"Lord Lord is not good, those lords in the car... Lord Lord, what's wrong with you!"

No. 1 suddenly pulled open the door of the No. 4 chariot and jumped down to report the changes in the car, but suddenly noticed that his lord was also pale and ran over in shock.

Shana, who was beside her, was helpless and supported Colin. Her always gentle expression was indescribable solemn—

She found that all her methods no longer worked!

"I'm fine..."

Colin waved his hand pale, trying to speak, but found that he could not speak out these three words at all.

But now it wasn't the time to care about this. He closed his eyes, took as deep breath as possible, and focused his whole mind...

In a faint sense, something seemed to be boiling there...

Colin, no, to be precise, all survivors around the world, including Colin, are experiencing the same thing!

A terrifying feeling of palpitations and sudden death enveloped everyone at the same time.

There are only a few people fighting outside, and this feeling is not too strong and does not affect them much.

At this moment, Colin felt something in his mind was creeping, aggregating, and splitting invisibly...

Repeat...

But for a while, a bright red, blood-dripping word appeared in everyone's mind.

"careful...*..."

The wriggling bright red condensed into a font, as if she wanted to give everyone some kind of reminder...

Whether its true color is red is unknown, but when it appears in the mind and is fed back to the brain to think, it is such a crimson red.

Every time a word appeared, Colin felt the pressure increased, as if he was shrouded in some kind of horror, and his teeth were trembling...

However, the font is blurred by the third word.

There seems to be something that has forcibly prevented its formation!

However, after a brief stalemate, the deep red fonts that seemed to be blood-colored behind finally condensed in turn like broken bamboo shoots.

"Be careful of the night!!!"

“…149:07:34…”

Immediately afterwards, a line of similarly crimson squirming countdowns appeared.

There are no notes, but everyone knows that this can form a whole with the previous sentence.

The countdown took only three seconds, and before everyone could think about something, they suddenly realized that these two lines of bytes were distorted...

It first became distorted, then swollen, and cracks appeared...

During this process, the bright red quickly faded into pale, became ordinary and then dimmed, and eventually disappeared completely...

As it disappears, everything returns to peace.

It didn't happen until the end, but Colin found that he was covered in cold sweat, his feet were weak and he couldn't stand firm, as if he was about to burst out.

If it weren't for the support of Shana No. 1 and others beside him, he would have doubted whether he would fall to the ground and be confused for a while.

"What is that thing? 149:07:34 is almost certain that it is a countdown, convert it..."

After coming back to his senses, Colin took out a black turban without hesitation to wrap his body, strengthening his rationality, calming down the thriller, and gaining a faster speed in his brain...

About six days and five hours...

Colin's face suddenly became very bad...

Isn’t this the night that followed my sanctions?

I don’t know whether I can resist the sanctions or not. Now there is another “careful night” that is still more than terrifying?

Colin had no expression on his face. He didn't know what he thought of, and looked at the body of the female.

【The feet of a pair of female corpse have been bitten by rodents, but it doesn't seem surprising...】

"Sure enough, it's changed back."

Colin narrowed his eyes and just reminded him to take advantage of some unknown impact and send out some terrifying information.

A coincidence...

After taking a deep breath, he gave up on this aspect of association.

He only needs to have a solid foundation in this regard.

Then Colin quickly walked to the No. 4 Chariot.

Looking inward, you can see from behind the open car door that the survivors above were either sitting or breathing heavily, none of whom stood up, just like those caught in the water, and their souls were half gone...

"Damn, I almost thought I was finished."

"Big Boss is here, do you know what happened just now..."

"Go away quickly, the feng shui here is not good, and there are great horrors at night!"

...

Obviously, they had just received the blood-red "Beware of the Night" warning.

"It should be six days later, so there is no need to worry about it now..."

Colin comforted everyone, returned to the No. 1 tank, his co-pilot took out the parchment and watched the World Channel. It was already popular and was discussing what had just happened.

Obviously, the scope of the incident just now is...all survivors!

He vaguely realized that the reason why this warning appeared in everyone's minds, not in someone's mind alone was...

No individual can bear this horror alone.

It must be distributed to billions of people around the world in a relatively uniform manner before it can be barely borne.

Colin glanced at the turban...

This is what the other party said, "You are going to die here?"

Is this their revenge?

Who made the bloody warning?

System or which individual behavior?

Why does the countdown not go out early but not late? It just appears at this time?

A large number of problems emerged in an instant, but Colin's sad discovery was mostly not too deep.

Only a small number of them can vaguely detect the answer, such as why it only comes out now...

I'm afraid it's because I just killed the lord-level distortion...

Others may not know what happened with the blood-red, but he is very clear...

That is the blood color of the lord-level distortion!

A storm of frenzied thinking swept through Colin's brain, and after a long time, he determined something.

"What is certain is that one hour after my sanctions began, another disaster that is likely to cover the whole world would happen. What's even more desperate is that if I didn't solve the sanctions problem for an hour, there is a probability that the two would overlap..."

At this time, Xiao had the effect of a "meditation turban", and Colin also felt his head wide.

But at this moment, Colin felt a pair of soft fingers pressing on his temple, rubbing it gently, and releasing a white light to calm his abnormal emotions.

Will this push my head out? After realizing who these hands came from, Colin couldn't help but get distracted for a moment, feeling a little moved, but his face didn't show any signs. He opened his mouth, hesitated for a while and said:

"Thanks."

Shana's usual calm and gentle face had a smile on her face, and she didn't say anything, and she tilted her head gently in response.

Soon, Colin could determine something and make adjustments to the next action and plan.

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Chapter completed!