Everything happened so suddenly, and the huge changes that happened one after another made him have no time to think calmly.

The scene in front of him made Xia Ren wonder if Zhou Yuan was nearby, and dragged himself into the crazy dream he had constructed.

"We must find someone else quickly!"

Xia Ren immediately made a decision.

A series of explosions, earthquakes, and floods made him realize how crazy the Immortal's plot would be to pay such a big price.

While the endless accumulation of corpses on the surface of the lake shocked his senses, he also felt a deep panic.

A terrifying word that came to mind that was closely related to xenomorphism:

Sacrifice!

And what needs to destroy the entire city and gather so many lives to summon nothing but the old gods with the power to destroy the world!

In the Moka Desert, dozens of children of the wind were able to summon the god of cold and dead silence, Itakua.

And now that it was a sacrifice of this scale, he didn't think that his meager strength could stop it, so the first thing he thought of was to protect Qin Yun's safety, and then ......

In short, run away first!

There is a high roof when the sky falls, and the Foundation and the Superman Association can produce a lot of people, if they can't solve it, then they will also deliver food by themselves.

After making a decision, Xia Ren turned around and planned to climb to a high place first, observe the surrounding landforms, and then try to search for Qin Yun's location.

On the banks of the river are steep dikes, presumably due to lack of maintenance, and the soil has long been soft and covered with low bushes.

However, at this moment, he couldn't smell any grass and trees at all, and his sense of smell was completely occupied by blood.

Natsuhito climbed up the embankment and soon saw a jungle.

"After being soaked in the flood, Qin Yun's mobile phone will definitely not be able to be used, even if it can be used, there is no signal here, and I don't have Lily's body tissue on me, if I want to find them, I can only rely on luck."

Using his tentacles, he dragged himself to the top of the tree, observed the lake he had just stretched out from above, and was surprised to find that it was a huge reservoir.

Under the night sky, less than two kilometers away from him, the majestic dam was a miracle, cutting off the flow of water between the empty valleys.

It's so spectacular that it makes people wonder about the power of nature.

Although he had never been here, Xia Ren had heard of this dam for a long time, and he could call its name after just looking at it:

Hoover Dam.

It is said to have existed the year before last and was built at a cost by the country that ruled the land at the time.

Although the country was occupied by neighboring enemies shortly after the dam was completed, the dam has been preserved because of its geographical location and function.

To this day, the Hoover Dam is an important water conservancy facility for the city of Aessela and the entire Arizonda, providing not only cheap hydropower and clean water to the surrounding cities, but also to regulate the hydropower resources of most of the cities downstream.

Unexpectedly, this building, which was written into the textbook, would be used as an altar for the sacrifice ceremony of the Immortal Society.

Xia Ren could already predict what kind of energy the Supreme League government would have to spend after today to cover up the destruction of the city of Ezeira and the pollution of the Hoover Dam.

What's more, millions of residents have been lost overnight, and the famous tourist city of Ecela has disappeared from the map, which, if reported, will upend people's perceptions and generate violent social unrest and panic.

"What a bunch of utter lunatics!"

Xia Ren wanted to swear.

If the initiator Alan. Bart and Ray. Natore appears in front of him, and he must make the other party regret being born in this world!

After knowing where he was now, Xia Ren was about to come down from the top of the tree when he suddenly noticed a few faint sounds coming from the jungle in the distance.

"Could it be a member of the Immortal Guild who is preparing to start the ceremony?"

Whoever it is, the people who can appear here now are worthy of vigilance.

Xia Ren put away his tentacles, pulled out a crowbar from behind him, jumped down from the top of the tree, and galloped out towards the other party.

"Who?"

In the woods, a figure in a black cloak noticed the movement around him and let out a hoarse scream.

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew, and a pitch-black crowbar had passed through the cloak and pressed against his neck.

The latter froze on the spot, his body stiffened and unable to move by the intimidating aura of the crowbar.

"Who are you?"

Xia Ren asked, and his other hand reached over to lift the other party's cloak.

In the gloomy jungle, he saw a withered face.

That's right, it's withering.

Although the other party still looks like a human and retains human facial features, the skin on his body seems to be stretched as if he has lost his elasticity, and the degree of age is even more exaggerated than that of an old man who is over 100 years old, and his drooping eyelids even cover the entire eye.

His scalp was in a similar situation, his hair had basically fallen out, and only a few short strands of stiff blonde hair remained, like poplars in the barren Gobi Desert, which looked abrupt and ugly.

"Ho Ho ......"

The humanoid monster tried to speak, but all it could do was gurgling blisters in its throat.

Time was pressing, Xia Ren didn't have time to waste on the other party, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there were already two pitch-black hollows.

"Ice Slavery!"

The temperature of the surrounding air dropped suddenly, and the monster straightened up and opened its mouth, and then the cold white frost condensed on its surface until it covered its entire body, freezing it completely.

After two seconds, the latter got down on one knee:

"I ...... Master ......"

"Who are you?"

Xia Ren asked again.

"I ...... It's ......"

This time, the monster's pronunciation was very vague, as if his throat had melted, but he could barely hear what he was trying to say.

Xia Ren's eyes couldn't help but widen when he heard him finish his name.

"You're Alan. Bart! ”

How could you be Alan. Bart!

Xia Ren was a little incredulous.

Shouldn't the other party have turned into a slime aberration in their room? How did it get to be like this?

Could it be that Qin Yun and his own ideas are wrong?

He grabbed the other man by the collar, "Why did you become the way you are, and what monster did you summon?" Tell me all! ”

Allan. In a slurred voice, Bart recounted the purgatory-like torture he had suffered these days.

All the changes came from the fact that on that day, he was introduced to a woman and bought two antiques from the other party:

An old record player, and a worn-out book written in words from an unknown period.

(End of chapter)