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Chapter 59 The Black Tide Is Evil
When Zhao Si heard this shout, his pupils shrank suddenly: "Go! Whistle!"

He didn't care to question Ning Luo's state any longer, he drew his long knife and rushed to the street.

beep—

The harsh whistle went straight into the sky!

When the sentry guards heard the sound, they immediately gathered at the location where the whistle sounded.

"Isn't that the road I walked on just now? What happened?" Ning Luo wondered, followed closely behind.

The sudden change made him a little confused, mainly because the changes in Lin'an City were really big.

Not only the structure of the square city, the location of the shops, even the pedestrians on the street are more real.

In the past, even if Ning Luo was not good at socializing, when asking for directions at the door, the npc would definitely answer directly.

But this time, the peddler at the door was actually angry because he simply asked for directions?
The system's emotion algorithm seems to have climbed to a higher level, and the npc's improvement is not limited to emotions.

It was the first time Ning Luo had encountered such a thing that Zhao Si would doubt his identity.

Ning Luo even thought about it, if in a dungeon, the natives could see through the identity of the traverser, then...

Can't even think about it.

There are too many weird things, Ning Luo has no time to think about it, and can only take care of the current changes first.

He ran quickly to the source of the scream, feeling a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.

As he crossed the street, turned the Long Street...

Then he saw a scene that made his hair stand on end!
A deformed creature that may have been a human was sitting kneeling in the middle of the street, surrounded by scattered stumps and blood clots.

With the continuous opening and closing of the upper and lower jaws, the growths on its back became more and more bloated, and then burst like pustules, splashing out a cloud of purple-black dirty blood.

The blood clot wriggled on the ground, wantonly devouring all the spiritual things in front of it, as if it had life.

When the whistle sounded, the deformed monster turned its stiff neck like a gear, its strange face seemed to be parasitized by face huggers, and even its facial features were inexplicably distorted.

"Ho..."

It stared at Zhao Si and Ning Luo who rushed over, and let out a hoarse scream!

At this moment, Ning Luo knew that he no longer had the right to see what was seen.

"Don't stand there stupidly, that's filthy! Get out the knife!"

Zhao Si roared violently and strode forward!

The long knife fell, and before the monster had time to make a move, there was a horrified knife mark from the shoulder blade to the side!
With a slash of the knife, Zhao Si drew back and flew back.

He took out the fire pocket with one hand, and the flame scorched the blade, burning up the purple-black strange substance.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Si threw the fire bag and threw it beside the monster.

Chi-

In an instant, the fire exploded, engulfing the entire monster inside!

After Zhao Si executed a set of coherent executions, seeing that Ning Luo was indifferent, he said eagerly: "You! You won't even forget the sword technique?!"

Ning Luo came back to his senses, he suppressed the discomfort in his stomach, shook his head and said, "I should still remember, but this is filth? What exactly is filth?"

"Hiss...me! I'll tell you later!"

Zhao Si spoke very quickly, and hurriedly explained: "It's not over yet, the flames can only restrain its predation and regeneration! This filth has already formed, and it won't die so easily! You...be careful!!!"

Halfway through.

A black shadow rushed out of the fire in an instant, and rushed towards Ning Luo!

Ning Luo's eyes turned cold, and he flicked his wrist almost instinctively!
Starting with a long knife, although it is not a sword weapon, he has been exposed to various weapons during his training as a killer.

When the black shadow rushed towards him, Ning Luo drew his saber and raised it, all in one go.

The light of the knife drew a clear arc moon in mid-air, and then dispersed into blood foam all over the sky!
Ning Luo imitated Zhao Si's actions, and took advantage of the recoil force of the upward pick to get away and fly back!

When the black shadow staggered to the ground, he stepped forward suddenly, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, the blade was perpendicular to the ground, and instantly pierced through the black shadow's head!
Before Zhao Si had time to approach, the monster was nailed to death by Ning Luo on the stone road.

However, even though the long knife pierced through the skull, the monster was still alive.

