Global Distortion: The Mutation Frenzy of Billions of Lives

It's here.

The end of the world is here.

It's twelve o'clock midnight.

It's like a dull bell ringing, echoing over the entire city.

A ray of aurora streaked across the sky, and the colorful glass lights fell, as if reflecting an infinitely extended Milky Way, which was so beautiful that it was intoxicating.

"Mom, look."

"Aurora, aurora, the aurora on TV!!"

An innocent little girl pointed at the glass aurora on the horizon, jumped up excitedly, and led her family over.

Yang Feng squinted his eyes and looked at the beautiful scenery, but his mood was extremely complicated.

The Sea of ​​Life.

That is the embodiment of the Sea of ​​Life.

Every blade of grass, every flower, and every tree has a spirit.

Whether it is human beings, plants, or birds and beasts, after death, they will return to the original place---the Sea of ​​Life.

It is everywhere.

It belongs to another world.

All the remaining memories of all living things will be cleansed in the sea of ​​life, just like drinking Meng Po soup in the legend, removing all impurities.

Pure spirits, after being cleansed by the sea of ​​life, will come again.

They become flowers, grass, birds, beasts, insects in the soil, or children in the incubator of the hospital.

Too much gravel.

There are too many gravels to be washed.

Entertainment, desire, money, power, pain, struggle, helplessness, collapse, extinction...

All of everything, a large number of thoughts and ideas, and the remaining filth have infected the entire sea of ​​life, bringing the entire ecosystem to the brink of collapse.

Tilt.

The remaining filthy gravel can only be dumped back into the real world.

Crash.

Crash.

The endless stream of light in the sky is like a broken silver bottle, sprinkling countless shining gravels, falling to the world like light rain.

Beautiful.

So beautiful.

The golden gravel embellishes the Milky Way.

The light rain was so sacred, accompanied by the breeze, it slowly fell on people's bodies.

"So comfortable~~"

"Is this a miracle?"

"Hurry up, let's drink more, maybe it can drive away all diseases and prolong life!!"

Under the light rain, people accepted the sand and gravel sprinkled by the Sea of ​​Life, and waves of comfortable feelings came, warm and refreshing.

They were not real rain.

The light spots penetrated into the skin, drilled into the body, and gradually melted and dissolved.

Spiritual gravel.

They are filth.

They are resentment.

They are desires.

They are dirty things that the Sea of ​​Life cannot handle! !

Blood vessels bulged and burst, and countless people's bodies were seriously deformed. The pure spirits in their bodies were polluted, causing their bodies to mutate wildly.

The eyes were full of blood-red filaments.

The greedy desire made the mouth full of sharp teeth.

The black and sharp nails wrapped around the entire finger, extending like a sharp knife.

Uh uh uh uh uh.

Uh uh uh uh uh.

Many people let out low roars that were not human.

With the fall of a large amount of light rain and the invasion of countless filth, the consciousness of the infected became increasingly blurred, and finally they completely turned into monsters.

Roar, roar, roar, roar! !

Roar, roar, roar, roar! !

With terrible roars, the monsters frantically pounced on the people around them, trying to plunder fresh energy.

There were even more terrible things.

Those huge tumors that had grown, and the translucent organic matter with strange and deformed substances, grew wildly under the irrigation and moisture of the light rain.

Monsters.

One after another, the deformed monsters drilled out of the tumors, making even more terrifying and trembling roars.

Hell.

Everything downstairs became a picture scroll of hell.

It is impossible to describe the tragic scenes. All you can see is the monsters chasing innocent people, and the shrill screams are endless.

Under the washing of the light rain.

The whole world seemed to be burning in a raging fire. Not only the mutated humans, but also the plants and animals, had undergone special deformations.

The flames burned the world.

This was a great cleanup of the end of the world.

This was a final reckoning of the remaining filth.

This was... a mutation frenzy of trillions of lives!!!

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The light rain was dripping.

Yang Feng stood in front of the window, his cold eyes flickering, the corners of his mouth kept rising, revealing an excited expression.

With a thought.

The mark on his forehead gradually spread out.

The inky black color completely covered the entire cheek, and both the eyes, nose and ears were replaced by a mirror-like dark color.

Only an extremely exaggerated mouth occupied a small half of the ghost face, from the position of the left ear root to the right ear root.

Open the window.

Yang Feng opened his bloody mouth, and a sticky tongue stretched out, tasting the light rain falling from the eaves.

Delicious.

It was really delicious.

Spiritual gravel contains the remaining filthy consciousness.

Whether it is the obsession with money, the desire for power, or the twisted and crazy love... they are all the most delicious seasoning.

"These negative emotions can make me stronger."

"The dark gold rare ghost face can devour these filthy, horrible spiritual gravel, but it is my nutritional supplement."

Yang Feng felt very satisfied. The ghost face gave him a big surprise again.

The distortion of the spirit.

There are some people who are determined and able to survive the initial mutation, thereby gaining powerful power and becoming the evolvers that countless people dream of.

But...evolvers are also divided into strong and weak. If you want to gain stronger power, you must deepen the degree of distortion.

Explain in another sentence.

The more powerful the evolver is, the more he needs to give up his humanity and accept special aberrations, which will most likely turn him into a monster in the end! !

This is an unsolvable question.

In the ten years of the dark apocalypse, people first longed for power, but in the end people were afraid of power, fearing that they would one day be unable to hold on and become deformed and twisted aliens.

The ghost face is not afraid.

It can actually feed on spiritual gravel.

This is probably the true power of the dark gold-level artifact.

hunting.

hunt.

"Don't waste a day."

"I want to hunt, plunder more ectoplasm, and be the first to become the strongest without anyone noticing!!"

Yang Feng licked his dark, mirror-like cheeks with his slippery tongue, turned around and left the room, preparing to go downstairs.

Crazy.

Outside the apartment, there are monsters everywhere, and even more terrifying alien species.

Yang Feng actually wanted to launch a cruel hunting operation on the first day of this apocalypse! !

Not a moment can be lost.

No moment can be wasted.

Get stronger, get stronger, get stronger, get stronger, get stronger! !

I want all those who betrayed me, all those who bullied me, and all those who insulted me in my previous life to be torn to pieces in the most tragic way and with the most cruel techniques! !

Yang Feng came to the second floor of the apartment and opened the window.

He looked at several rotting corpses downstairs, chasing the poor fleeing humans, with their whole faces extremely distorted. He stepped on the outdoor unit of the air conditioner and jumped down.