One pound of meat equals one attribute point

Although it was just a casual sentence, Li Hongxiu was stunned by the murderousness and indifference revealed in Su Heng's words. At this time, he was stunned and remained in rare silence.

"Do you know what to do if there is a fire in the forest?"

Su Heng stood on the abandoned and dilapidated dock, looking at the lower reaches of the Changbai River. The river is turbulent and slightly turbid, and the hazy mist above it has not yet dispersed. The ancient city was shrouded in a light mist, surrounded by neat terraces and patches of greenery. It looked like a slowly unfolding landscape painting.

But this time.

Su Heng had clearly noticed it.

The divine plague has begun to break out in the city and spread rapidly.

Soon there were screams of flesh being torn apart, and a strong smell of blood slowly filled the air.

"The wind helps the fire. If you want to prevent an entire mountain forest from being burned down, the most appropriate way is to burn an isolation zone around the source of the fire. This is necessary cruelty. If these people don't die, then there will be Hundreds and thousands of times more people died in the disaster, so there was nothing to hesitate about.”

"I understand." Li Hongxiu looked at Su Heng's strong, dark back and nodded heavily.

She closed her eyes.

Use the power of Lingxu Daomu to connect with the blood world.

During the process of arresting the two descendants, Su Heng had already prepared an emergency plan.

Although the current situation is bad, Li Hongxiu is not panicked. In this matter, Su Heng had already done everything, she just needed to carry out the plan according to Su Heng's plan.

Bambara's face looked slightly pale.

He seemed to be shocked by Su Heng's decisiveness, but in fact he was more afraid that this incident would bring anger to him.

When facing Su Heng, Bambara's attitude was very respectful. At this time, he said with a shy face, "Those people have completely misjudged your strength, and their plan will not succeed."

Su Heng would not vent his anger on a loser, but he was too lazy to pay attention to him.

He frowned slightly and continued to use his mental power to observe the ancient city of Lishui downstream.

Within a few words of their conversation.

The disaster has begun to spread to every corner of the ancient city of Lishui. The first people to be exposed to the divine plague and infected were the village women washing clothes by the river.

The ancient city of Lishui is almost built on a calm water. In this city, the outside is not a street, but a series of artificially dug rivers.

In such an environment, a boat is a must for every household when going out, and right outside the door is a dock for boats. When the sun rose, the peasant women squatted on the small pier, washing vegetables and talking to their neighbors. In addition, Lijiang Ancient Town has a long history and is the commercial center of this area, so life here has always been very comfortable.

The clear and cool river water still flows through the river channel, with white foam rising on the wooden piles of the pier.

But today, this tranquility was broken by a piercing scream.

A middle-aged woman with silver jewelry on her head, a navy blue horse skirt, and a slightly rich figure screamed in pain. Her palms touching the water were emitting black smoke, as if they were soaked in concentrated sulfuric acid, making a frightening hissing sound. The moisture inside quickly drained away, and the remaining palm became deformed and shriveled, looking like a devil's claws stretching out from hell.

The woman desperately wanted to tear off the mutated arm, but was unable to do anything. The scarlet bruises spread upwards, and the expression on her face became more and more painful.

Someone nearby didn't know what was happening and rushed over to rescue him.

But as soon as he touched the woman's shoulder, he saw a bloody mouth biting towards him.

Under the influence of the restraint, at the cost of burning her life, the woman's speed and strength increased dramatically, and she easily knocked an adult man to the ground, biting his flesh and blood brutally.

"How cruel!" Su Heng tutted. Before traveling through time, he had watched a lot of zombie and disaster movies, but even the imagination of those directors and special effects artists was extremely limited.

The disaster, despair, and bloodshed that could be displayed were not even comparable to one percent of what Su Heng saw in front of him.

And such scenes happen in every corner of the ancient city.

The old farmer, wearing a white coat, shirtless and carrying a hoe on his shoulder, was walking on the trail. As he walked, he noticed blood flowing down his chin. At first, he just thought he had a fever and had a nosebleed, so he subconsciously reached out to cover his nose, but the touch on his hand felt wrong. With a little force, his entire nose was torn off like soft plasticine. The old farmer screamed in horror as more and more flesh and blood rotted off his body, first the outer skin, then the light yellow fat and dark red muscles, followed by the still wriggling internal organs and intestines, and finally only a piece of flesh was left. The rotten meat lying on the ground attracted insects and flies buzzing on it, and large black crows circled in the sky.

