Nightmare Attack

The huge waves, which were hundreds of meters high, were boundless in width. They were devastating all the way, carrying unparalleled power and destroying all obstacles along the way. Buildings 20 to 30 meters high were like paper in front of the huge waves, standing tall and tall. Street trees were even uprooted.

Raising his head and looking at the huge waves that were about to swallow him up, the fat man forgot to breathe for a moment, and a deep sense of powerlessness enveloped him. This was a kind of despair that was completely different from the predicament. In the face of the power of nature, human beings cannot help themselves. Existence is so insignificant.

He no longer even expected to survive such a disaster. The earth was shaking, people were retreating in fear, and all creatures were trembling, waiting for the moment when divine punishment would come.

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

In his peripheral vision, Fatty seemed to suddenly notice something. Wu who was standing behind the glass door disappeared. The next second, his expression began to freeze and his pupils shrank. He could only see the huge wave a hundred meters away. In front of him, a man dressed in black leaped high in the air and slashed away the raging waves with a knife.

The sword was as bright as a sword, extending tens of feet in an instant, tearing apart the huge waves in an extremely arrogant manner. Even after that, its power did not diminish, and it crashed straight into the gray sky behind the huge waves.

The fat man opened his mouth wide in surprise, but at this moment his mind went blank. After a long time, the blood that had cooled down began to flow again. The figure standing in the air with his back to them gave him an unparalleled sense of security. The wave was a miracle, so he was convinced that the one with the knife in his hand at this moment could kill the god.

The huge wave that was cut away disappeared silently, and except for the whistling wind, all other sounds in the world disappeared.

But both Jiang Cheng and Fatty knew that the sneaky guy was still there because Wu Wu moved.

Staring into the darkness in the distance, where the undercurrent is surging, as if something huge is stirring the body, this is an indescribable feeling.

The wind sneaked in along every gap in the building, lingering in the hall and beside people, carrying a damp, salty smell, like the breathing of some huge creature.

Fatty Jiangcheng naturally couldn't imagine what Wu, who seemed very relaxed now, was facing. Wu was holding a knife in one hand and motionless, feeling and feeling that guy's aura.

But what Ling Wu was a little confused about was that the opponent didn't retreat even though he couldn't succeed in the attack, and he didn't even have any intention of hiding his aura. On the contrary, Wu Wen could feel that the aura of that thing was everywhere in the area.

But...how is this possible?

What kind of existence is that thing?

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

Chi Zesheng changed. In order to verify his terrible guess, he swung the knife without accumulating any force, but this time it was not slashing into the boundless darkness, but downward, straight down. His whole body fell towards the ground, and then he backhanded The knife pierced the ground fiercely, and the light of the knife tore open the ground, leaving a huge gap all the way down. Until the next second, a buzzing sound that could almost shatter the heart and lungs was heard.

Fatty Jiangcheng immediately covered his ears. The buzzing sound 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 slides, including isolated islands, the sea, endless forests, and countless people in strange clothes clustered together in front of a white stone wall. The altar was worshiped, and the corpses with their hands bound and their heads cut off fell down 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 her face covered by the white gauze, but her eyes were tightly closed. Two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. A strange and obscure voice came from under the white gauze, like some kind of lost tradition. The long-standing song, full of divine holiness, is more like a hymn to the Creator.

Along with this extremely holy ceremony, living people were pushed down and beheaded, and were discarded on the altar together with the remaining limbs and bodies. The stinking blood dyed the white holy stone red, and in the divinity In the hymn, the terrifying skeletons that had already existed on the altar and were now almost fossilized began to tremble.

They trembled and rubbed against each other, and flesh and blood continued to gather on the pale and yellow bones. Monsters that had never appeared in historical records slowly stood up. Some had wings on their ribs, and some had wings on the ends of their limbs for scratching. The water flippers, the barbs covering the huge mouth were covered with disgusting mucus, and the dark green scales were more like armor, densely packed, reflecting a cold glow in the light from the torch.

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

Monsters with a height of 3 meters or even 4 or 5 meters roared and charged at Wu. Wu raised his knife and cut off the fastest monster at the waist, leaving only the upper body of the monster showing. The astonishing vitality actually dragged its internal organs and kept extending its sharp claws on the ground until Wu stepped on its head and exploded it.

The real crisis is here in Jiangcheng. Fatty Jiangcheng is still troubled by the visions in his mind. At the same time, some monsters are quickly crawling towards them.

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

Immediately afterwards, the telephone pole was lifted up again, and a ten-meter-tall starving ghost waved the telephone pole with one hand, grabbed another monster with the other hand, and threw it directly.

The starving ghost, the scarecrow, and the murderer, these three right-hand men appeared together, like a wall blocking the door of the building. Those seemingly ferocious monsters were no match at all. The flesh and blood of those who were killed were flowing everywhere, but they were With the courage to fear death and countless numbers, they all rushed here.

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

But Jiang Cheng was still resisting. He was about to do it. He was about to... he was about to see the face of the girl in white clearly!

In his subconscious, this figure was somewhat familiar. What was even more familiar was the sound of waves near the 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 towards the girl.

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