Chapter 241 Everyone, run quickly, such yellow paper must not fall on you
The commander’s eyes widened suddenly,
Because the extremely weird scene was rapidly unfolding .
He used the sharp machete in his hand to chop down the falling yellow paper.
But the yellow paper seemed to be extremely sticky, sticking directly to the sharp blade, and It fit tightly,
The part covered by the yellow paper quickly merged with the place where the sharp steel forged blade fit, and that part also quickly turned yellow.
That part seemed to be made of yellow paper,
At this time, more yellow paper was continuously falling towards him.
The commander waved the machete in his hand like a windmill,
to protect himself, but this action was obviously very effective,
He successfully blocked all the yellow paper,
but the yellow paper was all stuck to the machete forged from fine steel in his hand.
The commander’s heart kept sinking toward the endless abyss.
Just because the machete in the hand becomes lighter and lighter, the entire machete has completely turned into a simple yellow color.
It is as if this machete is really stuck together with the yellow paper. , turned into a machete woven from yellow paper.
In that flash of lightning, the commander's mind seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and he fell into chaos and trance.
At this uneasy moment, a piece of yellow paper fell silently on his wrist, just like an ominous omen coming quietly in the night.
He was suddenly startled, and the hairs all over his body stood up instantly.
Cold sweat flowed down like a waterfall, as if he had a premonition that some unspeakable horror was about to come.
He hurriedly wanted to wave his unaffected hand to brush this sudden uninvited guest away from his skin,
However, the piece of yellow paper was like a gangrene attached to the bone. Not only could it not be easily knocked off
On the contrary, it stuck tightly to his wrist at a frightening speed.
And gradually penetrate into the skin.
As the yellow paper blended in, his wrist began to undergo horrifying changes.
The originally healthy skin color quickly faded,
Replaced by it, it was no different from the yellow paper. The creepy yellow color seems to be shrouded in the haze of death.
Just when the commander was shocked and had not yet recovered from this sudden change, another piece of yellow paper fell leisurely, right in front of his face.
This time, he almost instinctively raised the machete in his hand, trying to split the yellow paper in half.
However, the moment he swung the knife forcefully, a more horrifying scene appeared.
His wrist, the part that had been assimilated by the yellow paper, was like fragile paper. It could not withstand the slightest force and tore directly.
The machete lost its support and fell to the ground weakly, making a dull sound, while the broken wrist lay quietly in the dust like an abandoned puppet part.
What is even more frightening is that there is no scene of blood spurting out at the break as ordinary people imagine. Instead, there is deathly silence, as if all the life force has been sucked out at that moment.
The commander trembled, and with his other hand that was still intact, he carefully picked up the wrist that had become as good as yellow paper.
He stared wide-eyed and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. The part that once belonged to his body was now cold and stiff, no different from the surrounding yellow paper.
An unprecedented courage suddenly surged into his heart. He gritted his teeth and tried hard to tear at the broken edge of the yellow paper.
With a slight "hiss" sound,
a thin piece of yellow paper that was exactly the same as the surrounding yellow paper was torn off,
conclusively confirmed His body was being assimilated by this strange yellow paper. This scene is as real and cruel as a nightmare.
"Everyone, run quickly. You must not let such yellow paper fall on you, otherwise your body will completely turn into yellow paper!"
The conductor shouted at the top of his lungs.
But no one responded behind him, and then he suddenly heard the screams of many ghosts and wolves howling behind him.
That scream was filled with indescribable fear.
The commander's heartbeat suddenly stopped, as if an invisible hand was strangling his throat. The sight in front of him caused the blood all over his body to freeze instantly.
He slowly turned around, and what he saw was a horrifying picture beyond imagination.
Those White Elephant Empire warriors who had fought alongside him were no longer alive at this moment, but were ruthlessly devoured by pieces of yellow paper, turning into the most bizarre scene in the world.
They lay on the ground, their limbs twisted and deformed. Their once bravery and strength turned into a futile struggle.
The initiator of all this was the yellow paper densely covering them.
These yellow papers seemed to have life, tightly wrapping around each soldier, pulling away their bodies, faces and even souls bit by bit,
replacing them with a heart-wrenching feeling. Trembling, yellow and strange shape.
The cold weapons on the ground, the sharp blades and strong shields that once shone with a cold light, have now become fragile and fragile, as if they were made of yellow paper folded randomly, and may be destroyed by a light touch.
The commander knows that this is not the fragility of the weapon itself, but the power contained in the yellow paper, which is powerful enough to reduce everything in the world to nothing.
What chilled the commander even more was that
the faces of the soldiers who were completely covered with yellow paper began to change, their skin took on an unnatural yellow color, and the corners of their mouths He outlined a weird smile, and blushed inexplicably on both sides of his cheeks.
Like rouge that has been forcibly applied, it is both out of place and full of terror.
This kind of blush looks even more eerie in the dim light, making the conductor dare not look directly, for fear that his soul will be swallowed up by this weird color with just a glance.
At this moment, the sky seemed to have lost its mind, and large tracts of yellow paper poured down like a violent storm,
falling mercilessly on the stunned commander.
He tried to struggle and resist, but found that his body had been restrained by an invisible force, and it became extremely difficult to even move.
The cold feeling penetrated from every pore and reached deep into the bone marrow, making him feel despair and cold like never before.
The commander lowered his head and looked at his body, only to see that the yellow paper had completely covered every inch of his skin, and even the color of his clothes had been replaced by this withered yellow.
His body seemed to have become fragile and stiff at this moment, and could no longer support the will and courage he once had.
Darkness surged in like a tide, gradually drowning his sight and swallowing up his consciousness.
In the end, he stood there and became a paper man made of yellow paper, with the same weird smile on his face.
Together with the surrounding paper figures, it forms the most terrifying and weird scene in the world.
(End of this chapter)