Chapter 85
A sharp pain in his heart pulled Xiao Shengyun back to reality. He opened his eyes, moved his sore eyeballs, and then realized where he was.
He touched his chest; the skin was warm, without a single scratch.
Apart from a migraine caused by recalling a large number of memories, everything was fine.
Are the things he recalls experiences he once went through?
Xiao Shengyun twitched his eyelids. He noticed that the oppressive feeling in the room seemed to have disappeared, so he opened his eyes.
The black brain in the room contracted like a heart; its mental pollution could control everything, except for beings of its own level.
Xiao Shengyun was pulled into a dream by Him. He saw the other party's past memories, found a weakness, and wanted to strangle him in the spiritual world.
Unfortunately, the person in question did not recall this memory, so this attack on the weakness was completely ineffective.
"How is that possible? How could you possibly have dodged it?"
The brain groaned.
"Your memories are filled with that person, so why are you suddenly rebelling?"
This brain had been in contact with the polluter for a long time. In the inner world, its abilities were limited because only extremely powerful beings could develop intelligence there, and most pollutants did not have much of a brain.
But this world is different. The rulers of this world—human beings—are physically weaker, but their wisdom is outstanding.
Thus, this brain was one of the few contaminants that entered the other world and thrived. It appreciated memory after memory, found human weaknesses from those memories, and then controlled or erased them.
Since the brain itself is an emotionless entity, its method of finding weaknesses is simple and brutal: whoever's memory occupies the largest proportion and evokes the strongest emotional fluctuations is that person's Achilles' heel.
Unfortunately, He never considered this possibility.
Hearing this brain's words, Xiao Shengyun felt a sense of helplessness, like a single dog being slandered. He asked in confusion, "I've only known this guy for a few months, so why does he occupy the largest part of my memory?"
The brain remained silent.
Xiao Shengyun was currently overwhelmed by a jumble of chaotic memories and didn't have time to deal with them. The most important thing now was to kill this thing.
Lacking a suitable weapon, he condensed his source energy into a knife and forcefully plunged it into the center of his brain.
A stream of black liquid spurted from the cut, and the brain was still moving.
That feeling of being watched returned. Not knowing how to kill this thing, Xiao Shengyun closed his eyes and began to slash away.
"pain!"
"it hurts!!"
"Go to hell!!"
The brain emitted a sharp howl, and this silent frequency was transmitted to the ears of every pollutant. The pollutants quickly became agitated, and violent noises and screams emanated from all over the breeding area.
Why can't it be killed?
You've already made many cuts?
Xiao Shengyun's arm began to go numb, and he realized that he seemed to be doing something futile.
But that's not necessarily true.
The black tower swayed left and right, and the entire mountain seemed to tremble. When the brain is injured, the body will also have a violent reaction.
Zhou Zhi was squeezed into the shaking flesh, his stomach trying to devour the source core, but the source core was in the human heart.
Before long, under intense pain, the tentacles slowed their attack.
Zhou Zhi used his hands to climb up the fleshy wall and slide down to the bottom of the tower, where there was a gun with only two bullets.
Although the body structure of pollutants is different from that of humans, every species is born with defects and has parts that can kill with a single blow. He looked up at the dome above.
Why was Meng Yangzhou at the top of the tower in the first place? What were those yellow bubbles?
As the contraction of the flesh wall weakened, Zhou Zhi used his knife to propel himself upwards, climbing little by little like a rock climber.
The higher you go, the narrower the space becomes, and the yellow bubbles huddle together like grapes.
At the top, Zhou Zhi saw Meng Yangzhou sitting on a protruding tentacle.
Just as Zhou Zhi was wondering whether to use a bullet or a knife to finish off the man, Meng Yangzhou spoke up: "He is dead."
"What?"
“His brain is dead.”
A smile appeared on Meng Yangzhou's face, which then turned into a loud laugh: "He is finally dead, hahaha, my only wish has been fulfilled! Fulfilled!"
He doesn't need to worry about the city's people continuing to be ruled by pollutants; everyone is free, including himself!
Even though he was already at the door of death, this person felt as if he had been liberated.
He made many crazy decisions in his life, and his only achievement was protecting five cities during the Black Tide.
"This monster separated its body from its brain; three-quarters of its brain was in the breeding area, and a quarter was in my body. Now, the brain in the breeding area is dead."
Zhou Zhi understood that as long as the remaining brain tissue was erased, the contaminant could be eliminated.
But this also means that Meng Yangzhou will die.
