As Lu Ning absorbed it, the white mist flowed down his arm and into his body.
When the white mist entered Lu Ning's body, the indescribable mass of flesh and blood seemed to sense the abnormality and began to writhe violently.
Lu Ning's originally metallic body began to proliferate as if it were flesh and blood, with flesh and blood growing everywhere on his hands, neck, and head.
However, with the Crimson Sword in hand, Lu Ning voluntarily sacrificed his proliferating flesh and blood to it.
Even if his body is mutating, it won't have much of an impact on him.
As more and more white mist was absorbed, Lu Ning's body underwent more intense mutations, and the rate of flesh and blood proliferation became extremely rapid.
Even so, the Crimson Sword was still able to absorb this proliferating flesh.
After more than ten breaths, Lu Ning absorbed all the white mist in his blood vessels.
The blood vessels also seemed to wither and stop moving as a result.
This eighth-tier expert himself was almost reduced to a skeleton due to the absorption by the Crimson Sword.
His strong vitality prevented him from dying on the spot.
His previously numb and cold eyes regained their clarity at this moment.
He immediately sensed the situation, glanced at Lu Ning, and opened his dry mouth: "...Thank you, go find the Saint...He is almost a Saint!"
Lu Ning's eyes flickered, and he nodded slightly.
A look of satisfaction flashed in the eyes of the eighth-level expert, and then he slowly closed his eyes.
Then, within a single breath, his body completely collapsed and was absorbed by the Crimson Sword.
Upon seeing the death of this eighth-tier expert, Nan Yu immediately withdrew his abilities and put away his short staff.
He was covered in cold sweat and his face was deathly pale.
He exhaled a slight breath and was about to speak when a scream suddenly came from behind him.
Nan Yu and Lu Ning's expressions both changed slightly.
The two turned to look and saw that Afaf had a new blood-red tentacle on her chest.
At the end of the tentacles was a sixth-tier monster.
Lu Ning suddenly vanished from his spot, severing the blood-red tentacles in the instant.
Then he swung his crimson sword, the sword light sweeping across the area.
A sword light, a hundred meters long, interwoven with red and white, swept out.
All the flesh monsters were cut in half at the waist, including the sixth-tier flesh monster.
At this moment, the scarlet sword in Lu Ning's hand had complex runes on its blade, while flesh and blood patterns appeared on the hilt. On the hilt, an eye slowly opened, its eyes carrying a cold and violent evil light.
Lu Ning clearly sensed that the Crimson Sword had undergone a transformation.
At this point, the Crimson Sword can be considered a high-risk soul weapon.
Moreover, it seems that a consciousness has been born within the Crimson Sword.
Lu Ning gripped the crimson sword, while hoarse, frantic voices echoed in his ears.
"Kill! Kill!"
"kill!!"
The frantic voice tried to influence Lu Ning's will, but Lu Ning's spirit remained unmoved.
This kind of willpower is too weak.
"It's so noisy."
Lu Ning muttered something, and the frantic, hoarse voice in his ear abruptly stopped.
Eileen had already hugged Afaf; her face was also very pale and she was very weak.
Lin Menglan wasn't much better off.
Nan Yu suppressed his agitation and said, "Lu Ning! I'll continue to hold off the back, you go and clear the way!"
Lu Ning nodded, stepped forward, and rushed towards the iron gate.
The iron gate was tightly shut, and Lu Ning kicked it out directly, white light flashing on Lu Ning's foot.
Boom!!!
The massive iron gate immediately tore apart as if it were paper, scattering everywhere.
The expected sunshine did not appear.
In Lu Ning's view, white mist shrouded the sky.
Ke Qing, Eileen, and Lin Menglan, who were following behind Lu Ning, also stared wide-eyed and stood frozen in place.
"Is this...is this inside the mist!?"
Lu Ning's eyes flickered: "You can see that?"
"Of course we can see it!" Eileen's face was grim. "Damn it, the density of this white fog is almost comparable to some newly formed mists! What on earth happened?!"
Eileen quickly discovered what had happened.
One by one, fleshy monsters emerged from the mist and pounced on them.
They were densely packed and numerous, like zombies.
Eileen and the others were completely numb.
"...Are these the original inhabitants of the base city?? Have they mutated too?" Ke Qing felt as if her voice was coming from the horizon, and she could no longer feel the pain of mutation within her body.
Lu Ning remained expressionless as he stepped forward and unleashed a series of slashes with his crimson sword.
Sword beams swept across, killing all the flesh-and-blood monsters.
"Keep up! Let's go!"
Eileen and the others seemed to snap out of their daze and quickly followed.
Nan Yu followed behind them.
Nan Yu had already heard their discussion inside the pipe, but he was still somewhat shocked by the scene outside.
He pursed his lips and said, "Eileen, see if you can get in touch with headquarters!"
Eileen glanced at her phone and shook her head: "No, the fog is too thick. It's almost like a fog here; we can't communicate at all."
"Damn it!" Nan Yu gritted his teeth and used his gravity control ability again to kill the fleshy monsters that rushed out of the pipe.
"Lu Ning, we need to find a place to rest first!"
Lu Ning nodded: "Follow me!"
The streets were filled with fleshy monsters, their numbers seemingly endless.
Seeing this, Lu Ning naturally understood that all the flesh seeds in the base city had probably been detonated by that guy below.
At this moment, there are probably no living people left in the base city; it's all filled with flesh and blood monsters.
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