Master of Science and Technology

On this day, in a small city called Gris, people live as usual, they should go to work, they should go to school. It seems that life here is repeated day after day, as if not much change can be seen. But from the perspective of each resident, in fact, every day is changing, adults are improving their lives a little bit, and children are accumulating a little bit of knowledge.

However, people's minds are complicated. Some people yearn for power, some year for money, and some year for power. Some people will feel satisfied and hopeful for the future in the face of such a life. However, some people do not want to rest on the status quo, and have greater ambitions in their hearts.

In a not spacious room, thick curtains blocked the light from the window, making the entire room extremely dark. On a small piece of open space in front of the bed, a rather thin-looking teenager was trying to draw a strange and weird pattern with a small bowl of blood in a bowl.

Gauze was wrapped in the palm of the teenager, and blood stains had been revealed on the gauze, showing the origin of the small bowl of blood. And while he was kneeling on the ground, drawing the weird pattern, his eyes revealed complex expressions of expectation, hatred, and fear. He was expecting something to happen because of hatred, but he was afraid of his expectations, but after all, he finished the pattern on the ground a little bit.

"Hoo!" The boy breathed a long breath, looking at the finished pattern on the ground, his expression on his face also turned firm. Obviously, no matter how much hesitation and fear he had in his heart before this time, he had all been put aside.

The boy bent down and dragged out a box effortlessly from under the bed beside him. Inside the box were a few things, a crumpled piece of paper with the text on it, a few candles that looked like they were pulled from a birthday cake, any dried bat carcasses, a large spider with legs removed, and so on.

The boy lit the small candles and put them in the pattern on the ground, and put the bowl used to hold blood in the center of the pattern. Then, with the knife that cut his palm, he cut the bat's carcass into pieces and threw it into a bowl, and then there were other disgusting animal remains.

The small bowl was filled a little, but the teenager was indifferent, picking up the piece of paper and slowly chanting the words on it. The text on the paper is the text that is common in the world today, but when combined, it does not become a normal sentence.

"Kauta ... Martha Bamo ... Sikra ... Gentamar ..." The boy stumbled and chanted the words on the paper, then passed the paper to the candle to ignite, and threw it In the small bowl.

"boom!"

The ignited paper fell into the bowl, and a sound of deflagration sounded instantly, while a thick black smoke erupted, completely blocking the teenager's sight.

"Khekeke!" The teenager was coughing with black smoke while still staring at the small bowl in the black smoke.

After the black smoke had dissipated, the small bowl finally appeared in the eyes of the teenager again, but the disgusting things in the bowl were gone, replaced by a half-bowl of clear, colorless liquid.

"Roar!" An impersonal growl came out of the room, and then the windows and walls cracked quickly. In the end, with a loud crash, a huge figure emerged from the ruins and stepped on the street through the diffuse dust.

Pedestrians on the street, who were quite leisurely, stopped in doubt as they roared. But soon they regretted their decision. They saw the collapse of the house, the tall terror monster, and the huge shadow hanging over their heads.

It was a giant monster more than 20 meters tall, full of dense pustules, and a lot of pustules continued to flow out of yellow-green pus. The monster's face was like a drowning dead man, with sparse hair on his head, and a handful of thorns like hedgehogs standing upright. The monster's body is very bloated, like a balloon filled with water, as if a piece of skin can be taken out of it.

"Roar!" The monster roared again and kicked heavily towards the ground at the same time.

As this foot fell, pedestrians on the street felt as if an earthquake had occurred, and one by one they had been frightened and their legs were softened. This time they fell to the ground. Some people kept crawling away from the monster, while others were only trembling, and some people took out a thousand miles to express their emotions. Don't get me wrong, they don't have such a terribly entertaining spirit, so they don't want to take pictures at this time to send a circle of friends. Those who took a thousand miles to express themselves were all inconsistent at this time and called the emergency number of the police department.

However, that monster's kick was more than just a shock. After his kick kicked, the whole body shuddered under the feedback power, and a yellow-green mist suddenly emerged from his body. The yellow-green aerosol seems to be formed by the pus on the monster, and it spreads around after being atomized.

"what!"

"This ... what is this ..."

"Help, who will help me!"

"My hand ... my body ..."

The yellow-green mist spread to the surroundings, enclosing the pedestrians who did not escape, and the residents in the surrounding buildings. And as it was shrouded in that mist, the screams and screams of people immediately sounded in the mist. Obviously something terrible was happening to everyone.

On the observation tower of the amusement park, the sisters of the Lin family, Casalo and others are learning the information of the believers of the evil **** from the Transcendental Administration. For Celtic, who knows the truth of the world, there is nothing to hide in this matter, not to mention that everyone does have a common goal.

"Compared to the past, today ’s world, even the civilians, has a pretty good life. Therefore, the temptation given by the believers of evil gods has become dominated by extraordinary powers. This is why we are extraordinary The Administration has recently strengthened the management of the transcendent. "Celt explained to the Lin family and others.

When an evil organization wants to spread evil beliefs, it often starts from the aspect of human existence, such as promising people how to enjoy the afterlife, or ascending to the kingdom of heaven without pain or disaster. What kind of people will accept this temptation? To put it plainly is the person who cannot live, and the person who may be desperate for the future.

