Nightmare Attack

The width of the 100-meter-high wave is boundless, and it destroys all the way. With unparalleled power, it destroys all obstacles along the way. The 20-30-meter-high building looks like a paper lake in front of the huge wave. Street trees were even uprooted.

Raising his head, looking at the huge waves that were about to engulf him, the fat man forgot to breathe for a moment, and he was surrounded by a deep sense of powerlessness. This is a kind of despair that is completely different from the predicament. In front of the mighty power of nature, human beings Existence is so insignificant.

He no longer even expected to survive such a disaster. The ground was trembling, people retreated in fear, and all creatures were tremblingly waiting for the moment when God's punishment would come.

In the blink of an eye, the huge waves were less than 500 meters away from them. The tall waves roared, and the surging white waves were shocking against the gray background.

Out of the corner of his eye, the fat man seemed to have discovered something suddenly. The person who was standing behind the glass door disappeared. The next second, his expression began to freeze, and his hole also shrank. He saw a huge road a hundred meters away. In front of the waves, a man dressed in black leaped high in the air, and swung his knife to cut through the turbulent waves.

The light of the knife is like a horse training, extending dozens of feet in an instant, tearing apart the huge wave with an extremely arrogant posture, and even after that, the lingering power remains undiminished, and it directly hits the gray sky behind the huge wave.

The fat man opened his mouth wide in surprise, but at this moment his brain was blank. After a long time, the blood that had cooled down began to surge again. The figure standing in mid-air with his back to them gave him an unparalleled sense of security. Waves are miracles, so he is sure that Wu with a knife in his hand at this moment is an existence that can kill gods.

The huge wave that was cut off disappeared without a sound. Except for the whistling wind, all other sounds in the whole world disappeared.

But both Jiang Cheng and Fatty knew that the sneaky guy was still there, because Wu didn't move.

Staring at the grayness in the distance, there is an undercurrent surging, as if something huge is stirring the body, this is an indescribable feeling.

The wind sneaked in along every gap in the building, lingered in the hall, and people's sides, with a damp and salty smell, like the panting of some huge creature.

Fatty Jiangcheng naturally couldn't imagine what Wu, who looked very relaxed, was facing now. He held a knife in his hand and didn't move. He was feeling, feeling that guy's breath.

But what Ling Wu couldn't figure out was that the opponent didn't retreat even if he couldn't get a blow, and he didn't even intend to hide his aura. On the contrary, he couldn't feel the aura of that thing all around him.

But...how is this possible?

What kind of existence is that thing?

This feeling is like myself, no, no, the whole world here is being...

Chi Zesheng changed, in order to verify his terrible guess, he swung the knife without any power, but this time he did not slash towards the boundless gray darkness, but downward, straight downward, his whole body fell towards the ground, and then turned his backhand The knife pierced the ground fiercely, the light of the knife tore the ground, and the huge gap went all the way down, until the next second, there was a buzzing sound that could almost shatter the heart and lungs.

Fatty Jiangcheng covered his ears instantly. The buzzing sounds seemed to come from ancient times, and the weight of history was like a huge millstone, crushing them bit by bit.

What's even more frightening is that pictures appeared in their minds, and the pictures flashed one by one like a slide show, isolated islands, the sea, endless forests, countless people in strange clothes gathered together facing the white stone building. Worshiping at the altar, the corpses with their hands bound and their heads cut off fell in front of the altar, and the dripping blood soaked the ground under the altar...

The barefoot girl in white clothes on the altar closed her eyes tightly, only a pair of eyes were exposed on the face covered by the white gauze, but the eyes were tightly closed, two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of the eyes, and a strange and obscure voice came from under the white gauze, as if some kind of lost The long-standing ballad, the holiness full of divinity is more like a hymn to the Creator.

Accompanied by this extremely holy ceremony, the living people were pushed down and beheaded one by one, and were discarded on the altar together with the remaining stumps and bodies. In the hymn, the altars have long existed, and now the horrible bones that have almost turned into fossils begin to tremble.

They trembled and rubbed against each other. Flesh and blood continued to gather on the pale and withered bones. Monsters that had never appeared in historical records slowly stood up. The water flippers, the barbs in the huge mouth are covered with disgusting mucus, and the dark green scales are more like armor, densely packed, reflecting the cold light in the light from the torch.

And these monsters that appeared in the mind of Fatty Jiangcheng crawled out of the ground continuously along the huge unsplit cracks in the next second.

Monsters with a height of 3 meters, or even 4 or 5 meters, roared and rushed towards Wu. With a single knife, Wu cut off the fastest running monster in the middle, leaving only the upper body of the monster showing Its astonishing vitality dragged its internal organs, and continued to stretch out its sharp claws on the ground until its head was crushed with one foot.

The real crisis was on Jiangcheng's side. Fatty Jiangcheng was still troubled by visions in his mind, and at the same time, some monsters were crawling towards them.

Just when a monster shaped like a toad was about to smash the glass door with its claws, a telegraph pole fell down, smashing the toad monster's head into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, the telegraph pole was lifted up again~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I saw the starving ghost, more than ten meters tall, waving the telegraph pole with one hand, grabbing another monster with the other hand, and throwing it out.

The starving ghost, the scarecrow, and the murderer, these three powerful assistants all appeared together, like a wall blocking the gate of a building. But relying on the courage of not fearing death, and the countless numbers, they all rushed here.

At this moment, Jiang Cheng couldn't care less about the scene outside that seemed to be the end of the world. He covered his head in pain. The holy hymn seemed to come out of his head. He had almost lost the ability to think, his eyes were so red that they could drip Bleeding, blood all over the body pooled towards the head.

But Jiang Cheng was still resisting, and he was about to do it, he was about... almost seeing the face of the girl in white!

In his subconscious mind, this figure was somewhat familiar, and even more familiar were the sound of waves near the isolated island, and the salty smell in the air.

In his mind, he was in the girl's world. He stepped on the bones in the pool of blood, climbed up the altar, and struggled to walk towards the girl.