The top of the crowbar cuts through the air, and at the moment of disengaging the hand, it even detonates due to the extremely fast speed.

With a sharp whistle, the crowbar flew to the priest in almost an instant.

The attack came suddenly. Although the priest reacted quickly, he still couldn't completely avoid it. He could only tilt his body to the side and avoid the important heart position.

A crowbar passed him by, and a second later, several buildings behind the church were hit by huge forces and collapsed in smoke and dust.

Until this moment, the pagans who noticed the movement were looking up and looking into the sky.

The priest covered his chest with one hand and looked at Xia Ren again, and found that the other party was gone.

Blood with blue light spots flowed down. His right shoulder was covered in blood and flesh, his arms drooped weakly, shaking in the air, and almost only a little flesh left in the connection with his body. The white bone stubble was exposed in the air, making his injuries look particularly serious.

But the priest didn't care at all, as if he had lost his sense of pain, and even his expression did not change at all.

The brown-black fungi blankets covering the body spread towards the wound, rapidly increasing their size to fill the lost flesh and blood. After only one breath, the bloody wound on his shoulder was healed.

Standing at the highest point, the priest glanced around the town and could not find Xia Ren again.

"snort!"

The priest no longer paid attention to Xia Ren, but looked at the direction of the cemetery in the distance.

With a loud "boom", the church's spire exploded into dust, and the priest's burly body was like a meteorite, cutting through the sky.

The pagans were rioting, waving their weapons in their hands, making strange sounds of broken wood in their mouths, jumping onto houses, lifting the manhole covers of sewers, searching for all suspicious traces.

While the surround was not so tight, Xia Ren was relying on his own speed to travel quickly between the buildings.

"If you continue like this, if you can't find what you want later, it will be troublesome."

He crossed the church and first came to the ruins, picking up his crowbar.

The Holy Sword of Physics is the only weapon he can rely on, and it is also one of the few things that can effectively kill pollutants. If it is lost, his combat effectiveness may be reduced.

Observing the pagans running back and forth around searching for their own trails, Xia Ren couldn't help but worry about the real estate agent.

"I hope people are fine."

He prayed for the other party in his heart. After all, if the real estate agent is caught, judging from the other party's current state, he will basically die.

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether the house agent dies or not. The main reason is that there are clues about his past that have not been asked yet, so at least I hope he lives until the end of the matter.

Xia Ren was about to leave the place, but his eyes accidentally swept into it. There was a relatively large photo frame in the ruins.

Although most of the scenes were covered by dust, Xia Ren still keenly discovered a trace of strangeness.

He bent down to pick up the photo, took off the dust on it, and wiped it with his hands to see clearly what was inside.

Xia Ren couldn't help but his pupils shrank slightly.

What he was holding was a family portrait, with a total of six people in the whole family, two elderly people, two middle-aged people, and two children.

They were all laughing, but strangely, these people were all deformed without exception!

Absolutely abnormal height and body shape, sparse hair, as thin as paper, you can clearly see the swollen skin of the blood vessels inside, the weird facial features and twisted fingers.

If such a photo is called a horror movie, everyone believes it to be a family photo of a normal family, then everyone will look at you with a fool's eyes.

Even Xia Ren, who has seen countless horror scenes, was a little creepy when he saw this photo.

"Is it because they shot it after they turned into monsters?"

Xia Ren looked at the back of the photo, which read 1090, 7, 16. 1090 should be the year of shooting, and the sun and moon behind it are more accurate.

This year is the new era of 1106, which means that it was like this here sixteen years ago.

"Is it possible that the incident recorded in the hospital's notes happened at least sixteen years ago?"

Xia Ren couldn't help but start to doubt his memory, but it was wrong. If the hospital had been abandoned at least sixteen years ago, it would definitely not be able to maintain its current appearance. Although the notes are often used, they are still relatively new in general, unlike being left for so long.

In order to verify his ideas, he risked his life and entered several houses and looked through the photos inside.

But in these photos, all of them are deformed people.

The more I looked, the more I felt a chill on his spine.

Could it be that before the pollution broke out, the residents of this town were already in this ugly appearance!

No wonder they didn't go to the city hospital when they were sick, no wonder the taxi driver I looked for had never heard of this place, no wonder the road here is so difficult to find...

"What the hell is going on?"

Xia Ren looked at the dark sky above his head, and the harsh screams of pagans sounded in his ears, feeling extremely absurd.

"What the hell happened to this town?"

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"Ah Yeh!"

The real estate agent sneezes, which affects the illness on his body and grins in pain.

"Xia Ren should fight with the priest now."

He rubbed his nose, stood up from his chair, walked to the window, and looked through the broken glass at the collapsed church spire.

"I hope people are fine."

The real estate agent prayed for Xia Ren in his heart, hoping that he would be more lucky and win over a priest who was comparable to the apostle.

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether Xia Ren dies or not. The main reason is that he can’t get the holy object and he can’t live tonight.

What real estate agents are most concerned about is their own life issues.

"After that, these noble descendants of the once glorious pirate country were actually extinct in this way. It turns out that our ancestors had accumulated too many sins."

The riots outside also noticed it, but under normal circumstances, no one will come to this hospital, so he chose to hide here.

But, that's normal.

The real estate agent did not expect that the priest did not care about Xia Ren, but went directly to the cemetery.

Now the goal of all pagans is to turn the entire town over and find this outsider, but in this way, the real estate agent who was planning to lie all the way to the end was hit.

He saw a pagan who had broken through the wall and walked towards this side.

"It's a lot of trouble now."

The real estate agent smiled bitterly.

His body is so weak that he can escape, it is difficult to even flip out the window.

"I don't want to die so soon..."

The real estate agent took out the dark water from his arms, took a sip, and cheered up.

At this time, the pagan who rushed in discovered his figure and immediately ran over with his weapon.

The real estate agent wiped the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand at him, and then opened his five fingers.

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