Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

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The sound seemed to come from the front, but as this sound grew stronger, it seemed to come from a more remote place. Please keep in mind that our mad 'crazy' watch sounds are getting louder and louder, like a tide, one wave rises next to another, and the latter wave pushes the previous wave, and the other wave stacks on top of it. As if there were countless bugs crawling, the sound of heavy objects being shattered and glass shattered, and the sound of knocking on steel, came like a devil ’s roar from the depths of hell, and another heart The beating sound, gradually, more hearts beat. I felt these agitated sounds constantly chasing my own heartbeat, and immediately began to drag my heart to a sharp beat.

I had no time to pay attention to the withdrawal of the dock area. In my sight, some militiamen began to show painful expressions, and blood began to flow from their noses.

"It, they're here" I don't know whose voice is sad and full of fear, and what swells with this cry is a flesh-like thing.

That is the corpse piled up in the town.

On the street, in the room, next to the car, under signals, etc., the ones hanging diagonally on the window were split in half, and all the shaped and unshaped bodies were melting in an unbelievable degree.

I breathe, and there is a pungent smell in the air, reminiscent of flesh and blood decaying in the sultry closed sewer.

Soon, the body was no longer humanoid, but was crushed by a hammer, crushed by a mixer, and frozen and melted.

Yes, the flesh, that kind of **** flesh, which has no skin at all, has begun to spread towards buildings and equipment. It is like a kind of vine, rooted on inorganic matter, proliferating, multiplying, turning it into an ugly form of a combination of organic and inorganic.

There was a familiar feeling that reminded me of the elevator that was dark, soft, smelly, and dripping everywhere when I entered the tumor area. At that time, because of the light, I could not see the true face of that world, but I was not surprised at this time, ah, here is becoming the same as there.

It is completely impossible to explain the principle. Under our eyes, the mutation is spreading at a very high degree. It seems that the entire town is becoming a living life. Such a huge change makes people feel powerless in my heart, and makes me have a ridiculous idea-even if a nuclear bomb is dropped from the sky, it is not enough to wipe out the activating monster in the town.

In the frantic noise, the desperate wailing began.

"Oh, God"

"Stabilize the whole body," the predecessor commander shouted, his voice trembling obviously. There are no instructions for Ranwenshu.com, because there is no Ranwenshu.com who can find the target of the attack. No, it should be said that the target of the attack is too large to start. How can hundreds of thumb-sized bullets damage a town?

"This is Saya?" Dorothy's voice came in her ears, and she could be shaken.

Even with a powerful critical weapon, it is difficult to get a sense of security.

I feel my hands are shaking, because all I can use as a weapon is a dagger and a revolver, probably because the hands are too tight, and my knuckles are painful.

Even so, those who stay here must continue to perform the "delaying time" task.

What should I do? From here, will all the mutated buildings be destroyed until the entire town is destroyed? Just rely on these things in your hand? Talents, abilities, and demons, think about it, Gao Chuan, what can give you the power to fight this terrible enemy?

There is no ranwen fiction net at all ...

The figures around him started to shake. Someone threw down their guns and ran towards the pier. Even if the warlord behind him threatened him loudly and prepared to shoot, he yelled hysterically while he was running. Yelling at "crazy, he's crazy". "Fired and shot and killed him," the warlord shouted. The first fired, but perhaps the fear in his heart grabbed his hand. Several bullets hit a few meters away from the deserter. It took about three seconds. Only then did anyone shoot at the deserter.

The deserter was finally shot in the ankle and fell to the ground, but he felt no pain at all, trying to stand up while crawling forward. The crazy appearance made people feel cold in the heart until a bullet hit his head. , Followed by a few bullets hitting bleeding flowers on the body.

The deserter remained motionless.

"Who dares to stand back, he is a role model," the war officer shouted.

