"Ahem...Ahem...Ahem..."

The violent coughing kept echoing in the corridor, one after another, but in the end they were all eliminated by the gray fog.

The air was filled with blood and decay, and the faint grayish whiteness added a bit of depression.

The scenes in the field of view are mostly cold-toned scenes, and the distorted space seems to have a fault. The pictures look a little overlapping and blurry, like distorted phantoms. The doors of each room are tightly closed, occasionally there are vomiting sounds stuck inside, and there are sounds of a knife cutting the flesh.

The gray-white world with tone, smell, and vision intertwined, is like a hell of life and death. For a moment, no figure appeared in the corridor.

Because everyone who appeared in the corridor was dead.

Corpse lying on the ground, as if it had been gnawed by a wild dog, and the flesh and blood disappeared, leaving only a gray skeleton.

This is the top floor of Shikoku Hotel.

There is a rather unlucky layer, eighteen.

"Tread, step, step..."

The heavy footsteps suddenly sounded, and in a vague way, a tall figure could be seen walking out of the illusion.

The tall figure couldn't see clearly, and the whole body seemed to be covered by shadows. A large number of metal particles were floating on the bottom of its feet. While walking, a terrifying sense of oppression swept across the entire space.

The living people hidden in various rooms had to cover their mouths and noses, suppressing the uncontrollable cough, as if a little movement would attract the attention of the terrifying existence outside.

The tall figure moved forward step by step, and the long corridor seemed to have no end.

The "step" footsteps seemed to step on everyone's heart.

Many people's faces were tide, but they became as pale as paper soon.

Negative states such as dizziness, tinnitus, nausea and dry retching begin to appear, and even extraordinary people with low strength have already developed a series of symptoms such as abnormal heart rate.

The tactile-sensitive transcendent has discovered that a small cluster of powder suddenly appeared in the pores.

Someone sticks it with his fingertips and then twists it carefully.

Somewhat awkward.

It seems to be... metal chips?

The man widened his eyes and couldn't help swallowing.

Any extraordinary person has received a good education, at least in this era, they are the most perfect class to receive education.

Otherwise, how could we talk about deciphering those extraordinary documents?

Moreover, the medical school of this era, namely Wuqi Dunju, has long discovered a small number of elements in the human body with the convenience of extraordinary people, so these things are collectively called the power of gold.

This person is the extraordinary person of Wu Qi Dunji's school. He naturally knows what kind of consequences the interference of the golden power in his body will cause.

In addition to causing various diseases, they will also cause some kind of balance damage. If this continues, they will be weakened without any need to be hit.

What's more, many people are infected with the disease. When the two add up, some people's strength may not be able to exert 30% of their usual strength.

This made the man's face change.

He leaned behind the door, feeling that he could not sit like this and wait for death.

After all, a person cannot fight against that powerful guy.

Or, go to other rooms to find companions?

He remembered that many colleagues from the External Relations Department were on the 18th floor.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and waited for the sound of footsteps to slowly move away, so he directly chose to open the door and rushed out.

The view was gray and white, and the whole space seemed to have been cut.

He strides forward, trying to rush into the opposite side and opens the door of the opposite house.

But no matter how fast he speeds up, the door that is so close to him has become a trench at this moment.

The man widened his eyes and guessed something from the files he had seen.

The eighteenth floor of the Siguo Hotel has been gradually stripped away by an existence. It is about to escape from reality and completely fall into the void.

In this way, aren’t they about to fall into each other’s domain?

The man couldn't help swallowing.

"Tread, step, step..."

The heavy footsteps sounded again.

The man turned around and saw a tall figure slowly walking towards him from a distance.

He shivered and immediately wanted to return to his previous room.

The surrounding vision began to retreat rapidly, but the distance between these steps was still a natural barrier. Until the tall figure was approaching, the man still could not escape the dimension of the corridor.

He sweated like rain, his whole body was soaked in sweat. When he suddenly turned around, his hair couldn't help but burst.

Because a terrifying figure had already approached, the metal particles under its feet began to float, as if the sand and dust were overwhelming.

The man panicked and supported an energy field, turning into an energy mask to protect himself.

