Chapter 807

As before, Marx built three ground shelters in Antony's harbor, the largest of which directly occupied Antoine's mansion, once a magnificent castle belonging to the Antony family.

It's all due to the fact that most of the Corruptors are not aggressive, which also blinds many survivors who are not corrupted by chaos, who, like sildo, refuse to leave their relatives and friends.

However, most of the survivors were not as experienced as the little mage and were not completely isolated from the Corruptors. Marx had met several such families and watched them slowly degenerate in the absence of persuasion.

The farther he looked, the more painful he was. Undoubtedly, Marx was the farthest person in this city, so he suffered the most.

Every day he could see countless souls being corrupted by chaos and becoming muddled, and the flame of hope was gradually extinguished like a fire that had been extinguished.

But he resisted the pressure, didn't give up, didn't get discouraged.

He spent four days in a street luring aggressive Corruptors into deserted houses on both sides of the road, and boarded up the doors and windows.

God knows how he did it in a mortal way, but Marx, who used this stupid method, is gradually restoring order in the city, making safe streets so that more uninfected people can come out to look for food, which gives Marx the opportunity to contact with them.

Marx has the ability to see the existence of chaos. Even the smallest corruption can not escape his eyes. He can identify every Corruptor and see their struggle.

The confrontations in consciousness, soul and physiology are carried out all the time. Marx selectively classifies these survivors to avoid cross infection.

Those cautious and timid remnants of the city guard are the best gatekeepers. Thanks to the corruption of the top echelons of the guards, they are not corrupted by chaos.

When Marx saw the old grain that was older than his own age, he sincerely forgives those officers who had been corrupted.

All the clean and normal survivors were taken to the camp by Marx. If possible, he would like these people to be protected by Reverend Richard, but the volume of the underground shelter was limited, and it was already crowded.

Marx divided the remaining corrupt people into three grades according to the degree of corruption. The mildest one was handed over to sildor, and he himself was in charge of the most serious group of Corruptors.

He brought them into Antoine's castle, on the one hand because of the clean water and, on the other hand, prepared for the worst, and the structure of the castle limited the Corruptors.

Most of these people still have their own consciousness. They feel that something is wrong with them. However, they can't find out their abnormality because of the blinded sense. Panic and fear become the main color.

Physically, these Corruptors have begun to dissimilate slightly, some have grown extra limbs and organs, and others are moving away from human form.

Marx will not be affected. His special experience has created a special soul. Marx, who was almost selected as the Lord of change, can be said to be able to eat both black and white. This degree of chaos erosion can not affect him at all.

Similarly, his existence will not be covered by chaos. In the eyes of these Corruptors, Marx is the only truth.

"I know you are in pain. The filth in you is weakening you, trying to manipulate you, devour you and replace you." Marx was sitting in the middle of a group of Corruptors. His upright body was particularly brilliant in the wave of demons dancing, like lotus in the mire: "but you must be strong. Now tell me, what's your name?"

Not everyone responded, but most of the Corruptors fell into a confused thinking. Some of the corrupt people whose mouths had disappeared were like ants on a hot pot, struggling constantly, and finally two lines of tears flowed along their eyes.

"Don't worry, I can feel your thoughts, think about it carefully, find your name in my memory, and tell me." This time, Marx's voice directly appeared in people's minds: "name is very important, it represents your code name as a person, it is the mark that represents you in other people's eyes, tell me your name!"

In the end, the sound of Marx's soul, like a Hong Zhong, bombards the spirit of these Corruptors and gives them a breath in the chaos.

"My name is Parker Nash..."

"my name is Andy..."

...

a lot of feedback made Marx close his eyes, immerse himself in his thoughts, and respond to every voice, which is their arm condensed with their own consciousness, and Marx is the only helping hand they can grasp.

"Don't stop, keep thinking about the names of your relatives and what are their names? Your neighbor's name? Think of the best part of your memory and tell me the names of people you used to like. " Marx is like pacifying a group of frightened children, gently said: "as long as you do not give up, I will not give up."

In the hall of Michel Roosevelt, many people feel the scene of St.But he still had to interrupt the harmonious scene. He knocked on the gold inlaid gate: "Mr. Marx, there is something you need to come out of here."

One by one, Marx appeased those painful Corruptors. They could not correctly perceive the external information and could not communicate with others. A person was trapped in the barrier created by chaos. The pain made people prefer to give up themselves.

The severely corrupt people locked in the house by Marx on the street outside were the product of giving up hope. Now Marx is the last hope of these people.

"What's wrong with your shelter?" Marx went to the door and closed it. He couldn't risk giving them a chance to leave: "how's your teacher?"

Marx was worried that there would be some bad news waiting for him, because it was almost midnight, and there was nothing important. Sildo would not venture across half the city to find him.

"Thank you for your help. Mr. Eden looks much better than before. This time I'm not here because of the shelter." The mage sildo bowed to Marx and said in a flustered way, "the reconnaissance guard you asked me to set up at the gate was destroyed 40 minutes ago. Mr. Marx, I'm afraid the last time has come."

Scouting and guarding is a magic that mages use to observe a certain area. Sildo found the scroll of this spell in his teacher's collection. It can provide sound and image within a range of 15 meters.

Just now, the Scout guard was destroyed without noticing anything.

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