People in the Dragon Clan planted a sacred tree, infinite moon reading

Chapter 66: Hell Scroll, Scarecrow (asking for monthly ticket)

Click.

Wan Tao got out of the car stiffly, feeling his face slightly numb.

I walked step by step to the ruins and finally confirmed that what I saw was the truth.

Yes, Mimiya Blue Bay really exploded.

He seemed to see a fire dragon bursting out from the ground.

The deafening roar seemed to still echo in my ears, and in the night sky hung a moon shadow distorted by the scorching air.

Under the distorted moonlight, the remaining flames on the tree trunks emitted a faint red light.

It cannot be a source of light to illuminate the dark night, but instead adds a touch of deathly silence to it.

"Captain, retreating a hundred meters is not enough..."

A faint voice came from behind him, and Wan Tao turned around to look at Liu Xing.

This guy looks so miserable now. His dusty face is darker than a coal miner's, and even his precious military uniform is tattered.

"..."

The two of them sat face to face in silence for a long time. Wan Tao raised his hand to pat the dust that had settled on his shoulders, took a deep breath, and said, "Bring a few good men with you and go down with me to see what's going on."

The power of this explosion is really too great...

He even suspected that there was a pure-blooded dragon hidden underneath, otherwise the power was simply beyond the reach of those four people.

"it is good."

Liu Xing nodded silently, called a few people from the third team, followed Wan Tao fully armed, and walked into the hall of Migong Lanwan.

No, it's not really a hall anymore.

Because in their memories, the magnificent hall has disappeared, the crystal chandelier on the top has disappeared, and even the entire roof of the hall is gone, with moonlight pouring down directly from above.

It illuminated a scorched earth of black and grey, with faint white smoke rising.

Everything placed in the entire hall had become tattered, lifted several meters high by the thick black smoke, and only fell into the rubble after the explosion subsided. The flames burned the precious mahogany furniture.

The ground inside the hall had cracked, leaving behind only a mess and desolation, revealing a bottomless underground pit. One could even see melted steel bars, which appeared to be liquid like lava.

"Captain, don't tell me that this explosion was caused by that guy you hired." An internal guard said with a slight twitch on his cheek, "I really don't believe it."

"I don't believe it either." Liu Xing complained, "It's too outrageous."

Wan Tao didn't say anything. He hung the rappel rope on the half-remaining steel bar, jumped directly into the underground cave, and grabbed the rope to complete the descent.

Soon I stepped on solid ground, which should be the second underground floor.

Click.

Liu Xing and others also grabbed the rope and quickly descended, but they stepped on something with a crisp sound.

"what?"

Liu Xing lowered his head and saw only a charred area and a piece of "branch".

Branches?

When he squinted his eyes and looked carefully, he finally recognized its true face.

It wasn't a tree branch at all, it was actually a human arm.

But the strong arms that should have been powerful now only make people think of two words.

- crispy.

It's a somewhat chilling metaphor, but it's extremely apt, as dry as firewood.

"Is this a corpse?"

At his feet was a corpse, completely carbonized, no different from a dry tree trunk.

"More than one." Someone said dryly.

Hearing this, Liu Xing was stunned for a moment, then pulled down the four-eye panoramic night vision goggles on his helmet and clearly saw the scene in the darkness.

"This……"

Even Liu Xing, who was a tough guy, couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling.

Burnt corpses, all burnt corpses!
There were corpses lying all over the ground in front of them. There were so many of them that they covered the entire ground. The density was so high that it was uncomfortable, and the burnt smell was nauseating!
Those blackened and ugly limbs seemed to be full of twisted branches, turning into a low jungle.

It left a long-lasting visual shock in the eyes, and he drew a black painting wantonly, turning into evil ghosts crawling out of the ground, stretching out his arms to drag them to hell.

The people present fell silent for a moment, their eyes scanning the charred corpse at their feet, their expressions gradually becoming serious and suspicious, and they subconsciously tightened their guns.

"It was supposed to be the security guards who were guarding this place, but it wasn't the fire that killed these people."

Wan Tao squatted in front of the half-body in front of him, turned his head to look at the half-body that rolled on the ground, as well as the dry and broken limbs and arms, and said in a deep voice: "The fracture is smooth, one blow to kill."

Like the death's sickle, the incision is smooth and leaves no trace of bone. There is no pain, only cold death...

Hearing this, the others also looked at the corpse and the traces left on the ground.

The charcoal-black walls and the ground were full of hideous grooves, stretching from one end of the passage to the other.

"It was Qi Xiuyuan who did it. Only his words could do this." Wan Tao's tone was firm, leaving the others silent.

They had seen many more brutal and bloody scenes, but they had never seen anything like this.

