End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

In the white town, gray snowflakes fluttered, and many rusty cars were parked on the dead streets. A group of people shuttled through the mist, surrounded by hazy scenes.

The FBI's special armed tactical unit led by the hooked nose is an elite selected from thousands of people. But now, a cloud of fear hangs over everyone's hearts. It's hard for these elders to be associated with the elite because of their trembling appearance.

It would be fine if there were two monsters attacking from time to time, but they didn't encounter anything along the way, except for thick fog. His nerves were already stretched to the limit, and any slightest disturbance would make them feel like they were facing an enemy.

Emotions can be contagious, especially the negative emotions of terror, which are extremely contagious, and once it becomes a climate, it will be an irresistible nightmare.

Even the hooked nose, which has always been calm and composed, felt a little terrified at the moment. This fear came from the unknown and also from the companions, because they followed the directions on the map to the church, but as they walked, they felt more and more that the road...was a bit long!

The person who led the way was still a 'map', because he lost his way continuously, and he no longer had confidence in his abilities. After getting lost again, his clothes were soaked in cold sweat, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water.

"Did we go the wrong way...it's the same as before." Hooked nose with livid face, whispered to Russell beside him.

Russell was categorical: "No!"

The road from the entrance of Silent Hill to the church is the main road, or a straight line. The road signs show that they have been walking on this main road, and it is impossible to go wrong.

As for the distance, it's a lot longer than it looks...

Russell didn't think there was anything wrong with it. In his subconscious mind, horror movies were so pissy. What's wrong with walking a little longer now? Surprises are yet to come!

He dared to guarantee that there must be more than one monster blocking the way at the door of the church later.

There was panic and arguing in the team. Hooked Nose knew that they were too nervous to keep calm, so he immediately ordered: "Listen, everyone, don't hold back your strength, and move forward at full speed."

Negative emotions need to be vented, even running a few steps is good, at least it can relieve the tense nerves.

When the team members heard this, they immediately ran forward like huskies who had left their hands. With hooked noses, they secretly thought of trouble, and shouted to maintain their formation and chase after them.

Russell followed Hooked Nose. With his physical fitness, it doesn't matter if he ran like this the whole time. Out of kindness, he reminded him: "Captain, I suggest to slow down, otherwise the physical exertion will be too much, and the monsters will happen to appear again. Fun! But it's big."

The hooked nose said angrily: "Shut up, I don't want to hear this now."

"I'll just say it casually, how can it be such a coincidence..."

"Woo~~~~~~~"

With the sound of the alarm, the inner world began to erode the outer world, and a heat wave ignited invisibly, and the ground and walls peeled off like scorching, as if there was a large coal furnace hidden deep underground.

Russell and Hooked Nose looked at each other, Hooked Nose's eyes were full of anger, and Russell was a little embarrassed. He swore to keep his crow's mouth shut, and then promised not to speak.

"Hiss~~"

"Giggle~~~~"

Before the monster appeared, the gloomy and gloomy voice sounded first, making one's hairs shudder.

"Shit, run, run!"

Traces of erosion came from all directions, and it would be too late to turn around at this time, Hooked Nose could only order to flee in the direction of the church.

He was right, in the rear, densely packed monsters hunched over, or staggered over, or crawled on the ground, blocking the entire road.

Hooked Nose's order was timely, but the fact is that the team members had already fled in panic before he gave the order. He was extremely speechless, and when he looked at Russell next to him, two legs stepped out of the phantom, and they disappeared with a whoosh.

The hooked nose cursed secretly,

Follow Russell at the fastest speed and rush towards the church.

Without Bolt's character card, Russell is still the fastest person in the team, with big strides and high frequency. He rushed to the front in a few strides. Can't catch up.

Under the erosion of the inner world, the sky was dark, and with the help of the dark red flash, Russell faintly saw the shadow of the cross. It was a five or six-story cathedral with a huge cross on the roof, which was also the source of the shrill sirens.

"Quick, run to the church and you'll be safe!"

There was a hook-nosed shout behind him, being chased by a group of monsters, and they were not running slowly, but Russell stopped in the cemetery in front of the church.

The vulgar routine is not much different from what he imagined. Monsters with strange shapes block the way. These monsters have no arms or faces, only chests or open mouthparts, as if tightly wrapped by a layer of skin , Just looking at it has a sense of suffocation.

The monsters let out weird and ugly roars, twisted their bodies and walked towards Russell, there were hundreds of them.

Russell took a deep breath, pulled out the dogleg knife at the back waist, and tried hard to recall the characteristics of this monster. Panicked footsteps approached from behind, and the team members had arrived one by one. Looking at the disgusting monster, they didn't have the slightest fighting spirit, but they could only choose to fight.

This group of people is an elite, an elite combat force. Even without hot weapons in hand, it is unambiguous to use dogleg knives in close combat. Cooperating in pairs, every time a knife is cut, the head of a monster can be chopped off.

I have personally confirmed that this group of monsters is not as scary as imagined, and can be killed just like ordinary life. The confidence of the team members has greatly increased, and the speed of killing them has become faster and faster.

Russell suddenly heard the monster's attack method, which would spray corrosive liquid from his breath, and immediately reminded loudly: "Be careful, don't be attacked by monsters..."

Crash! ! !

A team member chopped off the monster's head, and before he could turn around, he was cut down by the black liquid as thick as pitch.

Maybe it was a strong acid, or maybe it was a strong alkali. In short, the team member's coat was quickly corroded, and the sizzling sound was accompanied by black smoke. He himself was also wailing in pain, gradually peeling off his skin to reveal pink flesh.

Continuous jets of black liquid came over, and the team member fell to the ground in pain, his twisted body twitching and shrinking. In the end, only the size of a baby was left, shaped like dead wood, surrounded by a pool of black water.

The death is terrible!

The monsters kept approaching, and the casualties of team members increased. In the case of losing contact with the outside world, there is no difference between injury and death. If it is true, it is better to be injured than to die directly.

Russell slashed off the head of the monster in front of him, turned around and slashed again, sweeping away at the chest of the monster that was about to spray venom at him. With his strength and the sharpness of the dogleg knife, he easily cut the attacking monster in half.

Substances resembling intestines and viscera spilled all over the ground. Russell ignored the nausea and lowered his head to avoid the venom that hit in mid-air.

The hooked nose is full of dangers. His ability is ineffective against monsters, and he is not good at close combat. His clothes were stained with venom, and he survived by taking them off in time and throwing them out.

Several screams sounded, and two more team members died one after another.

The cathedral was right in front of them, but they couldn't rush through it, and they felt urgent and dangerous. To make matters worse, the situation became more and more unfavorable, and the chasing monsters also rushed over.

A cloud of ashes fluttered behind Russell, and the tall and strong body gradually stared at it, and it materialized into a person over three meters tall, wearing a triangular iron helmet, and holding a big knife that was almost the same height as him.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho——"

Aggressive roar!

The sound of howling wind suddenly hit, Russell's pupils shrank, and he turned around suddenly to protect the dog-leg knife in front of him.

Boom! !

Sparks flew everywhere, and the surging power spread along his arms to his whole body. Russell was sent flying, and rolled twice after landing. When he got up, he felt severe pain in every part of his body, and a line of blood flowed down his forehead, soaking his left eye.

A black figure fell at Russell's feet with a hooked nose. He was worse than Russell. He was punched by the triangle head and his right arm was broken. He almost didn't recover.

Russell lowered his head and glanced at the hooked nose: "Don't you want to test my ability? Look carefully, only this time!"

"System, use 'Character Card: Temple Guard'!"

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