Greystone Rift, a huge scar that spread from a large fissure and split the city apart. It should have healed, but at this moment, blood flowed out from under the scar again, and there were heavy fires.
The Balrog is raging in Graystone Town, the fire is spreading mercilessly, billowing black smoke fills the air, covering the entire Rift Valley, completely blocking the sun and hope.
In this turbid darkness, houses were burned down one after another, releasing hideous flames and scorching smoke. The fire was ferocious and fast, like devil's claws extending to every corner. In the blink of an eye, the peaceful town turned into a burning
hell.
People were running on the streets, watching helplessly as their homes were being devoured. They screamed helplessly, and their screams were mixed in the firelight, heartbreakingly conveying their fear and despair.
Everything along the path of the fire was unavoidable. Sparks flew and flames licked metal and wood, turning a prosperous area into ruins in an instant. Residents fled in front of the fire, struggling to find a way out, but the expanding fire and smoke made them trapped.
In confusion and despair, some people were trapped in burned-out buildings, shouting for help, but in the end they could only be swallowed by the flames.
In this desperate hell, ferocious shadows were cast by the firelight. At the end of the shadows were a few scattered people. Faced with this cruel scene, they had no fear and instead started chatting leisurely.
"I have only seen such plots in movies."
The servant of disaster, Idel, stood on a high place where the fire had not yet engulfed him, sighing at the scene of hell below.
Greystone Town is full of spies from the Bureau of Order. It is not easy to break through here quickly, but it is just not easy, not impossible.
Hammer, as the Scarlet Bishop, also nodded. Among the ruins, he saw a twisted, damaged and still burning locomotive. It smashed through several buildings like a cannonball, and finally slowed down in the town square.
Stop slowly.
Looking back along the trajectory of the locomotive's impact, one can see burnt and broken carriages along the way, and traces of explosions can be seen on the stretched and twisted metal frames.
Among the many wreckage, there was still a carriage that had not yet detonated. Its door opened crookedly, and the fuel stored inside leaked out, quickly forming a large pool of water on the ground.
Idel looked at it with a bit of expectation, and then with a squeaking sound of collapse, a spark floated, gently fell into the water, and disappeared.
Idel was a little disappointed, but in the next second, a series of flames quickly shot up on the water. Like fire snakes, they turned and rushed into the car. Idel's heart was lifted. After a moment of silence, there was another roar.
The explosion rose in a sea of fire.
The ripples of the impact brought up blazing waves of flames, and the foehn wind passed by again, expanding the fire, almost burning through the entire rift valley. Countless figures ran between the flames, wailing, but could not find a way out.
Idel covered his mouth and nose. The hot air made it difficult to breathe. He turned around and tried his best to make his voice clearer.
"What should we do next?"
Hammer also turned his head and looked at the mysterious third person.
"Next?"
In the billowing smoke, an evil figure broke through the barrier. Looking at those scarlet eyes, Idel and Hammer couldn't help but feel a slight chill in their hearts even though they were in such a hot environment.
"You just need to obey my orders."
The Regent looked at the other end of Greystone Town. It was an elevator used to quickly communicate with the outside world. At this time, it was also covered in fire, like a straight towering pillar of fire. On the edge of the top cliff, you could see the protruding edge.
, twisted red-hot rails.
Greystone Town is a gate, and the Regent chose the most violent way to open the gate, which was to let a train loaded with fuel, red mercury and other explosives rush out of the tracks at high speed and turn it into a self-destructing train.
The explosion paralyzed most of Greystone Town.
No matter what arrangements the Order Bureau has here, they probably won't be able to react in time to such an attack.
Covered by the thick smoke, many figures appeared in the sea of fire. Like the Regent, they had a pair of soul-stirring scarlet eyes.
Hammer looked at the sudden appearance of the Night Clan with vigilance, and then they pounced on the surviving people like wild beasts, biting their throats. Many people died, but many others were transformed by the Night Clan,
Unfortunately, by this point, the purity of the bloodline has deteriorated too much, and even if many people who were about to die came back to life, they still turned into unconscious bloodthirsty people.
The Night Clan is spreading like a plague, and in just a few minutes, they will be able to raise an army of bloodthirsty people here.
"Where are your people?"
The Regent asked Hammer, "This is a joint operation. You don't want to disappoint the lady, do you?"
Hammer looked nervous for a moment, but soon relaxed, with a weird smile on his face and said nothing.
Long before he met the Regent, Hammer had carried out a series of operations against Greystone Town, but in that operation he encountered Bologg and was thwarted by him.
But Hammer did not give up because of this. You must know that he had already been defeated in the internal struggle of the Orangutan Sect, and there were not many opportunities left for him until he met the regent. Until a few hours ago, he suddenly
A direct order came from the lady.
