After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

Just like the turbulent Tongtian Sand River, all you can see is muddy water.

The impenetrable black and gray fog and the invisible road ahead were like a ribbon extending into the abyss. The only things left were the corpses scattered in a disorderly manner and spread out forward as signposts.

The plants were unaffected, and even though the owner's body lay in the corner, the orchids on the windowsill were still blooming elegantly.

Live in harmony with the world, fragrant and lonely.

None of the cats and dogs on the street corners were spared. Their bodies were stiff and a foul smell filled the air.

Looking at the purgatory in front of him, the judge's eyes were as cold as ice: "Helian Shi promised that he would not harm the people in the city in the next three days."

The Supervisor sneered: "You believed his lies. You shouldn't have stopped me in the first place. Let me..."

Attack the city with all your strength.

Having said this, the cold and arrogant aura suddenly died down.

She thought that His Majesty was right beside her.

Pu Ran was suspicious: "What's your business? Why don't you continue?"

I asked you to report the details to me before, so you are still hiding something from me?

In this case, I will have to consider moving you from the favorite list to the blacklist.

The Supervisor struggled endlessly in agony, and then heard the Judge add calmly: "She killed everyone in the city."

Puran: “?”

What? They have to die no matter what, so it's okay for you to end it, right?

The monitor's eyes turned fierce and he glared at the judge.

Kill you.

As for those who are not as strong as him, the judge chooses to simply ignore them.

Pu Ran clapped his hands, like calling a chick to bring the three back to their senses: "Alright, left, right, front, you go explore separately, I will go around with Bodhi."

"Yes."

Although he was unreliable when bickering, he was very efficient when doing things. Three figures turned into shooting stars and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Pu Ran walked to the wooden bench in front of the stall and sat down, no longer looking down. There was a dead body lying at his feet.

She asked, "Is the miasma here different from what you investigated earlier?"

The lips that were chanting the salvation sutra slowly stopped, and he pursed his lips, his voice slightly hoarse due to the seriousness of the situation: "There is no comparison."

"This richness and purity is something I have never seen before. It's like it has been condensed after being tempered thousands of times."

"If an ordinary person ingests even a small amount, it would be a lethal dose."

"..."

The language became difficult to understand. Bodhi lowered his brows and eyelashes, looked at the suffering of all living beings, and sighed.

Pu Ran looked up at the sky, and his usually clear eyes were reflected in the dark fog and became dim and dull:

"Tell me, how long can those three hold out in this level of miasma?"

"Five days, at most."

She repeated: "Five days?"

Bodhi nodded: "Well, it's best if we don't stay in the city longer than this period, otherwise if we treat them, it will only expose that we can..."

"Shh-"

Suddenly, Pu Ran raised his index finger to his lips. He immediately understood and stopped talking, moving the white jade rosary beads and closing his eyes to recite scriptures.

After just a few breaths, barely perceptible footsteps were heard all around. It turned out that the three people who had been scattered to investigate had returned.

The three of them turned their eyes and saw that the monk was chanting sutras for the victims, so they lowered their voices and said to Pu Ran: "Your Majesty, there is no one alive."

In other words, all those shrouded in the miasma died.

Pu Ran did not react at all. His overly calm state made the three people a little worried.

The Supervisor asked: "Your Majesty, what should we do next?"

Pu Ran sat steadily, his heels tapping the ground from time to time. The "dong dong" sound made in the eerie and quiet environment was creepy.

"Let's go, keep exploring."

She stood up, took a big step forward and walked in front, leading everyone on the journey.

The fog was floating up and down, and the cold and hard sea of ​​corpses piled up underfoot seemed to have intensified the miasma.

The evil energy is very strong.

Not as if, but just as it is.

Pu Ran's eyes darkened. The more people died, the stronger the miasma would become.

"Your Majesty, there is a formation ahead."

As the Judge spoke, he sped up and flew in front of Pu Ran, crushing the flowing light formation with a palm of his hand with absolutely powerful strength.

The three of them looked at each other and walked in front to explore the way.

There were constant dangers along the way, but the three of them overcame all obstacles and cleared them for Your Majesty.

Gradually, the sound of people talking could be heard, and bright spots of fire were shot madly from the sky like arrows.

"Burn! Burn them all, otherwise if a plague breaks out, more people will die!"

