Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

Everyone looked at the drizzle and felt the gentleness of their skin touching it. The eyes of those caught in the rain were full of understanding and longing.

This is a death rain, the gospel of the end!

Birth, aging, sickness and death are the laws of nature, just like this rain.

"I understand, I understand!" Someone kept murmuring, walked to the only open space, opened his arms, and faced the rain from the sky.

His body was like a candle, slowly melting as if it was lit under the caress of the rain.

Dots of white light, symbolizing death, appeared on the surface of his body,

This is a sign of the soul being melted and reshaped.

In just the blink of an eye, under Wu Heng's gaze, the man's whole body and flesh turned into a pool of blood, leaving only his skin and skeleton scattered on the ground, decaying in an instant and melting into the soil.

Then, people who got wet kept walking out.

Although their bodies were disintegrating, their eyes were full of peace, which was a calm acceptance of death.

The most terrifying thing is,

They were neither affected by hallucinations nor controlled by others. These were all true thoughts from their hearts and their voluntary choices. These people were all convinced by the 'truth'.

It was as if they had seen through life and death, or in other words, they had seen the happiness after death.

"It's really an interesting ability to be able to make people dream about death." Wu Heng was quietly observing the ability of the master of the loop.

Because the trees are lush,

Part of the lush tree canopy temporarily shielded some people from the rain. Those people who were not wetted by any drop of rain saw such a strange situation.

Almost going crazy!

"It's rain, it's the rain of death, there's something wrong with the rain!"

"Yes, look at those people, they all go crazy when they get wet with rain."

"I need an umbrella. Who has one? I'll exchange it with biscuits. I don't want to get wet in the rain. Woohoo."

The remaining people were in a mess, and many of the timid ones even cried out. They had not listened to death's advice and were still afraid of death.

"Look at the sky, these clouds are coming down. This is unscientific!" the old physics man said.

Everyone looked up and saw that the dark clouds in the sky gradually collapsed and almost hung on the treetops, giving people an oppressive feeling like "black clouds are crushing the city."

It seemed like the sky was falling.

Huhu~~! Woohoo~~!

A gentle but bone-penetrating wind, carrying a sad voice, blew from the edge of the dark clouds, blowing the drizzle and stirring the rain, making it impossible for everyone to avoid it.

"well!"

Slit sighed with compassion, held the wound on his left wrist with his right hand, and after reciting a magic spell, a stream of gray energy burst out from the wound.

Scattered on the ground, it turned into a protective shield covering a 20-meter radius.

"Is this the protective shield in the comics?"

"It's Mr. Sleater. He is indeed a man of the country. I love America."

"I don't know if I can prevent it. This cloud won't hit the ground, right?!"

When everyone saw the protective shield appearing, they immediately saw the hope of survival, and they all focused their attention on Slite.

field?

No! It's just similar, at most a little bit similar to Lake. Wu Heng's eyes flashed and he saw Slite's true strength.

The wind and rain all around gradually started to roar.

Like the last cry and hesitation of life, the swirling rain was blocked by the protective shield surrounding everyone.

In the thick black clouds,

Suddenly, streaks of black mist appeared, and they began to squirm one after another, like a group of entangled snakes, constantly crawling back and forth.

The whole dark cloud comes alive!

‘Crack--! ’

A green lightning flashed across. This strange lightning was like a fuse, and countless yellow eyes suddenly lit up in the clouds.

Each squirming black mist sprouted a pair of eyes, and the mist in front of them turned into a skull-like appearance.

This dark cloud is actually a dark cloud condensed by countless black mist evil spirits.

Previously, the death characteristics attached to the clouds turned them into pure black mist, but now they have revealed their original form.

These fog ghosts,

They were all the tragic dead who listened to the gospel of ‘death’ and melted into the rain.

‘Woooooo! ’

The cry was so familiar, but even more piercing.

It turns out that the 'woo-woo' sound in the cool breeze just now was actually the unwilling cry of a dead soul. Now that I hear this unwillingness more clearly,

Only then did everyone understand.

As for the reason for their whimpering, it is naturally because: death will not lie to people, but those who control death will!

Someone used death to enslave them and transform them into what they are today.

