Storm Church in the city to pieces.

TBC

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Lao Ai: I just said that I always feel that something is not pleasing to the eye.
Chapter completed!