Chapter IV: Spiritual Pollution

The gray-white fog of the Corniche grew thicker and thicker, and it was almost dripping water. The slippery asphalt pavement had a bright puddle of water stains that gradually condensed into ice.

The black figures dispatched from the [Steel Fortress] walked through the steel buildings that stood still in the river of time, pulling out crystal silk threads.

Screams rang out from time to time, and unknown monsters in the mist were falling.

[Mist] [Source] has not been found.

soon

The newcomer of the seventh group of the Misty Investigation Corps [Sword Flower Group], a humanoid mist flashing with blue electric light appeared in front of Zhang Wei!

"Bang!"

The motorized device behind him shoots out silvery-white, spider-silk strands. The stranded wire is attached to the steel faΓ§ade and can be moved quickly. Spraying at the enemy is an offensive method.

The stranded wire was quickly retracted, and the fog ahead seemed to have thinned out a lot.

It's just that......

The monster is gone!?

"That's not right!" The figure had already come to Zhang Wei, and he couldn't even see any traces of movement!

Zhang Wei gasped, and the other party only needed to reach out lightly to pinch his neck.

As an outstanding graduate of the Qingshan Martial Academy, Zhang Wei was shocked, death was between breaths, and his strength was not worth mentioning at all......

...... [Mist] [Chaos] [Nerf] [Panic......

Zhang Wei felt an inexplicable panic, irritability, and all kinds of common sense learned in the school park were left behind.

He could only bluff, hoping that his companions from afar would arrive in time.

"You...... Are you a human, or a monster? ”

"Don't come any closer...... Otherwise I'm going to shoot! ”

……

The sparse pillar of light passed through the mist, and the mist left Li Qiye with only an outline, which looked really strange.

Under the fog, the streets take on an eerie pale red.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and those fogs wrapped around Li Qiye, like tentacles, grabbing Li Qiye fiercely.

But in fact, they are just delivering nutrients to Li Qiye, and they are slowly weakening. The blue electric light crackled, engulfing the mist, making Li Qiye's face hidden in it.

Li Qiye could indeed see the other party's appearance.

The other party is dressed in black, and it seems to be a bulletproof vest on his body, and a strange backpack can be seen on his back.

This man was one of the people who had left the steel fortress in the sky.

It must be the Mist Survey Corps, right?

Not an enemy.

Li Qiye spread his hands, and ended absorbing the mist, and the gray tentacles around him slowly hidden.

He leaked his original appearance.

"No, no, don't get me wrong, I'm not a monster!"

……

The cold voice of a mechanical female voice also came from the man's side,

"Relax, Zhang Wei. He is human, and [Beast Radar] does not react. ”

Li Qiye looked at the box in the other party's hand, it seemed to be a square like a mobile phone, and the sound came from here.

After Zhang Wei breathed a sigh of relief, he was annoyed in his heart, and he was actually ridiculed by the intelligent assistance system.

"This is a Level II mist, how can you come in by yourself, hurry up and get out!"

"I'm going to deal with the beast now, and I don't have time to take care of you,"

……

Li Qiye nodded,

"I'm sorry, you're working!"

"I'm just passing by......"

……

"Passing through here?"

Zhang Wei seemed to be lost in thought.

It's a Level II fog...... Zhang Wei suffered a lot after entering the fog...... Is there anyone still passing by here?

Looking at Li Qiye's casual outfit, the embarrassed scumbag is like an ordinary down-and-out middle-aged man in Qingshan City, inconspicuous.

How could he be so relaxed?

A strange thought appeared in Zhang Wei's mind.

Will you have such a strong strength in ten years?

Zhang Wei's mind gradually became cloudy, and a certain line in the [Evil Beast Radar] on his body fluctuated sharply up and down.

"Warning, warning, [Spiritual Pollution] appears!"

"Please evacuate immediately!"

……

The next second,

The bright watery waters on the ground turned into a pair of eyes, and the road sunken inward.

