In the darkness and silence of the city, a tall, seemingly three-story tall monster that looks like a multi-creature stitched together is slowly walking down the street. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The monster looked very painful, it walked slowly and heavily, and with each step, some disgusting-looking pieces of soft flesh fell from its body.

A rather small monster struggled and screamed as it scurried out of the hole in its body, only to be shoved back with one of his large hands.

Lynch stood on the roof of the building next to the slow-looking, but in fact very sluggish, monster, and quietly followed it all the while observing it.

He noticed that this monster was a little different from the others. It is very hostile to the monsters of the Black Mist family, and as long as it finds other monsters in its own path or in its own vision, this giant stitching monster will not hesitate to attack them, send them into its mouth, and then swallow them alive.

At this time, the speed of this slow monster will be much faster.

Although it moves slowly, for some reason, most of the monsters' methods have no effect on it. No matter how weird the monster is, even if its methods are almost weird, most of them will fail after encountering this stitching monster, as long as they don't try to escape, and then be caught by its big hands, the monsters seem to have lost their abilities, and can only roar and be sent into its mouth. Then digest it slowly.

Lynch got as close as he could to the monster.

The monster traveled in almost the same direction as Lynch traveled after confirming the route, and Lynch wanted to use it as his umbrella.

On top of that, Lynch wants to use it to gain some experience points. However, the first few times it was probably because the monster in him was a little too far away, so he didn't gain experience.

The monster moved forward in pain, its mouth making a heavy whirring sound, and some pieces of flesh fell from its body, causing it to shrink in size. So it has to eat all the time to maintain its size.

The house in front of him suddenly became much taller, and Lynch had to stop, and after waiting for the monster to move away from him, jumped off the roof.

Even so, the sound of footsteps clearly reached the ears of the monster in front of them.

......The monster stopped, breathed heavily, and slowly spun its bloated body down the wide street, trying to see what was happening behind it.

Even in the previous life, the street was relatively wide for the monster to be considered relatively crowded, he turned his body with difficulty, layer after layer of fat squeezed onto the building next to him, at this time, the stone building appeared very brittle and soft, and some were directly rubbed down like this.

A black shadow burst out of the collapsed building, and it quickly rushed towards the large monster standing in the middle of the road, screaming and leaping to its feet.

The monster, which had been slow, suddenly became extremely fast, its mouth opened, its fat neck flicked, and its head bounced in the direction of the black shadow like a bullet, and then swallowed the creature that had not had time to react into its mouth.

It's like a frog eating an insect, except that the frog uses its tongue, and he uses his head directly.

At this time, Lynch had already burrowed into the narrow gap between the houses, and he only carefully exposed a head, just in time to see the scene of the monster preying on the black shadow.

"Tsk," Lynch let out a soft sigh, "a monster against a monster." ”

Although he wasn't sure if this monster would be so fanatical about people, he wouldn't be stupid enough to go up and try it himself.

Now Lynch can roughly determine that the giant stitching monster in front of him is likely to be a powerful possessed person.

After the accident, this unlucky guy was possessed and devoured, but some of his actions against monsters, which can also be said to be obsessions, were inherited by his possession. However, this possession itself is also a bit problematic, because as a collection of pure black fog before, it should not have devoured monsters as its own evolutionary development means.

Then the problem lies in that collective possession out of control event, in which something should have appeared, whether it is black fog or humans, all mutated in another way.

Whether it was the malicious greeting on the city wall before, or the first time he attacked Lynch, the woman who was still conscious and tortured in his possessed mouth, and the suspicious Igo who had looked for Lynch before, and the stitch monster in front of him now.

It was all a little strange, and it didn't match any of the monsters he'd seen in Fire City before.

......

Outside the new city, the black fog is thick.

"Fifty or so steps further and we won't be able to turn back, boss. The gloomy Moore lit the lantern, looked at the white-haired young man walking in front of him, and said in his own low voice as always: "You finally came out of here, this time there is a change in the new city, I am afraid that we will not be able to take advantage of the chaos as easily as last time." ”

"Moore," the white-haired young man turned his head and looked lazily at the guy behind him who had always called himself the boss, "Are you scared of talking so much?"

"Yes, somewhat. Moore nodded, and looked at the city wall in front of him, which was gradually beginning to peek out of the black mist, and at this time they had already crossed the first line of surveillance from the elders, and there was no turning back.

"Because I don't think that guy named Lynch is worth the price. ”

"You don't understand, Moore, you don't. The white-haired youth smiled, took the lantern from Moore's hand in one hand, and threw it away.

He paused and watched as the only light on them vanished into the darkness of the mist.

"You say he's a flame bearer, but I judge that he's possessed, and that's not normal, you know?" he said, slowly walking again and again, continuing in the direction of the city wall: "It's a pity that you don't like to play cards, and the new waste is not worthy of the name, and I am too disappointed." My hands haven't changed in a long time. But the one named Lynch, he's very unusual. I'm desperate to get him, and he could be of great help to me. Importantly, he could be the key to change. ”

"Do you know what it means to me that there is no change? It's something worse than death. ”

Moore was silent, his gloomy face did not change, he just followed the young man silently, without speaking.

"Hey. Seeing this, the white-haired young man sighed: "Why should I communicate with myself. ”

"Are you scared? Moore, are you scared of New Town?"

"Scared, boss. ”

"But I'm not afraid......" The young man turned to Moore and said, "Come back." ”

Moore was silent and walked towards the youth.

The moment they came into contact, Moore vanished and suddenly disappeared.

The young man shook his head, adjusted his body, and then his eyes began to glow in the darkness like felines.

He glanced around.

"Huh?" he seemed to have noticed something, and with a slight movement of his body, he sped towards the place where he had thrown the lantern before. He was so fast that he reached his destination almost instantaneously.

"Who are you?" the white-haired young man frowned as he looked at the guy with his back to him, bending down to pick up the lantern he had thrown away, and then a large number of black-threaded bugs began to emerge from his trouser legs, rushing towards the guy in front of him.

"Speak, or die. ”

The crouching guy jerked back.

The white-haired youth still didn't see his face, he just saw a mask that covered the guy's face like a black mist.