Lu Ning walked in the fog for two thousand years. When he emerged, he found the world seemed to be sick.
The sun grew tentacles, the planets were covered in flesh and blood, the moon grew num...
Qiu Yuelin nodded.
Just then, Qi Wu let out a low chuckle: "Hehe..."
Lu Ning looked at Qi Wu, then frowned slightly.
In his vision, the sparse white mist within Qi Wu's body began to increase rapidly.
His mental pollution is rapidly escalating.
Wang Yan and Qiu Yuelin also noticed that Qi Wu was acting strangely.
The two quickly moved a few steps away from Qi Wu.
Wang Yan tried to call out to Qi Wu: "Grandpa Qi, are you alright?"
Qi Wu chuckled and said, "We won't survive. We'll all die! High-risk soul artifacts are too terrifying. We'll be torn to pieces just like everyone else..."
It was as if tentacles were wriggling on the back of his clothes, and his expression began to turn ferocious.
Just then, his body suddenly trembled, and the wriggling tentacles under his clothes disappeared.
He looked up at Lu Ning, his eyes pleading, "Don't kill me! I can still be saved! I'm not completely infected yet!"
Lu Ning didn't say anything, but pressed the red rose against Qi Wu's forehead.
Qi Wu's eyes widened in terror: "No, don't kill me..."
But the next moment, his expression suddenly turned ferocious: "You forced me to do this!"
A sharp stone pillar shot out from beneath Lu Ning's feet, heading straight for the space between his legs.
However, when the stone pillar approached Lu Ning, it was blocked by the red light shield.
Bang!
Qi Wu's head exploded.
Lu Ning put away the red rose and said calmly, "Let's go."
Wang Yan glanced sadly at Qi Wu's headless corpse, and followed after him with Qiu Yuelin.