"Boom——!" A loud noise suddenly came.

The volcano erupted.

The violent sound erupted like the end of the world.

Thick magma and hot volcanic ash spurted out, like brilliant fire clouds. Debris and hot gas fell on people's heads as if they were swallowing everything.

The air rises, trembles, burns, explodes...

When the boulders and flames came, Su Mingan swung his knife.

"boom--!"

The fluctuations spread in the space, and the crisis above was temporarily delayed for a second, but the scope of the falling rocks was too large, and they could not escape from this scope.

At this moment, a flash of white light lit up, blocking the falling gravel...

"Hide behind me—!"

Sissi's mother, Chushan, stood at the end of the team, holding up a defensive shield to protect the children who had no time to escape. The four surviving children followed her, among whom there was no Changsheng, who had probably left alone.

Her protective shield is not omnipotent, it can only amplify her defensive power.

Due to facing the high temperature, her palms became bright red and hot, and even the black hair on her forehead began to burn.

Her fingers were very beautiful, and they were long and slender, as if they had been carefully maintained. But at this moment, they began to spontaneously ignite like firewood, the flesh and blood began to curl, and the nails shrank like burnt popcorn.

Her black hair was spread behind her back. It was once as smooth as silk, but it was responsible for transferring heat and had begun to wither, gradually turning into charcoal black powder.

The soles of her feet began to feel hot, making a strange sound like fingernails scratching a blackboard. She held on to the ground to prevent herself from retreating due to the impact.

Because behind her are her husband and children.

Her husband Sike held her hand, but it was like holding a hot iron, his hand was red from the heat.

"Shanshan, you..." Sike was so burned that he withdrew his hand. He gritted his teeth and took her hand again.

Chushan took the initiative to let go of his hand.

She faced the scalding temperature all over her face and put a red robe on Sissi's body with her burnt hands.

The red robe was so wide that it almost completely covered Sissi, and her little face was like a wisp of white snow in the fire.

"Mother."

Seeing this red robe covered with stitches, Sissi suddenly remembered countless nights when Chu Shan was busy under the lamp.

There is always a small needle and red cloth burning under the oil lamp, until mother's shadow blends with the fireworks in the rich twilight.

...Then her eyes met her mother's.

Chushan's eyes were as dark as black pearls, and they were always full of reproach to her, as if they wished she could grow up quickly and become the best adult she could be.

Sissi would often get angry at this woman. As the most pampered little princess in the tribe, she would yell at her for the heavy training tasks, and she would also sneer at Chushan's harsh criticism.

She has always been arrogant and willful towards her mother, like an ignorant child.

She never thought her mother would die.

…

The red mother pulled her brother up, patted his shoulder, and touched her head.

Chushan did not dare to touch them, fearing that the temperature of her body would burn them.

"Mother--!"

Sissi suddenly reached out and hugged her, whose whole body was red.

"Stab la la——"

The scalding temperature burned Sissi's palms, and her arms began to fester, making a scorching sound, and there were large areas of burns that could not be healed.

Chu Shan turned around, facing the boundless bright red flames.

Her skin and flesh were rolled up, and her face was gradually turning black, and her eyes were hard to see clearly.

She let go of the defensive shield in her hands.

The hood jumped over her body that was engulfed in flames and was fastened on the children's heads.

"Qiqi, Sissi." She pushed away Sissi's hand that hugged her, as if tearing apart a piece of muscle with bones and bones: "...you will always be my mother's pride."

Like a pillar inserted into the earth, her skin became redder and redder like a watermelon scoop, but she did not take a step back.

The mother's thin figure became taller at this time.

In the bright red, her body bones were deformed by the high temperature, like a dead old tree.

The lingering black mist penetrated the defensive shield and kissed her burning black hair.

…

She disappeared in the red.

…

[Current emotional value: 300 (if it reaches 500 or above, the "Judgment" skill can be activated)]

…

The defensive shield still retains its defensive power and can always follow them forward.

Chushan poured her last strength into this mask so that her children could walk on the road paved by her life.

During this period, except for Feng Qiqi and Xixi, the four surviving children died one after another. The temperature here was too high, and the curse surging on their bodies could not withstand the violent fluctuations in the environment.

Sick kept his head lowered and remained silent. He followed the children like a wooden man, with red burns still on his hands.

Finally, they left the most dangerous area and came to the forest.

There are flames burning in the woods, and the fire has spread here.

Feng Qiqi spit out a mouthful of blood.

The sound of his violent coughing was particularly clear in the woods, and frightening black lines appeared on his arms.

His curse had been suppressed once before, and due to the fierce fighting all the way, it was about to break out again.

"...Brother." Sissi squeezed his wrist, her voice almost inaudible.

Some hot red robes were draped over her body, and her legs and feet were already weak.

Su Mingan watched all this silently.

Judging from the consequences and the future situation, he already knows what will happen next.

Sure enough, Si Ke, who had been silent all this time, took a step forward and pulled Feng Qi Qi, who had begun to lose consciousness.

He pulled Feng Qiqi forcefully, pulled up Feng Qiqi's trembling hands, and clamped the back of his neck.

"obedient."

This man, who seemed to have suddenly aged more than ten years after Chushan's death, controlled Feng Qiqi, who was constantly struggling.

"Don't—! I don't want it!" Feng Qiqi saw this action and realized what would happen next, and he began to struggle violently.

However, he had become weak and had no power to resist under Si Ke's hands.

Si Ke stretched his hands back and grabbed Feng Qi Qi's hands. The two of them were holding hands like a tug of war. After a moment, Si Ke exerted force, and Feng Qi Qi's hand was forced to touch the back of Si Ke's neck.

superior.

Like a child riding on the shoulders and neck of its parents, Feng Qiqi leaned on his father's broad back.

He burst into tears.

The black line gradually spread from his body to Si Ke's body.

This is what Sibor said, a method of passing curses between blood relatives.

The transmitter can pass his curse to others by touching the back of the neck of his relatives, thus reducing the concentration of his own curse.

Xi Ke was forcefully holding Feng Qi Qi's hand to share the power of the curse with him.

…

As Sigg delivered the curse, the protective shields above their heads began to crack.

The raging flames and scalding hot wind began to attack the group of people below.

Su Mingan, who was standing at the end of the team, turned around and picked up the knife.

He swung the knife upward.

"boom--!"

The surging flames were cut open by him and vented to the surrounding area as if flowing across the sea.

The violent trembling space fluctuations were like a defense above, protecting the father and son who were passing on the curse. Su Mingan stood under the vibration and heard Feng Qiqi's whimpering voice behind him.

"...Dad, I don't want..."

"Qiqi, you are already thirteen years old this year. You are not young anymore. When this disaster is over and you go back, you... must atone for your sins to all the dead people.
To be continued...