Strange Voyage: Summoning the Fourth Disaster

There was still a large amount of fine gray dust floating in the air, making the entire scene in front of Zhang Ming appear gray.

The road in this valley seems to be extremely long and narrow, as if there is no end in sight.

However, Zhang Ming was still very patient. He was wary of the strange gray stones around him while moving forward slowly.

After about ten minutes of touching, he suddenly stopped and looked at the figure lying in front of the stool, frowning.

This man was in ragged clothes and looked like he had been scratched. His facial features were very strange, his mouth looked particularly big, and his hands had hard and sharp horny claws, but overall he was still humanoid.

However, what is surprising is that as the man breathes, the rich gray dust spurts out of his mouth.

What is going on?

After Zhang Ming hesitated for a moment, he slowly walked up, calling out to the man on the ground while being vigilant.

Of course, he was on guard and did not touch him directly. He even secretly made a wax figure of the opponent just in case.

This can also show that the other party is indeed still alive.

"ah……"

It seemed that Zhang Ming's call had an effect. The man woke up groaning in pain and opened his bloodshot eyes, as if he had woken up from a nightmare.

However, he did not appear to be sane.

The next moment after waking up, he hugged his head in pain and roared miserably.

"Dust, dust everywhere!"

"I'm sick, I'm all sick!"

"Run, run away!"

"ah--"

With the final roar of pain, the man's body began to undergo horrific changes under Zhang Ming's eyes.

His body swelled, his whole body hardened and turned gray, his hands completely turned into sharp claws, his head exploded directly, tentacles with bone spurs spurted out, teeth and claws opened, as if to drag everything into the fishy mouth of his neck.

call--

A thick stream of dust spurted out from its neck.

The screams were completely replaced by sharp screams, and the monster was about to attack Zhang Ming with all its fangs and claws.

"Damn it!" Zhang Mingdun felt his scalp numb after witnessing everything. He quickly took out the wax figure he had pinched earlier and suddenly broke it into pieces.

Click!

After consuming a portion of the power of the war, a dull sound of breaking was heard. The monster's body was strangely broken directly from the waist. The sharp scream stopped suddenly and it slowly fell to the ground.

"Scared me..."

Upon seeing this, Zhang Ming was about to step forward to draw the flames, but after a pause, he cautiously took out his long sword to test. After confirming that he was completely dead, he began to draw the flames with confidence.

This is not a dungeon. I am afraid that I only have one chance to die. Only by being careful can you sail the ship of ten thousand years.

[Obtained: Large Ember Spiritual Material × 1]

Just when Zhang Ming was about to leave.

The guiding light of the spiritual candle suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, which made him slightly stunned.

But he soon discovered that the light was pointing at the monster's corpse.

A new prompt also appeared in the information bar.

[Note: When away from the blessing of the spiritual candle, the loot will not appear as drops. 】

Oh, I understand, this means letting myself touch the corpse...

Zhang Ming instantly understood the meaning of this prompt and scratched his head.

He really didn't think about this level. After absorbing the flame material, he planned to leave directly. He didn't expect Lingzhu to be so considerate and give him a hint. Not bad.

After enduring the discomfort and fumbling around on the corpse for a while, Zhang Ming indeed made a new discovery.

[Obtained: Desperate Handwriting × 1]

[Obtained: Scribbled Map × 1]

A piece of handwriting and a map, the traces on it are very confusing, and the person who wrote it seems to be mentally unstable, but fortunately, there are some analysis and hints from Lingzhu, so Zhang Ming can barely understand the content above.

【Desperate handwriting】

[Type: Letter]

[Content: "... Dust... Dust is everywhere... Every breath is the smell of approaching death... I'm in so much pain... I don't want to accept any more so-called treatment, run... run away from here! The so-called The darkness must be fake!”]

["My ancestors...the darkness...is actually real...then where can I escape to now..."]

[Description: The desperate handwriting of a sick person. 】

dust……

Zhang Ming couldn't help but glance at the floating dust in the air, and it felt even weirder.

But he didn't think much about it. Anyway, there was nothing unusual about Lingzhu's body.

Then, he opened the [Scrawled Map].

This map... is indeed very sloppy.

A strange mountain full of caves, honeycomb-like rocks, and a twisted route extending into the valley... It seemed to be his planned escape route, and that was all that could be understood.

"What are these paintings..."

Zhang Ming's face twisted into a ball, and he was extremely disgusted.