It's just that its mobility seems to have been reduced a lot. The twisted limbs tried to struggle, trying to get rid of the long knife nailed into the stone slab, but they couldn't.

Zhao Si regained his composure and shouted eagerly: "Great opportunity! Incinerate quickly!!!"

Ning Luo nodded heavily, took out the torch, and threw it away.

When the fire fell to the ground, it instantly ignited the blood all over the place, and the fire was even more intense than before.

The monster struggled in the fire, and the growths on its body shrank and scorched continuously, before finally reverting to a humanoid appearance.

The figure stretched out his hand helplessly, as if wanting to ask for help.

However, Zhao Si's eyes were cold, and even a trace of pity could not be seen in his eyes.

Until the flames were extinguished, a wisp of ashes flew away with the wind, and finally only a long knife that penetrated into the crevice of the stone and a charred skeleton remained.

"call……"

Zhao Si let out a long breath, and then looked at Ning Luo in surprise: "Aren't you out of your mind, why are you improving your sword skills? Just kidding me?"

Ning Luo patted the back of his head embarrassingly, and said with an embarrassed smile: "I really forgot, the sword technique was just a temporary memory, because it felt like I would die if I didn't use the knife, so I just shot instinctively."

Zhao Si looked suspicious.

But when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that Ning Luo's explanation was quite reasonable.

The captain has always said that when you use the sword, you should have no distractions, focus on the sword and the opponent, and don't have other distracting thoughts.

Since Ning Luo's memory is a little fuzzy, it is reasonable to be more decisive in the knife.

Even Zhao Si faintly felt that even if Ning Luo's saber technique was better than the captain's, he was a little surprised that it was true.

Ning Luo paused for a moment, then changed the subject: "By the way, is this filth? What the hell is this?"

In Ning Luo's impression, let alone Lin'an City, he had never seen such a strange creature in the entire Dust Abyss Realm.

Even though he was used to the evil deeds of demon cultivators during his trip to southern Xinjiang, he had never encountered such a paradox.

Zhao Si looked at the remaining ashes, his chest heaved, and his emotions had completely calmed down.

He explained: "The filth is the creatures polluted by the Kuroshio. They will gradually assimilate with the Kuroshio, and then become this kind of indescribable monster. Like the filth we met just now, it should be considered that it has just been transformed, otherwise It's not that easy to deal with."

"The Kuroshio?" Ning Luo frowned and asked, "So what exactly is the Kuroshio?"

Ning Luo knew that this was the name of the module, but he didn't expect that it would be the source of the monster.Looking at it this way, I am afraid that there are traces of "dirty" in the entire world of dust.

And the dangerous situation in Su Yao's words before, does it mean this?
Zhao Si looked at Ning Luo helplessly. He didn't know why Ning Luo lost his memory, but after all, he was his good brother, and he couldn't let Ning Luo be victimized by filth just like this.

Therefore, he had no choice but to explain in detail: "The black tide is an evil thing that surges up from the whale abyss. It will erode all spirits and spread to all parts of the world. Now the black tide has eroded to the southern border, and the east The coast is barely stopped by the Academy and the army, if the Academy can't figure out a way to fight the Kuroshio, then in a few years, we may have to withdraw from Lin'an City."

What Zhao Si said was relatively conservative.

But Ning Luo could hear the desperation behind his words, obviously he didn't trust the academy's ability, and he wasn't very optimistic about the future of Lin'an City.

However, Ning Luo already had a little understanding of the Kuroshio and filth.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned to ask: "Then where did this filth come from? Isn't the Kuroshio far away?"

"It's from the southern border."

Zhao Si glanced at the charred corpses on the ground with disgust, and speculated: "The southern border is about to fall, and there are more people fleeing. The Kuroshio moves slowly, but people have long legs. They brought evil spirits into it. Zhongzhou, if you enter Lin'an City, won't the filth come in?"

Ning Luo's expression became more serious.

Based on his experience as an old bookworm, since Hui has such a strong ability to proliferate, then the Dust Realm is not a simple training dungeon.

An unusual module that directly turned the Dust Realm into an apocalyptic map?

