In the madly silence, the two tiptoed through the bloody massacre scene. In the direction, they only needed to pass through a gathering square to reach the scheduled place to board the bus.
But the piles of corpses around made Matting really uneasy, because the number was increasing, the splashing blood directly covered the walls of the alley, the condensed blood flooded the streets paved with cobblestones, and the stench of death and internal organs continued to grow.
The dark stench gradually developed into an unbearable and suffocating miasma as the two approached.
The couple finally arrived at the Order Square where the previous gatherings were held, and they witnessed the real horror.
This place, once filled with fanatical piety, has now become a dead slaughterhouse, so large that Mattining is almost unacceptable, because more than half an hour ago he also stood here and listened to the bishop's preaching. In the square more than five hundred meters long, thousands of believers had gathered to participate in the sacred ceremony of the church, and now there are traces of massacre everywhere. The massacre is so cruel that even Mattining's determination is almost shaken.
The farthest to the left of the square was once the statue of the Holy Lord, which was carefully carved by believers for several years. After occupying this city that the oppressor gave up, it was erected as a commemoration of the Holy Lord's merits.
But now the snow-white statue has become a monster covered with skinned flesh and blood. The bishop and his followers' heads are hung on it, and even staring in horror.
But compared with this, the real horror is nothing more than pediatrics, and the horrors are scattered on the open stone floor of the square.
The intersection where the two were located extended to the road several kilometers away, and a terrible layer of foul-smelling red "fabric" covered the landscape of the entire square like some kind of self-proliferation moss.
The couple stood there, staring at the terrifying scene in front of them in a daze, and were shocked by the scale of the tragic atrocities in front of them. Even if they would slaughter the lackeys of the oppressors, they could not reach such a shocking scale.
Apart from the corpses, there are also living things in this slaughterhouse. Some things covered in flesh and blood wander around the square, picking up something on the dead and dragging the corpses around. Their behavior seems casual, but in their erratic movements, there are implicit intentions and purposes. Rows of corpses are piled up into walls and internal organs are dug out, just as the entire Holocaust landscape has been carved into a specific shape or ceremony.
Matting blinked his eyes and wiped the growing image into his mind, not only for his own reason, but also because he did not have the courage to further analyze the scene.
“How should we go…”
Just as Matting's wife trembled to ask the question, a unique voice caught their attention.
I saw that in the gloomy clouds, chitin carapaces were wrapped in them, with floating tentacles at the tail. The cysts like tadpoles pierced the clouds, carrying the flames generated by friction with the atmosphere, falling to the ground like raindrops, and it seemed that a rain of fire was falling in the sky.
伴随着火雨而来的,还有一些巨大的有翼身形,它们仿佛神话中的恶龙,发出令人胆寒的尖啸,这些生物从头到修长的尾巴都覆盖着厚实的几丁质甲片,没有正常意义上的四肢,只是有两条带刃的巨大勾爪在腹部靠后的位置,它们的平均翼展都在三十米左右,飞行起来遮天蔽日,而当它们降低高度时,无数更为微小的生物从它们的腹部脱离,形成一股蜂群般的黑雾.
Matting looked at all this and murmured to himself:
"Is this the messenger of Emperor Star..."
"Ange! Angel is here!"
A shout sounded, and many people suddenly rushed out from all over the square. Only then did Matting realize that there were more survivors than he thought.
He even saw the leader, standing on the roof of an armored truck, holding the flag of the sect in one hand and the gun in the other. His left leg disappeared from below his knees. He could only stand firm with the flag, and many huge cuts could be seen on the armor on his body.
But even so, the leader is still full of fighting spirit.
"Charge, in the name of the Holy Lord, my brothers and sisters, put aside all fears! Put your flesh and blood into the ascension!"
Hundreds of believers roared and shot at the flesh and blood monsters with their weapons in their hands. The truck's heavy machine guns roared and shot at the metal monsters that stood up from the pile of flesh and blood corpses.
Among them were many of Matting's comrades-in-arms, who immediately handed over the child to his wife and held the pistol.
"You go first! I'm going to stay here to fight my brothers and sisters!"
"But--"
Before his wife could finish her words, the screams attracted the attention of the two of them. The sharp-clawed monsters ignored the bullets shot, rushed towards the rebels of the clan like ghosts, and peeled off dozens of people in an instant.
At that moment, the shouts disappeared, and the suicide-like crazy charge turned into silent despair about what was about to happen.
"Matning, 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:
"Go up! Now!"
"Sir!"
"This is an order! Go up!"
The truck car opened and Matting found that it was full of people who had been called before. Everyone's expressions were very frightened. In desperation, he had to crawl in with his wife.
"Walk!"
After a roar, the leader turned around and shot at the approaching metal monster. His bullet hit the opponent's head, shattering the pure blood angel's face, revealing the rusty metal skull inside. Before the door of the car closed, Matting saw the leader detonating all his grenades before the three skinned monsters dragged him into a pool of blood.
In the dim carriage, he looked at others, among them, there were also many warriors who had experienced many battles, but their will was also destroyed by all the experiences today. Then he looked at his wife. At this time, her eyes were blank, and there was no hope in her eyes, only the trauma and fear burning the soul.
Chapter completed!