Chaos and unrest are spreading rapidly in the fog.

It's like a fire falling on a meadow full of hay, and as soon as the dry firewood comes into contact with the spark, the speed of its spread can no longer be controlled.

Even though Tachibana and Aono were walking in the black fog, many people found her alive.

But the transmission of information in the black fog is not as fast and fast as usual.

The speed of messaging slows down, making it more difficult to debunk rumors.

Not to mention, it is far more difficult to refute rumors than to spread them.

Or rather, the moment those betrayers spread rumors, their strategy has been successful.

Things have always been like this in the world - it is countless times easier to destroy than to create!

The same is true of the faith in people's hearts.

And the betrayers also bring another problem – a crisis of confidence.

The Transcendents could have trusted their companions behind them, but now, they weren't sure if they would suddenly strike at them.

An attack from behind is far more chilling than a frontal battle.

A small gap on weekdays, in the black fog, is more likely to evolve into a contradiction that is enough to kill.

Even their companions cannot be trusted, how can the transcendents hold on in the fog of Lost?

The amplified negative emotions hit people like a tidal wave, and only a very small number of people struggled to survive in the wave.

"No, no"

A transcendent being, watching his wife die in front of his eyes.

And the murderer was none other than another companion with a hideous face.

"Come with me and fall into the boundless black mist!"

"The black mist will wash away your sins and become a greater being."

He hid his identity as a betrayer and lived in the town for a long time.

Usually, it's just an ordinary transcendent person, and he has a good relationship with other people.

But all of that was just his disguise.

At this moment, there is only madness left in his eyes.

When Aono and Tachibana Li came to the scene, they saw this picture.

Aono didn't hesitate, and directly took action to kill the betrayer.

Aono is now discovering that the outbackers are actually a bunch of out-and-out madmen!

- He doesn't really have any qualifications to talk about them.

Unlike Aono, they don't identify with their human identity.

Perhaps, the renegade is despair of the future of humanity, so he turns his back on humanity and wants to live as another being.

In simple terms.

Betrayer: "I'm not a man anymore!" ”

It's normal for them to do anything that doesn't conform to human common sense.

"Why, why"

"This is going to happen to us?"

The transcendent holds the body of his dead wife, and the beloved is rapidly losing its temperature.

"After all, wouldn't it be nice if you shouldn't have left here early to start a new life for me to stay in the secret room?"

He muttered to himself.

His eyes looked like he was dead, hollow.

There is no greater mourning than death.

"Whose fault is this?"

"Mr. Yamamoto"

Tachibana called out the name of the transcendent, trying to approach him to comfort him—Tachibana reliably remembered the names of all the transcendents in the town.

But she was stopped by Aono.

"Don't come near him again."

Aono can't see, but sometimes, inspiration can be trusted more than eyesight.

Negative emotions such as confusion, despair, and anger are converging in the direction of the man, and they are changing in a distorted form.

"Aono-kun?"

Tachibana was a little puzzled at first, but soon saw a scene that made her shiver.

Mr. Yamamoto, who was holding his wife's corpse, began to distort his face continuously—not only the distortion of his facial features, but also the twisting and changing of flesh and bones.

It was as if under that face, there was some kind of indescribable monster that was about to burst out.

That kind of change didn't just happen to his face.

It's all over his body.

The muscles of both hands began to swell to the point where the skin could not wrap around them, and then cracked with a "bang".

Mr. Yamamoto, along with the body in his arms, was stained red with blood.

The bones are also distorted.

They shatter and generate new white bones, and with no regularity.

The stench of decay and blood spreads.

"It's alienation!"

Tachibana muttered.

His eyes were full of pain.

Alienation refers to the changes that occur after the transcendent person has absorbed too much unspeakable substance, or has experienced a huge stimulus and gone completely crazy.

For example, Aono used to look directly at the indescribable, contact indescribable, and swallow indescribable.

These things, no matter which one of them, are placed on normal people, and they may cause them to clear their sanity and turn into terrifying monsters.

Tachibana Li could only watch sadly.

Because she can't do anything.

Alienation is irreversible!

This is the consensus of all the transcendents in the Lost Lands.

A moment later, a deformed monster replaced Yamamoto.

He's oh no, at this point it can only be described as "it".

The huge face, eyes, nose, and ears are all gone.

Only one stretches from the left end of the cheek to the right end.

There were no lips, just a bloody crack, hideous and terrifying.

The figure does not resemble a human form, at best there are only two things that barely count as arms.

"Roar—"

It roared, and the first thing it did was tear the corpse in its arms.

And can't wait to put the pieces in his mouth.

How sad is that?

The transcendent beings around him are only uneasy and fearful in their hearts - will we be the same as him?

"Huh!"

The gray rod in Aono's hand fell, directly shattering half of its small body.

One arm shattered directly.

However, it didn't seem to feel the slightest pain, and its other arm swept across.

It's blazing fast!

Before the wind could hear, Aono had already jumped.

This time, the target is its head!

"Bang!"

The watermelon was smashed by wooden sticks, but all that could splash out was rancid pieces of minced flesh, without any brains.

The head of this monster has long been empty.

Moreover, under this stick, it was only blown out of the head.

Most of the remaining body can still move flexibly, and it will be even more violent!

Even in the black mist, the broken other hand is still regenerating.

"It's useless."

Another transcendent next to him gave a desperate reminder.

"In this black fog, alienated monsters are immortal and immortal existences."

"We can't kill him!"

The despair continues to spread, contagious like a virus, and the people around them are falling into the abyss.

And when they fall to the bottom, they will also be alienated into such monsters.

"Immortal and immortal?"

Aono scoffed and deceived himself again.

He never believed in the existence of a true "immortal and immortal".

"Monsters die when they are killed!"

It's not enough to smash it once, but what about thousands or hundreds of times?