Pure White Core

I approached the black area again. The high-rise buildings they had ignited before were still burning with black smoke. Roughly, there were about twenty or thirty buildings that were on fire in the past, but I didn’t see any traces of the weird man in the robe before.

Those burnt buildings are not easy to climb, although I will not get any black ash even if I jump on them, but the structure of those abandoned buildings is very complicated, full of debris ash, burnt metal and charred Rubbish, I don't have the confidence to move around in it, and I don't think there's anything of value on it.

Going down to the ground and running forward for about five or six blocks, I found the first thing moving on the street. It was a person, a person crawling on the ground like a beast, with one thick arm It's scary, but the other arm is extremely thin, like a strange three-legged dog.

His head was much larger than normal, his teeth were jagged, and he was wandering blindly through the streets, looking for something.

Hmm... I'm 50 meters away from him. I haven't practiced shooting, and I'm really not sure that I can hit him from such a distance, so I'm going to try my dagger first.

Mosquito has not been opened since it came into my hands. I can try it today.

I trotted around behind him, because there was no sound or smell, and I wasn't worried that he would find me, let alone that my equipment had a special effect of lowering vigilance.

He was crawling against the sun, so my shadow just wouldn't expose me, and I boldly ran over and reached out to drive the dagger into his back.

Like a hot knife cutting butter, the mosquito whiskers slipped in easily, leaving a deep gash on his back, blood was surging, but not a single drop flowed out, all was absorbed by the crystal silk dagger.I can feel the warmth of the dagger in my hand, it sucks the blood happily, fascinated.

The man was still crawling forward, unaware that a dagger had been inserted into his back.

I forcefully pulled down the dagger in my hand, and directly opened a hole nearly two decimeters long. The muscles and tendons were cut off. The strange man who was crawling forward suddenly stumbled and fell down. He turned his head in doubt, and the blood spread under his body Come on, he saw me.

"Hi!" I greeted him, and sent the dagger into the left chest that I was observing just now.

He froze for a moment, then stretched out that huge hand to grab me, but it hung down limply again.

His face had already turned from red to gray, and I pulled the dagger out of the dry and rough opening.

I get 25 liquidation points.

A little bit of blood floating in the center has accumulated in the red crystal beads behind the mosquito whiskers, still twisting slightly, as if alive.

What a treat.

I dragged the body to the side of the road where it could be seen by the passing party, and moved on.

I saw the second twisted person, she seemed to have no soul, part of her body was shriveled strangely, but her head and other parts were enlarged indiscriminately, her movements were unexpectedly fast, and she grabbed a A white cat was lying on the side of the road biting, blood was all over its face, and the originally beautiful white T-shirt was also printed with large stains.

As she ate, her body twisted and changed. I don't know if it was my illusion. I felt that she had grown a lot taller, and her back was hunched, reminding me of those people in robes.

The pistol touched the back of her head, her movements stopped abruptly, and she fell to the ground.

25 liquidation points. This kind of weirdo is very powerful and fast. Ordinary people need to be very careful if they want to fight with them. Fortunately, they don't need to use weapons, so they shouldn't be too dangerous.

The dagger that stabbed her body quickly sucked all the blood in her body. I just pulled out the dagger, but there was a gust of wind behind me, and I quickly rolled forward and ran away.

An eagle the size of an old hen jumped into the air and flew back with a cry.

[Discover the 'Children of the Plane' and open optional tasks: 1. Kill the Sons of the Plane, and get a B-level reward after completing the level; 2. Help the Son of the Plane survive and destroy the cult. After completing the level, all team members will get D Level rewards and 300 liquidation points. 】

"One B is equivalent to two C's, four D's..." I turned around in a hurry, and couldn't help yelling!

"Damn, there are so many, which one is the child of the plane?"

At some point, eight or nine people ran out of the charred building on the opposite side. They were ashamed, but everyone was armed. One of the handsome foreign men raised his arms, and a white-headed eagle landed on him with its wings flapping. On the arm, it looks like a bald eagle on an American coin.But that thing is really big, like a strong turkey, at least it weighs thirty or forty catties, the handsome guy has a lot of strength to hold it.

"Whoareya?" Their guns and guns were aimed at me.

"What the Fu`ck!" I want to cry, my agility is high, but so many people are staring at me, can I run away?

"Who are you?" The handsome guy asked me again in English.

"I came from outside, and I was ordered to come to this city to kill the cultists." The mission said to help the son of the plane destroy the cult, so I should be fine.

"Are you alone?" he asked me again.

I think at least be honest at this time, and I also need their help, so I told the truth: "I brought my companions here, they are behind."

"He didn't lie, 'Brother Yi' saw them." The handsome guy said to the middle-aged woman who was holding a dick next to him.This handsome guy has a really strong accent. I couldn't understand whether he said 'eagle' or the name of the eagle. I exchanged [-] points for my fucking English. I can get full marks in listening. Do you really speak English?

"Have you ever heard a strange sound?" the woman asked me uneasy.

"I heard that evil voice, it wanted me to join the cult, but my will defeated it, and I was going to destroy it." I pointed to the crystal-like transparent dagger in my hand.

"No, you're too young. High-level cultists have more violent power than beasts. They can even punch through stone walls. Their movements are so fast that no one dares to fight them in close quarters." She shook her head.

