C4 Burn

When Carl returned to the street with great difficulty, the last trace of sunlight had already disappeared.

The entire street had basically fallen into complete darkness. Almost all the residents near the Church Town had gathered in that narrow space just now.

Carl stretched out his hand and pulled the cloak on his back. The pattern of the Healing Church had been dyed by the Blood Dreg in the chaos just now. He quickly took off the cloak and left it in a corner.

The thick smell of blood often brought misfortune to the Night Of Hunting. Carl listened to the movement around him. After making sure he did not hear anything else, he carefully moved towards the fence.

He saw the light of fire.

On my two floors, the blazing light completely wrapped around the two houses. This light lit up the streets beside the houses. Carl vaguely saw two people lying on the road beside the houses, or rather, two corpses. One of them even held an extinguished torch in his hand.

It was obvious that these two people were not hunters. In fact, similar things were common in the past in the Night Of Hunting. Flames were often regarded as one of the most effective weapons to deal with wild beasts. There were even many hunters who were obsessed with using flames to light, grilling, or "purifying" wild beasts.

However, at the same time, there were also many residents who used flames to protect themselves or increase their sense of security. There were even some who secretly hid dangerous weapons like flamethrowers.

It was precisely because of this that fire disasters were extremely common in Yanam. This invisible burden also increased a huge burden on the hunters. After all, a burnt city was worthless.

Carl shook his head. The current situation was out of everyone's expectation. With the road to Church Town sealed, no one knew how the fire would develop.

As he was thinking, two more flames lit up from different directions. The intensity of the flames was even greater than the one he had seen just now.

Carl reached out his hand to wipe away the blood stains on his face. He turned his head and looked at the top of the church in the distance. Then he walked along the stairs towards the Yanam Square. However, this time, Carl could not swagger around like he did when he came. At this moment, he could even feel the barbarity in his body throbbing.

The moon had yet to appear. When the moonlight sprinkled on the ground, it would be the time for the TransFur Disease to explode on a large scale. If he did not want to be torn apart by those wild beasts who had lost their minds, he had to be careful.

He went down and soon, he arrived at the street where the fire had just been.

The two corpses were still lying there. Carl went forward to check and found that the person who had taken their lives was not a hunter. The clothes and flesh on their chests had been torn apart by sharp claws. He could even see their bones and large amounts of flesh had disappeared. This was not something an ordinary patient would do.

The blood extended from the corpses' bodies and finally disappeared on the stairs on the other side. It was the road to the town square.

"Sorry for the trouble"

Carl stood up and put his finger on the stratagem on the cane. He even took the flamethrower and the cold handle, which made him feel slightly relieved.

According to the normal pattern, although the patients with TransFur were aggressive at this moment, they were also extremely afraid of the flame. Even if the flame did not hurt them, these crazy people would choose to retreat first.

However, judging from the current situation, those beasts were clearly resisting the flames and killing the two people on the spot. Judging from the traces beside the corpses, there were probably more than three people who participated in the slaughter.

Or rather, there were three of them.

Carl carefully moved forward and tried his best to capture the other movements hidden within the crackling sounds of the flames. At this moment, he could already smell the smell of beast blood. Compared to the patient he had "treated" at sunset, the smell was many times stronger now.

"Ah! Ah!"

The scattered yellow pupils emitted fluorescent light in the darkness. The owner of the eyes was in the middle of the stairs. The moment it noticed Carl, it got up from the ground and pounced towards Carl.

The hard cane mercilessly hit the patient's face. The rough and hard fur could not protect his face. The metal almost scraped off a piece of flesh from his face in an instant.

Before the patient could recover from the staggering, Carl suddenly took a step forward. The tip of the cane directly pierced into the large open mouth. The restless body immediately stopped moving. The beast blood in the air was extremely rich.

Slowly pulling out the weapon from the corpse, Carl used the light of the fire behind him to discover that this person's hand was still holding the potion that the Church had given him. Judging from the packaging, it should have just been received today.

"The speed of the disease is too fast!" Carl used his cane to fiddle with the wrist and neck of the deceased. He found that the degree of the TransFur was completely beyond his imagination. His palm had already left the shape of a human palm and was approaching the sharp claw.

However, just as Carl was about to end the inspection, a strange and distorted shadow suddenly appeared from behind him. Relying on his instinct, he did not even look at it before he stabbed his cane backwards!