The evil spirits in the dark clouds suddenly became silent, and then, as if they had received some kind of order, they began to twist violently, and one after another broke away from the clouds and rushed towards the protective shield below.

They fall vertically, as if the sky is tilting.

Wu Heng raised his head and looked at the group of evil spirits dragging black mist bodies, like smoke monsters, and thought to himself.

"This strange form actually seems to come from some kind of transformation."

A greed suddenly arose in his heart.

However, the body still sat on the ground and did not move rashly. After all, the master of the loop behind the scenes had not yet appeared.

Faced with this sense of oppression, Slit couldn't help it.

He completely untied the bandage on his left wrist, turned the flesh along the wound, and transformed into a 'tyrant' again, shouting towards the sky:

"Hello, unknown being, this is just a misunderstanding. We came here unintentionally and have no ill intentions."

"If there is any offense, please tell us. As long as you give us a way out, we will apologize and correct it."

Slitt also noticed it now.

In this case, he has determined that there is definitely a black hand controlling the rain behind.

"Let us go, we are just ordinary people and have not done anything bad."

"Please, my father is in the hospital, I want to see him"

"My family has prepared the meal and I want to go home!" Seeing this, everyone shouted to the sky.

But the only response to them was the fog demons that continued to come.

"In that case, don't blame me for being cruel!" Seeing that the other party ignored him, Slitt simply made up his mind.

He struggled to support the protective shield, resisting the attacks of the fog ghosts in the sky, and rushed to a dense tree with a flash.

He reached out and grabbed one of the tall and thin young men like a stick.

"Master of this place, if you don't want to show up and just want us to die, then I will kill all of them and then annihilate myself, and I will make sure that no one will get out alive." Slit shouted.

'Crack! '

While he was speaking, he had already squeezed the throat of the thin young man with one hand.

A stream of gray gas gushed out of his wrist, covering the young man's body, and after a circle, the body turned into ashes.

He dodged again,

this time pinching a woman about 40 or 50 years old, and waited quietly in place.

Everyone in the protective shield was stunned. He was not a countryman, but a hero. Why did he suddenly start killing taxpayers?

Wu Heng saw this scene and gave two words in his heart: "Smart."

I originally thought that Slit was full of saintly heart and planned to protect everyone, but I didn't expect Slit to be a smart man.

Like him,

he guessed that the owner of the loop must have some purpose to get so many ordinary people out.

Slit made a protective shield, which was not protection at all, but kidnapping.

Everyone inside has become his hostage.

Seeing that begging for mercy didn't work, Slit decided to change his strategy and become a kidnapper. The subtext at this time was:

"Mysterious man, although these people you need, they have been kidnapped by me. If you don't come out to negotiate, I will kill them all, and then I will commit suicide, and I promise not to leave you anything!"

In order to survive,

everyone has become his bargaining chip for negotiation.

At this time, many fog ghosts are still attacking Slit, and the protective shield is already in danger. Seeing this, he once again crushed the woman in his hand to death.

Once again, he picked up two passengers and looked quietly outside the protective shield. The meaning is very clear.

"If you continue to attack, I will kill two this time!

If you attack again, I will add more, and if you attack again, I will add more

Until everyone in the protective shield is killed."

At this time, the owner of the loop hidden in the dark was indeed a little stunned. He had never seen such an operation before!

What is this?

The hostages actually kidnapped another group of hostages, and threatened the kidnappers that "if there is no negotiation, they will kill the hostages, kill all the other hostages, and then commit suicide", so that the kidnappers will not get anything and will get into trouble?

Faced with this unconventional way of playing cards, the large group of fog ghosts outside suddenly stagnated.

And Slit, who saw that it was effective, became more cautious and kept a close eye on the people in the protective shield.

As for the insignificant favor that Yulia had helped him before,

in the face of life and death, it didn't matter.

Yulia, who realized this, looked back at Wu Heng apologetically. She didn't expect the environment here to be so weird, which was beyond the imagination of ordinary people. She was afraid that she couldn't do what she said.

Wu Heng didn't respond. He was staring blankly at the foggy evil spirits outside the protective shield, as if thinking about something.

Slit's hands gradually exerted force,

the faces of the two people in his hands were already red, their feet were in the air, and they were kicking hard, trying to break free and get some oxygen.

