Chapter 220 Mutation
Layers of figures clinging to the stone plate, the mysterious woman was pierced through the chest with a spear by the leading man, blood sprayed out like ink, dyeing the white dress red, and there was an invasion their lips.
Without any resistance, the woman watched indifferently as they rushed forward, hacked her to death with the weapons in their hands, and then pounced on her hungrily, gnawing at her remains like a pack of hungry wolves.
Those who had no chance to pounce could only gather around outside, licking the blood that spread from inside and flowed to the ground with a look of satisfied greed.
All this happened on a stone plate shrouded in light blood red. The whole picture is filled with a texture similar to that of an oil painting. Against the backdrop of the night, it reflects a sad and desolate dark tone. .
Chenran was immersed in the influence of the carvings on their subconscious with a look of enjoyment. He didn't think there was anything wrong with the actions of the townspeople, but the only thing that made him regretful was that there was no suitable background music at this moment.
Such a very religious mass-style picture is succumbed to the lack of matching background music.
What a waste of natural resources.
It was like waking up in the afternoon on a Croatian beach. The turquoise water lay in front of me, and the waiter with his sleeves rolled up walked quietly. Everything was so harmonious and comfortable.
But the next second, the waiter with an impeccable smile first picked up the red wine from Tuscany and poured it on the caviar, then picked up a handful of caviar and put it on your face superior.
This is Chenran’s understanding of the picture.
Such an understanding is obviously not what Jiang Cheng, who is still struggling near the food and clothing line, can think of.
The woman had been covered by the dense crowd of figures rushing towards her. During this process, she did not struggle, nor did she make any sound.
Jiang Cheng forced himself to move his attention away from the woman, his eyes reflecting a faint glimmer of light.
His eyes wandered along the stone plate. He was not a hunter. This was just the instinct of survival under extreme calmness.
This picture also gave him a sense of discomfort, but he keenly felt that there was a strange sense of disobedience hidden in this discomfort.
For Jiang Cheng, the discomfort was just the impact of the picture. After all, in a modern society with relatively sound legal concepts, tragedies such as cannibalism rarely occur.
The murderer will even be called a demon, such as a certain ogre.
But the feeling of dissonance is different, which means something is wrong.
After a moment, his pupils shrank suddenly.
Found it.
There is something wrong with those people who rushed up to the stone plate!
No, not those people, but that woman!
The stone plate was already crowded with people, some were eating meat, while most of the less fortunate people were gathered nearby, kneeling on the ground greedily and licking the blood.
Roughly estimated, there would be no less than a few dozen people on the stone plate, and no less than a hundred people crowding around the stone plate.
The entire stone plate was almost stained red with blood.
Where did you get so much blood?
There is only one woman on the stone plate. Counting the old man and the little girl with only half of her body left, there are only three people. How could it be.
Wait!
As his eyes swept over the little girl's remains, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but pause. He saw the corners of the little girl's eyes raised slightly, and the corners of her mouth opened in an exaggerated manner.
She's actually smiling?
This little girl who was brutally split in half and left to die on the stone plate was actually smiling? !
The next moment, his vision suddenly zoomed away, and even with Jiang Cheng's calmness, his breathing began to become rapid.
The man whose limbs were cut off and thrown aside, the woman who had her abdomen cut open, her head chopped off and pierced with a spear like a trophy, the old man's head standing on the ground, and the The slaughtered, blood-covered children
All the people who were killed were laughing.
Their plain white faces were soaked in blood, but it didn't hinder their weird smiling faces.
What’s even more frightening is that Jiang Cheng can clearly feel that this smile comes from the heart.
They did not resent the people who slaughtered them. On the contrary, they were filled with emotions similar to gratitude.
Grateful for killing their invaders.
Why?
"Ka ka ka -"
The continuous and thin sound echoed in Jiang Cheng's ears, and the picture in his mind began to change, and the blood-colored barrier that appeared before began to slowly rotate.
His heart couldn't help but tremble, and a message like an order crashed into his mind. Something terrible was about to begin.
The next second, the people on the stone plate fell to the ground one after another. They were struggling and rolling in the blood, as if they were experiencing extreme pain.
Everyone opened their mouths wide, as if roaring.
But even if the corners of their mouths were about to burst, Jiang Cheng still couldn't hear their voices.
A middle-aged man twitching on the ground stared at his arm. The skin on his arm slowly bulged, pulled, and pulled again. Finally, it even became blood red and transparent.
The next second, a thick bone spur burst out of the body, and a pair of bone spurs similar to fish fins actually grew on the man's arm.
The mutation spread like a plague. The back of a man who looked like a boy was torn apart. The skin under his clothes was bloody and bloody. The exposed spine was even thicker than that of an adult man.
What is even more terrifying is that along both sides of the exposed spine, a pair of wings with bloody periosteum actually spread out.
It was no longer clear whether it was a boy or a monster, screaming, falling and rolling in the bloody water.
Some people have sharp horns growing on their heads, and some people even have two other thick arms like the forelimbs of reptiles growing along their ribs.
Some people have completely transformed into monsters up to 2 meters or even 3 meters high.
They roared, roared, and even rolled together in the bloody water.
The severe pain during alienation is obvious. Their bodies are covered in blood and mucus, biting each other, venting their pain and unwillingness.
Jiang Cheng clenched his fists, his fingertips turning slightly white due to lack of supply. The scene in front of him completely subverted his understanding. This was not a sacrifice, this was evolution!
Just like Gamayya to angels.
But the difference is that they evolve completely without rules and purpose. From an evolutionary perspective, most of the things on them are defective products.
It is simply not in line with the most basic possibility of survival for living things.
The significance of their existence seems to be just a challenge to some kind of authority, to show the church pope and other people who claim to be righteous and orthodox that Shura fields still exist in the world.
After the bloody mist dissipated, these ugly guys began to run towards the forest in small groups. They were huge but their movements were extremely clumsy, like toddlers.
Soon, all of them disappeared near the stone plate.
Jiang Cheng stared at the direction they left, which was the direction of the sea.
The scene described by the old woman immediately came to mind, the ships that were attacked inexplicably, and the special forces group armed to the teeth on the old woman's ship.
There is also the remaining telegraph conversation from the captain after the attack.
He shouted: "It's hell! The gates of hell are open!"
That's it.
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(End of this chapter)