"I'm not weak." I jumped up and squatted on the wall more than four meters high, with a pistol in my hand, aiming at the corpses on the ground and shooting randomly.

Quietly, sparks and minced meat splashed on and around the corpse, and it was beaten to pieces. Everyone on the opposite side was dumbfounded.

"You see, I know what I'm going to do," I said.

"It's unbelievable, such miraculous power and talent, could it be..." The woman met the eyes of the person next to her, who nodded excitedly at her with bright eyes, and then she turned around again: "Could it be that you are the one predicted in the prophecy?" Is it the "son of the plane"?"

"What?" I was dumbfounded.

"The Son of the Plane! It is prophesied that the boy who can defeat the "Fusion Society" has extraordinary strength and courage. He will lead us to victory." Form a group to fight the cultists to death.

"We thought Benjamin was the Child of Destiny at first...until we met you." She put down her weapon with a smile, her face full of kindness.

"I said earlier that I am not a child of a plane, and you are always unwilling to listen. Now you know that I am telling the truth?" The handsome guy named Benjamin muttered, and he didn't know whether he was happy or disappointed.

"Banjamin, you are our comrade-in-arms, we must have a leader before, and you are the only one until we find the real 'son of the plane'."

"Uh..." I was a little embarrassed. According to the prompts I heard, these guys are really "riding a donkey to find a donkey". The handsome guy with the eagle among them is not very old. "Boy" standard, and the strength is big enough, but compared to me... I'm seven years old, who dares to meet the "Boy" standard better than me?Then you have to go to kindergarten to find it.

"The son of the plane has extraordinary power, can you show us your power?" Some people still didn't believe it and asked me to show something.

I am not a child of the plane at all, how can I have anything to show?

"Is this considered 'extraordinary'?" I asked them with a dazzling white light in my eyes.

"Oh! God, it's him, he is really the son of the plane!" There was a commotion on the opposite side, all the guns were put down, some people were so excited that they hugged their companions and cried, even the handsome guy with the eagle looked at me with admiration. It's the same as Xiaobalu watching old party members.

It's really shitty.

I asked them how so many people avoid being brainwashed by the "broadcast" and they said that at that time of day they take a drug that puts them in a deep coma for an hour or so, in which they are protected from the effects of the brainwashing, but with At the same time, they will be in a very dangerous situation and may be found by the "fusionists" at any time, so they must find a safe place to carry out.

Aquamarine symbolizes an innocent soul. The cultists can not only pull people's souls out of their bodies to form blue soul gems, but also use a huge aquamarine to brainwash people in the entire city. They will all be hypnotized by strong hypnosis and lose their self-consciousness. They will stay where they are and wait for the "integrators" and "soul collectors" to come to kill or burn them at home. A few people will "convert" and become part of the cult, and start Attack other survivors around and become a "Fusionist" or "Soul Collector".

"Fusionists" are becoming more and more powerful by plundering the flesh and blood of other living beings, while "soul collectors" are priests in the fusion society. Most of them wear robes, go out to search for souls at a fixed time, and burn the souls of the living beings with fire. resentment as a source of strength.

According to their words, Wang Meijin and the other two newcomers have already "converted", and they are completely hopeless, but I know that as long as they are tied up and not hanged up before the death of the leader of the cult, returning to the pure white core will not be a problem. something will happen.Wang Meijin... She probably won't get [-] points, "Sorry-for-her." Hahaha.However, it is a good thing to help other people in our team resist the brainwashing at noon. According to these people, the more times they undergo brainwashing, the lower their intelligence will be. Brainwashing will cause irreversible damage to people's memory and thinking ability damage.

This group of people has rich experience in fighting against cultists, so I hurriedly brought them together with Xu Dazhi and his gang to plan a big event together.

Xu Dazhi and the others were terrified when they saw me leading a group of heavily armed men, but they had also received news about the "Son of the Plane" before, and they knew it was for help.

The effect of studying English for dozens of days was finally brought out: except for Huang Yufei who could chat about the weather and pleasantries, the two groups of people basically did not understand each other.

Let me do the translation, basically there is no big problem, people in our team need points, so I propose that our people should kill the cultists, even if their people attack, they should try to cripple them as much as possible, and our people will complete the final blow , I said that our people all have the indicators of 'purifying' cult members.The gang of death squads didn't refuse, but they felt sorry for us after seeing our weapons. Although the cultists don't use guns, they have extremely strong bodies, and some can use supernatural abilities. □□The power is too weak.

Fortunately, someone in the Death Squad knew where to find weapons. He told us where the weapons were hidden. Xu Dazhi, Hui Hui, and Chen Menglong followed him to get the weapons. The others took a short rest and met after dark , Take your weapons and advance towards the base camp of the cultists.

We found a building with a relatively complete structure to hide in. The death squads were shocked when they saw Huang Yufei and I conjure water and supplies out of thin air. But resupply only got harder as we got deeper into areas where the cultists were active, and what I brought out made them ecstatic.

"Why do they keep calling you 'The One' and 'The son of time and space'," Huang Yufei scratched his head and asked me, "What do they mean?"

"I don't know, do your own thing, don't care about these details!"