Chapter 89 Amaemon’s broken spine
The moonlight is cold.
The hotel across the street was brightly lit and noisy, and he could even hear the cheers and laughter of his classmates.
On the other side of the street, there was an almost solid atmosphere of terror.
A bone-chilling chill shot straight from the soles of my feet to the sky.
Qi Sui quickly adjusted the stiff muscles on his face and turned around with an easy-going smile.
Standing behind him was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance.
His skin is yellowish, and his facial features are the type that would be unrecognizable if thrown into a crowd.
His figure is not outstanding, he is only about 1.8 meters tall. He has a little muscle, but it doesn't leave a deep impression on people.
"Uncle, I am a student who has just graduated from high school. I am attending a teacher's appreciation banquet in the hotel opposite. It's a bit boring inside, so I wanted to go out for a walk!"
Qi Sui spoke in a relaxed tone, explained with a smile, and then asked casually: "Uncle, is this your car? The price of pork in the city has risen sharply recently, and it is almost too expensive to afford. What are you doing here?" Car pig, you can make a lot of money, right?”
When he heard that he was a high school student, the middle-aged man lowered his guard slightly, but his eyes still flashed with a fierce look.
He was sizing up the surrounding situation, thinking about the risks of taking action in the downtown area.
Although you know that there is a high probability that the other party is really approaching unintentionally, there is nothing safer than a dead person.
Seeing that the middle-aged man refused to speak, Qi Sui smiled, and instead took the initiative to lean over, casually taking out the cigarette Liu Haoyun gave him before from his pocket, and asked: "Uncle, can I borrow a fire?"
The middle-aged man looked at him intently for three seconds, and then said in a low voice: "If you don't smoke, you have no fire!"
Qi Sui showed a surprised expression and said: "It's good not to smoke. Smoking is harmful to the body. I also learned from the idiots in my class. Once you get into this thing, it's very difficult to quit."
After talking a little bit, Qi Sui looked at the passers-by who were walking not far away, and took the initiative to greet them: "Uncle, can I borrow a fire?"
The passerby stopped, took out a lighter from his pocket, and the two of them got together.
"snort……"
Most of the doubts in the middle-aged man's eyes disappeared, and he gave up the idea of taking action in the downtown area.
He started the truck and sped down the main road.
Until then, the stiff smile on Qi Sui's face slowly faded away. He put out the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the trash can. He stood up straight again and looked towards the direction where the heavy truck left. His vest was soaked with sweat at some point. .
The message given by [Exploration] was recalled in his mind.
"The Butcher: A missionary of the Flesh Cult, a senior martial artist, with extremely excellent strength attributes, possessing an extraordinary power of 0.01."
Ordinary warriors can only acquire extraordinary power by constantly tempering their bodies and breaking the shackles of their genes.
And why are so many people willing to betray their race and believe in various old gods?
It is because the old gods can bestow extraordinary power through some unique means when their believers are weak.
Even if the amount of extraordinary power bestowed by the old gods is very small, such as Butcher's 0.01, which is only one percent of a normal extraordinary warrior, it can still have an almost crushing effect on warriors of the same realm.
Only extraordinary power can achieve this kind of dimensionality reduction effect!
"It seems that 0.01 should be the threshold for quantification of extraordinary power by detection skills. If it is lower than 0.01, it will be described with a trace."
"No wonder the Flesh God Cult can still abduct nearly 5,000 people under Level 2 martial law in the province, and transport them under layers of surveillance networks. They use live pigs mixed with pig people, so it is indeed difficult to detect them."
"Since the Butcher appears here, does it mean that the altar of the Flesh God Cult was built in Qinhai City, or near the city?"
For a moment, many thoughts flashed through Qi Sui's mind.
He took out his cell phone, thought for a moment, and called Gu Xiyue first.
"Qi Sui?"
"Fight, are you going? It might be dangerous!"
There was silence on the other side of the phone for a while, and then he said coldly: "Wait for me where you are!"
Three minutes later, Gu Xiyue came down from the hotel and walked to Qi Sui.
She got straight to the point: "What happened? Who are you fighting with?"
"I may have discovered the altar of the Flesh God Cult. Are you interested in going and taking a look? There may be senior martial arts masters inside!" Qi Suiyan said concisely and comprehensively.
"altar?"
Gu Xiyue's eyes lit up.
Obviously she is also very interested in this kind of thing: "The importance of the altar in the religious forces is second only to the temple. The Flesh God Cult was the super religion of the last era. Maybe you will encounter some precious divine treasures." ”
"I think so too!"
Qi Sui smiled.
