Thriller: I created an alien asylum

An indescribable sense of depression spread.

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The black mist overflowed from the altar and flowed to the ground. It gradually became solidified from the state of mist.

It turned into a black fluid like a non-Newtonian fluid.

These black fluids spread all the way to the believers below.

In the fanatical look of the believer, he began to climb up the believer's legs.

The faces of the believers showed an expression of pain at first, but finally returned to a look of fanaticism.

What is this thing?

Mike resisted the urge to run away.

He allowed the black fluid to crawl up his legs. As soon as the black fluid came into contact with his body, he felt a stinging pain coming from his skin.

It was as if the black fluid had corroded the skin through a layer of pants.

However, upon closer inspection, there was nothing wrong with the pants.

But the constant tingling sensation on the skin is not so easy to ignore, damn it! it hurts!

Mike gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

He noticed that after the initial pain, the bodies of those around him seemed to feel no pain. The only difference between him and these believers was that there was nothing weird about him.

hiss!

He had to endure the pain, otherwise he would be exposed here, with enemies in front and behind, and he wouldn't be able to run away even if he wanted to.

Think of something to distract him, otherwise he will really have to scream.

Mike looked at Wu.

The location where the witch stood was a little far away from him, but he could still see the witch's situation from here.

The black fluid also entangled Wu, but compared to Mike's face, which was almost distorted and trying to hold back the pain, Wu's expression looked much more natural.

That means he has no expression.

Wu lowered his eyelids slightly, blocking the expression in his eyes. The expression on his face was even more bland, and it was impossible to tell what his true emotions were.

Mike couldn't help but sigh. He didn't feel any weird pain like this. He must have been in the same situation with the big boss.

But the boss could hold it back, behaved calmly, and was not moved at all. He really deserves to be a boss!

Mike's teeth had begun to chatter in pain.

"Uh-huh!"

Mike was sweating in pain.

The pain caused his observation and perception of the surroundings to decline a lot.

It wasn't until a wail similar to that of a wild beast came that he was shocked.

Could it be that he lost his mind in pain and couldn't help but cry out?

It won't be discovered by others, right?

Mike rolled his eyes and used the corner of his eye to look at the expressions of the people next to him. As a result, the moment he saw the believer next to him, he almost screamed.

The believer who was originally human-like but seemed a little mentally disturbed due to his fanatical expression now no longer looked normal in appearance.

I saw a few tentacles emerging from their faces, fluttering in the wind. Those tentacles were somewhat similar to white maggots, but they were much larger than maggots and looked very disgusting.

Their eyes are bulging and about to pop out.

Some people have cracks on their faces, and the muscle tissue and bones inside can be clearly seen.

Some people have extra eyes or mouths on their faces.

Some people have long, limp arms that are twisting unnaturally.

Mike swallowed hard.

I broke out in a cold sweat.

He felt that he hadn't yelled or fled in embarrassment yet, and he had really become more courageous.

However, among a group of mutated believers, there was no abnormality in his body. On the contrary, he was the biggest abnormality.

Mike felt a cold, suspicious and murderous gaze fall on him.

Mike looked over and found Bishop Fuldu looking at him.

Faldu said something to the person next to him.

Huidu is Fuldu's child and his most capable subordinate.

After receiving the bishop's instructions, he clenched the gun in his hand and leaned toward Mike calmly.

Mike knew he was exposed.

But at this time, he couldn't run out, so he immediately got into the middle of the strange group of believers.

Use their bodies to block other people's view.

There was a lot of movement there, which immediately attracted the attention of all the senior officials.

"Someone sneaked in?"

"Oh, how dare he."

“Under God’s light, all heresies will be destroyed.”

"Go ahead and bring him over, just in time to lift the bloodline off the altar."

There has always been a lot of blood in the altar, but after the black fluid overflowed, the blood in the altar dropped a lot visibly to the naked eye.

If the blood bottoms out and the ritual has not succeeded, then the summoning ritual will be considered a failure.

Of course, with so many believers here, each one is a spare blood, and even at the critical moment, each of these members of the Eternal Kingdom is a blood bag.

They will do anything for the gods they believe in.

It wasn't just Grayscale who went to get Mike.

A few middle-level people also passed by.

The expressions of the believers also became strange, from enthusiasm to resentment.

They stared directly at Mike, seeming to say, why am I like this and you are fine?

Mike's body was hairy and his heart was cold.

It's bad! He immediately caught a believer, and with the believer's body as a shield, he rushed towards the witch.

The high-level officials were surprised to see him fall into the trap.

Gray raised his gun and aimed at Mike.

However, the believer's body had expanded a lot, and there were extra limbs on his body waving around, making it difficult to aim at Mike who was hiding deliberately.

And at this time Mike was very close to the high-level officials.

Shooting at this time might also affect other people.

Gray had to give up shooting and ran towards Mike, intending to kill him.

The witch raised his eyes slightly and saw Mike running towards him with a strange believer.

He did not dodge or block, just watched quietly.

Bo originally stood behind him, but now he stepped forward and blocked him.

"Mr. Fortune Teller, save me!"

In desperation, Mike could only choose to ask the witch for help.

The Pope sped up the speed of chanting the spell at the altar.

And the red light on the altar was getting stronger and stronger.

All the believers had started to change at this time. They seemed to have just discovered the abnormality in themselves and began to wail, scream and curse.

Their eyes were red, and some of them had their eyeballs fall out, hanging on their faces with nerves.

"How could I become like this!"

"Lord, please!"

"I don't want to become a monster!"

"Ahhh!"

Mike was getting more and more unable to catch the believer.

He became restless, and those extra tentacles began to crawl onto Mike's body.

The way he looked at Mike was more like looking at some extremely delicious food.