The once confusing line of defense finally settled down, but the atmosphere of death was even stronger. Many people crossed their chests, and with a sad face, no one believed that they could survive. They are not real soldiers, they may have prepared psychologically for the death in advance, but they inevitably have a silver lining.

Now this line of hope is diluting. I don't know how long they can last. This should have been the battlefield of the sky-chosen, not these ordinary people.

The people on board the ship were shocked by the situation here, and the order was chaotic for a while. I think those with sharp eyes should be able to see the mutation that is happening in the town. Because the reproduction of flesh and blood has spread to several tall buildings and is spreading towards the defense line, the ground, walls, signal lights and vehicles, cement and steel all begin to grow **** tens of meters away.

We started tentative shooting. The bullet hit the place where the object was mutated. The popping sound of entering and leaving the meat was another sound when hitting the part that was still inorganic. However, the attack did not take effect, and the mutated flesh was like a huge carpet, with muscle fibers wrapped around the warhead, and soon it became a part of itself.

It is still expanding unhurriedly. Although we haven't stepped back for the time being, we continue to see this line of defense obviously losing its meaning.

I also started to get nervous. Although the quark ate graystone, it was too deeply damaged in the previous battle, and it still can only be transformed into a dagger form. As a result, no matter whether you want to do a shadow jump or fly, you can't do it. It may be enough to rely on the ability to "flee", but to fight this mutant town, down to earth may be a very dangerous act. I have reason to believe that these half-flesh and half-inorganic things will swallow the guy stepping on it in one breath.

I can't think of any way to resist, and no netizens in Ranwen Novels can give instructions. What we can do is to just watch and wait while praying to the people in the dock area to speed up the boarding. Dorothy frequently looked over there. Although she held a knife-shaped critical weapon, she seemed to give up the idea of ​​fighting.

The militia yelled at the frontmost sentry tower on the left side of "Fuck": "It climbed up" followed by continuous gunfire, and flesh and blood had colonized the roots of the tall tower where the abandoned vehicles, wooden boxes and cement temporarily overlapped. The attack cannot be delayed. The voice of "retreat retreat" shouted, and a rope was thrown towards the rear, tightly wrapped around the antenna of a short room. Soon, six or seven people slid down the rope. This time the war inspector could not blame anything. The militiamen had tried their best. They did not completely evacuate, but entered the second layer of the defense line.

When the evacuated militiamen disappeared at the entrance of the rooftop, half of the sentry tower was bleeding. The appearance of these flesh is more clear, like the skinned muscles, the texture is tight, it looks strong and powerful, and it has all shapes. It does not completely cover the surface of the building, but this piece is very messy, some Spreading, some puffed up like pustules, some pustules next to each other, looked bloated and ugly, pustules puffed up like a heart, each time it bounced out a small spitting green liquid.

The trees and flowerbeds on the roadside were proliferated by these meat blocks, and they almost became trees and flowers composed of meat blocks. The pustules were like scars and fruits, and they seemed to have flowers.

I have put away the dagger and the revolver, two hands holding Dorothy and Zhenjiang respectively. Perhaps only Zhenjiang is the most calm person here. She did not put these pieces of meat in her eyes at all. In her blank eyes, there was only her own world. The flesh and blood in front of me is obviously unusually corrosive, reminding me of the "jiang" in the form of blood. If the two meet, who will be better? Zhen Jiang kept mumbling to himself, but there was absolutely no sign of changing his personality in Ranwen Fiction Net.

"Doris, come one." I said to Doris, his chin lifted toward the outpost that was about to be mutated.

Dorothy turned her face. Without saying anything, she lifted the knife-shaped critical weapon. An obvious oscillating wave spread in the air, centering on us. The outside scenery began to twist, and I even heard the steel boom underneath. There was a trembling sound. The wind began to become intense, as if falling into a huge vortex. All signs are proving that the knife-shaped critical weapon in Dorothy's hands is accumulating unprecedented power. This force has never been born in my hands, and even passed in the hands of Zhen Jiang.

