In the depths of the encirclement, in the midst of the ruins, some subtle sounds sounded. It was as if someone was humming a tune, and there was the sound of a cane on the ground.

A fat body was unusually light and jumping between the ruins, and the crutches in his hand were propping up on the ground. "It hurts, it hurts, Lord God, tap, tap. The clown at the top of the cane wailed. But the owner of the crutch not only ignored the clown's wailing, but also hit him hard, "How many times have you said that you want to call me Lord Guangguang and Lord Savior." ”

The clown doll called the 'god of the gods' walked leisurely through the ruins, looking around from time to time, as if looking for something. Beside him, rubble and bricks floated up and down again under the influence of invisible forces.

A loud noise awakened countless dark shadows in the ruins, and they poked out all sorts of strange bodies. Some cowered far away, others roared and rushed towards him. I saw that he did not dodge or dodge, and let the monsters pass through his body. He has no interest in what has no thoughts.

He ignored the shadows, his gaze searching among the ruins. Finally, a flash of golden light somewhere was caught by him. He approached slowly, and in front of him, a two-headed monster with the physical characteristics of a man and a woman was cowering on the ground, its two heads kissing each other, its hands around its arms, as if it were hugging itself. And in its arms lies a gorgeous golden ball.

Guangming Gong didn't make too many movements, and a pair of black giant hands appeared in the void. The hands were disembodied, looking like shadows, and they landed on the monster like a trembling child. With a muffled snort, the monster was torn to shreds in an instant. The golden ball fell to the ground, glowing with golden light.

He was about to lean over to pick it up. Suddenly, just to hear a sound, he felt something behind him approaching quickly. As soon as he dodged away, he saw a cloud of red liquid passing past him, flying towards the golden ball, and completely enveloping the golden ball the moment it touched it.

The red liquid did not stop, but quickly continued to fly into the distance with the golden ball, and then disappeared.

The fat man turned, and a crimson full moon was rising in the sky behind him.

"Haha, little bug, we meet again. He chuckled.

Opposite him, Handel Sarabond floated in mid-air and looked down on him, wrapped in a red 'cage' as if it were a full moon, his robe hunting in the wind like a god.

"Don't get me wrong. If I had a choice, I wouldn't want to see you again, Shendi. Oh no, Bright Lord. Handel said sarcastically. Guangming Gong looked at Handel quietly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense. Although he was only a small bug, he was a bug that constantly surprised him, and in just a few days since the last battle, his strength had recovered to such a point.

"So this time, I hope you can surprise me more. Guangming Gong said slowly.

At the edge of the encirclement, Mo Liang was hiding in a corner not far from the wooden fence.

In less than a quarter of an hour, he had seen several strangely shaped monsters rushing out of the smoke. Although all of them were fired into a sieve by the crossbows, the garrison also paid a lot of price. Dozens of soldiers were wounded or killed. One monster almost rushed to the edge of the wooden fence, and before it fell, its tongue swept out a roll, and five people were interrupted by the waist.

It won't last long.

Mo Liang made a judgment in his heart. He looked at the sides of the wooden fence, and although there was no end in sight, he could also surmise that the encirclement was very large, and the relative garrison did not have enough troops to defend it. However, this is not the main thing, what is even more terrifying is the mental condition of the soldiers.

It's not as simple as being scared by monsters. He saw a soldier suddenly screaming inexplicably, and then picked up a crossbow and shot at his comrades beside him, and another also shouted loudly, but ran over the wooden fence into the smoke. The rest are either depressed or babbling nonsense.

What made Mo Liang even more uneasy was that he hid in this corner, and he also felt as if his heart was being pulled by a string, and the other end of the string led to the inside of the wooden fence. He clenched the black knife tightly, and the coolness came from his hand to soothe his restless heart.

I can't stay any longer, Mo Liang thought. Originally, he came here after an inexplicable feeling, and he vaguely felt that there would be that golden ball here. But now, after seeing so many monsters with his own eyes, reason told him to leave, not just to leave here, but to leave Treasure City immediately. Once the garrison's defenses are broken, the whole city will be reduced to lambs to the slaughter.

Just as Mo Liang got up to leave, the frightened cries of the soldiers sounded again from the edge of the wooden fence. A black shadow appeared again in the smoke and dust of the encirclement. The difference is that this time the black shadow appeared with the tremor of the earth.

The monster stepped out of the smoke. The soldiers looked up at the massive body, which was taller than a two-story building. It's hard to describe the monster's appearance, it's a huge mass of flesh, made of various parts of the human being spliced together in a haphazard manner. Its legs are made up of countless pairs of thin hands intertwined, making it appear thick and short. Its two hands are human feet, one up and one down. Although it does not have a mouth, a small ball of flesh with two round beads protrudes above the lump of flesh, like a human eye.

It seems that this monster is similar to a human, but the truth is that in the eyes of the soldiers who saw the monster with their own eyes, it had nothing in common with a human.

The lump slowly moved towards the wooden fence. The huge ball of flesh, which is the trunk, constantly wriggles, and the flesh in the center of the sphere slowly moves outward, while the flesh on the outside retracts inward, and so on.

The crossbow does no damage to the monster, and the arrow is shot at the meat ball, which then retracts inward and disappears as the ball wriggles. Seeing that they could not stop the monster from advancing, many soldiers gave up resistance and turned to flee.

"Bring the dynamite, blow it up with the dynamite!" shouted the commander in vain, but no one listened to him. The entire defensive circle was plunged into a chaotic cacophony.

The monster used its body to squeeze through the wooden fence.

A soldier who was too frightened to move was half-knocked to the ground, and let out a futile cry at the sight of the huge body pressing down on him. Soon, however, the cries became dull and inaudible.