In fact, only about 30% of the top-quality extraordinary objects in the Xia Kingdom come from major secret realms, while the remaining 70% come from raids and seizures from major divine religions.
At that time, the name of the divine beings for extraordinary things was Shenzang!
Qi Sui had a hunch that the Divine Treasure of the God of Flesh should be very suitable for him to trigger the awakening of his hidden profession.
…
PARKING LOT.
Qi Sui bent over and sat in the passenger seat of the purple flowing supercar.
Gu Xiyue stepped on the accelerator and drove the sports car onto the main road of the street.
"I'll drive, and you'll show the way!"
"good!"
[Scent Tracking] lv2!
The smell of the heavy truck loaded with livestock was very pungent, like the dazzling light emitted by a lighthouse in the endless darkness, guiding him to a clear path.
At this time, it was getting late.
It was the rush hour for getting off work, and the traffic on the road was congested, and the purple stream of light was like a dexterous lightning, flying through it.
It is worthy of being the world's top supercar, with every performance being top-notch.
Some road rage patients see themselves being overtaken and want to stick their heads out and curse a few words. When they see the model of the sports car clearly, they turn back angrily and brake lightly, fearing that they will accidentally hit each other and let themselves go. The compensation will be ruined.
Ten minutes later, the sports car left the downtown area.
The surrounding environment gradually became desolate.
"Stop the car. The sports car is a bit too conspicuous. Let's walk there. It shouldn't be too far." Qi Sui suggested.
"good!"
Gu Xiyue had no objection.
After parking the car in a hidden corner, the two of them took some items from the trunk and put them in their bags, and then continued to move forward along the smell left by the truck.
The further you go, the more desolate it becomes.
The street lights on both sides of the road are dim, garbage is piled up randomly, the sewage on the ground reflects the faint moonlight, and there is a pungent stench in the air.
Most of the surrounding shops have long been abandoned, and the occasional ones that are open look shabby. The paint on the walls is peeling off, and only some strokes of the neon lights in the shops can still shine.
"Is this Qinhai City? It feels worse than the old city!" Qi Sui lowered his voice.
"Well, I have some impressions of this place. It's an abandoned urban area from the last era. Most of the residents have moved away. Only some factories that are not suitable for opening in the urban area choose to stay here." Gu Xiyue said with a solemn expression.
"stop!"
Qi Sui, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped. He squatted down, completely hiding himself in the dark shadow, and looked at the abandoned factory not far ahead.
The red heavy truck I had seen before was suddenly parked in front of the factory!
…
"If I guess correctly, the altar should be built in the factory building in front!"
Qi Sui twitched the tip of his nose a few times.
The smell of blood, livestock, excrement and other pungent smells were mixed together, and the area was so strong that it was about to explode.
And among them, there is a stench similar to that in the secret realm that can make people feel strong discomfort. Gu Xiyue squatted half-crouched behind Qi Sui, carefully observing everything around her: "There seems to be someone patrolling the door."
Qi Sui also noticed this.
He looked around, picked a dandelion from his feet, and blew gently in the direction of the factory.
Balls of white catkins danced over the factory building in the evening breeze.
"What are you doing?" Gu Xiyue looked stunned.
Qi Sui did not rationalize her, but closed his eyes silently. The unique extraordinary characteristics of the spirit of vegetation allowed him to successfully attach his mental power to these white flakes.
It's like a pair of extra eyes, feeding scenes from all over the factory back to Qi Sui's cerebral cortex.
"follow me!"
Suddenly, Qi Sui opened his eyes.
Under the cover of night, like a hunter walking in the shadows, he silently avoided the patrols outside the factory, then came to the drainage pipe in the west corner and climbed along the pipe toward the roof.
Gu Xiyue followed closely behind him. Her physical agility was much higher than that of Qi Sui. She stayed close to the young man's back during the whole process, following him like a shadow without making any movement.
Soon, the two arrived at the roof of the factory building.
This place has been abandoned for many years and is filled with all kinds of old goods. It is covered with a thick layer of dust. It is obvious that no one has been here for a long time.
"How do you know this path can avoid patrols?" Gu Xiyue's voice was very soft and she looked at him with bright eyes.
"Keep it secret!"
Qi Sui smiled slightly and did not explain too much. Instead, he tiptoed to a vent on the top floor and floated the white dandelion catkins into the factory.
A gadget like this would not cause the slightest alarm even if someone discovered it.
Gu Xiyue stood behind, watching all this silently, with a thoughtful expression on her pretty face.
"Come!"
After making sure it is safe.
Qi Sui jumped down.