But now, although this world is not a fantasy "utopia" and has not yet reached the level of "university in the world," there is at least no problem for people to survive. As long as you go to work, you can support yourself and your family, and you can slowly improve your life. As long as you have enough ability, you will have the opportunity to go to a higher level and become a so-called "man on man."

Under such circumstances, the believers of the evil gods can take the temptations such as "the afterlife" and "the kingdom of heaven". It cannot be said that the completion is unattractive, but it is indeed difficult to obtain much faith.

However, human nature is greedy, and some people will breed more pursuits after having nothing to worry about. In such a world, the existence of the transcendent is a well-known thing, and people will naturally have the pursuit of strength. However, not everyone has the opportunity and ability to obtain extraordinary strength, and some may confess their fate, but there will always be unwilling people.

What if you do n’t want to? Here comes the opportunity for the followers of evil gods.

In fact, not only ordinary people want super power, but super people also want to make themselves stronger. Moreover, being tempted by believers in evil gods will cause far more damage to the world than ordinary people.

The Management of the Transcendent, suddenly strengthened the management of the Transcendent, it is based on this consideration.

"It turned out like that, what effect did you have after doing those things?" Casallo asked.

After hearing Celtic's explanation, Casalo and others have actually been able to understand and agree with the management of the Transcendent Agency. Those grumpy ones, somehow, had some shame for the damage they caused to the Transcendental Administration.

"The effect is still good. At least the inside of the Administration Department has been eliminated, and some extraordinary people have been lured by the believers of evil gods. Another thing is that through the registration management, the Administration Department has also been supplemented in terms of personnel. Extend the power of the Management Agency to more lower-level cities. "As the Deputy Administrator, Celtic responded with a little contentment, which also showed that the side of the Management Agency of the Transcendent, in this time with the other party. The weight in cooperation.

In the small town of Gris, there were more than one change on this day. The cities that were not large were almost abnormal, and the yellow-green mist almost covered the entire city.

Next to the Gris Police House, a group of soldiers in special uniforms rushed out in a building that was recently renovated. These people were wearing black leather coats, with fully-enclosed helmets on their heads, and carrying various tools or weapons of unknown use in their arms. There was no collective deployment, nor was there any mobilization before the war. When these people came out, they immediately dispersed in all directions and left for the places where the mutation occurred.

"Boom boom boom!" A series of explosions sounded.

A special operation team of the Transcendent Management Agency engaged in a battle with a monster more than 20 meters in height. The grenades flew out of their weapons, rushing into the monster's huge body like a bee colony. The explosion sounded, and a flare of fire burst out from the monster's body, with yellow-green pus and flesh splashing around.

Obviously, although this monster looks terrifying and disgusting, its strength is not that difficult. With a wave of explosion attacks, the monster's originally tall and plump body had been blasted with holes, and many wounds even penetrated the bones. However, the series of explosions also made the yellow-green fog in this area much thicker, and in a blink of an eye, it became difficult to see five fingers.

"howl!"

In the thick yellow-green mist, there was a sudden howl unlike the monster. The members of the special operations team haven't waited for their response. One by one, weird figures have come forward, and some even directly pressed people to the ground.

Through the helmet's visual mask, these players finally saw the enemy's appearance after the enemy approached. The enemies who attacked them were clearly those with twisted limbs, and each had obvious ulcers.

"Be alert to me!"

With a roar, a beam of light rose from the thick fog, from the bottom to the top, as if directly into the sky, and then turned into a light rain and fell down. The light rain fell, not only made the dense fog much thinner, but also shot those twisted humans, and shot and killed those monsters that could no longer be called humans.

A wave of monsters has been cleared, and the team members have renewed their spirits and surrounded them with arms in their arms. Among them, a person whose uniform was obviously different from them, retracted the long sword that had been raised before, and pointed the point of the sword at the monster not far away.

"Attack its core position and fight for a wave to solve it!"

Suddenly, grenades, bullets, arrows, and so on, all went towards the designated target.

Although the monster has no sense anymore, in the face of such an attack, he still instinctively wants to protect his lethality. However, in the face of the "high-tech" weapon of the Transcendent Administration, the monster's arms were instantly blasted into fly ash, and the attack then fell on the heart.

This end of the wave of attacks, a giant hole appeared in the monster's chest, where there is any trace of the existence of a half-dimmed nucleus.

After the heart was blasted into **** ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ the monster's body obviously began to accelerate and collapse, just like a wax figure melted by high temperature, in a blink of an eye it became a puddle of water on the ground. However, due to the huge size of the monster, this puddle of water is also quite sufficient, which is simply turning the street into a sewer.

One monster was solved, and the other monsters are not difficult to deal with, but is the side of the transcendent management agency the winner in this confrontation?

According to statistics after the fact, although the casualties of the Transcendent Management Agency were not large, the yellow-green mist of the monsters turned many civilians into distorted monsters. Those twisted monsters, of course, were all killed in the end, and those who were not killed also turned into pus after the monster died. All in all, a mutation that does not last long has caused thousands of casualties to this small city.

Therefore, people always say that destruction is always easier than construction.

The Transcendental Administration Department, even if the action is very fast, even if the enemy is quickly resolved, but the destruction is destruction. Destroyed buildings can be rebuilt, but dead people cannot be resurrected, and the fear and pain caused by disasters to people's hearts cannot be eliminated in a short time. 2k reading network