In some places, the erosion has even created holes, exposing the flesh and blood inside.
Upon closer inspection, the purple aura resembled a swarm of frantic maggots, desperately burrowing into the pores of his skin.
With each minute he drilled deeper, Zhao Jingguo felt a sharp, piercing pain.
"Damn, something's fishy about this purple aura!"
Zhao Jingguo exclaimed in surprise and quickly closed the car window.
Meanwhile, the other survivors in the two car teams also noticed this terrifying phenomenon.
Those survivors who had only attacked by dropping the car windows all turned pale and quickly retreated back into the car, frantically closing the windows.
Those survivors who were a little braver and jumped out of the car were also afraid and wanted to get back into the car.
But at this moment, their bodies seemed to be pressed down by an invisible force, becoming as heavy as a thousand pounds.
No matter how hard they struggled, their feet seemed rooted to the spot, unable to move an inch.
Some people are unwilling to be trapped like this and try their best to take a step forward.
As a result, the moment he moved, he fell straight to the ground like a scarecrow that had lost its support.
"Help!"
"Captain, come quick and save us!"
"Ah~ Help me, help me, help me~ Ugh~~"
"......"
Cold.
Cold and damp.
nausea.
Various negative effects occur to the fallen survivors.
As they fell to the ground, their clothes were completely torn.
The close-fitting leather armor was riddled with holes from the purple aura, resembling a tattered fishing net.
Some people wore armor, which was also covered in rust.
Although it had not completely collapsed, the purple aura still crept up their bodies through the cracks.
Even more terrifying is that this purple aura is like a venomous snake, crawling into people's limbs and bones through their pores and wreaking havoc.
All the survivors lying on the ground were convulsing violently.
An ominous purple tinge began to appear on his lips and under his eyes, as if he had been poisoned.
The screams emanating from his throat grew weaker and weaker.
Later on, all he could manage were low groans.
Putting aside the fact that these people were struggling in pain, one wonders if the people hiding in the car would dare to get out.
Those survivors who had retreated back into the car were already struggling to survive.
Pain was evident on everyone's face.
Panic and despair spread rapidly among the people like a plague.
"What happened?"
The war correspondents, who were hiding in their cars and recording videos on their screens, looked on with confusion.
"Why did the gunfire stop?"
Some people tried opening the car window and looking out.
As soon as he poked his head out, a strange smell suddenly entered his nostrils.
He involuntarily took a deep breath, and his face immediately turned ashen.
He quickly retreated back into the car, his heart pounding wildly.
I couldn't calm down for a long time.
"The air outside... is poisonous!"
Messages with almost identical content flashed on the screen.
None of the survivors dared to open the car doors and windows easily anymore.
Meanwhile, the survivors in the small convoy acting as war correspondents also sent this important clue to the chat channel.
The survivors, who were still immersed in the little stone monkey's swift and decisive fighting style, were immediately drawn to this new information.
Someone messaged: "Is the air...toxic?"
His voice trembled slightly, clearly he was frightened.
The other person cried out, "My God! I just escaped from the poisonous miasma in the forest, and you're telling me the air ahead is poisonous?"
"Are you even alive?"
"......"
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