Chapter 2871 The Fear Beyond Death (Part 2)
In the maddening silence, the two men tiptoed through the bloody massacre scene. According to the direction, they only needed to pass through another assembly square. We can reach the scheduled pick-up location.
But the surrounding piles of corpses really made Matnin feel uneasy, because the number was getting larger and larger, and the splattered blood directly covered the walls of the alley, and the pools of condensed blood flooded the cobblestone streets, death and internal organs. The stench continued to grow.
This dark stench gradually developed into an unbearable and suffocating miasma as the two approached.
When the couple finally arrived at the Order's square, where the previous rally had been held, they witnessed true horror.
This place, once crowded with zealous devotees, was now a silent slaughterhouse of such proportions that Matnin could hardly accept it, for more than half an hour before he had stood here, listening to the bishop's sermon. , a square with a length of more than 500 meters, once gathered thousands of believers to participate in the church's sacred rituals, but now it is covered with traces of massacre. This massacre was so cruel that even Matinin's determination They were almost shaken.
The statue on the far left side of the square was once the statue of the Holy Lord. It was a marble statue of a false god and was carefully carved by believers for several years. After occupying the city abandoned by the oppressors, It was erected here as a memorial to the Holy Lord's achievements.
But now the snow-white statue turned into a monster covered in skinned flesh and blood, with the heads of the bishop and his followers hanging on it, even staring in horror.
But the real horrors are nothing compared to this. Those horrors are scattered on the open stone floor of the square.
The street intersection where the two of them were standing extended to the road surface several kilometers away. A layer of terrible stinky red "fabric" covered the entire square landscape like some kind of self-growing moss.
The couple stood there dumbfounded, staring at the horrific scene in front of them. They were both shocked by the scale of the brutal atrocity before them. Even if they would massacre the lackeys of the oppressors, they would not be able to reach such a shocking scale.
In addition to corpses, there are also living things in this slaughterhouse. Some things covered in flesh and blood are wandering in the square, picking up things on the dead, and dragging the corpses around. Their behavior can be seen Seemingly random, but with intent and purpose implicit in their erratic movements, rows of corpses were piled into walls and eviscerated, as if the entire landscape of massacre had been carved into a specific shape or ritual. .
Matnin blinked, erasing the growing image from his mind, not only for his own sanity, but also because he lacked the courage to analyze the scene further.
"How should we go."
Just as Matnin's wife tremblingly raised this question, a unique voice attracted their attention.
In the gloomy clouds, one by one was wrapped in chitin carapace, with fluttering tentacles at the tail. The tadpole-like cysts pierced the clouds, carrying flames generated by friction with the atmosphere, falling towards the ground like raindrops, and the sky seemed There was a rain of fire.
Accompanied by the rain of fire, there are also some huge winged figures. They are like mythical dragons, emitting frightening screams. These creatures are covered with thick layers from head to slender tail. The chitin armor has no limbs in the normal sense, only two huge hooks with blades at the back of the abdomen. Their average wingspan is about thirty meters, and they can cover the sky and the sun when flying. And when they lowered their altitude, countless smaller creatures detached from their abdomens, forming a swarm of black mist.
Matnin watched all this and murmured to himself:
"Is this the messenger of the Star Emperor?"
"Angel! The angel is here!"
There was a shout, and many people suddenly rushed out from all over the square. Only then did Matnin realize that there were more survivors than he thought.
He even saw the leader. He was standing on the top of an armored truck, holding the flag of the Order in one hand and a gun in the other. His left leg disappeared from the knee down and he could only rely on the flag. Stand firm, and you can see many huge cuts in the armor.
But even so, the leader is still very motivated. "Charge, in the name of the Holy Lord, my brothers and sisters, throw away all fear! Devote your flesh and blood to the ascension!"
Hundreds of believers roared Then, he used the weapons in his hands to shoot at the flesh and blood monsters. The truck's heavy machine gun also roared and shot at the metal monsters that stood up from the pile of flesh and blood corpses.
Among them were many of Matnin's comrades. He immediately handed the child to his wife and held the pistol.
“You go first! I want to stay here and fight with my brothers and sisters!”
“But——”
Before the wife could finish speaking, the screams attracted the two of them. With people's attention, they saw those clawed monsters ignoring the incoming bullets and pounced on the rebels of the cult like ghosts, peeling off the skin of dozens of people in the blink of an eye.
At that moment, the shouts disappeared, and the suicidal mad charge turned into silent despair about what was about to happen.
"Mattenin, why are you still here!"
At this time, the leader suddenly came. He got out of the car with difficulty, then pointed to the truck compartment and said:
"Get up! Now!"
"Sir!"
"This is an order!"
When the truck compartment opened, Matt Ning found that it was already full of people who had been summoned before. Everyone looked very frightened. In desperation, he had no choice but to climb in with his wife.
“Let’s go!”
After roaring, the leader turned around and shot at the approaching metal monster. His bullet hit the opponent’s head, hitting the face of the pure-blood angel. Shattered, revealing the rusted metal skull inside, before the compartment door closed, Matnin watched as the leader detonated all his grenades before three skinned monsters dragged him into a pool of blood.
In the dim carriage, he looked at the other people, among whom there were many experienced warriors, but their will was broken by all the experiences today. Then he looked at his wife. Her eyes were blank, without a trace of hope, only the trauma and fear that burned her soul.
“Are you angry that I’m taking away your food?”
Standing on the highest mountain on the planet, Soshiyang, who was dressed in blood armor, opened his arms. His right hand was still holding the head of the gene stealer clan leader. With a contemptuous smile on his face, he looked up at the huge giant sword protruding from the clouds. Tentacles and numerous sporangia.
Following his loud taunts, a roar similar to rolling thunder came from deeper in the clouds. The powerful spiritual energy projected by the Hive Mind began to turn the sky into a dirty black purple, which also made Soshyan felt a pulse that was similar to psychic energy, or a command, or a thought.