Chapter 13 The Second One?

"The breath of [Judgment] has disappeared."

"The breath of the disaster has also disappeared."

"If nothing unexpected happens, Mengge should have succeeded."

"Han Meng is too fast. We can't get any credit even if we want to..."

On a rainy night, four figures wearing black windbreakers rushed to the wilderness battlefield. They were the other law enforcement officers in District 3.

They looked at the devastated wilderness and were secretly shocked.

How fierce a battle must have been to turn this place into this state?

"This disaster looks like something..."

As they spoke, they looked at the other side of the battlefield and saw a figure covered in blood, lying on his back on the ground, motionless like a corpse.

"Mengge?!"

An enforcement officer immediately rushed forward, picked up Han Meng on the ground, and began to nervously detect his breath.

The other three enforcement officers stood in place, looked at each other, and a strange light flashed in their eyes...

"Is he dead?" One of the three enforcement officers asked.

He is the second seat of the law enforcement officer of the third district, Ma Zhong.

"Not dead! Still alive!"

A trace of disappointment flashed across the faces of the three people. Two of them looked at Ma Zhong, who hesitated for a moment and shook his head at them.

"Where is the disaster? Why can't we see the body?"

"Run away?!"

"No body, it must have run away..."

Everyone immediately searched the surroundings. Under the scouring of rain, there were no clues left. The disaster that had been fighting with Han Meng here not long ago seemed to have evaporated and disappeared completely.

"Brother Ma! Brother Ma!!"

At the same time, a law enforcer in black and red uniform hurriedly ran from a distance.

"What's wrong? So hurried." Ma Zhong raised his eyebrows and asked.

"We just received information from District 2... Last night, a disaster attack also occurred in District 2. Half of the street was bloodbathed, and a total of 36 people died."

"What?" Ma Zhong asked in surprise, "Is it the same one?"

"It is said that the one that attacked District 2 was a level 3 disaster. It should not be the same one."

"Two disasters crawled out at the same intersection of the gray realm? This situation is not common..." Ma Zhong thought, "Did they kill them?"

"No, they said that after the disaster killed people, it went to the back mountain... It is not ruled out that it passed through the back mountain and entered the third District 2 is possible.

Then District 2 hopes that we can send some people... They have too many casualties, and the law enforcers are too busy. "

"Got it, let me handle this matter."

The law enforcers carried the unconscious Han Meng and quickly moved to the hospital. Ma Zhong's eyes fell on the battle ruins and the outline of the back mountain hidden in the night not far away. He was thoughtful.

"Two disasters at the same intersection of the gray world... It's interesting."

...

"Brother, don't we run?"

As the night deepened, the two teenagers walked along the deserted path and headed straight for Frost Street.

"Why run?" Chen Ling asked back.

Chen Yan was stunned, scratched his head and thought for a long time, and hesitated to speak.

"Besides, even if we run, where can we run to?" Chen Ling said helplessly, "The Aurora Realm is so big, with one city and seven districts. Ordinary people can't enter Aurora City. Among the other seven districts, Districts 2 and 3 are blocked..."

"Then why don't we find a mountain valley to hide?"

"It's useless to hide. They will find us sooner or later. We can't just retreat." Chen Ling refuted vaguely.

In fact, Chen Ling himself wanted to find a place to hide, but he couldn't do it!

Although he has regained the "stage" now, the audience's expectations are still stuck at 20%. If he doesn't do something to raise the audience's expectations, he will be usurped again and become a monster.

Chen Yan vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the logic... but he didn't think much about it. Since his brother said that he couldn't hide, he must have his reasons.

"Ayan."

"Hmm?"

"Aren't you afraid of me?" In the dark, Chen Ling looked back at him, "You should have seen that I just turned into a monster."

Chen Yan lowered his head and was silent for a long time.

"Brother, it's okay to turn into a monster, as long as... you are still you."

"How do you know I am still me?"

"It's just a feeling..."

Chen Ling looked at him deeply, and the boy's expression was unclear in the dark.

"By the way, how is your body?" he asked, "Don't you usually have to rest for a long time after a heart transplant? Is it okay for you to run around like this?"

"That doctor seems to be very powerful, I recovered quickly."

"Oh..."

Chen Ling suddenly thought that this world seemed to have extraordinary power, otherwise this world didn't even have electricity, and it couldn't do a heart transplant at all... Maybe there is a way to recover quickly?

Chen Ling's eyes fell on his smooth neck, as if he remembered something, "By the way, where is the amulet I gave you? It's the one you usually hang around your neck."

Chen Yan was stunned, and reached out to touch his chest, and found that it was empty.

"I don't know... maybe it ran away when I ran back."

"... It's okay, I'll make another one for you when I get back."

"Yeah." Chen Yan spoke again, "Brother... are you really not going to wash it? If you walk on the street like this, you will scare people."

Chen Ling was stunned, and subconsciously touched his neck, which was slippery and greasy, and was already stained with blood.

Strangely enough, after coming out of the red paper monster, the wound on his neck healed abnormally quickly. In just half an hour, the flesh and blood had been connected for the most part, but it still looked scarlet, and the whole person looked like a demon from hell.

Helplessly, Chen Ling could only find a nearby stream, took off his red costume, and began to wash the blood on his body.

"Brother, there is something I wanted to ask you just now..." Chen Yan asked in confusion,

"Why are you wearing my robe?"

"I... don't know."

Chen Ling looked at the robe blankly... He remembered that he was not wearing this thing when he was chopped to death by an axe.

Thinking carefully, when he went home that night, he was also wearing this red robe. Judging from the words of Chen Tan and Li Xiuchun, this seemed to be the clothes they used to wrap the body after murdering him.

But why didn't they put it on him this time, and the robe returned to him?

Chen Ling couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it. Since he traveled to this world, more and more strange things have happened...

He wanted to burn this unlucky robe, but seeing Chen Yan's pitiful eyes, he sighed and washed it silently with the robe.