Chapter 193 The Level of Aragami’s Pollution

"The owner of the village is missing."

The two elders of Mingjian Villa who followed Wu Chong in, Tong Fei and Bu Kuang, looked gloomily at the thatched house in front of them. They clearly walked in from the entrance of the cottage, but after entering, they ended up in the house of the bandits in the cottage.

"You can lose yourself even if you come in one after the other. This Aragami's pollution is very high."

Unlike the twenty-eight states, it is on the Daqi territory.

The pollution to the Aragami is divided into levels. The pollution that ordinary warriors of the first and second realms can solve is classified as 'D' level pollution. Those that require the Martial Spirit Realm to be solved are defined as 'C' level by them. The 'B' level above is the terrifying pollution beyond the martial soul realm. There is also 'A' level pollution above, which is said to be a pollutant transformed from the blood of the Aragami. So far, there is no record of survival.

However, although the pollutants are scary, Daqi is not afraid.

For Daqi, the Aragami themselves are the losers. They control the power of the ancient gods, so they naturally have ways to deal with them. Level four pollution of ‘A, B, C and D’ was decided by them.

"Be careful and don't run around."

"Yes, Master."

He took two steps and already took out his weapon. The same goes for Tong Fei next to him. The two of them walked forward cautiously, back to back. As for their disciples, they also followed behind with cautious expressions. The disciples who can be brought out by the two of them are all elites who are prepared to focus on training, and their psychological quality is still qualified.

When Tong Fei and his group carefully opened the door.

On the other side, Wu Chong had already reached the main hall of the village.

The structure of these cottages is similar to that of Heifeng Village, with the Juyi Hall in the middle. This structure is not surprising. Bandits basically live a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife. Every time they go out to rob, they work with their heads in their waistbands. Naturally, they can survive by drinking a lot of wine and eating meat.

Wu Chong walked into the Juyi Hall, where a thick layer of dust had already accumulated.

It looked like no one had been active for a long time.

The sound of singing and opera that I heard at the entrance of the village changed again after arriving here, as if it was coming from the entrance of the village.

Wu Chong was not misled by these sounds and continued to search.

With his current strength, even if he really encounters 'Pollutant', he will still have the confidence to fight.

When he left the Twenty-eight Prefectures, he had destroyed the 'oil lamp' pollutants. One of the job transfer materials for the third transfer was the oil lamp. The energy level of pollutants here in Daqi is obviously stronger than that in the Twenty-eight Prefectures, perhaps because it is closer to the Aragami.

After passing the Juyi Hall, behind is the courtyard where the villagers live.

A row of wooden houses with a very simple structure.

Wu Chong walked over and opened each room one by one. When he opened the door of the tenth room, Wu Chong found the fine iron car that had been lost in Mingjian Villa.

All the fine iron I saw at the entrance of the Crock Village was piled here.

Even the transport vehicle is still there, and I don’t know what force brought it in. Part of the body of the fine iron vehicle is embedded in the house, connecting three rooms in a row. Just like what grows inside.

"Sixty carts of fine iron, and the money will be settled in the next six months."

A thought flashed through Wu Chong's head.

After solving the trouble here, take back these fine irons and sell them for money, and you can continue to send out quests. The master realized that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive, and the disciples in the villa also need to eat. In the past, there was shopkeeper Bao who made illegal money, but now Wu Chong doesn't like the human trafficking business, so naturally he has to find another way.

As for returning it to the Daqi court, Master Wu never even thought about it.

This is what I got from capturing the bandits. What does it have to do with the court?

After placing a mark on the door, Wu Chong continued to search.

Finding the fine iron car was just incidental. The main purpose of his coming in was to deal with the pollutants in this place.

"Have you not found the owner yet?"

Tong Fei's breath was a little unstable. Just now, he saw a bandit hanging on the roof. The corpse had dried up, so there was nothing wrong with it originally, but he actually smiled when he saw the corpse. When he looked at it again, the mummy disappeared strangely.

The old wooden houses make a decaying sound when you step on them.

"There's something wrong with this place. According to our speed, we should have walked out long ago." Bu Kuang also felt the danger.

Although he didn't see any hanging mummies, he did see an acquaintance.

The guard who used to follow Shopkeeper Bao.

That man had already been killed by the owner of the village. When Wu Chong took office and went on a killing spree, he beheaded the man. He saw the situation with his own eyes.

A dead person appeared again.

"This pollution may be 'Grade B'." Both of them are elders of Mingjian Villa, and they have had conflicts with pollutants. I thought the pollutants in this place would be level C at best, but I didn't expect it to exceed expectations.

But in this case, many places do not make sense.

Every pollution source above Class B is related to the ‘Desolate God’. Why does this level of pollution appear in a place like Crock Village?

This is different from the common sense they know.

"There is someone behind this. We need to tell the village owner about this as soon as possible."

"As long as we survive, we might get involved in some trouble."

"Don't leave, I'll light a torch."

The fire in his hand was getting darker and darker, and Tong Fei always felt a little uneasy.

He had heard before that Aragami was crazy.

All pollutants are derived from Aragami's madness, and they are the most likely to induce hallucinations. People with slightly weaker minds will die if they encounter the pollution of the Aragami.

After a lot of effort, the two finally lit the torch.

Under the light of the fire, the field of vision suddenly broadened, and Tong Fei raised the torch to shine.

There were people standing around.

Strange sounds came from next door.

Wu Chong stopped and returned to the next room.

He remembered that he had been to this place just now and it was empty.

"Master, you are finally here."

A voice suddenly appeared behind Wu Chong without any sign, as if it appeared out of thin air. With Wu Chong's current strength, even a strong man a level higher than him would not be able to do it.

Wu Chong glanced at the panel.

The data remains the same.

There is no ‘life profile’ on it.

For Wu Chong, this life profile is a warning of life and death. The fact that it didn't appear now means that the thing this time can't kill him.

"If you don't come again, I will leave you here."

The voice behind her belonged to Ma Runan, and she was talking nonchalantly.

But Wu Chong did not look back.

If it was really Ma Runan, she would never talk so much nonsense in front of him.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

The voice stopped and asked as if he was confused.

Being able to read Ma Runan's memory, what kind of power are these pollutants? The remaining power of a loser in Aragami is so terrifying.

Daqi's top circle of people, what kind of power do they have?

"The owner of the village."

Bang!

Wu Chong turned around suddenly and pinched the head of the thing behind him with his thunderous palm.

A desiccated corpse.

The moment Wu Chong looked back, a smile appeared on the lips of the withered corpse.

Holding the mummy's head, Wu Chong also showed a smile on his face.

Both parties are happy.