2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

There is no elevator on the top floor of the hospital that leads directly to the ground floor. The group of people first came to the VIP ward floor.

"Brother Dongfang, isn't this whole floor filled with monsters?" The man in a white coat put his hands in his pockets and asked in a casual tone.

The priest had a helpless expression on his face: "We generally don't call customers that."

"Although I am wearing a white coat, I am not an employee of your hospital." Shenzi raised his hand to adjust his mask as he spoke, as if he was worried that it was not firmly worn.

In terms of status and career within the sect, he is even a little higher than the other person.

"Yes, it's all on the whole floor." The priest nodded slightly: "No matter what era, there are always old guys with power and money. They can get 99% of the things in the world with a wave of their hands, but only if they have Less than a longer life.”

"You guys have managed to get something that Qin Shihuang didn't even get, that's awesome." Shen Zi applauded rather perfunctorily.

"Can you go faster?" Zhan Lewen urged, frowning as he looked at the backs of the two people in front of him.

There were a total of five people present, but he felt like he was the only one worried. He didn't know if these guys really cared about the "Queen" they called her.

"Don't worry, the Queen is not killed so easily." The priest said calmly.

As he finished speaking, the sound of something being thrown to the ground suddenly came from the ward next to him, followed by countless inhuman roars coming from each ward, as if countless hungry beasts were imprisoned inside.

"Uh ah ah ah..."

"Hoo...Gah..."

The sound of banging on the door was heard, and protruding marks appeared on the closed door of the ward. The glass on the door exploded, and tentacles covered with barbs and fangs stretched out, waving wildly in the corridor.

This change caused the priest, who always had an elegant smile on his face, to completely change his expression. He raised his wrist and quickly ordered: "Inject No. 5 anesthetic gas into all VIP wards!"

As traces of light green gas leaked from the cracks in the ward door, those terrifying movements finally subsided.

"Walk faster, don't inhale these gases." The priest's face looked a little ugly, urging everyone to speed up.

Shenzi was wearing a medical mask and still had a relaxed tone: "Is this the Queen being forced into a panic? She has already started desperately summoning her family members."

The priest's face was gloomy and he didn't answer, but just walked forward quickly.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the other party was right. Even these parasites who had taken suppressive drugs were forcibly controlled and went berserk. The Queen's current situation may be extremely bad.

"Isn't your power capable of tearing apart space and teleporting? Why don't you just take us there!" Zhan Lewen turned to look at a man behind him and asked anxiously.

However, the man just glanced sideways at him without speaking, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

How could he tell this kid directly that his superpower consumes a lot of energy and he can only use it a few times a day.

Be prepared for the worst. You don't know when the official people from the Special Branch and the Strange Detection Section will come. Of course, you have to save enough energy to prepare to escape from here with the priest and other core personnel.

A few people quickly arrived at the end of the corridor. There were three elevators here. The metal door in the middle was twisted and deformed, and a human-shaped gap could be vaguely distinguished on it.

Shenzi touched his nose: "I ran into some trouble when I came here. This elevator must be out of service. I'm sorry."

"Ding."

The crisp elevator arrival sound sounded, and five people filed in.

...

underground space.

Yan Muyun, who was completely demonized, waved the black rock ax burning with flames in his hand, and slashed at the scarlet flesh mountain's body again and again, causing juice to splash everywhere and waves of flesh to roll.

However, the layers of fat and grease on the surface of the scarlet flesh mountain are too thick. Although you can clearly feel that the opponent's body has been cut open with each ax blow, when it is pulled out, the cracks will quickly close and merge again, until Looks intact.

After nearly five or six minutes of fighting, Yan Muyun found that it seemed difficult for him to cause substantial damage to this mountain of scarlet meat.

Whether it is the black marks caused by the flames or the wounds caused by the axe, they will disappear after the sticky grease and fat roll over.

If it weren't for the fact that the size of the scarlet meat mountain seemed to have shrunk, he would have doubted whether his efforts were in vain.

"It's really...difficult..."

Yan Muyun whispered, with traces of flame coming out of the corner of his mouth, and then he slashed the two fat tentacles in half with a backhand axe.

However, this time he did not let the broken tentacles fall, but slapped them hard with the side of the axe, sending them flying into the far corner.

He has discovered that, unlike ordinary parasitic beasts, this monster can even eat its own stumps to recover, and its vitality is astonishing.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, slender tentacle, seemingly trying to pick them back up."

Yan Muyun grinned in a way that would make anyone think he was a villain. He swung out two fireballs the size of human heads with both arms from his sides, directly blowing up the tentacles. The hot air waves pushed them to pieces. The tentacles flew towards the corner.

At this moment, Scarlet Roushan finally felt the threat of death, his screams became more and more shrill, and his struggle and resistance suddenly became more violent.

Yan Muyun was just about to take advantage of the victory when he suddenly heard a strange sound.

"Whoosh... whoosh..."

His heart moved slightly, and he looked up to the heights, only to see that nearly a hundred hanging corpses covered with white frost began to shake!

The chains collided and rubbed against each other, making a dull and rough sound. The corpses that were supposed to be dead waved their arms stiffly, twisted their heads, and turned their waists and hips. Each one seemed to be trying hard to break free from the hooks that pierced their feet.

The spores of ordinary parasitic beasts can only parasitize on the bodies of living creatures. After the death of the host, the spores will also die directly. Just like when Yan Muyun faced the parasitic ghost for the first time, as long as he broke the neck of the human host or pierced their heart, they and the spores on their body would instantly become inactive.

However, this scarlet parasitic beast can even attach itself to human corpses and control them!

"Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa..."

First, a corpse fell from a high altitude and fell heavily to the ground. Then came the second, the third... and then the corpses fell like raindrops.

They fell from a height of nearly twenty meters, their heads were flattened or split open, their spines were broken into countless sections, and their limbs were twisted into weird arcs. However, under the control of a strange force, each of them stood up in a weird posture that made people's hair stand on end.

Scarlet tentacles or tumors burst their flesh, waving wildly and aimlessly in mid-air, then supported their bodies and crawled forward quickly, rushing towards the tall figure holding a giant ax in front of the mother's body.

As Yan Muyun watched this scene, brilliant golden flames burst out in his eyes, and the tongues of fire almost came out of his eyes, igniting the ugly mountain of scarlet flesh in front of him.

"You are...looking for death..."