Fairy’s Box

After rushing to the exit of the bastion, Rick's body suddenly had a convulsion, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Boss, I feel sick all over!"

"Don't worry, things will get better, as long as you stay awake, no disease can knock you down." Ralph replied solemnly, although his eyes were fixed on each other, his eyes were not on him.

"I... I understand." The bearded man tremblingly held a package and nodded with difficulty, as if he hadn't realized how serious his mutation was.

Since the man discovered his condition a few minutes ago, his appearance has begun to detach from the human form - every pore on the surface of the body is oozing with disgusting mucus, and countless tiny blisters appear, densely packed. All piled up on the face, looking extremely infiltrating.

The Master Chief controlled his emotions, forced himself not to care about the other party's changes, and said calmly:

"Stop thinking about it, hurry up and hurry up."

Ralph knew very well in his heart that if the other party knew about his current tragic situation, things would only get worse. It might be better to keep him in the dark and keep it going for as long as he could... just keep going.

"Yes, boss!"

...

The two quickly left the camp and plunged into the boundless wilderness and snow, covered in the gradually thinning and dimming moonlight, following the guidance of the compass, and quickly galloped in the direction of the Yunxiao Fortress.

Hurry up, hurry up!

There was an inexplicable anxiety and panic in the Master Chief's heart. He could feel that a strange sound suddenly appeared behind him. As for what it is, but I can't say it, I can only speed up the speed desperately, always guarding against the surrounding situation.

Just when he was straining his mind to the limit and his speed increased to the peak, there was a sudden groan from his subordinates behind him:

"Boss, I can't do it!"

Ralph stopped abruptly, slid out of two long and narrow ravines in the forward direction, and dragged it straight for more than ten feet before suddenly turning back to the rear.

"Rick, hold on!"

Just when the Master Chief tried to reach out to help him, Rick suddenly stretched out his left hand and patted his boss's arm aside:

"do not come!"

"Calm down, it's just a sudden skin disease."

Watching the familiar old subordinates fester to the point of being inhuman, Ralph's chest was full of powerlessness and self-blame, and his mouth was still relaxed:

"Look, we'll be able to go back soon. It's fine. Any disease can be cured."

"Boss...you...don't lie to me."

Rick gasped in pain, touched a handful of mucus from his face, and squeezed out a miserable smile from his festering facial features: "Did you forget, just before departure... We will watch the tragic state of those cursed victims together. passed."

"Don't think nonsense, you are different from them, you have a very high resistance to curses, as long as you hold on, there must be hope of recovery! Give me your hand, this is an order!"

Even if he knew that the chances of the opponent being rescued were extremely slim, he couldn't abandon the Pao Ze who fought alongside him, regardless of reason.

"It's useless, I can't last long."

The bearded man shook his head, his pupils opened abruptly, with a puppet-like movement, he stiffly raised his right hand, pointed to his forehead and said:

"From the very beginning...there was a voice...it wanted me to eat you...can you imagine? I really have this urge...I actually want to eat people, a living person!"

Having said that, the man suddenly laughed out loud, his laughter was full of emptiness and madness, and it seemed extremely harsh in this empty field.

"Rick! Rick! Don't be like this, think about your hometown, your relatives... Your wife can't be without a husband, your son can't be without a father, hold on!"

Ralph watched the other party fall into madness, but he couldn't do anything, and bursts of fear rose in his heart, and he could only try to awaken the other party's reason by shouting.

In his shouting, the bearded man's laughter suddenly stopped, the large and small pustules on his face burst open instantly, and the foul-smelling mucus mixed with blood quickly filled his body. At this moment, his dilated pupils temporarily regained consciousness, as if he was trying his best, he roared hoarsely:

"Go! No! Kill me! Kill me!"

"Okay!" The Master Chief gritted his teeth, and the index finger of his right hand lit up a little red light and quickly stabbed the opponent's forehead. After witnessing the other party's crazy posture, he gave up all unrealistic fantasies and just wanted to help Pao Ze take off as soon as possible.

farewell.

The Master Chief thought so.

At the moment when the red light stabbed between the eyebrows, Rick's reason was madly melted away in an instant, and an unbelievable speed broke out. With his neck folded at a right angle to his back, the lightning bolt avoided the fatal attack and bit Ralph's finger.

Kacha-!

The Master Chief showed a painful expression, quickly retracted his fingers, and took a few steps back.

poisonous?

Ralph found that his bitten little finger was numb for a while, and there seemed to be a life-like thing swimming in it. He subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and quickly pulled out the long sword from his waist, and then slashed it at the little finger of his right hand. , Suddenly his fingers were cut off, and blood spurted wildly at the cross-section.

After the finger fell to the ground, it was constantly twisting, looking extremely soft, not like the kind of hard object with bones.

And in the process of twisting, it continued to stretch towards both sides, until it was five feet long, and then it stopped. From the appearance, it looked like a worm living in the desert, and it actually appeared with a head and also It has a tail and mouthparts.

And one finger is still crawling, as if struggling, from time to time, the mouthparts full of serrations are opened, screaming in the direction of the Master Chief, which looks very strange.

The curse of the evil god! Rick is helpless!

Fear was instantly swallowed up by Ralph like a huge black hole, and he immediately retreated and accelerated desperately in the given direction.

The dead don't rest in peace forever...A wondrous catastrophe does not end in death...

Miasma emerged from the direction of the bastion, and the huge and twisted shadow disappeared from it, and the obscure and heavy whisper seemed to sigh in the ear of the Master Chief.

Soon, Ralph found that there were many mucus like muddy water around, slowly seeping out from the ground of the wasteland. …