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63. Source

Lu Li and the others have been staying in the Weiner Refuge Area for nearly a month.

This deviates from the expectation that Andrea will return to the Land of Light after the repairs are completed, but considering that she is helping humans and allies, it is necessary to spend time helping the Weiner Refuge Zone.

One month of changes has not only changed the Weiner Refuge Area or made Lu Li's skin a little paler, but the surface of the earth is no longer cold as it has entered April.

Although the original darkness still covers the surface and maintains cold temperatures that would cause frostbite on people exposed to it for a long time, there are no longer freezing winds blowing from the unknown deep sea in the north.

However, these have long had nothing to do with humans. With the construction of the underground city, citizens no longer have a reason to flee. The survivors who remain on the surface will be the last batch they accept.

Blah blah blah

The sound of tidal waves echoed in the park blocks far away from the coast.

The dirty, foamy tide carries mud and garbage and washes away the dust brought by the shaking to the ice-free port of Old Wiener. They slowly advance surrounded by the waves in the center.

As this unknown seawater advances, the light of the oil lamps surrounded by the waves looms. It is not the waves, but like the undulating waves, a group of squirming twisted believers.

Dense Twisted Cultists cluster around the central light, where their Lord and Exorcist reside.

Lu Li was holding an oil lamp. The place where he stood was protected from the sea water, but the twisted cultists standing in the one-meter-deep sea water beside him were like towering strange figures among the ruins on the seabed.

The moist sea breeze that made people's noses turn red swept into the ruins, and many of the dormant silhouettes quickly fled.

The aura created by hundreds of twisted cultists and twisted figures is enough to make many weirdos tremble and cause communities to flee.

The goal of this operation is not to hunt them, but to pursue the hidden dangers guided by the mist, and at the same time help clear the entrance to the Weiner Underground City.

The sea water turns into their tentacles, probing, driving and flooding the land they are about to pass through.

"It won't be too long until Firolina becomes a real power god..."

The voice of the Swamp Mother came from the Crown of Thorns: "I will help her raise the divine fire and form a religious order."

Philolina is the human name of the twisted figure.

Passing through neighborhoods, intersections, and houses with sealed doors and windows, the twisted figures and their followers were like wild beasts breaking into the dark forest. Although the wild beasts living in this forest were not afraid of it, they had no reason to fight with it.

Leaving traces of stains that stretched for miles, they approached a construction site.

"We are very close to the guidance goal."

The tidal waters stopped spreading.

"This is the 'Unfinished Plant Garden'" Lu Li read out the vague label as he held the oil lamp close to the map.

It sounds a little strange, but it is indeed the name of this place.

This wonder-purpose courtyard was built eight years ago, when the ice-free port of Wiener was at its peak, and the previous mayor tried to build a plant courtyard. Then until Matthäus took over and the dark ages came, this garden was nicknamed "

The wonders of the "Unfinished Plant Garden" are not yet complete.

The mist drifted deep into the courtyard.

The pale stone pillars stand like skeletons among the withered bushes, and the saplings supported by the wooden frames decay with them.

It took 8 years to build the courtyard, and the Wiener Freeze Harbor was moved underground for half a year. After a severe winter, there are still shrubs here?

Lu Li watched the edge of the tide submerge into the suspicious shrubs, and then the shrubs pulled out their tentacles to escape the salty cold water filled with the evil god's scent.

The sound of the tide suddenly intensified, and the turbulent water completely submerged them.

They really seemed to be nothing more than withered shrubs, weak and dry, like dead coral wrapped in seawater.

It's just that their shape gradually changes, with dense and narrow respiratory gills growing in dense rows on dead branches.

The twisted figure raised its arms, and the sea water rose, wrapping the "shrubs" in the water ball.

There are more and more shrubs with gill rows, and the pioneers among them even start to swing the dead branches to propel themselves. Maybe it will not be long before they grow fish scales and tail fins, and swim like fish.

But all this came to an abrupt end when the twisted figure injected breath into the water ball.

They were so weak that they could not resist the pollution of the alien gods, and lost their change and struggle.

"They are the weird things that change people."

The water ball fell back into the sea water, washing the "bush" body towards the edge.

The Twisted Cultists officially invaded the unfinished courtyard, and the roaring angry sea water lapped towards the courtyard with murmuring sounds.

The courtyard suddenly seemed to come alive, with withered shrubs, dead saplings, rotten wood, and stones escaping from the seawater submersion. And when the ruthless waves were about to pour into the courtyard, they saw this weird primitive form.

Like the sticky phlegm coughed up by a tuberculosis patient, it is opaque brown and squirms to avoid the sea water.

It's the same as what Lu Li saw in his death retrospective.

It's just that the strange tribe did not show the resistance they imagined. They just fled. Even the leader who mimicked the shape of a stone pillar carved with ancient runes did not resist the invasion of the twisted figure and rolled around in panic.

Lu Li suddenly lost his hearing, and only the voice of the Swamp Mother could be heard: "They are summoning power..."

The surrounding seawater rose into a terrifying curtain wall, turning into a tsunami that could capsize a giant ship and hit the stone pillar, submerging it. Then, weird-shaped limbs of aquatic or amphibious creatures such as flippers, tail fins, gills, and cilia twisted and grew from the surface of the stone pillar.

It turned out that they couldn't find anything in common, like the trophies stuck to stone pillars by a group that likes to dismember the body of prey. These organs swayed at the same time, and the burst of force almost made it rush out of the sea.

Lu Li lost his hearing again at this time. The believers standing in his sight raised their hands and prayed in unison in silence. The terrifying aura that he was not qualified to feel turned into a whirlpool and surged towards the stone pillars.

On the surface of the giant stone pillar, fine cuticles with countless eyeball patterns appeared, struggling and swimming.

"Firolina is about to release his power..."

The only voice sounded in the silence, and Lu Li saw the twisted silhouette of "Elena" collapse, turning into a real body that was twisting and changing all the time. The surrounding light began to twist, squirm, and tremble, as if the dressing mirror reflecting the world was being broken.

The cracks spread to everything in sight.

Suddenly, the lights were turned off and the world fell into darkness and silence.

Lu Li was deprived of his vision again.

When the sound of waves sounded again in Lu Li's ears, and the dim yellow lamp illuminated the surroundings again, the mimic leader had sunk to the bottom of the sea in pieces.

The terrifying seawater gradually returned to mildness, and the broken relief stone pillars were scattered on the seabed, shrouded in dusty sand, as if they had been buried here from eternity.

"It almost held up."

The Swamp Mother described the scene that Lu Li did not see.

The mimic leader has quite terrifying adaptability. It grows gill fins to breathe and swim due to the sea water, a carapace emerges to block pollution due to the aura of the supernatural god, and it even tries to adapt to the power of the distorted figure to change its body.

It might have succeeded if it hadn't been built on a hard and fragile stone pillar.


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