“Wuwuwu…Mother…I want my mother…”

"Pour the oil farther away, throw the torch farther away!!!"

A wall of fire suddenly appeared in the foggy front, blocking Pu Ran and his group behind.

Puran: “…”

She laughed a little, and then gave an order: "It's time to show off your flash!"

Everyone: “…”

Okay, just get out of the way.

With a "whoosh" sound, the little red whirlwind was the first to blow out a wall of fire!

The crowd who were immersed in throwing torches were stunned.

There are actually living people in this miasma!!!

"Oh, stop throwing it away, put out the fire, maybe there are still many people alive!"

The Judge opened his mouth and said, "No more. If you mean the residents here, they are all dead."

Everyone: “…”

Damn, what a vicious mouth.

Could you please be a little more tactful?

Several people behind appeared one after another, which frightened the people.

"You, you, you...how did you survive!?"

The Overseer was displeased: "Shut up, you fools!"

How dare you make such a noise in front of my Lord? It's impolite.

The judge looked down from above, as if granting a favor: "Kneel down and pay your respects, you fools."

Emperor Ling is here, why don't you kneel down quickly?

The Judge raised his hand and touched the hilt of the sword: "Hurry up, or I will kill you."

This is Pu Ran who wanted to find a hole to crawl into: "..."

You are sick!

Her eyelids twitched and she said sharply, "Bend down."

"Oh."

The three of them lowered their heads obediently, and then "dong", "dong", "dong", and each of them punched the head.

Hiss, it hurts!

Pu Ran had a blank expression on his face: "If you keep saying that, I will throw you here and never let you go home again."

"!!!"

woo-

The three of them held their heads in grievance and dared not say anything, but their gloomy and hateful eyes seemed as if they wanted to cut the people into pieces.

The people are crying like rain. Please don't go too far, otherwise we will have to endure it for you to see.

This piece of land is a feast for the eyes, in the physical sense.

The weather was clear, the sun was high in the sky, the white clouds were blown away by the wind, and there was not a trace of miasma.

The two areas are clearly black and white, just like the dawn finally coming after a long night.

Bodhi held his palm upright in front of him, nodded slightly, and bowed to everyone. After gaining everyone's favor, he asked, "What is this...?"

His eyes moved to the dark fog area on the left, and then to the clean area on the right.

Everyone put down the oil drum and sighed: "Oh, God's punishment!!!"

"Everything was fine, but suddenly a cloud of fog rose from the sky. No one knew what to do. As they were wondering, they fell straight down, and everyone in it was gone."

"This fog has surrounded the entire city. We are trapped inside and cannot escape. We must have done something wrong and angered the gods, so they are punishing us!"

What god? An evil god?

Puran paused and said, "So this means that the fog surrounds you in a ring, and the center is not corroded, so it is safe?"

The man slapped his thigh and raised his voice excitedly: "Yes, yes, yes! That's it! The area occupied by the black fog is about half of Licheng. The remaining half is our living space."

This also reflects an extremely tragic fact, that is, the death toll is over 50,000.

Licheng has a population of 200,000. The economy in the central area is prosperous and the number of residents is relatively large.

This also allowed more people to survive.

Like a donut, they were locked in the hollow in the middle, surrounded by insurmountable miasma, with no way to escape.

"My parents are still in the black fog. Alas, they are gone... gone..."

"How did you get through that area? Can you teach us? We can try it ourselves!"

He remained silent, feeling heavy-hearted.

She looked at the death and grief on the faces of the people in front of her, and could only do her best to warn them: "Be careful, if the fog continues to spread inward, you must run quickly, run to the center."

After saying this, he led Bodhi and his group away quickly without paying any attention to anyone's questions.

They came to an inn, which was packed with people. The place that should have been full of gossip became unusually quiet.

Everyone just lowered their heads and focused on eating, and the strong man who was drinking was not in the mood to clink glasses with his companions.

The once lively and bright Licheng is now filled with a dull and dead atmosphere.

The group quickly filled their stomachs, paid for the change and left. Pu Ran waved his hand and sent three more people out to gather information.

After confirming that the environment was safe, she lowered her voice and approached Bodhi: "What do you think is the chance of success if we use our spiritual energy to clear the miasma in one area and open a road to send a group of people out?"

“Zero.”

This answer did not surprise Puran.

Bodhi continued, "This is the city center, too far from the city gate exit. Even if we clear out a piece of it, the remaining miasma will quickly fill the gap."