Cooperate with the regent to liberate the evil and swarm-eating beast in this world.
This is all Hammer knows. As for what he will do after liberating the Swarm-Eating Beast...he doesn't need to know, because Hammer understands that by that time, he may be dead, or trapped in some kind of neither death nor life.
state.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
Hammer's body was trembling slightly, not because of fear, but because of excitement. He was about to be freed and offer his last loyalty to the lady.
"They're coming."
Hammer smelled the faint scent of blood in the air, and then a group of guys in red robes appeared on the other side of the cliff.
"Are these sacrifices ready? Idel."
Hammer asked again. As the servant of disaster, Idel is the key to this operation.
"not enough."
Idel took a deep breath, then shook his head, "The blood is too weak, and not enough people have died... I need more flesh and blood to attract the attention of the herd-devouring beast."
He said and looked at the regent, "Can I trouble you to let some flesh and blood come out?"
"absolutely okay."
The regent smiled at him.
Under the premeditation of many forces, Graystone Town has turned into a desperate hell. As the fire burned, the twisted and bizarre carpet of flesh and blood spread wantonly, swallowing up the charred corpses one after another, but it was still not satisfied.
.
Previously, Bologo had stopped it in time and the flesh-and-blood plague failed to spread. But this time it completely released its power and feasted on everything in the world.
The Night Tribes glanced at these twisted creations with vigilance. Although they were extremely disgusted, they still commanded the bloodthirsty one after another, letting them walk into the carpet of flesh and blood, just like sacrificing them, allowing them to be destroyed by flesh and blood.
Swallow it clean.
Most of the towns have been shrouded in the plague of flesh and blood. The evil force ruthlessly transforms inorganic matter into bloody flesh. The streets and alleys are filled with the strong smell of blood. The twisted walking corpses wander around ignorantly, their bodies being infected by the raging plague.
Along with the change, large areas of flesh and blood dripped from the body, revealing the bloody bones. The stench and chaotic atmosphere filled the air, making people sick.
Due to the activity of the Orangutan Sect, the Eternal Rot is one of the more common supernatural disasters. However, no matter how common it is, the Prince Regent can't help but feel sick every time he sees this scene.
But compared to the extraordinary disaster caused by the Night Clan, which was enough to destroy the will and dignity, the Regent felt that this eternal rotten land was so gentle.
The walking corpses walked blankly, their eyes were empty and lifeless, and they had lost their lives and emotions. They followed their instincts and slowly approached anything that moved, letting out a low roar.
Most of the walking corpses have only broken bodies and bloody skeletons. Its existence is a kind of complete destruction, a terrible and cruel nightmare.
In an instant, the towns in the Rift Valley turned into a terrifying maze. In the plague of flesh and blood, survival itself became almost impossible.
The new town was completely destroyed, and most of the old town was left. The surviving people were forced to hide in dark corners, trembling and waiting for the arrival of rescue, but hope seemed to be swallowed up by the endless darkness. The gap between the survivors and the dead
The boundaries become blurred.
Some survivors also crossed the fence and advanced along the gray stone rift valley, escaping towards the large chasm. Their figures gradually became blurred, and they didn't know whether they could escape or fall into another hell.
"I don't think we can hold this place."
Idel suddenly said, even though the corruption of Graystone Town has been mostly completed and the zombies have formed a certain scale, it is still impossible to attack along the Graystone Rift with these forces.
"The elite from the Bureau of Order must be on their way over. What should we do next?" Idel's voice gradually became nervous.
"Relax, relax."
The regent comforted him, "Just follow me. As for here... we don't need to defend here, we just need to attract the attention of the Order Bureau."
He said and looked at Hammer, "You guys from the Orang Fu Sect can always do this."
Hammer replied firmly, "Of course."
Hearing what the two said, Idel looked helpless. After much hesitation, he exposed his arm, waved the dagger, and cut open his flesh bit by bit, drawing blood.
Idel's flesh and blood seemed to be magical, evaporating in mid-air before it hit the ground. The regent sniffed and didn't notice anything strange, but soon he clearly sensed that Idel's blood was like a catalyst.
The flesh and blood all over the earth became more and more restless.
"You..." The regent looked at Idel curiously.
"I myself am a living petri dish," Idel rubbed his arm, and the wound healed in the blink of an eye. "Otherwise, why do you think I can cause a flesh-and-blood plague?"
"You are the container of the plague." The Prince Regent said in surprise, not knowing what he was thinking about in his eyes.
Suddenly, the walking corpses began to wail one after another. In the shrill sounds, large areas of walking corpses fell down and shattered into mud. The raging sea of corpses was swept out of a vacuum area.
"Are there any field staff?" Hammer asked doubtfully.
