Cough cough cough cough ~~~~~
The old man stopped coughing, but the sound of violent coughing came from Xiao Mu's surroundings one after another. It was like a contagious virus that quickly spread and spread among the survivors and the rescue team.
"Strange, why are there so many people coughing?"
Hearing the coughing sound, Xiao Mu's throat also started to itch for no reason, and he twisted his body uncomfortably, suppressing the itchy feeling forcibly.
But the more I endured it, the more intense the itching became, and there was a strange tingling sensation in the abdominal cavity.
This feeling is even more unbearable than ten thousand ants crawling up and down the throat pipe. It comes from the bones and soul.
Every organ, every muscle fiber, every bone, every minute and every second of him is under tremendous torture, from extreme heat to extreme cold, from extreme cold to extreme heat.
Beads of sweat appeared on Xiao Mu's forehead and slid down his temples. He knelt on the ground in pain with his hunched body, but his face and body were as red as boiled prawns.
An inexplicable raving whispered in his ears.
"A foolish and blind traveler lost in the nameless gray fog, to pursue me is to pursue the light, the truth, the true detachment! The truth of the world!!"
Xiao Mu's consciousness fell into endless delirium, where he saw a grotesque world, a world called 'real'.
Cough cough cough cough ~~~~
Xiao Mu's throat sweetened, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood. At this moment, he felt that he had lost something important, but he had gained something more important.
Xiao Mu got up easily from the ground, his appearance remained the same, but the enthusiasm on his face was stronger than before, and the invisible gray-black airflow slowly swirled around him, and he laughed 'hohoho':
"I am the disseminator of the truth, the true guide, the changer of the times, and... the eternal king without wings!"
The gray-black air flow exploded in all directions, like a turbulent tide that quickly drowned all the rescuers, and left quickly after a brief contact, intertwined and swarmed towards the fortification hundreds of meters away.
Only by careful observation can they find that their total volume has increased a little compared to before.
"Ahem~Brother Wang, why do I feel that something is wrong in front of me?"
"Something's wrong? No, but my throat is really itchy all of a sudden."
"Probably because the smell is so irritating that it caused some kind of allergic reaction in your organs."
"Don't worry, it shouldn't be a big... cough cough... ask... cough cough cough cough."
The communication between the two came to an abrupt end, and all the sounds in the fortification were replaced by coughing one after another.
Everyone knelt down on the ground in pain, with hunched bodies, dilated pupils, and sinking consciousness.
After they spurted out the black blood in their throats, they returned to normal, looked at each other, and smiled enthusiastically in tacit understanding.
Lingxiu on duty saw the pupils of the soldiers coughing and constricted, and without thinking about it, he pressed the button to activate the alarm device.
But as soon as he had this idea, he was shocked to find that his body couldn't move!
A face with a warm smile became the last image before his retina.
The Wingless King strolled leisurely in the fortifications, and all the soldiers and spiritual practitioners stared at his back with fanatical eyes, just like watching the true god of faith.