With a loud bang, the bus was blown in half!

If the "Bus No. 13" as a living being had not had a certain sense of crisis and released most of the controls in advance, and even opened a wide door, I'm afraid only half of its body would be left now!

Everyone in the car couldn't help but fall down with half of their bodies tilted by the impact.

The witch suddenly fell from the bus, bounced on the ground for a moment, and landed steadily next to the street lamp next to the platform.

She looked at Bai Ling with an uncertain expression.

Just now, the bering gray mist suddenly expanded and rushed directly towards the witch, almost touching her hair.

If it weren't for her fast speed, she would have been entangled by this strange and inexplicable fog.

Looking at Bering emerging from the mist, the witch thought to herself: "The prophet looks a little strange."

I used to think he was some old monster, but now that I think about it carefully, I was probably frightened by the sudden situation and lost my basic judgment ability.

The real prophet might just know some secret information, rather than being some alien species passed down from ancient times as one imagines.

Strictly speaking, the witch was not very sure about this guess. After all, she had only fought with the prophet that one time, and neither of them tried their best.

So this idea is actually just what she thinks.

She had to think so.

The guy in the past left too deep an impression on the witch. If the witch really believed that the prophet was the guy's reincarnation, then the witch felt that she would most likely completely lose the motivation to resist.

The oppressive power that guy has on the witch is so strong!

Therefore, the witch only dared to think that the prophet might just be a guy who knew more, and not the person she thought he was.

But even so, the witch still felt it was extremely difficult.

The previous shot had already made her frown.

Although the speed doesn't seem very fast, the force is very strong...

It seems that we must win by using the advantage of speed.

With this thought in mind, the witch placed her hand on the street lamp next to her.

The next second, tiny fluctuations began to appear where her palm and the street lamp were touching.

The wave gradually spread, and in just a moment, it had cut the three-meter-high street lamp in half!

Half of the broken lamp pole slowly fell down, and just before it hit the ground, it was lightly touched by the witch's finger.

The next second, the slender lamp pole began to spin at high speed in the air! It spun so fast that it could even blow the witch's long skirt, and a white afterimage appeared in the eyes of the people around her!

The dancing lamp poles swirled around the witch, leaping like a wooden stick.

Looking at Bai Ling walking slowly towards her from a distance, the witch narrowed her eyes.

Then he snapped his fingers and shot the entire lamp pole towards Bai Ling!

This simple and unpretentious shot was a test.

Previously, she had only used stones but was unable to test Bai Ling's ability. Now the witch planned to pick a larger prop to see if she could reveal Bai Ling's ability.

In fact, strictly speaking, "rotation" is also a relatively simple ability. It can only make an object rotate at high speed and then control the direction of the object to a certain extent. In addition, it is impossible to use extremely idealistic means such as "magnetic field rotation" and "rotation time".

This kind of rule-based thing is not something that can be handled at the "disaster" level.

They are still living things, and have no way of sensing the existence of so-called "laws". For example, if they can't even sense the magnetic field itself, how can they rotate it?

It’s impossible. It’s very blue.

Therefore, this ability is generally just a means of attack for witches.

Besides, her authority is not limited to this.

Her eyes were fixed on Bai Ling, and although the witch did not make any movement, she felt like biting her nails.

Then she saw Bai Ling raised his head nonchalantly and stopped the rapidly rotating lamp pole in mid-air.

The gray mist expanded and expanded like a pair of giant hands, forcibly holding the high-speed rotating lamp pole in place, like a trap firmly grasping its prey.

'It seems that this cloud of mist is very flexible.'

Watching Bai Ling's actions, the witch's eyes flickered.

She gave up manipulating the lamp pole and instead took out a thin, long wooden stick from her arms.

The shape of this wooden stick is rather strange, with some tiny mouthpieces on it, which seem to activate certain channels of the stick by inhaling and exhaling. And at the top of the stick, there is a strange symbol carved. It looks like two entwined snakes, or like a walking stick.

Putting the stick to her mouth, the witch took a deep breath and then exhaled gently.

Soon, a harsh, sharp noise came from the small wooden stick.

Hearing this voice, Bai Ling couldn't help but frown slightly.

For some reason, when this voice echoed in his ears, Bai Ling instinctively felt a sense of disgust.

The melody seems to be born to make people feel nauseous and shudder. If ordinary people heard such syllables, they would probably start to feel dizzy, their limbs would become weak, and their mouths would be filled with sourness.

However, Bering was not a living person, so the impact on him was not too great.

Looking intently at the witch in the distance, Bai Ling's mind moved slightly.

The next second, he said thoughtfully: "I see."

"The origin of the witch is the 'Pied Piper of Hamelin'."

This is a legendary story that circulated in Europe in the Middle Ages. The protagonist of the legend is the singer dressed in brightly colored clothes.

At that time, a village was ravaged by a rat plague, and repeated attempts to eliminate the rats were fruitless. At a loss, the mayor posted a notice, promising that anyone who could solve the rat problem would receive a large reward.

Just at this time, a man in bright clothes visited the village and claimed that he could solve the rat problem.

The mayor was overjoyed and repeatedly claimed that he would reward the young man after the rat infestation was resolved. The young man lived up to expectations and successfully used the sound of the flute to attract the raging rats away, and they jumped into the river one by one.

Originally, this should be a story about a talented person using his extraordinary abilities to solve the problems of the people. But soon, the story took a different turn.

Although the singer successfully attracted the rats away, the mayor was unwilling to fulfill his promise and even wanted to drive the singer out of the village.

In anger, the singer once again used his miraculous playing skills to make his flute sounds resound in every corner of the village.