"It's no wonder that there are no winning or losing conditions and estimated duration on the panel of the Sequential War. It seems that only those who survive to the end are eligible to claim victory."

Thanks to this encounter, Ning Luo tentatively understood the current situation in the Dust Abyss Realm.

There are only two points that he is still curious about.

Now that Southern Border has fallen, what about the Devil's Cult and the Holy Master?

And the black tide is surging, why didn't Zhao Si mention Shushan?
Ning Luo frowned more and more, because the uneasiness in his heart did not subside.

That strong, ominous premonition is still lingering deep in his consciousness at this time.

The meaning of hiding one's identity seems to be less important now, but to figure out the information as soon as possible and start practicing is the top priority.

Thinking of this, Ning Luo suddenly asked: "What about Mount Shu and the Demon Sect?"

"The Demon Sect is doing all kinds of evil in the southern border. Since the black tide is coming, won't they come out in full force and cause trouble in Zhongzhou?"

"Besides, Shushan Sword Cultivator takes eliminating demons and defending Dao as his own duty. Why don't they think of a way to deal with such a big event?"

Ning Luo kept asking, but Zhao Siwen was confused.

Zhao Si was full of confusion. He looked at Ning Luo's face and said in surprise: "I don't think your brain is burned out? What about the Demon Cult? The Demon Cult has been wiped out by Shushan long ago! And now the main force of Shushan is going to the whale Yuan is over there, how can we have the time to control our Lin'an City?"

Ning Luo's expression froze.

The Demon Cult is gone?

Is it because of mod interference?
Impossible, judging from Zhao Si's tone, the Devil's Cult is probably gone long ago.

At that time, the Kuroshio had not yet erupted, and it was even less likely to affect the situation in southern Xinjiang.

Ning Luo's mind was in a mess, and he felt that many clues were wrestling together in the depths of his consciousness, and finally a knot was formed.

"Shushan can destroy the Demon Sect..."

"This should not be a question of military strength."

"Xiao Wang's 11 years in the late stage of the Seventh Realm, and 20 years' completion of the Eighth Realm, this kind of cultivation talent is not something that Shushan in the later stage is capable of dealing with."

"So the only possibility is that Xu Songyuan killed Xiao Wang before he grew up, thus distorting the world line?"

"Otherwise, I can't justify it."

Ning Luo rubbed the center of his brows, his face was a little ugly.

Seeing Ning Luo's painful appearance, Zhao Si hurriedly asked, "What's the matter, why don't I take you to see a doctor?"

"No need." Ning Luo waved his hand, and suddenly said, "By the way, Zhao Si, tell me, is Xu Songyuan in Shushan dead or alive now?"

Zhao Si looked even more confused.

"Xu Songyuan?"

"You are really stupid, Xu Songyuan has been dead for 40 to [-] years!"

"Dead or alive, neither of us was born when he died."

Ning Luo: "What, what?"

……

It took Ning Luo half a meeting to finally sort out the status quo.

Dust Realm dungeon and Shushan dungeon do not belong to the same timeline.

Three or forty years ago, Xu Songyuan died of illness.

Not long after the demon sect attacked the mountain, Shushan sword retreated to the East China Sea, and most of the disciples escaped.

The Liuyun sword fell into Xiao Wang's hands, but he was slightly injured, so he withdrew to the southern border after looting.

The Demon Cult disciples didn't understand why their Holy Master attacked the mountain. If it was just to rob the cultivation resources, then doing so would be too much of a fuss.

If it was for revenge on Shushan, then why didn't they kill all the disciples of Shushan who escaped?
Xiao Wang naturally didn't need to explain to these idiots, he got the Liuyun Sword, although it was a pity that he didn't get Chengying, but at least he was a big step closer to his goal.

A few years later, the Great Zhou was restored.

The son of Da Zhou led the Xihuang rotting corpses to invade Daxia, and the rotting corpse army was unstoppable!
It's a pity that Great Xia has Wudi Xia Chen, who alone can protect Zhongzhou Anlan.