The remaining brutality and ferocity lingered in the air, as if one could smell the blood gushing out from the blade tearing through the body, and hear the wails and fear of the security guards before they died.

The breath of coldness and death filled the entire air, making people clearly feel it every time they took a breath. It turned out that death was not only a concept, but also a real taste on the olfactory level.

"How many people did he kill?" Liu Xing exhaled and whispered, "Captain, if I remember correctly, that kid was only fifteen years old, right?"

Is it really necessary to see a psychiatrist for him?

Click... click...

Wan Tao took a step forward silently, and soon the sound of blood and mud was made, which made people feel a chill in their bones.

The pitted and pitch-black ground was left with a shocking dark red color.

In the passage leading to the third floor, they saw more densely packed charred body parts, like a painting of a passage to hell. The hot and oppressive air was almost suffocating.

Several people couldn't help but quicken their pace and quickly walked out of the passage and into the arena. Even though they saw the tall corpse in the distance, they were already a little numb at this moment.

Until they jumped down from the pit in front of the corpse.

Click...

Their military boots made a crisp sound as they crushed the gray bones, and they also smelled the fishy smell so strong that it seemed as if they could lick it with the tip of their tongue.

A cold wind blew from somewhere, making them feel suddenly chilly, as if it had seeped into their hearts.

And in their dull eyes, there were still handsome figures reflected.

The few people seemed to be standing in a scorched forest, with countless scarecrows standing and watching in the woods in front of them, in various weird and twisted postures.

An internal guard walked stiffly to a scarecrow and squatted down. He pulled out a metal business card that had not yet melted from its body. He turned to look at Wan Tao and said with a twitch of his lips, "The third son of the 84th generation of the Chen family."

"This belongs to the Zhang family..."

"And the Song family..."

Snapped!
"Depend on."

Wan Tao slapped his face, endured it for a long time, and finally cursed out, muttering: "This killer, really is..."

Really? Not a single one was left alive?!

Not only were all the people from Migong killed, but all the mixed-bloods who participated were also killed.

"Captain, this body should be Kazuo Miyamoto."

Liu Xing, who walked onto the stage, suddenly spoke, picked up a letter from the corpse, walked up to Wan Tao and handed it to him.

[I left the evolution medicine for you. Besides that, there are also some account books and experimental data. Remember to go to the fourth floor and take a look. I think there should be what you need. We'll leave now. It's too dirty. Let's go back and take a shower.]

"Huh, you still have some conscience."

Seeing the contents of the letter, Wan Tao breathed a sigh of relief.

The "evolutionary medicine" and experimental data are what those old guys need, and the "account book" should be the handle that Kazuo Miyamoto left for himself, which is enough to make those guys with guilty consciences shut up.

This way, it is indeed easier for him to handle it.

However, the power of this word spirit still makes some sense...

Thinking this in his mind, Wan Tao turned the letter over and couldn't help twitching his eyes.

[Xia Mi awakened the Word Spirit: Eye of the Wind King, and combined with Chu Zihang's Word Spirit: Sovereign Flame, it combined with my Word Spirit to create the power it has now. As for why they didn't leave anyone alive... I'm too lazy to think about it. Just make up an excuse. Go for it.]

"These are three monsters."

Wan Tao sighed deeply, the salty smell mixed with the stench of corpses filled his nostrils, but excitement flashed in his eyes.

He tugged at his collar and found that his combat uniform was already soaked with cold sweat. After calming down for a moment, he took out his cell phone from his pocket, looked at the number in the address book, paused subconsciously, but finally dialed it.

beep...

"Xiao Taozi?"

An old man's voice came from the phone, his voice hoarse but gentle and kind: "I'm afraid there's not a single one left, they've all been killed, right?"

"Those old guys called me, looking like they were going to accuse me. But don't worry, I can help you, but there's a condition."

Hearing this, Wan Tao was stunned for a moment and blurted out: "What conditions?"

"Please ask that young man if he is interested in coming to the military area."

The old man said slowly and calmly, "Ask him if he dares to fight against that old man Ange's men..."

Listening to the words coming from the phone, Wan Tao became more and more silent. He subconsciously looked up at the hole above, and vaguely saw the dawn brewing in the night clouds.

When the first ray of sunlight pierced through the thick smoke, the terrified expressions frozen on the faces of the charred corpses seemed to come alive, pitying their own tragic past that had become a price.

　PY: Yi An's new book, lsp knows everything
　　Restricted Death

　　Xin claims to be a serious person, but he has an unserious favorability system.

　　Can you become stronger by improving other people's favorability?

　　"So it's not me who's promiscuous, it's you who can't resist the temptation!"

　　Facing the girl's questioning, Xin argued.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)