But under the impact of metal particles, the energy mask did not resist for a second, and the man didn't even have time to scream and his whole body was pierced by metal particles.

A large ball of metal particles is like a cloudy cloud densely covered in the sky, gathering and scattering, expanding and shrinking, constantly changing in the air.

It took me some time to see the metal particles gradually dissipate and return to the feet of the tall figure.

A white skeleton appeared on the ground.

The flesh and blood disappeared.

It seemed to be swallowed up by metal particles.

The tall figure was walking in heavy steps and still walking forward, as if the road ahead had no end.

“So hungry…”

Only the hoarse metal sound quality slowly echoed in the air.

In the small conference room opposite, Chen Qiudun retracted his gaze and blocked the cat's eyes again.

"How is it?" Bo Qihua asked leaning against the chair.

"That man is dead," said Chen Qiudun.

"No wonder. After all, the guy outside made three strategies in one move." Bo Qihua stood up and said with a serious expression: "I even suspect that the guy has stepped into the legend with half his foot."

Chen Qiu suddenly thought about it and said, "It shouldn't be."

"I hope so." Bo Qihua sighed.

Some people at the military officer's office were in this small conference room.

There are matching tea room, rest room, reception room and other partitions inside, and everyone is scattered, and at this time there are only four or five people in the conference room.

Another deputy military officer couldn't help but sigh: "Fortunately that guy seemed to be scruples and didn't dare to rush into the house, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."

Bo Qihua and Chen Qiudun looked at each other and guessed the reason, but they didn't say anything.

"I don't know how Xiaoren and the others are doing." Chen Qiudun suddenly thought of Gu Xiaoren.

"You keep your heart in your stomach." Bo Qihua said lightly: "Everyone of us may die, but he won't."

Last time he chatted with Yan Qinchen, he accidentally learned that a guy had exchanged a lot of talismans from the Yuan Kingdom.

It is said that they were all drawn by domestic Taoist masters, and a large number of talismans were thrown down, enough to smooth out half of the city.

Yan Qinchen also joked: This is comparable to the energy of an intelligence department.

After all, the Nine Intelligence Departments he led were just the configuration of eight level five extraordinary people. And what a guy had in his hands could be used to start a extraordinary battle.

Thinking of this, Bo Qihua looked at Chen Qiu and said, "Instead of worrying about him, you might as well worry about Yu Baizhou."

"Yes, the only guy in the entire military officer's office is still missing." Chen Qiu suddenly had a dark face and couldn't help but say: "You said that at the critical moment, he went to the bathroom!"

"I'm afraid there's no time to pay attention to him now. This floor is about to be pulled into the domain by that person, so his patience is about to be exhausted. As for Xiao Yu, the floor where he and Xiaoren are not far from, and it is not the main floor. I can only hope that his life will be stronger. By the way, when did that girl Caiwei come up?" Bo Qihua suddenly asked.

"Caiwei?" Chen Qiu suddenly thought for a while: "I found something wrong before and was about to send someone down, but she happened to come up."

"Then don't let her contact with Xu Yatou." Bo Qihua narrowed his eyes and said, "The few inside are isolated. As for Caiwei, let her stay in the same room with the girl named Ye."

Chen Qiu nodded: "It's already arranged. Let everyone rest first. After all, there is still a bad battle to fight."

At present, someone in the military officer's office has been infected with the disease, including Xu Wanzi, who are all isolated in several small houses around them, which is a great loss of strength.

It is true that they cannot be in contact with each other, so as not to continue to expand some pollution.

The two were standing there and talking, when the door of the small compartment was opened, Ju Caiwei walked over with a wooden pallet.

"Tea, the tea is ready." She said with a pale face.

Bo Qihua glanced at her, shook his head and said, "If you are not in good health, don't do these things. You can go back to the house first, don't come out if you have nothing to do."

"oh."

Ju Caiwei nodded, placed the tray on the table, and left.

Several people in the conference room chatted for a while, and some people were thirsty and wanted to pour a cup of tea for a drink, but when they first walked to the table, they seemed to step on something soft.
To be continued...