Global Distortion: The Mutation Frenzy of Billions of Lives

Rain of filth and blood.

The second wave of mutation.

This is a crisis, but it is also an opportunity. It depends on whether you can grasp it.

Yang Feng stood there, feeling the endless power in his body.

He didn't seem to have changed much, but he felt something was different, and he vaguely exuded a special aura that was different from ordinary people.

"Someone still defected..."

Yang Feng had long noticed that Xu Qing had defected and fled with several members, but in the process of being baptized by the blood rain, he had no time to care about those clowns.

Blood Hunt, there are 5 people left.

They all undergo special transformations and gradually develop special abilities that are most suitable for them.

Ryuji.

The layer of strong reproductive armor covering his whole body was shattered.

Mist.

Long Er's whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, both real and fake, vaguely visible.

"The ability to become invisible?"

"No."

"The essence of his body has also changed, which is really amazing."

Yang Feng's six eyes can see through Long Er's essence. The body hidden in the mist is no longer an ordinary flesh and blood body...

Two-headed man.

Han Meixin and Shirley Lin.

Her change was definitely the biggest. The half of her body below her waist and abdomen turned directly into the shape of a spider.

The huge chassis is more than two meters in diameter, covered with a layer of frightening fluff, and more joints extend from the whole body, each one as sharp as a scalpel.

The upper body is two-headed.

The lower body is a giant spider.

With an appearance like this, it would definitely scare people to death when walking out.

Sumanman.

The huge mouth of the abyss of greed that tore her abdomen, and the rings of sharp lamprey-like teeth all turned into a deep purple color, constantly seeping out corrosive saliva mucus.

Purple Phantom Crystal.

The huge mouth of Greedy Abyss swallowed a large amount of mud crushed by tanks, numbering in the tens of thousands... Coupled with the secondary transformation of Filthy Blood Rain, he broke through the shackles and completed the promotion.

Look carefully.

That mouth that seemed to come from hell was not connected to her stomach at all, but led straight to the bottom of some evil abyss, constantly overflowing with even more evil and terrifying auras.

"Main force."

Yang Feng's eyes flickered.

These three members will become his main generals.

In the apocalyptic disaster, soldiers are more valuable than more. Those who have been able to go through layers of cruel fighting and reach this point are all elite soldiers and generals with great potential.

As for the consumables that died and defected... they were just losers who survived the fittest.

in addition.

Two other members of the Blood Hunt chose to stay.

One of them was tall and muscular, nearly 2 meters tall, with ferocious muscles all over his body. The surface of his body seemed to have a layer of azure stainless steel, reflecting the metallic luster.

The other person is even more special.

His spine was severely deformed, a large piece of skin broke through, and a pair of thick wings extended out, and his eyes were also deformed.

Rare ability! !

This man can fly in the sky.

In the early days of the apocalypse... most monsters have no anti-air capabilities and are almost invincible when flying in the air.

After a while.

Everyone woke up from the transformation of Blood Rain.

"Owner."

"leader."

They knelt on the ground respectfully and looked at Yang Feng with a slight change in their eyes.

It’s different.

This tyrant... is different in some places, but I can't tell where it is. It gives people a special feeling that is difficult to describe.

More free and easy?

Greater?

More brutal?

More mysterious?

These descriptions are not accurate, as if there is no word to describe the difference.

It can only be replaced by 'indescribable'.

"Why didn't you two defect together?"

Yang Feng first walked up to the two Blood Hunter members and asked with a faint smile.

"leader."

"My family and friends are all dead."

"I... don't know why I am still alive. I can only take one step at a time."

"I can't think of what to do after defecting."

The strong man spoke first, but his eyes were full of confusion, as if he had lost the direction of living.

"Are you living for the sake of living?"

Yang Feng didn't find it strange. Most of the survivors after the disaster were in this state, not knowing why they were living.

Take one step, count one step.

Live one day, count one day at a time.

Life has lost its meaning. Even if he rebels and escapes from Yang Feng, he doesn't know where to go.

"Then keep working for me."

"This is what you live for."

Yang Feng patted him on the shoulder and continued: "From today on, I will call you King Kong."

"yes."

King Kong replied in a deep voice, being given a slave-like meaning, which was better than living like a walking zombie.

"What about you?"

Yang Feng looked at another man with wings on his back.

The man's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's and he had his own ideas.

"I know how much I weigh."

"When a disaster breaks out, it will be difficult for me to survive with my own abilities."

"Being attached to a strong person like you is the best choice, and you eat meat... We can also drink soup occasionally, and there are many opportunities to become stronger!!"

This person is very purposeful and has a very flexible mind. He has his own set of views and ideas.

I have to say.

His method can indeed greatly increase the chance of survival. Those who are not strong enough will have to hold on to a stable thick leg.

"Um."

"Nice look."

Yang Feng somewhat admired this guy, especially his sharp eyes like an eagle.