"Everyone immediately retreated to the second line of defense," Jung's voice echoed in the air, and became strange due to the twisting of the air. There are also some noisy sounds, which seem to be amazed and yelled. The faint figure shuttled through the gap of the bunker, and all retreated behind the level where the three of us were.

Dorothy's face was pale, and the delicate facial features began to become cruel, like a knife-shaped critical weapon in her hand was becoming extremely heavy, and when she began to swing down in the direction of the sentry tower, the degree also became extremely slow, just like Is squeezing an invisible spring.

As the knife-shaped critical weapon was swung, on a straight line pointing to the sentry tower, all the objects were disintegrating, crushed into powder, floating in the air, and as a disorderly hurricane rolled around, a piece was formed soon Blood red sandstorm. Such a scene clearly spread into a sector, and the wider the area affected by the power, the wider the ground fell before the knife-shaped critical weapon dropped completely.

Dorothy yelled and pulled her left hand out of my hand. She clenched the knife handle tightly with both hands.

"Give me **** and go curry stick"

An oscillating wave followed by a rush towards the front. All the scenes in front were completely distorted, the sound disappeared, the light disappeared, and the air squeezed together, unable to breathe at all. I just felt the earth trembling, and the crane under our feet was dented like soft mud. I grabbed Dorothy and swept backwards, almost following my footsteps, and the metal like plasticine was becoming More loosely, and soon it feels like stepping on the sand.

I took the two people out of one hundred meters in one breath, and had already crossed the line of defense and landed on the top of a forklift. When I turned around, the attacked area still seemed strange due to the distortion of the air, as if there was a dark mist in the area. Some people ran out from the back end of the defense line, one by one gray face, and turned back while running, with a complex look intertwined with horror and surprise, a few people were almost overthrown and pulled away by their companions.

There was a lot of noisy shouts in the dock area behind, such a large-scale range of blows, even blind people can feel the martial arts. Abandon the Shaozhou Zhou royal family to kill the God Immortal Throne at night Night killing God Immortal Throne Qiu Mo Ao Jiu Chong Tian strongest abandoned the young Zhou Dynasty to get the vibration full of death. The power of the knife-shaped critical weapon was too great this time, and the back that would not have been affected had to withstand turbulence. The lake water was violently rippling. Numerous ripples spread into the depths. . Refugees on the boat grabbed the handrails and several were almost pulled into the lake.

Most of the refugees have boarded the ship, leaving only a few responsible for maintaining order. Finally, the unlucky egg on board the ship was stunned, and the wooden bridge at the foot suddenly cracked. When they realized the situation and jumped up quickly, they had no time Half of his body hung by the boat, and he scolded angrily angrily.

"God what is this attack?" Sergeant Engels was yelled at me by Rock and the magician, and the complex and twisted expression on his face almost froze. "You killed me, bastard, you almost killed everyone here. ""

Dorothy had no excuse for Ranwen Fiction Net, and her whole body was soft. If I had not hugged her waist, I would almost fall to the ground. It seems not to disdain to justify, but to lose strength. To be honest, she was able to wield the power of the knife-shaped critical weapon to this point, which was completely beyond my expectations. I have to suspect that this knife-shaped critical weapon also has some hidden permissions that I don't know. After all, there is no difference between me and her in the level of the magic pattern and the possession of the angel.

No, it should be said that the knife-shaped critical weapon only wields ordinary power in the hands of Dorothy and Zhenjiang, perhaps because of their own characteristics-they are not ordinary natural choices, but are crowned with "final weapons" "And" the ultimate weapon improvement "such unpredictable existence. Not even whether they are humans or not, after all, they all existed in a non-human form.

"Jiang" is my left eye.

"Silk" is my right eye.