Then, in the dead of night, all the children in the village left their homes unconsciously and came to the singer as if they were inspired by something at the same time.

Leading the children, the singer disappeared into the village.

This is the root of the "Pied Piper of Hamelin", or the "Pied Piper".

What Bai Ling didn't expect was that the source of the witch was actually the flute player.

So the flute player is a woman? After thinking about it, Bai Ling couldn't help shaking his head: "No, it shouldn't be that simple."

When Bai Ling was listening to the conversation between the witch and the high school girl, he clearly heard the witch say in person that there was another person before her who had "infected" the witch with fear just like she did to the high school girl.

If we analyze it according to this context, does it mean that the witch herself was actually influenced and became an alien species?

Could it be that the witch is actually a derivative of some alien species?! Thinking of this, Bai Ling was shocked! So far, the derivatives he encountered were corpse-raisers and web-weavers. Apart from these, he had basically not seen any other.

But there is no doubt that the derivatives of those people are not very powerful. For example, the derivatives of the zombies can be dealt with by Lin Ju, who has no extraordinary power at all.

...Although Lin Ju himself is not a simple person either.

But this much is beyond doubt - the strength of the derivative cannot possibly exceed that of its original body.

But now, according to the witch herself, there was someone before her who had influenced her...

"A mere derivative can produce a catastrophic monster like the witch?!"

Thinking of this, Bai Ling's face couldn't help but become solemn.

If this is true, then what level would that alien be? Or to be more precise, what is above "disaster"? !

As if thinking of something bad, Bai Ling couldn't help but shook his head: "No, not necessarily yet."

"Perhaps the birth of witches is a succession of inheritance, and the previous generation of flute players gave birth to a new generation of witches. And the current witch wants to turn that high school girl into a monster..."

If this is true, then it is no surprise that the witch's danger level is rated as "disaster".

Any monster that is highly contagious is definitely a disaster.

These two possibilities echoed in Bai Ling's mind, making his thoughts a little confused for a while.

Fortunately, this is the sea of ​​consciousness, and the thinking is infinitely stretched, which gives Bai Ling enough time to think and not be affected by the witch's attack.

After pondering for a long time, Bering had to stop thinking about these issues.

Up to now, he has too little information and is completely unable to judge which situation is true.

The main reason was that Bering had no idea what the concept of an "Origin"-level alien was. There was no record of it in the diary, and the Countermeasures Bureau also mentioned it in a very vague and not specific way.

This is normal, because in the future recorded in the diary, all hunters who have seen the "origin" are dead.

No one could return to the human gathering place alive, so naturally there was no way to pass on the information about the origin. Even the witch's crusade did not collect more useful information.

For example, the four cores of "Red Spider"'s promotion to "Origin" were also inferred by some scholars through classics and materials, using existing clues after it became the Origin.

Because this is a completely isolated case, future humans have no idea whether all alien species require four cores to advance in origin.

After all, humanity fails because it knows too little!

But now it is obvious that it is different from what is recorded in the diary.

Consciousness rises from the boundless ocean, when layers of clouds float past the moon and specks of moonlight fall to the ground.

Bai Ling opened his eyes, and a blue light flowed in his eyes.

He opened his windbreaker, revealing the gray shirt underneath, then pinched it between two fingers and pulled out a test tube from the front pocket of his shirt.

Between Bering's two fingers, the scarlet liquid in the test tube slowly rolled across the glass surface, like a shining, brilliant sun!

Accompanied by the witch's hoarse and mocking flute sound, Bai Ling did not hesitate for a moment, pulled out the stopper of the test tube, and stabbed his arm hard!

The red liquid flowed into the skin little by little. Under the fair skin, the winding red light was like a manic red python moving at high speed!

In the blood vessels that had dried up, the rushing torrent resounded again at this moment! Feeling the movement in his body, Bai Ling thought calmly: "When I was fighting with Qingguang and Song Qingci before, the intensity of the battle was not great, so I just need to use it as a fire."

But the battle with the witch was obviously not comparable to that with those two guys.

Therefore, it's a good opportunity for me to try what level I can reach after being injected with the soul-burning potion.

With this thought in mind, Bai Ling raised his head and looked calmly at the witch opposite him.

In those eyes, there was a roar of red lava that looked like hot gold! Soon, along with the sound of the witch's flute, countless thin rustling sounds, as if something was moving along the ground, came from far away.

Countless rats with bloodshot pupils were running towards this place! Each of these rats was extremely large, far exceeding the size of what you can usually see. Just from what Bering saw, the largest one was the size of a small dog! This was obviously not a normal animal.

I'm afraid it's the result of the influence of the witch's flute.

But I didn't expect that there would be so many rats in Morningwind City.

It seems that the local sanitation work is not done very well.

With this thought in mind, Bai Ling turned around and opened his five fingers towards the rat running towards him from a distance.

As the five fingers opened, the mist gradually dissipated in that direction.

When the rats were about twenty meters away from Bering, they were about to rush to his side.

His fingers suddenly contracted!

The next second, the fog also shrank along with the movement of the fingers! The thick fog seemed to be wrapped in a surging force, and even when the mice were still in a forward momentum, they were completely contained and gathered in the hazy fog, as if they were wrapped in a huge palm! Staring at the giant mice in the distance that were entangled and still squeaking, Bai Ling narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Try it, the burning of red lotus."

The words fell.

The red light in Bailing's eyes became more intense! At the same time, along with the light, there was also a group of rats in the distance that were swept by the huge force.

Their bodies spontaneously combusted without fire, and brilliant sparks instantly spread from their hair like snakes, burning all of them into a huge fireball!

At this moment, daybreak broke out in the dark streets.