The fog ghosts in the sky actually stopped attacking and surrounded them, like a pack of wolves.

The dark night in the woods was suddenly separated,

like a slit in a curtain, revealing the sunlight outside, but it was not so bright, and the light was at dusk when the sun set.

At the end of the separated passage was a hill.

A mysterious figure,

sitting cross-legged on a stone. Because of the dim light, ordinary people could not see the other person's face at all, and could only see the outline of the black shadow.

Wu Heng finally retracted his gaze from staring at the sky, and after trying his best to restrain his momentum, he looked at the hill.

It was a young man with yellow hair and side bangs,

who looked about 26 or 27 years old. He was wearing a black slim suit and sunglasses.

And the other party was not on a stone, but sitting cross-legged on the hood of a convertible off-road vehicle, holding a black and white game handheld in his hands, which should have been released at this time.

As the passage opened, he put down the handheld, opened his hands, and hugged the sky.

As he moved, a fog ghost suddenly jumped out from behind him and appeared in the air behind him.

These fog ghosts are bigger and stronger than those in the dark clouds. They are like plasticine, with strange shapes.

Gorilla heads, Frankenstein heads, monster heads, shark heads with human heads in them. Each fog ghost has a different appearance condensed from fog.

Some of them merged together to form fog ghosts that were ten times larger and had multiple eyes. These things were just like the wood tumors at the wound of a tree, growing wantonly.

The figure sitting cross-legged on the hill did a backflip and fell into the driving seat of the convertible off-road vehicle. He started the car and sprayed a cloud of black exhaust gas with the roar of the engine.

The off-road vehicle drove towards the crowd along the passage, and many powerful fog ghosts followed closely behind, floating.

It looked like a warrior leading the charge,

but the style of the painting was seriously inconsistent.

Wu Heng's eyes flashed. The car driven by the other party was just an ordinary 1ang GT 500, which had not even been modified.

The young man in sunglasses drove the car and slowly circled the protective shield.

The fog ghosts behind him made strange noises.

Slit inside the protective shield, regardless of the struggle of the two people in his hands, looked alert and said in a low voice: "Are you the owner of this place?"

"I don't know what taboo we have committed, but it is definitely unintentional. We just came here by coincidence. I wonder if you can let us go?"

'Chi——! ' The off-road vehicle drifted, and the front of the car was aimed at Slit, and the young man in the car grinned.

"You misunderstood!"

"What do you mean?" Slit felt that there was a chance.

"You came here not by coincidence, but I deliberately pulled you here. After all, it's too boring to be alone, and I want to have some fun." The young man in sunglasses said.

"You" Slit shouted angrily, but suddenly said: "No, since you are looking for fun, you won't stop for these people."

After that, he pinched the couple in his hand to death and picked up the two again.

Ordinary people in the protective cover, oppressed by Slit's momentum, even had difficulty walking, let alone hiding.

Seeing this scene, the young man in sunglasses suddenly laughed. He also honked the car horn for a while to match the laughter, making a "beep beep" sound, and then he said with a smile:

"Hahaha, you are very smart, it seems that I can't fool you. I admit that these people are indeed useful to me!"

He seemed to be smiling indifferently, but he was actually angry. These people were all selected by him and were qualified to be "referees".

Especially the location of this time and space loop is in the sky.

It is impossible to go to some special places out of curiosity like on land, and then disappear.

Then their disappearance will attract more curious people to track down the traces of the missing and keep queuing up to send resources.

And because of the "death" characteristic, he can't go out, so it's actually difficult for him to meet living people.

For this reason,

he thought of the priests in the Bible, those who can convey faith. He doesn't need any faith, just a group of people who can help him judge the life and death of others, and then collect souls.

He doesn't want to be trapped here for a lifetime like being in prison.

"No, you still misunderstood."

"The reason I came out is not to negotiate with you for a few ordinary people, but..." The voice of the young man in sunglasses suddenly stretched out.

Then he stretched his left hand to the sky and suddenly clenched it into a fist.

The light in the passage suddenly dimmed, as if he had grasped it in his hand. The fog ghosts behind him wailed shrilly, as if celebrating what was about to happen. (End of this chapter)