"You have wings on your back, let's call you Flying Eagle from now on."

Yang Feng has officially taken him under his wing, and he is of great value for continued training.

"yes."

Feiying also said with great respect.

Boom, boom, boom! !

At this time.

Within the huge crack, there were waves of roaring sounds again.

Thick tentacles that are hundreds of meters long are entangled with each other, and the suckers with a large number of spikes pierce into each other's bodies, bursting out a large amount of filthy slurry.

hyperplasia.

heal.

A crazy and twisted fusion.

The huge crack was quickly enveloped by a large mass of squirming flesh, forming a terrifying monster like a bloody pustule.

What exactly is that?

Where did the huge crack come from? ?

"The alien rift is closed."

Yang Feng looked at the huge flesh sac in the distance. He saw something was gestating in the squirming flesh. It seemed that he was using a special method to block the cracks and resist the enemy's attack.

Opportunity.

This is also a great opportunity, and only the powerful can get it.

"Master, what on earth is that?"

Sumanman and the blood hunters also felt the terror of the giant blood-colored flesh bag, and Yang Feng seemed to know something about it.

"Alien rift."

Yang Feng said these four words again.

He had a dark experience in his previous life, so he naturally knew the information about the alien rift.

"Do you know about superposition space?"

"We believe that the universe is a superposition state, and the real space is just one of the states."

"Scientists believe that there is a completely opposite mirror world on the opposite side of the physical world, and everything there is antimatter."

Yang Feng talked about some scientific concepts.

Superposition of space, mirror universe, antimatter energy.

All of this is too abstract and difficult for ordinary people to understand. It is simply a bible.

"Some scientists once proposed that eight different degrees are superimposed in space, existing at different frequencies."

"It's actually much more than that."

"You turn on the radio and there are different channels, different programs."

"You open up the real space, and there are different channels and different entities."

Yang Feng's words became increasingly difficult to understand.

My brain is a bit exhausted.

"Reality is a kind of space."

"Dreams are also a kind of space."

"The remnants of consciousness, people's seeming obsessions, resentment and sadness... all exist in another space."

"They are superimposed in the same place at the same time, but you can only touch the real material."

In a space, different states are superimposed.

Your soul is in a spiritual space.

Your body is in a material space.

The two are not separated, but are superimposed, integrated with each other, and even have some connections.

Yang Feng took out a corpse tumor and his expression became more serious.

"This is a corpse tumor, which contains spiritual essence that can distort all things."

"Ectoplasm...is a kind of antimatter."

Yang Feng's words shocked everyone.

Although most of the content is difficult to understand, I have still heard of the famous name [antimatter].

Experts often introduce and brag.

One gram of antimatter is worth one quadrillion dollars.

One gram of antimatter can keep a train running for millions of years.

One gram of antimatter is many times more powerful than a nuclear bomb.

This thing that ordinary people can't understand seems to be the ultimate weapon and energy.

But...a small corpse tumor actually contains antimatter energy? ?

"It's not of this world."

"The filthy residual thoughts turned into sand and exploded another alien space."

"The Sea of ​​Life breaks the barrier of space and can only pour the spiritual gravel into the material space, which is why the evolution of all things is distorted."

Yang Feng finally explained.

On the first day of the apocalypse, the brilliant ocean in the sky and the scattered spiritual gravel were the so-called antimatter energy.

They allow all things to evolve.

They mutate everything.

This is the truth of the end times.

Everyone in the Blood Hunters almost dropped their jaws in shock.

Yang Feng's remarks were like those of a scientific expert, and their content was quite explosive even in a civilized era! !

Alien space.

Alien rift.

Superimposed worlds of different frequencies.

The spiritual gravel sprinkled by the Sea of ​​Life turned out to be the antimatter energy that scientists boasted about.

"Master, how do you know so much..."

In the end, Sumanman couldn't hold back and asked this somewhat arrogant question.

Yang Feng slowly turned around.

He grabbed Su Manman's chin, ran his fingers across her delicate cheeks, and showed his signature devilish smile.

"If you shouldn't ask, don't ask."

The cold voice made Sumanman tremble all over. He knelt down respectfully again and lowered his head deeply.

"The alien rift still needs some time to grow."

Yang Feng looked at the giant bloody flesh sac in the distance again. According to his experience, it would take some time to create a bigger 'opportunity'.

If you destroy it now, the opportunity gained will be incomplete.

Although... it will be extremely dangerous at that time, but you can't get the tiger cub without risking your life.

If you want to get the real good stuff, how can you do it without taking some risks? ?

"Let's go."

"When the time comes, we will come back to harvest it."

Yang Feng waved his hand and asked the Blood Hunter members to leave with him.

Come back?

Harvest?

Everyone looked at each other.

Tyrant Yang Feng... Could it be that he wants to enter this alien rift! ! !

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[I'm sorry, because there is too much information in the first two chapters, I have excessive thinking, resulting in a large amount of brains escaping]

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