Before he could even hesitate, he heard the man's laughter.
"Kill me now, kill the remaining quarter of my brain, and we'll win! Do it!"
He waved his hands, his tone enthusiastic and excited.
This was the first time Zhou Zhi had ever seen someone so happy to beg for death. The sadness that had just welled up in his heart vanished in an instant. The deceased himself didn't care, so why was he grieving?
He took out his gun, pulled the trigger, and the silver bullet pierced Meng Yangzhou's brain in an instant.
“We won,” Zhou Zhi said softly to the corpses on the ground.
The brain is dead, and all the tentacles of this body have stopped moving, but some unconditioned reflexes will still occur when the prey resists.
Zhou Zhi drew his knife and began cutting at the yellow bubbles. With each cut, the body trembled.
After he cut it off, he started cutting the flesh off the wall to make an opening, and then he crawled out.
Jie Yuan was pacing outside, trying to enter the Black Tower, but unfortunately the tower's walls were too thick for his metal blade to penetrate.
Just as he was considering a different approach, the ground suddenly trembled violently, and the entire black tower collapsed headfirst.
Jie Yuan lunged to the side, and the black tower crashed down, raising a cloud of dust.
"Cough cough!"
Jie Yuan coughed violently, and only after the dust settled did he see a person climbing out from the top of the tower.
"Wow!"
He intended to attack, but after seeing the person's face, he put down his weapon.
Zhou Zhi crawled out of the lump of flesh. He was soft-hearted and also dragged out Meng Yangzhou's corpse.
"Are you alright? What happened?"
For the first time, Jie Yuan experienced the feeling of being carried away. He hadn't even done anything, and the problem was already solved?
"Get me some clothes." Zhou Zhi patted the fragments of tissue off his body, his whole body was soaked in red liquid, and his clothes were corroded and torn to shreds.
"Where am I supposed to find you clothes?" Jie Yuan muttered, then looked at the other person's miserable state and felt a little guilty, so he took off his own coat and handed it to Zhou Zhi.
"That's it?" He was still somewhat incredulous when he saw the massive, contaminated corpse.
The Black Tower shed its disguise and revealed its true form: a black mountain of flesh, with a head and facial features vaguely discernible, resembling the corpse of a giant.
"It's solved."
...
The industrial zone was now surrounded by a large amount of pollutants, some of which appeared out of nowhere, while others came from the neighboring aquaculture area.
Fan Huacheng shielded Qian Yunxia and Wang Tan behind him, struggling to resist the onslaught of pollutants.
His talent is dash, a skill particularly suited for escaping, but it has little combat ability. At this moment, it's a useless skill, only allowing him to stab the pollutants a few more times.
He couldn't run; behind him were his family, whom he had lost and then regained.
Even if I die here, my whole family will be together.
This is a replay of the nightmare from twenty years ago, but with even less equipment and manpower than before.
But what was the same was that no one retreated this time either.
People around them fell one by one, but these ordinary people continued to fight.
Even if the resistance was very weak.
Wang Tan knocked out a pollutant with an iron rod and exclaimed in surprise, "These things seem to have weakened!"
"They've gotten weaker?" Many of those still fighting have also noticed this.
These pollutants are slowing down in both the frequency and speed of their attacks, causing their combat power to degenerate from that of a powerful monster to that of a pet dog.
Purification.
Fan Huacheng stretched out his hand, and the source particles in the air, which were originally so concentrated that they were visible to the naked eye, were disappearing.
On the rooftop of a tall building, Yang Xin gazed at the battlefield below, a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, caused by the overuse of her talent.
An invisible force enveloped the industrial zone, and the black tide was gradually disappearing.
Yang Xin raised her hand; her fingers had already begun to mutate.
“Ms. Yang, you?” An Awakened One not far away in the air noticed her.
Everyone in the industrial zone knows Yang Xin; she is the guardian of this pristine land.
"My child, remember, never lose the courage to resist. The secret to the continuation of humanity lies in courage and hope."
Yang Xin looked at the setting sun in the distance. She remembered that back then, there was also a group of people who rebuilt the city on the shattered battlefield.
But not many of those people are left.
Yang Xin raised his gun, and the last bullet was for himself.
Bang-
At the same time as the bullets rang out, a deafening roar echoed in the distance.
The moment the tower collapsed, all the pollutants sensed something.
They quickly ran towards the mountaintop.
what happened?
The remaining humans, weapons raised high, looked bewildered, as the setting sun cast its last rays in the distance.
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