The shadow trembled violently on the stairs. Carl felt a force pushing him down the stairs. As he bumped into the shadow, the lamp hanging from his waist lit up. He finally saw the guy who attacked him.

If the enemy he faced before could be described as a "patient," then the thing that was hanging on the wall could only be called a beast. (Paired: Beast)

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It had completely abandoned its human form and had thick and exaggerated claws. There were no longer any traces of clothing on its body. Its head was long and narrow, and its mouth was protruding forward. Its eyes moved to the two sides following the change in its appearance.

Carl finally escaped the stairs. The continuous collisions made his head dizzy.

The beast climbed up the wall. It could be imagined that it had been hiding in the shadow all this time. It only started to prepare for this sneak attack when Carl started checking the corpse.

The ground of the wolf's mouth opened up, and a distorted roar was heard from the torn and deformed vocal cords. These beasts had never felt full. Even from this angle, Carl could see the bones at their waist that were exposed because of the TransFur. Because of the unique nature of the TransFur Disease, the beasts did not even have a stomach.

Under the illumination of the fire, the wild beast got closer. Carl vaguely recalled some of the corpses that he had dissected before. Those heavy TransFur corpses were almost emptied. Only a portion of the remains were left. To put it more exaggeratedly, it was just a layer of skin and skin that covered the bones and flesh.

Only God knew how such a creature could keep moving, and how it could have such a shocking desire to attack and eat.

The beast came to Carl's side. Perhaps it was because of some of its remaining memories that it was afraid of the uniform of the hunter. But soon, this fear was replaced by the desire to attack brought by the illness. It opened its mouth wide and bit towards Carl's chest.

"Bang!"

Carl stuffed the flamethrower into the bloody mouth. The metal body of the flamethrower creaked under the biting of the sharp teeth.

The high temperature of the flames exploded in the beast's mouth. The orange light spread along the empty body and actually sprayed out from the gap at the waist!

The beast that was pierced by the flame struggled hard. The flamethrower and its owner were thrown to the side. Carl trembled and let go of his weapon. This should have broken one of his bones, and his left hand was burnt because of the high temperature.

Looking at the beast that was rolling and howling in the flames, Carl took two deep breaths and looked into the distance.

On the other side of the street, there seemed to be a flickering torch.

...

Zhang Liang jumped up from the bed as if he had been electrocuted. His drenched clothes stuck to his body, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

His left hand was trembling slightly. The heat of touching hot steel and flames seemed to still linger on his fingers. However, his intact skin and the dark sky outside reminded Zhang Liang that everything before was just a nightmare.

"7: 20? "His phone is lying next to him. He took off his headphones.

"Sleep time is one hour and four minutes. The quality of sleep is poor."

Before he could pick up his phone, the sound of a key opening the door was heard at the door. In the next second, a familiar face came in.

"You're really in the dormitory!" The person who came had a cigarette in his mouth. When he saw Zhang Liang sitting on the bed, he scolded him angrily.

"Bang? Why are you back?" Zhang Liang heaved a sigh of relief and asked doubtfully.

Bang pointed outside the window. "Take a good look. The moon is hanging outside now! You are more reliable. It is already 20 minutes late. Why haven't I come back to find you? "

Zhang Liang knew he was in the wrong. He quickly changed into a new set of clothes, took his wallet and cell phone, and followed them out.

Bang finished smoking the cigarette in two breaths and put out the cigarette butt on the trash can. Seeing Zhang Liang's pale face, he bared his teeth and asked: "What, are you dreaming again?"

"Yes."

Zhang Liang locked the door and said to his best friend as he walked, "This is the first time something like this happened today. Do you believe me? My two dreams are connected. "

" I don't believe you. "

Zhang Liang ignored the other party's reply. He opened his phone to record as he continued, "You should know that I have never continuously dreamt in a short period of time before. I can dream for at least ten hours, but this time, the two nightmares are less than 30 minutes apart."

"I think you really need to go to the doctor."

"Didn't you go last time? After looking at him for a long time, he said that I was too tired." Zhang Liang complained, "I think they might think that I am in the late stage of chuunibyou and have no medicine to save me."

Bang grinned and said, "It can be broken even in your dreams. This is also the first time I have seen it... Forget it, you can have a good chat with someone later. Maybe it will be helpful to you."

(Paint: TransFur Patient - Early Phase)

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