"Ah Su!"
A bit dazed, he said, "He's a cultist, don't kill him!"
"?"
Su Qi looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, "What did you say?"
The youth then realized he had gotten a bit too panicked, as there was only one person left alive. His eyes slightly lowered, and in a hoarse voice filled with gravity, he said, "It seems you still don't know... when cultists are killed, the pollution power within them will follow you like a relentless parasite, frantically attaching to you and then consuming you."
He bent down and lifted the... white clothing from the bodies on the ground.
Indeed.
On each one was a... black pattern, entirely different from the many town residents. The pattern bore strange eyes - one glance would make you feel as though falling into the abyss.
This also explained why earlier, everyone showed the black stripes beneath their clothes, except for these individuals who didn't react at all.
