In the maddening silence, the two of them tiptoed through the bloody massacre scene. According to the direction, they only needed to cross a rally square to reach the scheduled pick-up point.
But the surrounding piles of corpses really made Matnin feel uneasy, because the number was getting larger and larger. The spattered blood directly covered the walls of the alley, and the condensed blood flooded the cobblestone streets. The stench of death and internal organs 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 Square where the previous meeting had been held, they witnessed true horror.
This place that was once crowded with fanatical devout people has now become a silent slaughterhouse, the scale of which is almost unacceptable to Matnin, because more than half an hour ago he stood here and listened to the bishop's sermon.
, the 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 full of traces of massacre. This massacre was so cruel that even Matinin's determination
They were almost shaken.
The farthest one on the left side of the square was once the statue of the Holy Lord. It was a marble statue of a false god that was carefully carved by believers over several years. After occupying the city abandoned by the oppressors, it was erected here as a token of opposition.
Commemoration of the merits of the Holy Lord.
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 stretched out to the road surface several kilometers away, and 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 atrocities in front of them. Even if they could kill 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 seems random, but under their circumstances
In erratic movements, implicit in intent and purpose, 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 the sake of 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 to
There was a rain of fire.
Along with 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 chitin armor from head to slender tail.
, there are 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. When they fly, they cover the sky and the sun, and when they lower their altitude
, countless smaller creatures detached from their abdomens, forming a black mist like a swarm.
Matt Ning watched all this and murmured to himself:
"Is this the messenger of the Star Emperor..."
"Angel! The angel is here!"
There was a burst of shouting, 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 stand steady by relying on the flag. The armor on his body
Many huge incisions can also be seen.
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! Dedicate your flesh and blood to the ascension!"
Hundreds of believers roared and shot at the flesh and blood monsters with their weapons. 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 Matinin'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 attention of the two of them. They saw those clawed monsters ignoring the bullets and swooping towards the rebels of the cult like ghosts, skinning dozens of people in the blink of an eye.
Down.
At that moment, the shouts disappeared, and the suicidal mad charge turned into silent despair about what was about to happen.
"Mat Ning, 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:
"Up! Now!"
"Sir!"
"This is an order! Get up!"
When the truck compartment opened, Matning 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.
"Walk!"
After roaring, the leader turned around and shot at the approaching metal monster. His bullet hit the opponent's head, shattering the face of the pure-blood angel, revealing the rusty metal skull inside. Before the carriage door closed,
, Matnin saw the leader detonate 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, who had a blank look in her eyes.
There is no hope, only the trauma and fear that burns the soul.
"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.
Along with his loud taunts, a roar similar to rolling thunder came from deeper in the clouds, and the powerful spiritual energy projected by the Hive Mind began to turn the sky into a dirty black-purple, which also made Soshiyang feel a little uncomfortable.
Strands are similar to pulses of psychic energy, or commands, or thoughts.