As before, Marx built three ground shelters in the city of Port Antonio, the largest of which directly occupied Antoine's mansion, the ornate castle that once belonged to the Antoine family.

This is all due to the fact that most of the corrupted do not show aggression, which also blinds many survivors who are not corrupted by Chaos, and like Sildo, they refuse to leave their relatives and friends.

However, most of the survivors were not as experienced as the young mages and were not completely isolated from the corrupt, and Marx had already met several such families, and watched them slowly become corrupted when persuasion failed.

The farther you look, the more painful it becomes, and Marx is undoubtedly the person who sees the farthest in the city, so he suffers the most.

Every day, he could see countless souls corrupted by chaos, and the flame of hope was gradually extinguished like a fire that had been extinguished.

But he withstood the pressure, did not give up, did not get discouraged.

It took him four days to lure the aggressive Corruptors into unoccupied houses on either side of the street, and to board the doors and windows.

God knows how he did it in a mortal body, but Marx, who used this stupid method, was gradually restoring order in the city, and the safe streets gave more uninfected people the opportunity to come out and find food, which gave Marx the opportunity to come out and contact them.

Marx had the ability to see the existence of chaos, even the slightest corruption could not escape his eyes, he could discern each corrupter, and he could see their struggles.

The confrontation of consciousness, the confrontation of the soul, and the confrontation of physiology are going on all the time, and Marx selectively classifies these survivors to avoid cross-infection.

The cautious and timid remnants of the City Guard are the best gatekeepers, and thanks to the corruption of the City Guard's upper echelons, they have not been corrupted by Chaos.

When Marx saw the old grain that was older than himself, he forgave the officers who had been corrupted from the bottom of his heart.

All of the clean-cut survivors were taken to the barracks by Marx, who would have preferred to be protected by Reverend Richard if possible, but the underground shelter was already overcrowded due to its limited size.

For the rest of the corrupted, Marx divided them into three gears according to the degree of difference, and the least corrupted ones were handed over to Sildo to manage, and he himself personally managed the most serious ones.

He brought them into Antoine's castle, partly because of the clean water, and partly because he was prepared for the worst, because the castle was structured to restrain the corruptors.

Most of these people still have their own consciousness, and they sense that something is wrong with them, but the blinded senses prevent them from discovering their anomalies, and panic and fear become the main color.

Physically, these Corrupters have begun to undergo a slight alienation, some have grown extra limbs and organs, and others are detaching themselves from their human form.

Marx will not be affected, special experiences create special souls, Marx, who was almost selected as the lord of change, can be said to eat both black and white, and this level of chaotic erosion cannot affect him at all.

In the same way, his existence will not be overshadowed by chaos, and Marx is the only truth in the eyes of these corrupters.

"I know you are in pain, and the filth in you is constantly weakening you, trying to manipulate you, devour you, replace you." Marx sat in the middle of a bunch of corrupters, his tall body shining especially in the wave of demons, like a lotus flower in a quagmire: "But you must be strong, now tell me, what is your name?" ”

Not everyone reacted, but most of the Corruptors were caught up in a state of confusion, and some of the Corruptors whose mouths had disappeared were like ants on a hot pan, struggling, until eventually two lines of tears flowed down their eyes.

"Don't worry, I can feel your thoughts, think about it, find your names in my memory, and tell me." This time, Marx's voice appeared directly in everyone's minds: "The name is very important, it represents the code name of your person, it is the mark that represents you in the eyes of others, tell me your name!" ”

In the end, Marx's voice of the heart bombarded the spirits of these corrupters like a bell, giving them a little respite from the chaos.

"My name is Parker Nash..."

"My name is Andy..."

......

The abundance of feedback made Marx close his eyes, immerse himself in his thoughts, and respond to every voice, which was the arm they had condensed with their own consciousness, and Marx was the only helping hand they could grasp.

"Don't stop, keep remembering, the names of the relatives around you, what are they called? Your neighbor's name? Think of the best snippet of your memory and tell me the name of someone you once liked. Marx was like soothing a group of frightened children, and said gently: "As long as you don't give up, I won't give up." ”

For a while, the scene in the hall of Antoine's castle was dozens of meters apart, and it made Sildo Roosevelt feel a holy aura.

But he still had to interrupt the harmonious scene, and he knocked lightly on the gilded door: "Mr. Marx, there is something that needs you to come out. ”

One by one, Marx appeased the suffering corrupters, who could not correctly perceive the outside world and could not communicate with others, and a person was trapped in the barriers created by chaos, and the pain made people prefer to give up on themselves.

The heavily corrupted people who were locked in their houses in the streets outside were the product of giving up hope, and now Marx is their last hope.

"Is there something wrong with your Vault?" Marx walked to the door and closed it, he could not risk giving these people a chance to leave: "Is your teacher okay?" ”

Marx was worried that there was some bad news waiting for him, for it was almost midnight and there was nothing important, and Syldo would not venture through half the city to find him.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Aiden looks much better than before, and this time I didn't come because of the shelter." Master Sierdo bowed to Marx and said in a somewhat flustered voice: "The scout guard you asked me to set up at the city gate was destroyed forty minutes ago, Mr. Marx, I'm afraid the last time has come." ”

The Scout Guard is a spell commonly used by mages to observe an area, and Syldo found the scroll of this spell in the teacher's collection, which provides sound and video within a radius of fifteen meters.

Just now, the scout guard was destroyed without noticing anything.