Following the ventilation duct, he came to the inside of the factory. He carefully crawled on top of a top support beam. From here, he could have a panoramic view of everything happening in the factory.
This is a very large factory area covering an area of about ten acres.
There are two floors, each floor is divided into many rooms of different sizes.
The hall on the first floor seems to be a place used for slaughtering livestock. There are densely packed dead pigs that have been slaughtered and hung up on hooks.
Scarlet flesh and white bones, as if you were in a slaughtering hell.
In addition, domestic pigs are kept in many cubicles on the first floor.
Staff members kept dragging domestic pigs out of pens, forcing them down on the chopping board, and stabbed the pigs with sharp butcher knives along their necks. The pigs howled miserably and blood spurted out.
If you just look at these, it looks like a normal livestock slaughterhouse.
But on the second floor of the factory, it was a completely different scene.
There are also many small compartments where domestic pigs are kept, but the number of "domestic pigs" in these compartments is obviously much smaller than on the first floor.
They looked very sick, and they all lay limply on the ground. They could only make a few "snorts" and didn't even have the strength to move.
If you look carefully, you can see that many "domestic pigs" have tears hanging near their eyes.
Pig man!
All are pigs!
According to the data, the number of missing people in Yun'an Province should be around 5,000, but a rough estimate of the number of "pig people" on the second floor is only 500. The missing ones may have been...
Qi Sui's heart gradually sank to the bottom.
These are more than 4,000 living people!
His eyes looked towards the second floor hall.
There was a small altar made of red and black strange materials.
The area near the altar was filled with blood, and fragments of human flesh and blood, internal organs and hair could be seen floating in it.
In the center of the altar, there was a pitch-black bone sword about two feet long, with deep black light patterns beating on it, and a trace of red veins like blood vessels.
Even though they were hundreds of meters away, they could still feel the fierce and evil aura coming towards them.
【Exploration】lv3!
"Amaemon's Broken Spine: Originated from the shattered spine of the God of Flesh and Blood. Control it and you will have power comparable to the gods. Controlled by it, you will fall into eternal darkness. It contains 0.1 extraordinary power. "
"Detecting items can trigger [Martial Arts Student] to advance to the hidden profession!"
"Professional bias - physique, strength, spirit!"
"Professional Level: Epic!"
Epic level!
Although I don’t know the specific extent, I think it must be much more powerful than the rare level of [Spirit of Plants and Trees]!
In an instant, many thoughts emerged in Qi Sui's mind.
[Occupation 2: Martial Arts Student lv9 (9932/10000)]
The upgrade is coming soon, we can’t delay it any longer!
“Senior sister, do me a favor and let me accept your favor!”
"you say!"
"You have also seen the situation in the factory. The man who can reach the martial arts level is the man in the white coat. His nickname is the Butcher, and he is a missionary of the Flesh God Cult." Qi Sui said.
The Butcher is the toughest character in the game.
Apart from him, other ordinary believers would not be taken seriously by him at all.
"I've heard his name before. He's a very powerful person. How do you want me to help you?" Gu Xiyue asked calmly.
"Help me hold him off for three minutes!" Qi Sui said.
Although Gu Xiyue has a level of strength gap with Butcher.
But after all, the girl was following the agility route, and she had just made a breakthrough in the technique and understood the "Bright Moon Potential". As long as she concentrated on dodging and delaying, she still had a high chance of containing the butcher.
Gu Xiyue closed her eyes and counted a few seconds silently in her mind. Then she opened her eyes and said seriously: "I can only hold him for three minutes. If I add a few more seconds, I might die!"
"Don't worry, it can only be shorter than three minutes, but it can't be longer than three minutes!"
Qi Sui was moved.
The other party is a dignified daughter of the Gu family, and is willing to risk his life for himself. This kind of kindness is not unimportant.
"Then come on!"
Gu Xiyue was about to get up, and there was no emotion on her pretty face.
"Wait a moment!"
Qi Sui silently took out his cell phone and sent a message asking for help to He Jing'an. Then he quietly climbed to the other side of the factory beam. After calculating the time, he gave Gu Xiyue a look.
Gu Xiyue took out a special alloy bow and arrow from her bag.
The "click-click" assembly sound was particularly harsh in the silent night.
"who?"
The butcher who was dragging a "pig" to the altar suddenly turned around and looked over.
I saw a graceful and pretty girl jumping down from the roof beam. She was also holding a large alloy bow that was almost the same height in her hand, and sharp arrows were placed on the string.
Buzz~
A bright moon appears faintly behind you.
"Tonight the pearly color will bloom with the full moon!"
call out--
(End of chapter)