Idel looked intently and saw the other person's appearance clearly. After sensing the breath of blood on him, he asked the regent, "Is that one of yours?"
"Huh? It doesn't really count..."
There was no need to look, just by smelling the blood in the air, the regent could determine the identity of the person.
Among the burning ruins and corpses on the ground, York clenched the brambles and pain locks with both hands, panting, and the horrific burns on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This round of surprise attacks in the early morning did kill many people, but York was resurrected again with the blood of the Night Clan.
York has not been a field staff member for a long time. He even said that he did not even recognize the number of people in the so-called special operations team. York has no sense of belonging to the mysterious Bureau of Order, let alone a member of the Bureau of Order.
And fought.
But Graystone Town is different.
York has spent most of his life here. Even if there is no profit at all, his heart still belongs here and he loves this land.
Familiar old places turned into scorched earth.
York roared uncontrollably, and the thorns and pain chains wrapped around his body heavily, embedded in his flesh and blood. The chains covered with spikes swept across and slashed like thousands of sword blades, hitting anything that came close.
of fragmentation.
"He doesn't seem to respect you very much," Hammer noticed York's fierce eyes, "Do I need to deal with him?"
"No," the Prince Regent shook his head, "I admire this guy very much."
"But he blocked our way," Idel said.
The regent laughed strangely, his eyes wandering between Idel and Hammer, and then he stretched out his hands and put them on their shoulders respectively.
"No one can stand in our way."
In an instant, the colors that filled the world began to distort and reverse in the eyes of Idel and Hammer, like a strange hallucination. An inexplicable sense of detachment arose between them, and then no matter it was the smell of blood,
The burning smell, the hot wind, the noisy sound...
Everything moved away, until the world became silent, until only the three of them were left.
"Let's go, move forward from the mirror world, you can avoid many people."
The regent turned to lead the way, looking through the gray stone rift valley to the abandoned place.
Not long after the three of them sneaked into the mirror world, several chains slammed into the location where they were just now, knocking the ground into pieces, and the spikes penetrated deeply into the scorched ground. As the chains exerted force, York
Pulling the chain, the group of corpses jumped over.
With a bloodthirsty roar coming from his throat, York looked around, but found no trace of the Regent and others. What was waiting for him was the zombies that were constantly surrounding him, as well as the bloodthirsty people who had been converted into slaves.
Looking at those familiar yet broken faces, York's mind froze, and even his crazy rage cooled down a bit.
He was at a loss, like a helpless child, tears could not stop flowing from his eyes, and then burst into endless anger.
The blood soaked the Origin Sin Arms, and the thorns and pain chains penetrated York's body like a swarm of snakes. He was tightly wrapped, swaying, and waving by the endless entanglement of thorns.
Thousands of thorns were waving their sharp edges crazily, chopping down everything that stood in their way, and sweeping across the earth mercilessly.
The spikes are sharp and ferocious, penetrating everything like a sword. Whether they are twisted walking corpses or manic bloodthirsty people, they are all reduced to pieces under the ravages of thorns. The surface of the scorched earth is covered with scars due to the spread of thorns.
and trauma.
Roaring sounds were heard one after another, and the Night Tribe and the Fanatic Believers launched a fierce attack on York. However, before their attack could reach York, they were wiped out by the force of rage.
York still remembers his deep thought that night, maybe there is no god in this world.
But someone still has to stick to the so-called morality, even if it means committing oneself to greater evil.
"I dedicate everything... to you."
York whispered, sharp thorns piercing his heart.
The Night Tribe and the Fanatics tried to move forward, but suddenly the ground cracked, deadly thorn bushes rose from the ground, and strong winds swept across the earth, ruthlessly destroying everything.
York's figure became more and more blurred, until it was completely buried by thorns, leaving only the twisted and abominable creation running rampant on the earth.
…
The astronaut turned around, looked at Sai Zong who was suddenly frozen in place, and asked him, "What's wrong?"
Sai Zong took a deep breath, as if he could smell the smoke of war in the distance, his eyes were complicated.
"Someone has awakened the source of sin."
"Oh?" the astronaut was a little surprised, "Will this have any impact on you?"
"It won't have much impact...at least for now."
"Will this have any impact on the future?" the astronaut asked again.
Sai Zong pondered for a while and replied, "Who knows? This is pure war, and the purer it is, the more disordered it is."
There was a chuckle under the heavy spacesuit. The astronaut no longer dwelled on this, but urged, "We should hurry up, or they will really break into the sacred city."
"Did you force them on purpose?" Sai Zong suddenly asked.
"Who knows?"
The astronaut gave an uncertain answer, "Maybe I just want to use the help of others to erase the remaining evidence in a way that can deceive everyone?"
"As long as that city is completely destroyed, no one will know the truth about the fall of the Holy City."
