Is it really normal to contain these anomalies?

Moses gritted his teeth, pulled out one of his already weak hands, and tried to draw back some of the smoke from the rope.

During this process, she looked up and saw a man with brown hair and green clothes appearing in the space behind the broken curtain.

Why is this stranger here?

Even Ezra and she herself didn't notice it, and there was no sign of distortion on her body.

But this guy completely ignored her question, and the man in front of her just spoke calmly.

"These distortions aren't just caused by cities. If we really follow conventional procedures, we'll suffer huge losses."

What is he talking about again?

Moses bit the small pipe that was gradually taking shape, hesitant about whether to inhale the red smoke.

He was just watching the farce of all of them in front of him...

"Mayor?"

"Mayor?"

"Mayor?!!!"

"When will my Panpan come back?"

really……

It was pretty much what Moses was worried about as these individuals approached in a distorted manner.

A larger flow of people and pain came pouring in, and the combined emotions of everyone was like a purple-red river that swallowed them up, leaving them unable to even move their bodies.

"Listen carefully, Moses."

"The Corruption is a cancer, born from the sins of life on all worlds. The misdeeds and thoughts of all living things feed the Corruption, causing it to spread endlessly from world to world."

"It only knows how to devour everything it touches, leaving behind horrific creatures filled with only hatred. Its sole reason for existence is to cause suffering to all living things, as punishment for them enjoying undeserved joy..."

What did the man in front of me say?

Moses couldn't hear clearly. She was trying hard to maintain her human form in the stream that was constantly washing over her, but the man next to her stood still in the distortion and continued to explain science calmly.

"Of course, it will also affect you in reverse. It will infinitely magnify the sins of urban residents and infinitely infect their hostility towards the outside world."

"Many of you study it and treat it as a god or a pseudo-god. This is not a good thing... wielding the power of a god is truly arrogant."

"..."

Dying?

Moses closed his eyes unable to bear it any longer.

She couldn't listen to what the man in front of her was saying.

The purple-red stream surrounding her even flowed into her heart - the black smoke could not be dispelled, and the battlefield still surrounded her.

“I want those kids back.”

"But there are some things that you can't change even if you try your best."

In the bottom of my heart.

I don't know why these sounds occur.

Ah……

Reluctance? Pain? Regret?

Are these emotions mine or theirs?

Tears of pain and blood appeared uncontrollably in Moses' eyes.

Is Ezra next to him also feeling the same pain?

Filled with murderous intent, my heart was filled with...

"Red dot!"

……

"Ha... It's an old habit. I've been wanting to change it for a long time."

But I can't stop anymore.

The rope-like restraints had disappeared, and Moses could only swing the deformed cylinder of flesh and blood in his hand, which had been transformed from a pipe, at the distortion in front of him.

she knows.

Just make the red dot appear on everyone's chest like in that war.

"boom!"

Such onomatopoeia appeared in the air.

All the red dots quickly expanded to a radius of 20cm, causing all the pierced distortions to lose their chests.

Beneath the distortion were people, their blood floating in the air, even creating a brief drizzle in the room.

"You killed them."

The man looked at her calmly.

"Shut up."

Moses trembled as he pointed the 'red dot' in his hand at the man.

She didn't know where this guy came from, but her detective intuition told her that he was terrifying...

"Speak again and I'll kill you."

"I do not mind."

The man smiled gently, as if he could continue to confront Moses like this.

"..."

"Detective! What...what's going on?!"

A few seconds of confrontation passed. Did Ezra wake up?

Moses was trembling all over when he saw the yellow-haired girl in tears running towards him.

“Is…is it this guy?!”

Ezra, who had just woken up, showed his beast-like ferocity for the first time.

Perhaps, if she had not been more worried about Moses' injuries, the girl would have already swung her fists and attacked the man in front of her.

"Ezra, go check out the Distortion."

Moses, who was able to do nothing, finally fell into Ezra's arms, and she gave soft instructions.

Her red dot of course came on this biggest twist.

Having paid so much, we certainly cannot let that distortion get away now.

"But Detective."

"Go quickly."

Ezra glanced at the man again.

She gritted her teeth, and finally chose to carry Moses on her back and walk towards the twisted figure in front of her, who had few eyeballs left...

Doesn't he need someone to watch over him?

So trusting?

The corners of the man's mouth twitched.

But as he knew everything in the world, he naturally glanced in that direction.

There, the little girl from the Lobotomy Corporation, who had also awakened, had an expression on her face as if she had seen something impossible appear here.

Is it because I saw a scene in front of me that looked like a picture of hell?

The man thought gently, but he only saw a few notes coming out of the lips of the girl in front of him.

"It's you."

"Hello, Komini, it seems like you are living well in this world."

The man smiled again.

Of course they know each other.

After all, in those beautiful memories of the containment chamber, they were workers, and he was the anomaly.

Oh……

He even has a number and a name.

G-01-05, the strange guide.

293

Chapter 293: Message about the world.

"Ezra, raise your perspective a little bit."

"it is good……"

Not aware of the movement behind.

Ezra obediently raised his hands that were holding the detective's legs, finally allowing Moses to see the distortion in front of him.

This worm, which originally had countless eyes, lost most of its eyes at some point. The empty eye sockets without eyeballs blinked, as if it was very uncomfortable because of the emptiness and being immersed in water.

"Is this because the lives of those eyeballs are tied to the lives of those townspeople?"

Moses thought about all this, but still spoke without hesitation.

"you are still alive?"

But the Distorted Creature lying in the puddle in front of him did not respond.

"I need you to let us go."

The same request again.

But this time, Distortion finally looked at her with his remaining eye.

But he no longer had the energy to ask about the guests' opinions.

"Is everyone dead?"

"I don't know, maybe there are still some alive."

Moses closed his eyes wearily, unwilling to recall what had happened just a few minutes ago. "I killed them, but it was only to protect myself."

"..."

The twisted body seemed to tremble a few more times.

But his possible future questioning was of little significance, as Moses gave his reasons for the killing.

"Why us?"

Distortion simply lowered his brightest eyes.

Its voice was as calm as death.

"Why did Company W change its route to the highway..."

“Why do accidents happen in mines…”

"Why can't those children come back..."

"We just want to improve the town and get more friends to come and play..."

In Moses' eyes, the distorted figure in front of him was disappearing.

This is a precursor to the collapse of a distorted self. Distortion is caused by extreme emotions, but if a person's hatred, anger, and sadness are not enough to sustain it, then...

Both Moses and Ezra could see an old man gradually absorbing all of his distortions.

"Sister...I'm sorry for you."