The Corruptors are a high-level species among evil creatures. They are monsters that are directly transformed from the corruption of extraordinary beings. Their obsessions are deeply entangled with their deepest nightmares as human beings. Like a seed, buried in the mist and gray fog. So they cannot be killed. The seed is still there and the form is indestructible. Even though the silver bullet warhead can reach into the dream world to a certain extent and cause huge damage to evil creatures, it is useless against the Corruptors. Even the long sword formed by nightmares, which was powerful enough to cut through the barrier between reality and illusion, could not completely cut off the Corruptor. Just a silver bullet. You can’t even break through the gray fog a few feet, and you still want to tear through the mist and crush the seeds? impossible. But the situation before them was completely beyond their understanding.
The chest of the Corrupter "Onia" was far more than just a burst of blood. A deep hole appeared there, and then as if something exploded inside, the rotten flesh on the back swelled and bulged, and a larger hole was blown open again. “…It cannot be healed.” Deepnes' face twitched, and he looked at the gray-haired girl at the back with eyes that were almost like he was seeing someone for the first time... as if he was looking at a monster. But Hitzfeld couldn't fire a second shot in the short term. As she pulled the trigger, she felt all her energy drained away. If it weren't for the wall, she wouldn't even be able to stand. She can't be allowed to live any longer. Deepnes' lips moved: "Kill..." "boom!" Before he could finish his words, his head suddenly exploded. A big hole appeared on the bedroom door. The next moment, a hand grabbed the edge of the hole and tore it into pieces. Nosa Ferdinand, who was only wrapped in a bed sheet, rushed out with a sturdy musket in his hand like a heavy tank. No one - including Hitzfeld and Xia Yibing - could understand why he had such power. From this angle, the man's body seemed to be surrounded by a layer of light gray mist. Aglaia was screaming. After Ferdinand appeared, her innocent face gradually became distorted, no longer as gentle and well-behaved as she was when she was an assistant. "what……!" The carrion monster swung its huge claws at Ferdinand. Ferdinand did not dodge, but raised his right hand, and the entire right half of his body suddenly burst into blood mist. Another thick, ferocious claw stretched out from the blood mist and collided with "Onia's" claw. “Ah…! Ahhh!!!” The monster pounced on him madly, its body twitching and spraying pus and blood all around, but even with another claw, it could not break through Ferdinand's single claw defense.
At the end of the fight, he simply used the giant claw of his right arm to grab the monster's body in his hand, and exerted force little by little, causing it to scream in pain. "Nossa Ferdinand!" Seeing this, Aglaia screamed again. "You dare to attack us?" "Where's your promise?" "Where's your vow?" The man's body paused, his expressionless face moved slightly, and the breath that had been balanced in his body quickly became disordered. The rotten flesh on the right side is constantly eroding towards the left side. Even a fool knows that this is definitely the worst development. "professor--" At this moment, Hitzfeld shouted with all his might: "Code book——" "Ms. Folland said—" "I hope you won't let her down—" "..." "..." Both Aglaia and Xia Yibing turned around and looked at her in astonishment. "boom!" There was a loud explosion at the bedroom door. The man's corruption progress was under control again. With his eyes flashing, he pinched the crazy monster with his right hand and pressed it against the wall, while he raised the musket with his human left hand and aimed it at Aglaia. "you……" "boom--" The girl's head was covered in flames. Dozens of steel bullets smashed into her face with blazing kinetic energy, crushing her skin and bones, and blasting the thoughts buried in her bones into pieces. Chapter 69: Sins Carried in Steel and Steam "Ferdinand——" With a sharp roar, what should have been the wreckage of "Deepnes" suddenly exploded in the corridor. It expanded and grew, like dough with too much yeast in the oven. Hitzfeld only saw a mass of flesh growing in front of her eyes, and the next moment, she and Xia Yibing were squeezed against the wall by it. This power is terrifying.
For a moment, she felt like all the bones in her body were about to break. "window……" I heard someone calling in my ear in a daze. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed around, and seemed to grab another hand. The obstacle that the body and upper body were leaning against seemed to be bending and tearing. Hitzfeld bit his tongue, and in a moment of clarity, he twisted his body and arched backwards. "Bang!" The sound of a glass frame shattering completely. The feeling of being squeezed disappeared as her back loosened. She quickly grabbed the hand and pulled the woman out of the gap in the fat, kicking her legs and feet to flip out. "Hualla!" The two men fell from the second floor and hit the soft grass. Hitzfeld saw stars in front of his eyes. But she still tried to look up, trying to see what was happening on the second floor. The moment she stood up and opened her eyes, the entire No. 27 Yong'en Street exploded. Wood and lime flew everywhere. In the dim light, she saw a huge mass of flesh wriggling in it. "boom!" Ferdinand spun wildly in the air and crashed into the bushes behind her. The next moment, the code book also rolled and hit the gravel road. This level of collision did not cause it to fall apart - it was as if it had not received any damage at all, and instead began to turn its pages on its own in the strong wind brought by the impact. One page, two pages... Images and texts flew before his eyes, and soon, all eight levels that Hitzfeld had deciphered were gone through. "call!" Then, under her gloomy gaze, the first page of the ninth level was suddenly flipped open. Their pupils contracted, and both she and Xia Yibing saw clearly what was on the surface: it was a relief-like carving of a giant slowly rising from the sea. It is very fat, and its body is like a short and fat cone. Its head, hands and feet become smaller towards the end, and its belly is surprisingly large. But the most horrifying thing is its front face. Its front face is made up of countless human faces. Each human face was frozen with a unique expression, and when they saw these faces, they both seemed to be seeing an illusion - it was as if those faces had come alive, constantly winking at them and saying something. Hitzfeld saw more. Xia Yibing might just be immersed in some illusory illusions, but her words...what she sees and experiences now are all realities. Each character and each scene rotates before your eyes.
She saw fragments of many people's past. The sky was gloomy and a storm was brewing off the coast of Vien Harbor. A sailing warship cut through the waves and headed towards the coast. As it approached, the dark clouds on the sea also moved along with it. The camera zooms in and reveals a layer of gray fog covering the deck. A beautiful woman with long bright red hair slowly straightened up in the camera. Her body was suspended in mid-air, with her entire lower body stuck in the deck. The dangling toes were only a dozen centimeters away from the mechanical gear set under the rudder. "Hisoka!" she shouted. "Go find something—we have to jam the gears!" "I don't think so, dear." A thin figure slowly walked out of the gray fog. He looks a bit like Grace, but his face seems less wrinkled. "Hisoka?" The woman's eyes widened in surprise. "What are you thinking about? We can't let this cursed ship return to Wayne!" "I used to think so too." The thin man shook his head slowly, "But Jane, don't you realize that we are all polluted?" “Who killed the people on the boat?” "We were lost at sea for so long, our food and water had long been used up, and we couldn't catch any fish. What did we eat to survive?" “Hisso——” "Admit it." The man sneered, "We were all abnormal back in the days of Lathreth." "But we've been fighting it—" "No, no, that's not it." The man shook his head. "Evil God? No——" "Maybe there is no evil god at all... This is a pure curse, a curse of fate. We have been fighting against ourselves." "Hisoka, you've become so strange to me..." "That's because I love you, Jane." "I don't understand what you mean." "What I mean is - since we are all contaminated, I must kill you and then kill myself to stop the spread of the contamination..."
"Then kill me!" “But this is not the future I want!” The man roared, even a little incoherent. "I've had enough!" He waved his hands wildly. "I am the inheritor of Pusilint!"