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Su Changxing received the power of fire from Antuen, the god of fear and hunger, and of brilliant flowers. Flames can purify dirt to a certain extent.

The power of fire is one of the foundations of this world. It is divided into small fire, medium fire, large fire, and raging fire.

After hunting a dozen more rats like this, Su Changxing can exchange the power of Zhonghuo with Roshan.

He has the power of fire, but he cannot release it frequently. After each release, it takes a certain amount of time to accumulate the warmth of fire from this world.

There is no doubt about the power of fire. It easily burned most of the mountain of meat. It is definitely a power that can purify the filth.

After getting away from the big pit, the ground gradually became dirty. Su Changxing could feel that there were more tiny lives active in the nearby sewers, which were not as clean as those around the big pit.

There was a rattle.

A large group of little rats jumped towards them along the sewer, some ran behind them, and some attacked them.

Despite their small size and weak vitality, these little mice are not weak in aggression at all.

Cui Jia waved the chain saw knife in his hand and killed more than a dozen small mice with a few blows. He also suffered more than a dozen wounds on his arms and abdomen.

These wounds were obviously insignificant to him, but they were still a headache. There were simply too many rats.

A handful of flames appeared in Su Changxing's hand and he threw it forward, covering the entire sewer channel. However, these little mice still ran through the flames desperately and ran past them. It seemed that something terrifying was chasing them. Hundreds of rats died, and a few escaped.

After the group of rats ran past, the flames were basically extinguished. A white shadow appeared at the end of the sewer, climbed up from the ground, had no head, and had several long hairs piercing its chest. It was half-kneeling on the ground.

This scene seems familiar.

Su Changxing realized that there was such a statue in the palace of the Heilu people, but the difference was that it had no head.

He was sure that the other parts were exactly the same, including the invisible pressure that made one breathless and almost suffocating.

The white shadow slowly stood up from the ground, and blood seemed to be flowing from the wounds on his body and dripping to the ground.

"Not willing to give in, not willing to give in."

A roar suddenly came, along with a violent gust of wind, blowing through the sewer.

Su Changxing's eyelids twitched and he whispered: "Back off."

The sense of oppression this thing brought to him was too strong, and it was invincible to them, at least creatures of level four or above.

The two of them stepped back step by step, but they were afraid of disturbing this unknown creature.

The headless shadow took two steps in their direction, then stopped following. Instead, it walked through the wall and walked upwards, as if walking on a staircase out of thin air, and gradually disappeared into the wall.

It didn't take long.

There was a violent shaking directly above, and it seemed that a large number of houses collapsed.

…

"Someone released the illusory spirit of the ancient King Heilu." A tall knight in red armor changed his face when he saw the headless phantom.

"How could it be possible? Wasn't this thing suppressed long ago? Why would it appear again?"

"Don't worry about that for now and suppress it with all your strength. The longer this thing exists, the weirder it will be."

A large number of knights surrounded him from all directions. Before they even got close, they fell down one by one and their heads exploded out of thin air.

This turned the originally orderly battlefield into chaos, from a confrontation between two parties to a three-party melee.

The headless ethereal spirit is like a madman. It will only continue to destroy everything around it, whether it is living things or buildings. Hundreds of knights did not trap it.

…

Su Changxing felt the movement above, was silent for a while and said: "We seem to have released something terrible."

The appearance of the headless shadow seems to be caused by him burning the mountain of meat.

Cui Jia was also a little confused and said uncertainly: "Will this have some bad effects? We seem to have released things like demons from the seal. The meat mountain is probably the seal."

Su Changxing shook his head and said: "No, the more chaotic the situation, the greater the benefit to us. Otherwise, it will not be so easy to destroy this world. At least we can't let these people keep looking at us."

Because of the influence of the headless shadow, all the nearby mice seemed to have run away. They walked a few hundred meters forward when they suddenly heard a sharp cry. It was the cry of a mouse, but it was very different from other mice. The difference is like a person imitating the sound of a mouse.

Su Changxing sounded familiar. He had heard this voice before. It was the mouse he met before!

Cui Jia looked up and subconsciously took two steps back:

"It seems to be up there."

As soon as they finished speaking, the wall above the sewer collapsed suddenly, and a huge figure, like theirs, rushed over, preceded by more than a dozen tentacle-like tongues.

Cui Jia couldn't dodge and was hit on the shoulder by a snake head. He flew out from the side and hit the wall, causing cracks to appear on the wall and quickly collapsing, revealing a huge hole.

Su Changxing turned into a shadow, avoided the entanglement of the tongue, appeared above the mouse, and fired three bullets at the mouse's head. The bullets penetrated the fur but got stuck in the skull.

The skin of this mouse is unbelievably thick and rough.

The mouse made a sharp cry, and the fur on its body stretched out like feathers. Fine holes appeared under the fur, and red and purple liquid was sprayed out, followed by a large amount of purple mist that filled the narrow sewer.

At this time.

Cui Jia rushed over sideways and knocked the mouse that was spraying purple mist against the wall.

But those tentacle-like tongues were faster, and the next moment he was whipped out. There were cracks in the armor on his body, and several of his ribs were broken.