What exactly are "Jiang" and "Silk"? With the deepening of the understanding of this problem, the more bothered me. There should be relevant literature in the "core data area" of the Netball and Doomsday Religion, but I am not sure when I will have the authority. It is imperative to step back and look for the mental hospital where Zhenjiang once stayed. As the battle became more and more intense, and "Jiang" gradually showed alien power, the more I felt the urgency of time, those who once owned "Jiang" would not let her disappear.

Sometimes, on the street, in the hotel, when walking, when I wake up, I always have a restless emotion, as if I have a pair of invisible eyes, watching our actions at all times.

"Hey Mr. Crow, haven't you heard me talking?" Sheriff Engels's voice awakened me from the start.

"What's the situation?" I asked covertly.

Although the true form of the enemy "Saya" is unknown, although the way in which the changes and mutations of the virus exist is huge, the degree and scale are not too fast compared to the scale. The refugees have already boarded the ship, which also represents our delayed action Has been completed. Except for the death of a deserter, there was almost no loss of Ranwen.com. It was really gratifying. The surviving militia soldiers almost wept with joy. Looking at their expressions, they obviously did n’t want to stay for a minute.

Everyone awaited the command of the Chief Officer Bu "boarding and retreating".

Sergeant Engels gave a long sigh and looked at the dusty town with complex eyes. The sand and fog were quickly dissipating, and the sounds of the flesh expansion began to become clear. Although it is not known how many buildings were destroyed by the knife-shaped critical weapon, it is obviously impossible to destroy the entire town in one breath, and it is obvious that "Saya" will not stop here.

"Everyone boarded the ship" he sternly commanded the militiamen.

"Yes, sir." The militiamen had a lot of flowers on their faces. Without anyone taking the lead, they all ran in the direction of the ship. The wooden bridge collapsed halfway, connecting the boarding board together, and the broken wooden board undulated on the waves. However, it did not slow the militia. Some people even jumped into the lake to swim towards the ship regardless of carrying a firearm.

"Okay, let's go too." Sergeant Engels said to us.

At this moment, a sudden anomaly came from the direction of the town-the sound and shape were changing. The ground vibration almost made Engels stagger, followed by a series of collision sounds.

Things that used to be buildings, vehicles, stones and metals collided. As if some mutual attraction is at work, these semi-inorganic and semi-organic substances are rapidly piled up. The figure that appeared in the dust soon passed a three-story building. It should not be said that the three-story building became a part of that figure.

"It" proliferates continuously, becomes tall, the body becomes slender, grows arms, and then stands up with both feet, flesh and blood spread on the surface of "it", and in less than a minute, it becomes a Peeled human form-look like a girl, a height of more than fifty meters, completely made of flesh and pustules.

"My goodness," Sergeant Engels opened his mouth wide, and finally only made a moan.

A greater exclamation came from the direction of the ship.

"Come back and the boat is about to sail" Someone shouted at us on the boat, "Don't care about that thing, it can't catch up with us"

However, while speaking, ugly flesh and blood began to grow four groups of sarcomas from behind.

"What is it doing ..."

Before the words were finished, the sarcoma was broken from the inside, and two pairs of insect-like translucent thin wings spread out.

"Oh no" Sergeant Engels screamed in pain and fear, "Will it fly? It will catch up with us"

I can't imagine how such a large body, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com, depends on the two pairs of thin wings, even though the pair of wings is equally huge, and has the flesh and pustules to form the body. Aesthetics-The translucent texture and complex and mysterious textures present a truly stunning beauty.

But it really flew, just in front of our eyes, a little bit off the ground, suspended in the five-meter-high half-air, the fast flapping wings generated strong wind and waves, and in a blink of an eye cleared the dust that filled the destruction. Its feet, and the area behind it, are as flat as they were constructed, and compared to the surrounding buildings, it seems to have been bitten off by something.

That was the zone destroyed by the knife-shaped critical weapon.

"It"-for the time being the body of the virus called "Saya"-just suspended in the basin, making a harsh cry.

"Saya--" ...

Restricted grade doomsday syndrome 257 Saya is coming (text)

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