At that time, Da Zhou and Xiao Wang made a second deal. Da Zhou handed over the Wufeng Sword, and Xiao Wang exchanged it with the Demon Cult.

Therefore, without knowing it, all the members of the Demon Cult took the poisonous pill and became Da Zhou's tools.

However, at this time, Xiao Wangwang evaporated from the world and disappeared for several years.

During this period, Da Zhou twisted together the three forces under his command and almost broke Chong'an, the capital of Great Xia!

It's a pity that Shu Shan, who had regained his strength, made a move.

With Jianyin as the leader, thousands of swords from Shushan come out together!
The Devil's Cult was thus destroyed, and the situation on the Zhongzhou battlefield was almost reversed!

At this moment, Xiao Wang appeared on the battlefield.

He severely injured Master Jianyin, took away Chengying Sword, and then made a third deal with Da Zhou.

Da Zhou handed over the spirit sword Xiyue stolen from the Dragon Palace, and what Xiao Wang replaced with them was the head of Emperor Wu Xia Chen.

At this point, the Great Xia was destroyed, and the Great Zhou changed.

The government of Zhongzhou changed, but before it settled down, the black tide gushed out from the Whale Deep in the East China Sea, and the world was in chaos ever since!

Ning Luo swallowed dryly, he never imagined that in just 30 years, the world of Dust Abyss would become like this.

And he finally understood the meaning of the post of sentinel.

Both he and Zhao Si are sentry guards in Lin'an City, and once they find "dirty", they must blow the whistle immediately to warn.

If "Dirty" is not strong enough, then the sentinel can solve it alone.

But if you can't beat it, then run while blowing the whistle, this way you can attract the monster's attention, and secondly, it will also allow the rest of the guards to rush over to support.

As now.

The captain of the sentinel has brought people over to clean up the scene.

The captain patted Ning Luo and Zhao Si on the shoulders, and panted heavily: "Good job! During the fight, you didn't get any evil spirits, did you?"

Both Zhao Si and Ning Luo shook their heads.

A big stone fell from the captain's heart, he patted it a few more times in relief, and then asked: "What happened just now, did you find anyone else infected with evil spirits?"

Zhao Si was startled, and suddenly remembered that they still had work to do.

After the sentinel hunted down the monsters, they would immediately ask the citizens about their situation.

Zhao Si blamed himself, bowed his head and said: "I'm sorry, captain! I, when we came, the city people had dispersed. Then, and then we succeeded in beheading for the first time, so we were too excited and forgot to ask Happening."

Ning Luo came back to his senses. He knew that Zhao Si was trying to excuse him, so he hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, Captain, it's my problem. I have a headache today, so I forgot about it."

The captain didn't blame, shook his head and said: "It's okay, you have done a good job!"

"However, remember next time, you must ask about the situation as soon as possible! One is to see if there are any city residents infected with evil spirits, and the other is to confirm whether this guy is the source of the disaster!"

"If someone conceals his illness and the Kuroshio spreads, the situation will be difficult to control."

"And if this guy is not the source of the disaster, it means that the Kuroshio has not been eliminated and the crisis has not been resolved."

As he spoke, the captain looked around and said in a trembling voice: "Is anyone infected with the evil spirit of the Kuroshio? It's still too late for treatment! Just scrape off the flesh of the injured part, and you don't have to worry about the evil spreading! But if you don't receive treatment, you will become Become a monster like this guy!"

No one responded.

Seeing this, the captain raised his voice again and shouted loudly: "Also, is there anyone who can confirm the identity of the deceased? Is he a refugee from southern Xinjiang who was originally infected with the black tide, or is he a native of Lin'an City? Is there anyone? Know him!"

Still no response.

The captain took a deep breath, such a result is really fortunate.

Otherwise, if the Kuroshio spreads, or if there is a source of disaster lurking, the guards alone cannot stop it.

However, just when the captain was about to call out "Team withdrawal".

In the side shop, a woman came out tremblingly, and said in horror:
"My lord, death, the deceased, he is..."

"My husband."

(End of this chapter)