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Chapter 1209 Asura Bathed in Blood Rain

Those mutated monsters each possessed bizarre and grotesque bodies.

Some bodies are covered with eyes or pustules, while others have scales or human faces growing on them.

Some ooze semi-melted, tar-like mucus from their bodies; some have mouths full of sharp teeth and grayish-white tentacles; some are covered in black sutures and have purplish-blue pustules oozing from their bodies.

Others turned into irregularly moving spheres of flesh, some with bodies entirely composed of rotting flesh, falling down with every step they took.

Some of them had fleshy worms crawling all over their bodies, making them look extremely disgusting and terrifying.

But no matter which mutated monster it is, they will retain one or two human-like features in their appearance, making them recognizable.

These monsters may have originally been human.

Fu Zeyu's eyes darkened.

He thought of that despairing world above the sky.

The entire world has fallen under a strange pollution, leaving only one city that humanity is the last to hold onto.

But even that last city was eventually reduced to ashes.

If the Heretical Society hadn't existed...

Fu Zeyu's family and everyone he cares about will become like this.

Therefore, he was grateful for and highly approved of the emergence of the Heretics.

He is doing the right thing and doesn't need anyone's approval.

He is willing to dedicate all his strength to protecting his family and loved ones.

"The Ever-Changing Demon Lord!"

"Roar!"

The enormous figure swung its powerful arms, smashing the mutated monsters into a pulp.

Unfortunately, these mutated monsters were either too low-level or had endured too much hunger.

Even with a terrifying, ever-changing demon lord blocking their way, they still relentlessly pounced on Fu Zeyu behind them.

I wanted to tear a piece of flesh off him.

Unfortunately, these mutated monsters could not break through the Demon Lord's defenses.

Every single mutated monster was smashed into a pulp.

Meanwhile, the Shattered Soul on the other side had transformed into a Shura bathed in a rain of blood, looking as if he had been pulled out of the blood.

"Three thousand."

This is an extremely backward ancient town.

This number is almost the entire population of an entire town.

With so many mutated monsters here, it's clear that no one in this town could possibly survive.

His hand gripped the heavy sword, blood dripping onto the hilt, leaving a slippery, sticky residue.

He flicked his sword.

However, he could no longer wipe the blood off the sword as quickly as before.

It was covered with some dried blood and bits of flesh.

Shattered Soul felt uncomfortably covered in blood and wanted to wipe his face, but after seeing that his hands were also covered in blood, he silently gave up the idea.

He turned around and looked at Fu Zeyu.

"Let's go find a place to rest."

The reason for clearing out the mutated monsters in this town is to have a place to rest.

Who knows how long they'll have to stay here? Without enough rest, even the strongest Qi Master can't withstand it.

"it is good."

The two found a relatively clean wooden cabin that hadn't been damaged too much.

He opened the door and walked in.

Fortunately, there is a well in the backyard of this wooden house.

You can have Shattered Soul draw a few buckets of well water to wash away the blood and bits of flesh covering his body.

As for drinking, they dared not drink it on the spot.

Fortunately, there was still firewood in the woodshed, and they found a pot to boil a pot of water.