The moment the soldier touches the ball of meat, the ball of flesh slowly sucks the soldier into the ball from the palm, arm, head, and body in a way that wriggles inward and turns into a part of the ball. The commander watched as the soldier thrust half of his body across the ball, then gradually shortened and disappeared until the soldier's feet were also sunk into the flesh, and only one shoe fell to the ground with a thud. Beyond that, there is no evidence that there was ever a person here.

Panic was like a ripple that set off waves along the wooden fence, with the meat ball monster as the center, and the defensive rings on both sides were collapsing one after another, and more monsters were constantly coming out of the encirclement. Even the commanders of the troops gave up resistance, they may not be afraid of death, but they are afraid of the unknown. After all, after witnessing such a terrifying vision, few people can withstand it.

But just as the soldiers fled the encirclement, there was only one person, who went up against the flow of people.

The man held a long, bladeless black knife in his hand, ignoring the screams and wails around him, and rushed towards the ball of flesh that had just devoured a soldier on the edge of the wooden fence.

The monster seemed to notice him. If it had thoughts, it would have wondered what kind of people did not flee for their lives, but came up to die. It slowly turned to its side, facing the man, waiting for another feast.

Just as the ball was about to make contact with it, the man stood on tiptoe, moved his footsteps, and forcibly stopped the momentum of his progress, turned to change direction, and circled behind the monster's body. Before the clumsy ball of meat could react, the man stretched out his black knife and slashed at the monster's back.

A large lump of meat fell to the ground. As soon as they left the meat ball monster, the pieces of flesh immediately lost their vitality and turned into a puddle of mud, revealing the contents of the parcel within.

It was a regular golden ball with a tiny red dot attached to it.

It all happened in an instant, everyone was busy running for their lives, and no one noticed that a golden ball had fallen to the ground.

At this critical moment, the young man with the black knife in his hand looked at the golden ball on the ground and hesitated for a moment.

But immediately, he picked up the golden ball, and at a faster speed, he moved away from the meat ball monster that was still showing its teeth and claws, and fled in the opposite direction to the encirclement.

Behind him, the ball monster looked like it hadn't been harmed, even though it had a piece of its back ripped off. However, it ignored the others and walked in the direction of the Golden Ball's departure. It's just that it's too slow to move, and it's quickly left far behind.

Mo Liang took a mechanical step, gasping for breath, and his head was confused.

He had absolutely no idea what had just happened. Why did he rush at the monster, why did he use his knife to rip a piece of flesh from it? All he knew was that just as he got up to leave, he vaguely saw a golden light flashing on the monster's body.

Then the body moved on its own. He didn't have time to think at all, and instinctively led him forward, dodging, and throwing the knife. Until the golden ball falls to the ground.

Mo Liang lowered his head and looked at the glittering golden thing in his arms, and a fear arose in his heart.

What exactly is this? Mo Liang looked left and right, but he couldn't see why. But his situation at that time was obviously wrong. Mo Liang was a man who had been lying in a sea of corpses, and it was said that nothing could make him so nervous.

Mo Liang remembered the two days when he lost the golden ball, and he threw the bun on the bed like crazy. And how similar the people of the town are to him back then. Perhaps, if he had been holding the golden ball, he would have become one of those monsters he saw.

Thinking of this, Mo Liang was about to throw the golden ball, but he found that he couldn't do it. His hand resisted him, holding the golden ball firmly, his eyes unable to move, staring at it. There are two contradictory voices in my head. One said he was going to throw away the golden ball, but the other, a powerful voice, told him that it belonged to him, that it was a part of himself, and that he could not lose a part of himself.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in my ears that I had heard from nowhere.

"What you have in your hands can easily destroy this town, and the entire Southland, and the world. If it were to be handed over to the wrong people, it would be a disaster for all of humanity. ”

The ornamentation of the golden orb flickered with a blurred light, and his gaze changed from hesitation to determination as the crumbs of those light spilled into Mo Liang's eyes.

Mo Liang held the golden ball and ran a few streets. He wants to leave the city with Baozi and the Golden Ball, and then start a new life with the wealth obtained in exchange for the Golden Ball, and those unsubstantiated speculations have been put behind Merliang.

Not long after running back, Mo Liang heard a strange sound of obscenity. He thought there was nothing to scare him after seeing those monsters, he couldn't imagine anything worse than those monsters. It wasn't until he turned a corner that Mo Liang was stunned by the sight in front of him again.

What an absurd world it is.

Countless men and women, young and old, lay naked in the streets, rolling and having fun. A pair of men and women closest to Mo Liang, they intertwined with each other, hugged each other, and bit each other one bite after another, bringing up pieces of meat. They laughed contentedly as if they didn't feel pain. The bloody mouth chewed heavily.

In the nearby vegetable market, piles of meat and vegetables are scattered on the ground, and fine wine flows like a river from the door of a wine cellar. People lie on it, open their mouths to suck, grab pieces of raw meat and stuff them directly into their mouths.

There are also a few sober people, and those crazy pleasures look at them only fear. They froze in place, and a young boy in a garrison uniform shouted at them, "Run, the monster is coming." One by one, he walked up to the men and shook them.

"Run, you run. If you die, the monster will soon be chasing you. Why don't you run? The boy cried as if he were pleading. But the men just stared at him blankly. Perhaps in their eyes he was no different from the mad man on the ground.

At this time, the young man saw Mo Liang running. "Hey, you. You see a monster, right? You tell them that the monster is really coming, and you tell them that what I say is true. ”

Mo Liang just glanced at him and passed by him. He had run far away, and he could still hear the boys begging them to run one by one.