As a county town, Lishui has a lot of warriors.

Moreover, most of them are the descendants of those chieftains in the past, and some of their techniques and inheritances are somewhat unique even in Su Heng's eyes.

These warriors discovered the monsters running rampant on the streets, and they first tried to subdue these weird things.

But it was completely unsuccessful, and the infected humans had no sense whatsoever.

There is a gap between warriors and ordinary people. Even in the most basic Demonic Realm, he is a superman who can crush ordinary soldiers in all aspects.

Even though the qualities of ordinary people infected by the plague have improved in all aspects, they are no match for the warriors. They were not frightened by the scene in front of them, but they were angry and wanted to catch the black hand behind this matter. Others hurried home, wanting to take their wives and children away first.

But as they ran... the same thing happened to these warriors.

Constraints are rooted in the body and soul. Su Heng doesn't know how they work now, but it is obvious that low-level warriors are not immune.

After they were infected, the situation became worse, and some of them began to show demonic characteristics.

The sun had just risen, but the light dimmed at this time.

The fog in the city did not dissipate with the passage of time, but became thicker and thicker, showing a kind of decadent and desperate black. Movie-like frames appeared in the city, and the bloody blasphemous runes were like the footprints of the devil, climbing on the walls on both sides. The scalp-numbing whispers also sounded, frost spread, and rivers of blood flowed... With the death and despair of thousands of people, the power of Changshengtian descended!

"What a disaster." Li Hongxiu's face was pale. She should have gone back, but she still left a spiritual afterimage to accompany Su Heng. She was not sure if she could help, but she felt that staying here might help him share some of the pressure. Although it was a bit self-indulgent to think so, Li Hongxiu still did it.

"It is indeed a disaster, and what's more terrible is that even if many people die and this disaster is over, it doesn't mean that everything is over and you can rest assured."

Su Heng narrowed his eyes, and his expression was unusually calm. "Those who descended can release the plague once, so they can release it a second and third time. Our luck this time is good enough..."

When he said this, he looked deeply at the Panbola next to him, and the latter immediately showed an embarrassed but polite smile on his face.

"It is an honor for me to share your worries and difficulties." Panbola said shamelessly.

"Hehe." Su Heng sneered and continued, "If there is a next time, unless you are omniscient and omnipotent, it is impossible to take precautions all the time. This method is only a temporary solution, not a permanent solution. We must complete the genetic transformation of all mankind, and those old adventers, their era is over."

"Well, blood debt must be paid with blood!" A trace of murderous intent flashed in Li Hongxiu's clear pupils.

Ban Bola whispered, "My lord, some people have already tried to escape."

"Although I'm sorry, they all have to die here." Some powerful warriors can resist the curse of the plague, but this situation is even more dangerous. Their condition is not obvious, but they have actually become infected bodies. Wherever they go, the plague will inevitably spread further, and the whole world will be destroyed by them.

If there are no such warriors, the severity of the plague will not easily cause large-scale casualties.

"Let me do this." Su Heng took a deep breath, and the long wind blew from the river, and his robe shook violently like water.

Swish!

At this time, Su Heng stretched out his hand to grab the collar and waved it casually.

Accompanied by a sharp cry of an eagle striking the sky, the black robe also flapped its wings like an eagle and flew away.

Above the sky, the leaden clouds that had accumulated and rolled because of the arrival of Changshengtian were torn open, and the golden light fell on Su Heng's ferocious muscles, faintly reflecting a dazzling metallic brilliance. In that broad chest, three hearts roared like three starship engines, and Su Heng's muscles swelled, and the thick blue veins beat like chains, and the blood flowing inside was as red and golden as magma!

"Roaring Dragon Power·Big Sun Flying in the Sky!"

Boom!

With a roar that shook the sky, Su Heng clenched his five fingers into a fist, and brilliant golden light squeezed out from the cracks of his fists.

The muscles on his arms quickly expanded and contracted, and a violent and exaggerated punch was thrown directly into the sky. A dazzling golden light shot up into the sky, and the accumulated dark clouds in the sky were instantly evaporated. Thunder roared and the wind raged. The Changbai River below exploded with a huge water column, which was almost forcibly cut off. The snow-capped mountains in the distance were also shaking, and the sound of bells came.

When the aftermath of the heart-stirring waves gradually subsided, a golden sun suddenly appeared in the sky.

The golden light was like a sharp arrow, sprinkled towards the ancient city shrouded in the magic fog in the distance!