The ball was about three or four meters tall, and looked like a meatball made from expired rotten meat, red and gray, like half-rotten dead meat, and the surface was covered with synapses, as well as what appeared to be burned. It rolls with its synaptic grip on the ground, its charred shell peeling off as it moves, revealing the flesh underneath.

When the recruits saw it, it was rolling slowly along the open roadside, in the direction they were.

Just by looking at it, there is a sense of trance that shakes my heart.

"Be careful!" The recruit came back to his senses and shouted.

He wasn't the only one who saw the pollutant.

The driver of the car and the machine gunner on top also saw it.

Faced with an unknown and threatening monster, the Heavy did not hesitate to open fire.

Tutu Tu –

The bullet landed on the pollutant's body, tearing its flesh apart mercilessly, sending it to the ground and even having to back a little.

Before the evolution of pollutants, the strength of the body remained at the level of flesh and blood, and modern weapons have a crushing lethality against it.

In just a few seconds of shooting, countless pitted scars were torn off the entire meat ball, revealing the bright red flesh inside, and the speckled wounds were retracted and shrunk, which looked a little miserable.

It doesn't seem that scary.

The thought had just crossed the recruit's mind, but in the next second, he saw the broken ball of flesh squirm slightly, continuously secreting a thick white liquid from between the broken tendons, regluing the broken flesh together.

At the same time, the surface of the flesh ball cracked through countless cracks, like an open mouth, and let out a strange scream.

“Mi… gar… das… Kap… ri… cor… non.”

The layers of prayer pierced like a blade cutting through glass, piercing the nerves and brains of every listener.

"Ahh The recruits screamed.

Not only him, but everyone in the carriage who heard the prayer let out a terrible scream, and involuntarily fell down, curled up into a shrimp in pain.

Pain, extreme pain pierced his brain.

His cells, flesh, and bones were raging, they had been contaminated, they had betrayed the host, torn themselves apart from their original organs, and rampaging feverishly through their bodies, trying to draw themselves closer to the all-knowing and all-powerful gods, transforming them into another form.

“Mi… gar… das…”

The cascading prayers continued, their bodies still rebelling, overshadowing everyone's body and mind.

But the strange thing is that both recruits and veterans of the battlefield are in intense pain, their eyes pierce through the fog that obscures the vision of mortals, and they see the figure of the great god in a trance.

He is powerful, mighty, omniscient, omnipotent, He is the Exalted One who governs all things, He is the only one in time and space.

If you see His face, you will believe in Him.

If you listen to His voice, you will believe in Him.

If you touch His body, you will believe in Him.

They wept involuntarily.

Trembling with excitement for the chance to finally crawl at the feet of the great gods.

I am also overwhelmed by irresistible, progressively distorted consciousness.

This is pollution, pollution from the gods.

The high life is absolutely crushing the low life.

Spread like a plague of locusts.

Mortals can clearly realize and feel their own transformation, but they are powerless to resist, and they are distorted and assimilated in just a moment, and all of them fall.

Watching yourself fall into the abyss.

Just as they were despairing and enjoying depravity, madness, and freedom, a scorching fire suddenly fell from the sky and slammed into the flesh-like sphere.

Its prayers were forcibly interrupted, and it let out a sharp scream.

Caroline rode a motorcycle that came with her hands out of nowhere, a beautiful inward leaning around the corner, her long red hair spreading in the wind, flying in the sun like a golden waterfall.

She cut between the pollutant and the military vehicle, and spewed it up with a breath of fire.

"Are you part of Sherren Sen? I'm guessing you don't remember your name. For the sake of us, we are classmates, so I'll send you back to the West. ”

The ball of flesh was burned to the ground, and the part burned by the flames was scorched and peeled off, revealing a hideous and terrifying wound, but the flesh around it quickly wriggled to fill the gap.

It's too big.

A mere cluster of flames won't kill it.

After filling the wound, the ball began to roll in Caroline's direction, as if trying to crush her, but Caroline quickly turned the throttle and drove past it in a puff of smoke, running behind it.

Whoop -

Another scorching flame fell on its back.

The meat ball pollutant instinctively wanted to turn around and attack, but it couldn't keep up with the speed of the motorcycle, so it was surrounded by Caroline in a circle in the middle, and she was attacked by a lot of flames from all directions.

Caroline shouted as she walked, "Can't you die in peace?" If you have to run so far, you will cause me trouble! ”

"Don't move, don't move, be honest, I'm in a hurry."

"Wow, why do you stink so much? I feel like I'm roasting. Go to hell! ”

“……”

The meat ball pollutant was nearly half smaller in a short time, and the charred and carbonized flesh fell to the ground, and the rest of the body was also pitted and scarred, and it looked a little miserable.

In front of the transcendent, its movement speed cannot keep up, its immortal characteristics are suppressed, and it can only rely on its huge size to resist, and it has no ability to fight back at all.

Xu realized his powerlessness, and the pollutants began to change the way they fight.

They're just twisted and crazy, but they're not stupid.

As another beam of flame fell on it, swept across it from left to right, scorching a horizontal strip of scarring, the ball-like contaminant suddenly cracked.

It was bounded by the wound that had swept through, and the upper and lower parts of the body were broken, split in half and fell to the ground.

But it wasn't Caroline's doing.

The current flames were only enough to burn the flesh on its surface, and it couldn't hurt the core of its inside, let alone cut it in two.

It splits itself into two parts.

When the two parts of the flesh blanket hit the ground, they quickly contracted, forming themselves into two smaller balls of flesh.

When Caroline erupted in flames again, one of the balls of flesh took the initiative to meet the flames and block the flames, while the other ball of flesh cracked a crack in the surface of her body, screaming sharply and praying, "Mi... gar… das… Kap… ri… cor… non.”

The sound was like a pinprick in the face.

"Ahhh You shit, shut up! Caroline felt as if she had been smacked in the face, her brain tingling, and her eyes were full of stars.

Although the Transcendent's resistance to pollution is high, and a single prayer is not enough to bring her down or mutate, it still has an effect.

The intense headache and dizziness instantly made Caroline lose her balance and control of the car.

The out-of-control motorcycle crashed into an unmanned roadside shop.