The cold wind blew the shadows of the trees. Zhou Haorui anxiously saw those evil figures approaching from all sides. While thinking about how to escape, he shouted loudly. But the rustling wind seemed to cover up his voice, and he heard the crow say, "These people are prepared for a long time and use the power of darkness, and your voice cannot be heard from the woods."

That means that no matter how long you wait, no one will come...

Zhou Haorui gritted his teeth and ran towards a gap next to him, causing severe pain in his shoulders and neck pulling.

Bang bang! But those people reacted very quickly and even faster. One of the goatee-bearded men punched Zhou Haorui in the head accurately.

There was a sudden pain and everything started to spin. Zhou Haorui found that he had fallen on the mud, and his head and left elbow were in pain.

Perhaps death still seemed far away. The first tension that surged in his heart was that the soft tissues on his head and left hand were damaged and would transform into heteroblasts...

Before the tension was over, he felt a cracked pain in his abdomen. He was kicked up by the goatee and twitched in pain.

That is definitely not a power that ordinary people can have. With one kick, it seems that all his internal organs were smashed.

"It's your luck to be a sacrifice." The man stepped on Zhou Haorui's chest with his feet, making his ribs clatter, "The growth of new life requires nutrients."

Zhou Haorui was soaked in cold sweat, and his hands were struggling, but he was unable to break free due to the pain, crow, crow...

"You won't be helpless, right?" He murmured his lips but couldn't make a sound. He didn't even know if he said it in his heart, his consciousness had begun to blur.

"It depends on who is dying." The crow could hear it and said nowhere: "I want to save you. But you have been eroded by the power behind petrification. You are a projection of that existence. Until this connection is broken, I cannot save you unless you accept my power."

"Accept... your power?"

Although he had seen many mystical sciences circulating in the market, Zhou Haorui still couldn't understand them very much. He was kicked a few times in a daze. The scene and consciousness in front of him became more and more blurred, and he was about to faint. That was the other party's purpose of relieving his ability to struggle and dragging him away from this small woods.

The crow didn't say anything, he murmured: "Do I have a choice now..."

"You can choose illness and death." said the crow, "and my power is used to eliminate illness and expel death."

At the same time, Zhou Haorui was pulled by several men. In a trance, he saw that these people looked different, but they all had goatee beards.

His limbs were about to be twisted, and he might have fainted from pain, as if he had seen a sheep's head growing on their necks.

"Then I hope... you didn't lie to me..." Zhou Haorui murmured. Now the Tianji Bureau and Gu Jun are too far away, and the crow is too close. "I accept your power!"

Suddenly, he heard a clicking sound everywhere in his body, and the bulge of the strange bone on his back shoulder seemed to have a pair of giant wings burst out.

The look of surprise appeared on the faces of the goatee-bearded men who were covered by the night.

On the ground under Zhou Haorui, a huge shadow suddenly appeared, a shadow in the shape of a crow spreading its wings.

The wind blew, and the face of every goatee man around him fell into a painful twist.

Zhou Haorui was surprised by what was happening in front of him, and felt a chaotic boiling sound. He had more powerful hands to hold his hands and shook them away, slowly standing firm. The goatee-bearded men who were gradually falling into madness saw that the crow-shaped shadow rose from the ground and hid behind Zhou Haorui.

"You can see that the crows have already danced." Amid the wind blowing the woods, there was a calm voice: "The rotten flesh and blood will become the prey of the crows."

Not until any goatee man says something...

Crack, like a sharp blade swept by, their necks soared into the sky, and the blood spurted out was like a fountain. In a flash, their heads fell to the ground one after another.

Bang, bang, bang... And their headless corpses fell down one by one while shaking, and their blood was soaked in the soil.

Their heads were cut off by the wind, which was as sharp and precise as a scalpel.

Zhou Haorui was completely stunned, his feet were shaking slightly...

"You have to start getting used to this kind of thing," said the crow, "because you will see a lot of such rotten flesh and blood destroyed by the crow."

Zhou Haorui looked around and saw ten heads and ten corpses. He couldn't help but murmur, "But what to do now, kill someone..."

Many thoughts have flashed through his messy mind. He is a chemistry student and has many ways to melt the body, but it is difficult to leave no trace.

"Killing is not a problem, the problem is only why you kill and who you are killing." The crow's figure appeared again on a tree branch, making it difficult to tell whether it was a phantom or substance. "When you need to kill, don't hesitate, because your enemies will not hesitate."

Suddenly, a foul smell spread rapidly. Zhou Haorui looked at the corpses on the ground in amazement, and all of them were dissolved into scattered mud in a blink of an eye...

He thought to himself that this woods are really dead now.

"You just said...there are dark forces behind petrochemical diseases, and there are rituals, but breaking the connection can cure..."

Zhou Haorui tried his best to sort out the mess from the mess, just now looking at the crow full of unknowns, "You have such strong power, why don't you directly solve those goatee beards... Evil believers? Break that power? Solve petrified diseases..."

"Human civilization is a group of stray dogs in the community. They can live happily. They can regard the community as their homes, and they can even think that they are the masters of the community. However, once their movements are too heavy, they will be driven and killed at any time."

The crow's words then made Zhou Haorui understand: "This universe has many, various powers and existences, and the earth's world has always been like this. Things between mortals usually do not arouse their interest, and they will not even know. But if you have extraordinary power to participate, it will be different, very different. And some evil believers can also have great power. The people who come to catch you tonight are just minions. And I am stronger than mortals, but I am still very weak."

"Weak?" Zhou Haorui was so misty. Is he still weak?

"Yes, weak." said the crow, "like a person who has not healed, like a newborn baby, like a condensed airflow, not a storm yet. But my strength will grow, and your strength will grow." It flapped its wings, rose from the branches, and flew towards the night sky, and the words were still coming:

"Go back and continue your life during the day. After the sun sets, the crow will come."

Zhou Haorui watched the dark figure disappear into the distance. At this time, the growth of the alien bones in his body stopped, but there was a faint heat on his right wrist.

He looked down and saw that his sleeves were not covered, and there was a tattoo-like black symbol on the skin on his right wrist.

It was like a mark, like... the crow's long mouth.

The cold wind was still there, but Zhou Haorui had an inexplicable feeling. Now he was a crow, one of the crows.
Chapter completed!