And these people will die if they ingest even a little bit.

Life is so fragile.

As he spoke, he suggested: "Maybe we can try to wrap them up with spiritual power and let them walk out by themselves?"

Pu Ran shook his head and rejected it: "We simply cannot afford to waste the spiritual power of hundreds of thousands of people. Moreover, if we consume too much now, we will only die in the future."

Without enough strength to face Helian, death would not be a big deal, but once she died, the whole situation would completely collapse.

By then it won't be just a matter of one person from Licheng dying, but the whole world will have to be buried.

During the stalemate, Puran decided: "First find Helian Shi, and then maybe the miasma will dissipate after getting rid of him."

So, that's all we can do.

Bodhi nodded solemnly: "Okay."

Not long after, the three people who went out to investigate came back and found nothing.

The day ended quickly, the sky was dyed with the crimson of the setting sun, and when the sky was completely dark, countless sobbing sounds could be faintly heard all around.

There is a sense of security when the sky is bright and clear during the day, but when the sun sets and night falls, people still feel great fear even if the center is safe.

It’s just because the color of the night is very similar to the miasma that devours life.

The emotions of fragility and helplessness were infinitely magnified. Surrounded by miasma, surrounded by corpses, and surrounded by panic, no one could sleep in this situation.

On the top floor of the inn, in a guest room, Puran sat sideways on the windowsill, gazing into the distance.

Endless darkness lurks like a behemoth from the abyss not far away, ready to devour the last inhabitants at any time.

The heavy night was reflected in the eyes of several people. Pu Ran's voice was calm, and it seemed inexplicably soothing in this depressing atmosphere.

She asked: "When Licheng was still a ghost town, going back in time, was this place always a mass grave?"

The judge replied: "Yes, this has been a burial place for corpses for three hundred years."

"Most of them were soldiers who dug pits and buried them when clearing the battlefield."

After every war, there were corpses everywhere. The army would bury these bodies in a unified manner, which was also a way to respect the heroic souls and let them rest in peace.

However, at that time, there were too many refugees whose countries were shattered and had nowhere to go, so they built Licheng to accommodate the people from four countries.

Just as Pu Ran was sorting out his thoughts, a "click" sound suddenly rang out in the quiet night.

The sound was very small, but all those present were extremely powerful and they keenly caught it in an instant.

Several people looked towards the source of the sound, and saw blood flowing through the gaps in the mask and along the jaw, dripping onto the ground.

That's a nosebleed.

The miasma ingested today has already had an impact on the Supervisor.

She said coldly: "I'm fine."

"pat-"

There was another sound, and everyone's eyes turned again. This time, the protagonist with a nosebleed became the judge. He pursed his lips as if trying to hide his embarrassment and whispered: "I'm fine too."

Only the strongest judge was relaxed. He was clean and tidy, with perfect manners. He said calmly, "Waste."

Can't you bear it after just one day?

Gan.

The two men had sinister looks in their eyes, and they looked as if they were ready to have a fight.

Pu Ran stretched out his arms to push the two parties away from each other.

What are you doing? Is it fun to fight among yourselves every day?

Ordinary people would die if they were touched by it, but they stayed in the miasma for so long and just had a nosebleed, which was already great!

His Majesty began to rub and praise the two, then said, "Go down and have a rest."

The two of them retreated happily, and sneered at the judge with arrogance as they passed by.

The judge commented sharply: "It's just the wailing of waste."

Pu Ran was tired: "You also need to step back and rest."

"Yes."

The three annoying little demons finally left, and Pu Ran jumped down from the windowsill and took a sip of tea. Bodhi, who had been silent the whole time, began to say, "No wonder he chose Licheng."

"Thousands of years of condensed Yin energy has created the miasma we see now. Anyone who touches it will die. It is so terrifying."

Pu Ran knocked his fingertips on the table and said coldly, "Not only that, He Lian Shi's strength will increase exponentially with the help of this Yin Qi, and it will be even more difficult to deal with him then."

If we can't even deal with Helian Shi, how can we force the mastermind behind the scenes to take action?

The air was silent for a while, and the two people in deep thought raised their eyes at the same time and their gazes met.

Puran raised her eyebrows and said, "Would you like to play something big?"

Bodhi stretched his lips and smiled: "That's exactly what I meant."