But fortunately, there were still some incomprehensible characters on it that were translated by Lingzhu.

[Healing] [Big Cave] [Mining Field] [Prayer Pit] [Dark Boundary] [Ancestral Portraits]

"Portraits of ancestors..."

Zhang Ming touched his chin, glanced up, and his eyes lit up involuntarily.

Because not far ahead, the valley seemed to suddenly open up, and there was a vaguely towering shadow in the dusty sight.

"This should be the portrait of the ancestor, right?"

Zhang Ming quickly came to the bottom of the stone statue and looked at it, and found that it was indeed similar to the [Ancestor Statue] scrawled on the map.

It seemed that he was not wrong.

With reference objects, finding the way will be much easier now.

But before leaving, Zhang Ming still carefully looked at the [ancestor portrait] in front of him.

"Ancestral portrait... This should be the ancestor of that person, but why does the statue look so old and dilapidated..."

"See if there are any special treasures..."

Zhang Ming's heart moved. The hint of the spiritual candle has already said that the things in this mysterious area will not appear in the form of drops, so he has to find it himself.

This ancestor portrait sounds like an important landmark, and there may be something good nearby.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ming looked left and right, but didn't find anything after searching for a while, until he found a gap at the foot of the statue, and then his eyes lit up.

However, just as he was about to make a move, there was a sudden noise in front.

"Catch him!"

"No! Kill him! People who don't accept treatment will bring pain to everyone!"

"Kill him!"

Zhang Ming was shocked, and after thinking quickly for a moment, he quickly hid behind a big rock next to the valley and observed secretly.

Not long after, a small figure ran out from the dust, and behind him was a group of people with gloomy and terrifying faces.

These people had the same features as the person Zhang Ming met at the beginning, and were obviously from the same ethnic group.

Zhang Ming temporarily called them claw people.

The small claw man looked anxious and terrified, with scars and blood all over his body, while the claw people behind him had gloomy and terrifying faces and chased him relentlessly.

"Stop! Damn kid!"

"You are sick! You must get treatment!"

"Ah... Kill him!"

"..." Zhang Ming, who was behind the stone, was speechless.

No, buddy, you still say that others are sick, can't you see who is sick?

Swish!

Just as Zhang Ming was complaining in his heart, one of the claw people roared, then raised the iron pick in his hand and threw it at the small claw man.

Boom!

Rumble!

The iron pickaxe didn't hit the little claw man, but it accurately hit the ancestor's statue, smashing its ankle. The next second, the statue began to collapse.

After a loud bang, the collapsed statue directly blocked the little claw man's retreat.

The little claw man was startled, looking at the approaching claw people, at a loss, and shouted loudly.

"Don't come over!"

The claw people's gloomy faces were expressionless for his shouting, as if they were not treating their own people.

"You are sick... you need treatment..."

"Those who don't accept treatment... must be eradicated..."

"No! I'm not sick!" The little claw man suddenly shouted with hatred on his face: "You are sick! And you have all been deceived! We don't need the so-called treatment at all!"

"Stubborn!"

"Damn it!"

"Eliminate you!"

It seemed that because the little claw man's words touched some taboos, the claw man's emotions suddenly became excited, his face became ferocious, and he raised the bloody iron pickaxe in his hand directly to the little claw man.

The little claw man closed his eyes in fear.

But in the next moment, a dull cracking sound was heard, and the three claw men suddenly twisted their necks to the right, and fell to the ground after losing their lives.

The remaining two claw men were stunned by this situation, but before they could react, they were also followed by an invisible force and their necks were broken.

The little claw man slowly opened his eyes and looked at everything happening in front of him blankly.

"Little guy, come here!" Zhang Ming waved at him.

At the same time, he also confirmed that those corpses could not be used to condense wax figures, and then he felt relieved.

"You are..." After hesitating for a while, the little claw man still crossed the remains of the ancestor's portrait and came to Zhang Ming: "You saved me?"

"Yes."

Zhang Ming nodded. This little guy was obviously the only normal person here, so he took the risk to take action.

Of course, he also prepared a wax figure for the little claw man...

"What's your name, why are you being chased by them?" Zhang Ming asked.

"I... my name is Yan Tong."

Zhang Ming's act of saving him just now undoubtedly won Yan Tong's trust, so even though he saw the face that was obviously different from his own, Yan Tong still chose to believe him and answered his questions.

