The cold wind blew through the trees. Zhou Haorui watched anxiously as the dark figures approached from all directions. He tried to think of a way to escape as he screamed. But the rustling wind seemed to cover his voice. He heard the crow say, "These people are prepared. They're using dark power. Your voice won't be able to travel out of the forest."
That meant no matter how long he waited, no one would come …
Zhou Haorui gritted his teeth and ran towards a gap on the side. His shoulder was in pain from the pull.
Bang! But the people reacted quickly. One of the men with a goatee threw a punch and accurately hit Zhou Haorui's head.
There was a sharp pain, and everything was spinning. Zhou Haorui realized that he had fallen on the muddy ground. His head and his left elbow, which he used to prop himself up, were in pain.
Perhaps death was still far away, but the first thing that came to his mind was that the soft tissues in his head and left hand were damaged and would turn into mutated bones again …
Before he could calm down, he felt a splitting pain in his abdomen. He was kicked by the man with the goatee, and his whole body convulsed in pain.
That was definitely not a strength that an ordinary person could possess. That one kick seemed to have crushed all of his internal organs.
"You're lucky to be a sacrifice." The man stepped on Zhou Haorui's chest, causing his ribs to crack. "The growth of a new life requires nutrients."
Zhou Haorui's body was soaked in cold sweat. His hands struggled, but the pain prevented him from breaking free. Crow, crow …
"You won't leave me in the lurch, will you?" His lips moved, but no sound came out. He did not even know if he said it in his heart. His consciousness was starting to blur.
"That depends on who is dying." The crow could hear it, but it said from somewhere. "I want to save you. But you've been corroded by the power behind the petrification disease. You're just a projection of that existence. Before this connection is broken, unless you accept my power, I won't be able to save you. "
"Accept … your power?"
Even though Zhou Haorui had read many books on mysticism, he still did not understand. While he was in a daze, he was kicked a few more times. His vision and consciousness became blurry, and he almost fainted. That was the other party's goal — to remove his ability to struggle and then drag him out of the small forest.
The crow did not say anything, but he muttered, "Do I have a choice now …"
"You can choose between suffering and death," said the crow. "And my power will be used to eliminate suffering and banish death."
At the same time, Zhou Haorui was pulled up by a few men. In his daze, he saw that these people had different appearances, but they all had goatees.
His limbs were almost broken, and he might have fainted from the pain. It was as if he saw sheep's heads on their necks.
"Then I hope … you're not lying to me …" Zhou Haorui muttered. Right now, Phecda was too far away from Gu Jun, while Crow was too close. "I accept your power!"
Suddenly, he heard a cracking sound coming from all over his body. The strange bone on the back of his shoulder bulged out like a pair of giant wings.
Shock and bewilderment appeared on the goateed men's faces that were covered by the night.
A huge shadow suddenly appeared on the ground beneath Zhou Haorui. It was a shadow in the shape of a crow spreading its wings.
The wind blew, and the goateed men's faces twisted in pain.
Zhou Haorui was shocked by what was happening, but he also felt a chaotic boiling in him. He used his hands to shake off the hands that were grabbing him, and slowly stood up. As for the goateed men who were gradually falling into madness, they saw the crow-shaped shadow rise from the ground and appear behind Zhou Haorui.
"Do you see, the crows are already flying." Amidst the sound of the wind blowing through the forest, there was a calm voice. "Rotten flesh will become the crows' prey."
Before any of the goateed men could say anything …
Like a sharp blade, the heads on their necks flew up into the sky. Blood spurted out like a fountain, and in the blink of an eye, the heads fell to the ground one by one.
Bam, bam, bam … Their headless bodies swayed and fell down one by one, their blood seeping into the soil.
Their heads were cut off by the wind, and the wind was as sharp and precise as a scalpel.
Zhou Haorui was completely stunned, and his legs were trembling slightly …
"You have to get used to this." The crow said, "Because you will see more rotten flesh being destroyed by the crows."
Zhou Haorui looked around, there were exactly ten heads and ten bodies, and he mumbled, "But what do I do now, I've killed someone …"
Many thoughts flashed through his mind. He was a chemistry student, and there were many ways to melt a body, but it was difficult to do it without leaving a trace.
"Killing isn't a problem, the problem is why and who." The crow's figure appeared on a tree branch again, and it was hard to tell if it was real or just an illusion. "When you need to kill, do not hesitate, because your enemy will not hesitate."
Suddenly, a horrible stench filled the air. Zhou Haorui looked at the bodies on the ground in shock, and they all disintegrated into a puddle of mud …
He thought to himself that someone had really died in this small forest.
"You said … there's a dark force behind the petrification disease, and there's a ritual, but it can be cured by breaking the connection …"
Zhou Haorui tried his best to organize his thoughts, and looked at the crow that was full of unknowns. "You have such power, why don't you just deal with those goatees … cultists? Break that power? Solve the petrification disease … "
"Human civilization is like a pack of stray dogs in a small community, they can live happily, they can treat the community as their home, they can even think that they're the masters of the community, but once they make too much noise, they will be chased away and killed."
The crow's next words made Zhou Haorui understand, "There are many, many kinds of power and existence in this universe, and it has always been like this on Earth. Things between mortals usually won't interest them, they won't even know about it. But with supernatural power involved, it's different, very different. And some cultists can also be very powerful, the people who came to capture you tonight are just minions. And I, although stronger than mortals, I'm still very weak. "
"Weak?" Zhou Haorui was confused, he was so powerful, but still weak …
"Yes, weak." The crow said, "Like a wounded person, like a newborn baby, like a newly formed air current, not yet a storm. But my power will grow, and so will yours. "It flapped its wings, leaped from the branch and flew into the night sky, its voice was still there.
"Go back, live your life in the day, when the sun sets, the crow will come."
Zhou Haorui watched the dark shadow disappear into the distance, the strange bone growth in his body stopped, but his right wrist was faintly heating up.
He looked down, his sleeve was not covered, and there was a tattoo-like black symbol on the skin of his right wrist.
It looked like a mark, like … a crow's long and sharp beak.
The cold wind was still blowing, but Zhou Haorui had a strange feeling, he was now a crow, a member of a flock of crows.
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