The unrepaired roads have become potholes, and some of the rain that had fallen in the morning has accumulated in the potholes and has not evaporated.

In the early years, in order to save highway tolls, many large trucks would choose to detour here, but as the road conditions became worse and worse, even truck drivers were reluctant to pass here.

Especially in the middle of the night, the road is even more deserted, only the sound of insects still echoing in the wilderness, and the weeds on both sides of the road occasionally flash sneaky black shadows, all of which are stray wild dogs and wild cats that are unkept.

Next to the highway, stands a two-storey building.

Judging from the dusty signs and façade, this is an ordinary shop that mainly sells drinks and cigarettes, and provides a place for passing drivers to stop.

It's also a small restaurant where you can order simple fried rice and pasta dishes, and of course, you won't have a problem filling your stomach, but the taste is certainly not guaranteed.

Maybe it won't be long before the store closes as the number of customers decreases, and some drivers who want to come and find a hot meal must have to leave disappointed.

Late at night, the shop was still open, the door was open, but there was no one at the counter.

The light at the doorway illuminates a short stretch of road ahead, and the insects attracted by the light swirl around the yellowed light bulbs.

A cool cold wind blew, and under the light, two figures suddenly appeared.

At the front is an old wheelchair, on which sits a gray-haired, but young-looking man, his whole body is skinny, his clothes are shrugged, as if it is just a dry skeleton inside, and his trouser legs also look a little empty, and he is gently swaying from side to side when the wind blows, obviously the muscles of the whole body have degenerated, and in the eyes of ordinary people, it is a miracle to be able to live until now.

However, even though he looked so weak and his face was like that of a dead man, his eyes were unusually bright, and others could feel the majestic vitality in them just by seeing these eyes, like a turbulent flowing spring.

Behind him was a strong man with a completely opposite physical condition.

Even the word strong man is far from enough to describe his appearance.

This is a terrifying beast that is two meters tall and weighs more than two hundred kilograms, he is wearing a white sweatshirt, his bare arms are almost thicker than other people's torsos, and the bulging muscles all over his body are like rocks on the mountain, giving people a heavy sense of strength.

Just standing still can give people a strong sense of oppression, and in terms of size alone, he has even surpassed the Siberian giant hamster living in the cold region of North State.

The wheelchair is in front of him, just like a child's toy, probably because of the long-term push of the wheelchair, his back is always bent and he looks a little hunchbacked.

A frail disabled person and a giant man who is so strong that it surpasses the imagination of ordinary people, the two are inexplicably harmonious together.

Hongsen looked up at the sign overhead, and then looked through the glass door at the empty store, with a slight smile on his face.

"Let's go inside, he's on the second floor."

"Okay."

With a silly smile, Big Bear bent over and pushed his wheelchair into the store.

As soon as he entered the door, the bear smelled a strong smell of blood.

Looking down, a large pool of blood in the shape of a drag stretches from behind the counter, all the way to the stairs next to the shelves, and then down the second floor.

Just looking at this scene, he could also imagine the corpse being grabbed by the feet and dragged up.

"It's cruel."

Big Bear's tone was a little resistant, obviously displeased with this rough approach.

He grabbed the sides of the wheelchair with his wide hands, lowered his head, and walked up to the second floor with the wheelchair in his arms.

This is where the owner and his family live, and although there are cluttered goods on the wall, it is generally tidy.

The smell of blood was even stronger, and the floor was covered in messy blood, which looked like the floor of a slaughterhouse.

The sound of sucking came, accompanied by the sound of gurgling and swallowing, and the two looked at the bloodstains, and in the dim light, in the corner of the living room, there was a swollen monster crawling all the time.

Da Xiong knew that Hongsen hated blood on his wheelchair, so he kept holding it and didn't put it down.

Probably sensing that someone was coming, the monster turned its sarcoma-like head, and the place that could barely be called a face was scattered with a few asymmetrical eyes, which was terrifying.

He had long, flexible tubular mouthparts that were stuck in the corpse beneath him, sucking incessantly.

Masses of pus ran down his mouthparts and into his body.

At the same time, the corpse was rapidly drying up, and at last there was not even skin left.

And around the monster, there were already several sets of clothes scattered, two of which were obviously the size of children.

"What are you doing here?"

There was vigilance in the pitch-black monster's tone.

His appearance is gradually changing, and he eventually reverts to his human form.

The brownish-pink hair did not change in the slightest, and under the same brownish-pink eyebrows, the pitch-black eyeballs stared at him.

He was the same person that Xia Ren met in that small bar in the city of Acera, disguised as a bartender. Apostle of Shas.

"It's miserable."

Hongsen looked at his body.

The bartender's right arm had disappeared, and at the same time, the position of his shoulder had now been gradually eroded into the color and texture of yellow sand, and even at the edge of the broken arm, a little yellow sand was still falling off.

Now the yellow sand has spread to half of his chest, and the bartender obviously has no good countermeasures to this, if he continues like this, it will not be a few days, and his whole body will be replaced by yellow sand.

The bartender's voice was cold: "If you're just here to laugh at me, get out of here before I'm angry!" ”

Da Xiong couldn't stand the insulting words of others to Hongsen, and immediately glared at him: "You TM is quite rampant, you!" ”

His voice was thick and loud, and the sound made the glass of the room tremble, and the bartender subconsciously looked fearful, but soon became more angry.

"Alright, alright."

Hongsen comforted Da Xiong, and then said, "I'm here to help you." ”

"Help me?"

"That's right, just like we helped you last time, you can still fulfill your long-cherished wish."

Although the bartender was moved, he also understood his current situation: "I don't have the strength to perform the ritual again now, and even if I continue to replenish the magic power, the collapse of my body still can't be stopped." ”

Hongsen smiled meaningfully, "This is indeed a problem, I think you should have noticed it too, Sinny. The curse Grant uses on you has nothing to do with the flesh, it is his magic that really erodes your soul. If you leave it alone, it may not take you more than three days before you die completely. ”

"But we have a way. Do you want to change your future? ”

(End of chapter)