On the side wall, the steel wall where the attachment point of the motorized device was hung suddenly turned into molten iron, leaving it along the wall.

The twisted streets turned into a three-dimensional circle, and the shops on both sides flew into the sky!

The woman's voice became quick.

"Zhang Wei, don't think nonsense! Beware of [Mental Pollution]! ”

……

Zhang Wei's expression was a little sluggish, and his actions began to stalemate.

I saw a humanoid monster made of asphalt and steel water suddenly appear, and it was covered with concrete dregs, and large rough rock hands crushed towards the two of them.

Definitely going to die!

"Run!"

Zhang Wei was suddenly shocked, he shouted at Li Qiye, then bit the tip of his tongue to make himself sober and sober, and the next second he turned his head and rushed towards the monster.

Zhang Wei always remembers.

The glory of the Mist Survey Corps is to fight monsters.

"Boom!"

The monster was seven or eight meters tall, and its movements were extremely agile, and the underground water pipe that suddenly burst out of the fist stabbed Zhang Wei directly into Zhang Wei's heart.

Win or lose!

Blood continued to flow out of Zhang Wei's heart, and the monster's eyes gradually became human, as if mocking Zhang Wei.

It even stretched out its moss-covered fingers and grabbed Zhang Wei's neck.

Zhang Wei's breathing was miserable, and his face turned pale.

……

Li Qiye moved at this time!

He punched Zhang Wei hard in the face!

……

"Bang!"

……

Zhang Wei suddenly opened his eyes, and found that his hands were clutching his neck, and the silver-white silk threads of the mobile device were wrapped around his body, and a trace of blood flowed out of his body.

He was startled and rubbed his eyes, everything just now was an illusion.

It's really [spiritual pollution]!

The streets were as calm as ever, and Zhang Wei almost killed himself!

"Whew,"

"Whew."

Zhang Weiwei gasped for breath, and looked at Li Qiye on the side with a complicated expression,

"Listen to me, thank you......"

……

However...... Li Qiye disappeared like a ghost again.

Zhang Wei was very disappointed.

……

Soon, the captain of the nearby [Sword Flower Group] arrived.

The woman's cold voice said lightly,

"The spiritual will is shaken, the fog takes the first taboo of death, you are really lucky to survive."

Zhang Wei fell to the ground, seemingly unwilling to speak.

The female captain looked at the poor newcomer Zhang Wei, who encountered [emergency] when she first entered the fog, and she didn't know if she was lucky or unlucky.

She could only say softly,

"The strength of the other party, even if it is me, is not necessarily the opponent......"

Zhang Wei regained a little spirit, he looked at the captain curiously,

"Captain, is it a [human] ...... just now?"

The woman had already seen the picture from the beast radar, and she thought for a moment.

"He's definitely human. But not ordinary people...... There is even a small possibility that there are only a handful of rank powerhouses in Aoyama City......"

"Rank Strong!!

A wry smile leaked from Zhang Wei's face, he was just a rank martial artist who had been promoted, but he was the goal of his life.

The other party looks like he is only in his thirties, and he has already reached it.

Zhang Wei was a little deflated,

"The world of the strong is really not something I can match."

The captain shook his head, and there seemed to be some anticipation in his eyes

"It's normal to have mental turmoil when you meet a super strong person...... You're still young, and you have a bright future. ”

"But for now, you better get up quickly and go with me to destroy the [Evil Beast]!"

……

……

Grey fog spreads through the neighborhoods, and the Corniche has become an absolute no-go zone.

After Li Qiye rescued Zhang Wei, he walked towards the deepest place in the fog.

His physical strength was also constantly recovering, and he had probably finally returned to the initial realm of cultivation, which was no more than one ten-thousandth of the peak. The sword mark on his hand gradually turned into the appearance of a small sapling.

Li Qiye suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

"No, I have important things to do!"