"Because I don't accept 'treatment', they want to kill me..."

Yan Tong was in a very low mood.

"Treatment? What treatment? You look quite normal, not like you are sick, why do you want to receive treatment?" Zhang Ming said in surprise.

"I don't know either, anyway..."

Zhang Ming and Yan Tong hadn't talked for two sentences.

A strange movement suddenly came from the front, which looked like the sound of flesh and blood gathering and bones interlacing.

But before Zhang Ming could react, he suddenly saw a tentacle suddenly extending from the dusty air.

Shua——

The tentacle strangled his neck directly with lightning speed, and it was full of spikes, which pierced many gaps on Zhang Ming's body.

Zhang Ming's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously wanted to summon the wax figure, but suddenly found that the owner of the tentacle did not appear in his sight at all.

Yan Tong was also startled, and then he stretched out his hand without hesitation to grab Zhang Ming to prevent him from being dragged away.

But it was useless.

The huge force of the spiked tentacles directly dragged Zhang Ming and Yan Tong together.

With a bang, Yan Tong's head hit the stone and fainted.

At this time, Zhang Ming suddenly saw clearly that this monster covered with gray keratin was actually the fusion of the five corpses just now!

How is it possible?

He had just tried, but these corpses were lifeless and could not be condensed into wax figures with the curse eyes. They should be dead!

Why is it not only resurrected now, but also stronger?

Zhang Ming was shocked and angry.

"Ah——"

The monster screamed sharply, as if it was protesting to Zhang Ming!

Crunch...

Zhang Ming wanted to release the wax figure, but the tentacles on the neck were getting closer and closer, and were quickly pushing him towards its neck.

It's over!

The dynamic plot mission that he had finally encountered was going to end in this way!

Zhang Ming was filled with regret.

Damn it! I should have used Wei Lu Yan Xi to burn these corpses into slag one by one!

Just when Zhang Ming had already accepted his fate and was ready to give up struggling.

Zizi...

A flash of pure white suddenly flashed before his eyes, and he didn't know whether it was lightning or something else.

Bang! ! !

When the extremely fast white light touched the monster's body, the terrifying energy suddenly exploded.

The next moment, the monster's body shattered, turning into pieces that fell to the ground, with arcs of electricity flashing on them.

With a bang, Zhang Ming's body rolled several times on the hard ground, feeling that his whole body was about to fall apart, and he felt numb.

In his dizzy vision, he saw a black and agile figure falling down, slowly walking towards him, and stretched out his hand.

Zhang Ming forced himself to cheer up and took a wax block to feel better. He stood up holding the other person's hand.

"Thank you."

Zhang Ming thanked him immediately.

Then the second thing was to come to the largest wreckage of the monster's body and activate Wei Lv Yan Xi.

Flames erupted, and the wreckage turned into charcoal.

Damn it, can it be resurrected?

After taking out the long sword and chopping it into pieces, Zhang Ming exhaled and came to the man who saved his life.

Wearing a white half-length robe, a black shawl on his head, and a letter wrapped around his hands, he looked like a powerful warrior.

Wait!

Zhang Ming hesitated and looked at the other person's figure, and then suddenly realized that the other person seemed to be a woman?

"Um... this brother... sister? My name is Xiao Ming, what's your name?"

Zhang Ming didn't know how to address the person in front of him.

However, in response to Zhang Ming's question, the female warrior in front of him pointed to her mouth and shook her head.

"You are... can't speak?" Zhang Ming understood what she meant.

The other party nodded.

"Ah, sorry." Zhang Ming quickly apologized again.

The female warrior didn't care, and pointed behind him.

Zhang Ming didn't react at first, but soon realized that she was referring to the rock copper just now.

This unlucky child was just dragged away by him, and he hit a stone halfway and fainted directly.

And the situation on Zhang Ming's side changed too quickly, and he forgot about him for a while...

Fortunately, the female warrior pointed it out, and Zhang Ming hurried forward to check his condition.

He is still breathing, it seems that he should be fine... Zhang Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

However... Yantong is in this state, and I don't know when he will wake up. The other party must know about the things related to this place soon.

"Treatment...Treatment..." A faint voice came from the distance.

"Let's go to a safe place to talk first..." Zhang Ming looked at the female warrior.

After seeing the other party nodded, Zhang Ming quickly picked up little Yantong and left here.

There will be another update in the afternoon