Chapter 1129 – Ashes

　　Shen Qingzhu sat in front of the mountain wall, covering his wounds, his brain running at a rapid pace, his mind flashing through the terrain he had just fled from one after another, searching for a way to be able to break through the blockade of these demons and leave this place.

　　Right at this moment, Shen Qingzhu felt his palm itching more and more, he subconsciously scratched it twice, suddenly feeling that something was not quite right, he stretched that palm out in front of his eyes and spread it out.

　　His pupils suddenly contracted!

　　Only to see that in the center of the palm of his left hand, at some point, a thumb-sized sarcoma had grown.

　　This sarcoma was immersed in the blood in the palm of his hand, writhing slightly, as if something was going to break out of it soon, strangely itchy and incomparable.

　　The location where this sarcoma was growing was exactly where he had touched it when he had received the ash drifting down from the sky with his palm earlier.

　　As it gradually grew and wriggled, Shen Qingzhu’s ears, vaguely began to ring with murmured whispers, although only as subtle as a mosquito, its appearance still made Shen Qingzhu’s heart thump!

　　”Cthulhu?!”

　　He who had dealt with Red Moon in the fishing village, of course he knew what this murmur meant, his eyes flashed brilliantly, not caring about the fatal wound in his waist and abdomen, his entire body quickly rose from the ground!

　　A fierce color flashed across his face.

　　Splat–!

　　A crisp ringing finger sound rang out, the surrounding air quickly compressed into a thin invisible blade, the blade rubbed against the air, flowing out a wisp of blazing flame attached to the blade.

　　With Shen Qingzhu’s fingertip lightly hooked, the air blade was aimed at his left hand and chopped out without hesitation.

　　Only hearing a muffled grunt of pain, half of his palm fell to the ground.

　　The flames attached to the surface of the blade temporarily sintered the wound of his palm, avoiding the loss of a large amount of blood, but the intense pain still continued to impact Shen Qingzhu’s mind.

　　He clenched his teeth, his face turning pale, but his eyes were staring at the half of his palm in the pool of blood, as well as the writhing sarcoma in the center of his palm.

　　More than death, he was more afraid of being contaminated by the Cthulhu, and if this knife didn’t succeed in blocking their invasion, then the next knife, aimed at his neck, would be his neck.

　　Only to see the pool of blood, the sarcoma attached to half of the palm wriggled crazily for a moment, splitting a tiny crack from the center, countless small red worms crawled between the sarcoma, forming a red eyeball the size of a green bean.

　　This eyeball looked around and finally landed on the pale Shen Qingzhu in front, immediately after, the four fingers attached to the palm looked like they had come to life, flexing their fingers and flicking the ground, this half of the palm flipped over in mid-air and steadily fell down like a four-legged sarcoma spider, crawling towards Shen Qingzhu in a hurry!

　　What the hell is this?

　　Shen Qingzhu’s eyes condensed, his right hand snapped his fingers, the half palm on the ground was rapidly compressed by the air, squeezed and deformed, and as a ball of fire ignited, it was completely scorched into charcoal.

　　Looking at this disgusting mass of black flesh and mud in front of him, Shen Qingzhu took a deep breath, and his wildly beating heart finally slowly calmed down.

　　When he once again turned his head to look at the ashes dancing wildly outside the mountain, his eyes had completely changed.

　　He was only touched a little by the ash, and it had such a horrible effect, so if he had been exposed to this ash …… all the time, what kind of monster should he become?

　　Shen Qingzhu retracted his gaze from the ashes flying in the sky, looked at the demons hovering above the mountain, and then looked down at the gradually deteriorating wounds on his waist, and after a moment, smiled bitterly.

　　He leaned against the wall of the mountain and slowly sat down, pulling out a cigarette from his pocket and lighting it, holding it in his mouth and inhaling deeply, the hazy smoke enveloping his pale face.

　　He was no longer planning to go out and fight for his life.

　　After going out, if he is alive, it is okay, his air barrier can block these ashes from touching him, but once he bleeds to death and lives to be surrounded by demons to death, then his body falls in the ashes, sooner or later, he will also turn into a monster …… Instead of that, he might as well quietly wait for his death here, at least the body can be decent.

　　He reached out his right hand and touched his chest, touching a hard piece.

　　He let out a long sigh and closed his eyes.

　　The firelight spread a little bit along the smoke scrolls, the burning embers were blown away by the breeze that brushed through the cracks in the ground, and in the gradually thinning smoke, Shen Qingzhu’s body went a little bit cold.

　　The two figures were in the mountain crevice, speeding rapidly.

　　While observing the surroundings, An Qingyu subconsciously clasped the palm of her hand with her fingertips, which seemed to be itching a little.

　　Lin Qiye’s figure in front lurched and suddenly stopped.

　　”What’s wrong?” An Qingyu asked.

　　”Ahead to a valley.” Lin Qiye withdrew his spiritual perception and looked a bit strange, “And ……”

　　”And what?”

　　”There are a lot of resentful souls gathering there, it’s a bit strange.”

　　An Qingyu frowned slightly and looked up at the sky, “There’s no time for a detour …… Can we just vanish into the void again and go through like just now?”

　　”The valley isn’t too big, it should be possible.”

　　Lin Qiye made a rough estimate and nodded slightly.

　　The [Zhanbai] could indeed take someone into the void, but it couldn’t stay for a long period of time, plus Lin Qiye also had to take An Qingyu with him, the duration under the burden of the two of them would be even shorter, but with the speed of the two of them, it shouldn’t be too difficult to cross the valley in a short period of time.

　　Lin Qiye pulled out [Zhenbai] and grabbed An Qingyu, and both of their figures disappeared at the same time.

　　After returning to the black and white void world, the two of them immediately moved forward at full speed, and in a few moments’ time, they passed through a narrow mountainous crevice, and their eyes opened up to a valley.

　　After stepping into this valley, An Qingyu immediately understood what Lin Qiye meant by “strange”.

　　Ashes fell from the sky like snow, drenching the surrounding black peaks and valleys in gray, the ashes piled up on the ground were about thirty to forty centimeters high, and countless black shadows stood amidst the fluttering ashes in the dead world, hands folded, looking up reverently at the crack in the sky that continued to shed ashes.

　　These, all of them, were resentful souls.

　　An Qingyu was about to turn her head when her afterglow swept over a familiar figure, stumbling and crawling out of the crack in the ground.

　　That was the greedy ghost that they had seen in the cracks before, constantly searching for “gold”.

　　His bony body crawled quickly through the piles of ashes, seemingly still searching for large stones, and one grayish-white ash fell on his body, quickly coloring it grayish-white.

　　After he had crawled for more than ten seconds, his body suddenly shook, like a stone statue, and he lay dumbfounded in the midst of the ashes.

　　After a long time, he stiffly lifted his head, and those empty eyes gazed at the ashes that kept falling above his head, gradually surfacing with a color of fervor and excitement!