This also created an opportunity for Su Changxing to jump on the back of the mouse and shoot continuously at the hole where the mist was sprayed. The bullet penetrated the mouse's body, broke the fur from the other side, and tore out a huge hole, including its internal organs and so on. Everything is revealed.

The rat's fur is like iron armor. Even Su Changxing's bullets cannot break through it, but it is easy to hit from the inside out.

The holes in the rat's body that spray poisonous mist have become a fatal weakness.

After being severely injured, the mouse began to struggle frantically, making a harsh hissing sound, hitting the wall left and right, trying to crush Su Changxing into a meat pie with its body.

In comparison, Su Changxing was too flexible, constantly jumping between walls and dodging easily.

After inhaling a large amount of purple mist, he felt his body begin to feel numb, as if he was poisoned, and some purple blood streaks appeared on his skin, gradually spreading all over his body.

Cui Jia, however, seemed not to be affected. He rushed over from the other side again, held the chain saw knife in front, and hit the mouse's forehead, making a big gash.

Half of the mouse's head was almost cut off, and it was so severely injured, but it still looked lively and continued to struggle.

Such strong vitality made Su Changxing think of King Heilu before, who also suffered heavy losses but still continued to fight unabated.

"This rat can't have anything to do with the Heilu people."

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed that the Heilu people and these rats seemed to live in peace. They were right next to each other, and there were no conflicts. He did not see the shadow of the Heilu people in the sewers, nor did they see any traces of the Heilu people in the sewers. Lu Ren's chassis found too many mice.

Su Changxing shot two more bullets through the mouse's body, but it did not stop it. Instead, it made the mouse struggle even more crazily.

Bang ~

The mouse's lower body suddenly exploded, and a large amount of blood mist spread in the sewer and mixed with the purple mist.

A large number of tentacle-like things came out of the mouse's body and kept dancing around, beating the walls and the ground. Each stroke was so powerful that cracks appeared on the walls and the ground, causing them to collapse downwards.

Cui Jia rushed over again and cut off two tentacles with one knife. Facing more than ten tentacles, he seemed to be in a hurry. Then, a tentacle with a long thorn on the tip penetrated his chest and stopped in the air.

When Su Changxing saw this situation, he knew that he could not continue like this, otherwise Cui Jia would definitely die here. His eyes flashed with light, and with a wave of one hand, a big green bandaged hand fell from the sky.

The mouse with tentacles all over its body was pressed into the ground. Cui Jia also took the opportunity to break free. He kept coughing. His chest was still filled with tentacles, but the other end had been cut off by him.

Su Changxing held a pistol and fired continuously at the tentacles. The bullets penetrated the mouse's body one after another. Without the protection of the fur, the mouse's defense was greatly weakened. A magazine was completely emptied, and the mouse's body became thousands of pieces. Full of wounds, he suddenly fell to the ground.

Su Changxing was sitting on the ground. His skin was covered with purple bloodshot eyes. His lower body was unconscious. When he looked down, he saw that his abdomen was penetrated by a tentacle, and blood was constantly flowing out.

I saw Cui Jia rushing forward again with the chain saw knife, as if he was an invincible Xiaoqiang. Although there were some purple bloodshot streaks on his body, they were not as severe as Su Changxing's. It was probably because his physique was much higher than his and he was less resistant to toxins. It's also taller, so it can last longer.

At this time.

The mouse was basically paralyzed on the ground, its combat effectiveness dropped significantly, and its vitality began to gradually drain away. It seemed to have reached a certain point and finally couldn't hold on any longer. It was somewhat similar to the situation of King Heilu.

then.

Cui Jia cut its body into four or five pieces before killing it completely, but the flesh and blood still seemed to be alive and kept squirming.

"Do you think this thing is really invincible?" Cui Jia exhaled, shook off the blood on the chain saw knife, looked back at Su Changxing, who was sitting motionless on the ground, and asked:

"How are you doing now?"

Su Changxing shook his head, feeling paralysis gradually spreading throughout his body, making it difficult to move: "It's not good. Let's go to Roshan first to see if we can remove the toxin through exchange."

Cui Jia immediately carried Su Changxing on his back as he had done before, and ran towards the Roshan Mountain.

"This thing seems to be eroding my body bit by bit. I may not be able to hold on for long." He said as he ran, breathing rapidly.

Su Changxing observed his injuries and said, "What's strange is that this toxin makes my injuries recover faster."

"And it's not like a poison, it's more like a curse."

Cui Jia's running speed became slower and slower. Fortunately, the way back was clear. Before he collapsed completely, they successfully arrived in front of Roshan.

Seeing the appearance of Roshan, both of them couldn't help being shocked. Roshan once again returned to the way it was before it was burned, more than ten meters high, as if everything that happened before was an illusion.

"What's going on? This thing can repair itself?" Cui Jia was a little surprised. "How about we find an opportunity to destroy this thing."

Su Changxing staggered to Roshan, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, this thing is an opportunity for us."

He sacrificed the soul he had just acquired again, "I want to lift the curse on us."