Nightmare Attack

Layers of figures clung to the stone plate. The mysterious woman was pierced through the chest with a spear by the leading man. Blood sprayed out like ink, staining the white dress and the lips of the intruders red.

Without any resistance, the woman just watched indifferently as they rushed forward, hacked her to pieces with the weapons in their hands, and then pounced on her hungrily, gnawing at her remains like a pack of hungry wolves.

Those who had no chance to pounce could only crowd around outside, licking the blood that spread from inside and flowed to the ground with a satisfied look on their faces.

All of this takes place on a stone plate shrouded in light blood red. The whole picture is filled with a texture similar to that of an oil painting. Against the backdrop of the night, it reflects a sad and desolate dark tone.

Chenran was immersed in the influence of the carvings on their subconscious with a look of enjoyment. He didn't think there was anything wrong with the actions of the townspeople, but the only thing that made him regretful was that there was no suitable background music at this moment.

Such a very religious mass-style picture is succumbed to the lack of commensurate background music.

What a waste of resources.

It was like waking up in the afternoon on the Croatian beach, with the turquoise water spread out in front of me, and the waiter walking quietly with his sleeves rolled up. Everything was so harmonious and comfortable.

But the next second, the waiter with an impeccable smile first picked up the red wine from Tuscany and poured it on the caviar, and then picked up a handful of caviar and put it on your face.

This is Chenran’s understanding of the picture.

Such an understanding is obviously not what Jiang Cheng, who is still struggling near the food and clothing line, can think of.

The woman had been covered by the dense crowd of figures. In the process, she did not struggle, nor did she make any sound.

Jiang Cheng forced himself to move his attention away from the woman, his eyes reflecting a faint light.

His eyes wandered around the stone plate. He was not a hunter. This was just an instinct to survive when he was extremely calm.

This picture also gave him a sense of discomfort, but he keenly felt that there was also a strange sense of dissonance hidden in this discomfort.

For Jiang Cheng, the discomfort was just the impact of the picture. After all, in a modern society with relatively sound legal concepts, tragedies such as cannibalism rarely occur.

The murderer will even be given the title of demon, such as a certain ogre.

But the feeling of disobedience is different, which means something is wrong.

After a moment, his pupils shrank suddenly.

found it

There is something wrong with those who rushed up to the stone plate!

No, not those people, but that woman!

The stone plate was already crowded with people, some were eating meat, while most of the less fortunate people were gathered nearby, kneeling on the ground greedily and licking the blood.

A rough estimate was that there would be no less than a few dozen people on the stone plate, and no less than a hundred people gathered around the stone plate.

The entire stone plate was almost stained red with blood.

Where did all the blood come from?

There is only one woman on the stone plate. Counting the old man and the little girl with only half of her body left, there are only three people. How could this happen?

etc!

When his eyes swept over the little girl's remains, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but pause. He saw the corners of the little girl's eyes raised slightly, and the corners of her mouth even wider.

She's actually smiling?

This little girl who was brutally split in half and left dead on the stone plate was actually smiling? !

The next moment, his gaze suddenly zoomed away, and even with Jiang Cheng's calmness, his breathing began to become rapid.

The man whose limbs were cut off and thrown aside, the woman who had her abdomen cut open, her head chopped off and pierced with a spear like a trophy, the head of the old man standing on the ground, and the butchered man covered in blood. children

All the people who were killed were laughing.

Their plain white faces were soaked in blood, but it didn't hinder their weird smiling faces.

What's even more frightening is that Jiang Cheng can clearly feel that this smile comes from the heart.

They did not resent the people who slaughtered them, on the contrary, there was a feeling similar to gratitude.

Grateful for killing their invaders.

Why?

"Kakaka-"

Continuous and detailed sounds echoed in Jiang Cheng's ears, and the picture in his mind began to change, and the blood-colored barrier that appeared before began to slowly rotate.

His heart couldn't help but tremble, and a piece of news like an order crashed into his mind. Something terrible was about to begin.

The next second, the people on the stone plate fell to the ground one after another. They were struggling and rolling in the blood, as if they were experiencing extreme pain.

Everyone opened their mouths wide, as if roaring.

But even if the corners of their mouths were about to burst, Jiang Cheng still couldn't hear their voices.

A middle-aged man twitching on the ground stared at his arm. The skin on his arm slowly swelled, pulled, and pulled again, and finally turned blood red and transparent.

The next second, a thick bone spur burst out of the body, and a pair of bone spurs similar to fish fins actually grew on the man's arm.

The mutation spread like a plague. The back of a man who looked like a boy was torn apart. The skin under his clothes was bloody and bloody. The exposed spine was even thicker than that of an adult man.

What's even more terrifying is that along both sides of the exposed spine, a pair of wings with bloody periosteum actually spread out.

It was no longer clear whether it was a boy or a monster, screaming, falling and rolling in the bloody water.

Some people had sharp horns growing on their heads, and some even had two other thick arms like the forelimbs of reptiles growing along their ribs.

Some people have completely transformed into monsters as tall as 2 meters or even 3 meters.

They screamed, roared, and even rolled together in the blood.

The pain of the alienation was obvious. They were covered with blood and mucus, biting each other, venting pain and unwillingness.

Jiang Cheng clenched his fists, and his fingertips were slightly white due to lack of blood supply. The scene in front of him completely overturned his cognition. This is not a sacrifice, this is evolution!

Just like Gamaya to angels.

But the difference is that they are completely irregular and purposeless evolution. From the perspective of evolution, most of the things on it are defective.

It does not meet the most basic survival possibility of organisms.

The meaning of their existence seems to be just a challenge to a certain authority, to show the guys who claim to be orthodox and the Pope of the Church that there is still a Shura field in the world.

After the bloody fog dissipated, these ugly guys began to run towards the forest in groups of three or five. They were huge, but their movements were extremely clumsy, like toddlers.

Soon, all of them disappeared near the stone plate.

Jiang Cheng stared at the direction they left, which was the direction of the sea.

The scene described by the old woman immediately appeared in his mind, the ships that were attacked inexplicably, and the special forces on the old woman's ship that were armed to the teeth.

There was also the remaining telegraph call from the captain after the attack.

He shouted: "It's hell! The gate of hell is open!"

So that's it.