"coming."
"The big one is coming."
Yang Feng's six eyes looked at the huge gap that appeared on the ground.
Crazy killing.
Countless deaths.
A twisted hellish chorus.
The gap between reality and illusion seems to have been cut through by a heavy hammer, forming a door to reality.
"what is that!!"
Everyone was shocked. The cracks emitted a strange light, and a deformed singing voice could be heard faintly.
That song... was heartbreaking.
That singing... corrodes the spirit deeply.
That song... was like the murmur of an ancient god.
That song... was like the screams of suffering sentient beings.
When many people heard this sound, blood flowed from their ears and nostrils involuntarily.
A deep helplessness filled my brain.
A negative emotion that tears apart the spirit.
Bang.
Boom, boom, boom.
Many soldiers suffered from severe depression and committed suicide by pulling the trigger.
Many human beings became stupid and stupid, laughing strangely and rushed into the group of corpses, and were torn apart by the monsters.
Boom boom boom!
A deafening roar came from the huge crack.
Blood-colored tentacles with a diameter of 10 meters were stretching out from the bottom of the abyss. With infinite power and evil, they fiercely struck at the surrounding corpses and armies.
The earth trembled.
The bloody tentacles extended hundreds of meters in length and slapped hard on the ground, instantly crushing large pieces of the surging corpse tide into rotting stinky mud.
Grrrrrrrrrrrr.
The huge suckers on the tentacles are like huge bloody mouths, sucking the rotten mud on the ground and greedily absorbing the nutrients.
Bang! !
The sound of tearing steel was heard.
Another tentacle crushed a tank with overwhelming force. The all-alloy steel beast was turned into a discus under its powerful and heavy bombardment.
Sweep away.
Several tanks were knocked away like toys, and the tip of the tentacle rolled up one of them, kneaded it in the palm of his hand, and then threw it into the bottomless abyss.
What's this?
What is this crack?
What are these tentacles stretching out from the abyss! !
“Drone positioning.”
"We bomb it with missiles!!"
Chief Sun Guowei ordered, and drones flew out from the armed helicopters, locating around several tentacles.
【Coordinate upload】
[Request missile vehicle troop support]
Dongfeng Express, traveling at ten times the speed of Mach sound, was released from a missile vehicle dozens of miles away, drawing a perfect arc in the sky and bombarding the tentacles in the huge crack.
Boom, boom, boom! !
The earth trembled, fire exploded, and the terrifying shock wave turned into a raging wave, smashing the surrounding carrion monsters into pieces.
The glass of the surrounding buildings burst instantly, turning into a little bit of time rain falling down.
The farthest troops hid behind tanks and armored vehicles, but they could still feel the strong impact, and even two vehicles were blown away.
Thermobaric missile.
A terrifying high-yield bomb! !
This was almost the most powerful bomb outside of nuclear weapons. Everything within a 200-meter radius was exploded and almost burned to the ground.
The ground is burning.
The asphalt road near the huge crack burned into carbonized glass under the extremely high temperature.
However... those tentacles were not dead.
Most of the tentacles, which were more than ten meters in diameter, were blown off. The whole body was burnt black and smelly, and an unknown mucus continuously flowed out.
but.
Their damaged parts are rapidly recovering and growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It only takes a few minutes.
The tentacles can then heal and become their original appearance.
"Sir!!"
"Let's retreat!!"
Captain Natsumi gritted his teeth and begged, according to this situation, it is impossible to continue the rescue.
"We only saved half of the gathering points..."
Sun Guowei clenched his fists, his eyes flashing constantly, assessing the situation in front of him.
There's not enough ammunition.
The soldiers were almost at their limit.
The ranks are becoming more and more bloated, and the severely damaged troops can no longer protect civilians.
Not to mention... we have to kill the crack tentacles in front of us, advance to the second half of the journey, and rescue more refugees.
"retreat!!"
"Everyone obeys the order and retreat!!"
Sun Guowei made the order.
The mighty torrent of steel began to retreat in the opposite direction, continuing the opened road and leaving the city with the remaining refugees.
"leader."
"what should we do."
Everyone in the Blood Hunters saw that the army was starting to evacuate. Should their own side also leave?
"hold on."
"There are still opportunities waiting for us."
Yang Feng's eyes flickered, and he asked everyone to hide in a hidden place, quietly waiting for something, and watched the troops leave not far away.
Opportunity? ?
The tentacles in the huge crack began to squirm crazily.
They heal faster and faster and grow faster and faster.
The bloody tentacles rolled towards the endless tide of corpses, pushing them continuously into the abyss of the fissure, wave after wave, numbering in the tens of thousands.
"Those rotting corpses..."
"They have also become crazy, and they are all running towards the abyss!!"
The two-headed man Han Meixin said in surprise.
There was clearly a bottomless abyss ahead, but the rolling tide of corpses still turned a blind eye, running crazily towards the cracks as if they were performing some kind of horrific ritual.
The tide of corpses never stopped.
They are affected in some way.
They are called upon in some way.
But Yang Feng saw it clearly. Under the observation of six eyes, the tide of corpses could not hide from the demonic eyes of desire.
Innocence! !
They are like a group of innocent little friends.
Holding hands, shoulder to shoulder, jumping up and down, singing nursery rhymes about death, happily jumping into the crevices of the abyss.
A chorus of hellish beings.
The whispers of the ancient gods.
Whispers of evil gods.
The twisted songs full of temptation are attracting more corpses to jump into the cracks of the abyss.
One hundred thousand.
Two hundred thousand.
Half a million.
Millions.
A city with a population of nearly 10 million attracted a million corpses as sacrifices, as if an unimaginable evil was brewing.
Blah blah blah! !
Blah blah blah! !
A pillar of blood suddenly spurted out from the huge crack.
The endless filthy red liquid rushed straight up into the clouds, turning into dirty rain and falling on the entire city.
Blood and tears! !
It was like the blood and tears of an evil god, with a stronger effect.
After the blood-red dirty rain penetrates into the skin, it will corrode the essence of the 'spirit' and undergo a complete transformation.
A reptile roared and roared.
The muscles on its body became more ferocious and twisted, completely wrapping the entire body and becoming a distorted monster composed of muscle fibers.
A swift walker, his body constantly twisting.
It was transformed into a bloody and dirty creature, its body was covered with barbs, and its thighs were extremely swollen, as thick as a grasshopper.
A strange snake emerged from the soil.
It was drenched in filthy blood, its scales shattered, and it continued to grow. Its diameter reached more than 5 meters, and its length was nearly a hundred meters.
A strange fish raised its head and sucked the dirty rain.
It actually flew up in the wind, growing bigger in the clouds, like a floating Kunpeng.
"Owner!"
"Let's hide quickly!!"
Sumanman reminded everyone to avoid the bloody dirty rain.
"No!!"
Yang Feng immediately rejected it.
"Meet it."
"Our spirit has been distorted."
"Then let the distortion become more intense!!"
When Yang Feng faced the dirty rain of blood, instead of rejecting it, he opened his arms as if to welcome it.
He allowed the filth to fall on himself, and even opened his ghost-faced mouth to devour it, feeling the changes in his body.
【Six Eyes】
The six transformed eyes flashed.
The essence of the soul seems to be undergoing another transformation.
The ghost face gradually merged completely with Yang Feng, and became more closely linked together. It not only covered the cheeks, but also integrated into the soul.
This mask... is attached to the soul and cannot be taken off.
"so what!!"
"Come on, come on, come on."
"Complete fusion, even more crazy, become my destiny!!"
Yang Feng shouted hysterically, and the ghost face gradually merged into the essence of the soul and gradually merged into one.
