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Chapter 89 He cut off my head

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Caroline was following the navigation on the mobile phone map and heading towards the flesh and blood church created by Sherron Sen.

The streets are deserted.

The closer you get to the target location, the weirder the surrounding environment becomes.

The alleys that should have been crowded were deserted, and the roadside shops that should have been open had their doors closed.

It was like walking into a deserted dead city.

Caroline shuddered involuntarily.

She can be considered a bold person, but before she walked in, she thought she would encounter groups of pollutants, so she prepared herself mentally. Unexpectedly, she didn't see anything, but she felt more and more like this.

There is something weird about the place.

Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the front, startling Caroline.

A figure suddenly fell out from the corner of the street, rolled twice, and landed in front of Caroline.

The resurrected pollutant opened its mouth to bite the creature closest to it - Caroline.

Having made up her mind to set a fire, Caroline no longer hesitated.

Without thinking, Caroline opened her mouth and spit out a large ball of white flame, turned around and ran away.

But Caroline was only surprised for a moment and looked away.

How many pollutants are there in this damn place?!

Occasionally, it will extend its mucus-covered carpet, grab a pollutant that is close to it, tear it into pieces, and then swallow it.

This made Caroline, who was worried about hurting innocent people, secretly breathe a sigh of relief, but then her scalp became numb again.

Caroline took a closer look and found a man in ragged clothes, with obvious signs of mutation on his body, and his whole body was twitching in pain.

In the flames, the old woman, who was on fire, hugged her head and ran two steps away before falling into the flames.

boom--

A military vehicle carrying soldiers is driving into a polluted area.

The Flesh Church stands quietly among the monsters. Its outer wall seems to have a layer of bright red flesh and blood with distinct texture. There is no skin on the flesh and blood, but it is covered with a layer of white fluff, like moldy flesh.

Same as blocks.

Caroline guessed that it was probably due to "spiritual power".

She was not mending clothes just now, but trying to sew her severed head back onto her neck.

If that's the case, it's better to set off a big fire and burn down the whole place together with the ghost church.

Watching more and more pollutants coming out of the burning building, Caroline felt more and more that her guess might be true.

There were slender blood vessels, trachea, and throat connected between her head and the broken neck. It was probably during the healing process that her head and body were too far apart, so only part of it was barely connected, but the bones,

The muscles and skin are still detached.

"Mother-in-law, there are a lot of monsters out there." Caroline reminded kindly, "You'd better go somewhere else to hide."

But as he twitched, the traces of mutation on his body deepened, gradually turning into a twisted pollutant pointing at "Paine".

The old woman's head was not resting on her shoulders, but resting on the table.

In other words, she never expected that there would be people living as usual so close to the "battlefield".

This place was originally the nest of a certain gang organization.

It's a team sent by the military to investigate the situation.

Caroline escaped from the tailor shop. Behind her, a shocking fire began to burn, and thick smoke rose into the sky.

According to the CT results, in Caroline's body, the apex of the lungs at the upper end of the lungs had mutated and turned into a pair of organs that do not exist in humans - combustion glands.

It was a severely mutated head.

"Die, monster!!!"

She rushed in in a hurry, not expecting anyone to be here.

She turned around...

Perhaps the word "monster" touched the old woman's nerves. She stopped what she was doing, turned around slowly, and asked slowly: "Monster?"

In addition to the old woman, there were also dark figures rushing out of those closed portals, but without exception, they were all serious polluters with severely mutated bodies, or simply pollutants that had been completely distorted.

The flames she sprays can burn with combustible materials and are also lethal to pollutants, but the lethality will continue to weaken and eventually lose their effectiveness and extinguish themselves - she has verified this in the Cold Leaf Forest.

Frightened, Caroline breathed out all the fire she could.

The high-temperature flame fell on the pollutant, instantly scorching its skin black, and then stuck to its body like maggots on the tarsus, burning fiercely.

She stood on the edge of the roof, took a deep breath, and carefully planned her ultimate move.

The old woman with her back turned did not speak.

But he didn't turn his head...

"Dealing with pollutants is the responsibility of extraordinary beings, so you'd better not join in the fun." Caroline muttered.

This pair of combustion glands quickly synthesizes high-purity flammable gases, which are then liquefied and stored in the glands in a special way. When she wants to breathe fire, the gas is ejected from the depths of her throat and passes through another part of the tongue.

The alienated organ "neuroelectrons" ignite, eventually forming a pillar of fire that shoots outward.

She saw a door that was ajar beside her, so she opened it and hid inside.

After the pollutants were completely burned to death, Caroline straightened up and discovered that the place where she was hiding was a tailor shop facing the street. The shop was filled with all kinds of fabrics and repaired garments.

Caroline didn't run far.

Looking left and right, Caroline showed a slightly surprised expression when her eyes fell on one place.

There was a dim desk lamp on in the room, and a plainly dressed old woman was leaning over the desk, her back to her, sewing something.

Now, it has become a home for pollutants.

"My wife also said that I was a monster. He cut off my head, just like he cut off other people's heads before." The old woman stroked her monster head, the expression on it was full of loneliness, "I think this

It must be a misunderstanding. I will repair myself, then go to him and persuade him to apologize to the gods. The great gods will forgive him, Mi gardas..."

There are many dark shadows wandering around the Flesh Church, most of them are serious polluters who are neither humans nor ghosts.

The old woman who was distorted by pollution did not realize that there was anything wrong with her condition. When she woke up, she instinctively wanted to sew her head back together.

"Uh, I'm sorry." Caroline apologized embarrassedly for breaking into the house.

The pollutant struggled for a while, emitted bursts of screams, and soon stopped moving. Only a ball of steaming blackened meat was left on the spot, completely lifeless.

The flames she sprays contain a certain amount of spiritual power, so they can kill pollutants. As time goes by, the spiritual power in the flames is consumed, and it loses its effect.

She walked around to a location closer to the Church of Flesh and Flesh, and climbed up to a building overlooking the entire church.

Have all the people nearby been contaminated and become fanatical believers of the gods?!

Except for the reason for alienation, which is relatively unscientific, everything else about this ability is very scientific.

Meie diary:

My symptoms today are similar to yesterday. I feel better, but the cough is driving me crazy...

In addition, I discovered that this strain of mine not only made me able to eat, it also made me able to sleep. It seemed like I had been sleeping in bed for at least ten or twenty hours every day.

Now my daily life is to wake up in the morning and eat breakfast, go to bed after breakfast, wake up at noon to eat lunch, go to bed after lunch, wake up in the afternoon to eat snacks, eat snacks to go to bed, wake up in the evening to eat dinner...

Without further ado, let me go and eat my sauce duck and shrimp!
Chapter completed!
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