Become a villain after transmigrating into an infinite game

Chapter 176 Undead Ancient City
The air-raid shelter was pitch black, and Quan Heng felt chest tightness after lack of oxygen, so he took an oil lamp from the wall next to the steps and lit it.

If the light goes out, leave the shelter as soon as possible, or use other methods to get oxygen.

"It actually hollowed out the mountain again - but it looks like human engineering."

The Mad Hatter shook the flashlight as he spoke, and took a picture of the top of his head: "You have also played several games, and you should have discovered that the underground kingdom copied the human world and entered its own territory."

"Yeah." Quan Heng put away the lighter, "Bian Yu likes to collect the plots of the two worlds, and then put the relevant copies in the underground kingdom, so that the players can play the book - for convenience and authenticity, it is really a good choice to directly copy the original building. "

"Yes." The Mad Hatter walked down the steps, and there was a slight "click" sound when the soles of his feet touched the platform, as if he had stepped on something.

The Mad Hatter shone the light on the inside of the air-raid shelter, hissed softly, looked back at Quan Heng, and pursed his lips in embarrassment: "Do you want to take a look?"

Quan Heng paused, and looked in the direction of the light——

White bones are piled up in the air-raid shelters, some are gripping the ground with their fingers, some are facing up to the sky with their hands hanging on the ground, the suffocation pain of the deceased can be seen just from the squeezed and deformed bones and hideous movements.

The corpses were piled up in piles and piles, so densely packed that there was no place to stay.

Quan Heng breathed heavily, his eyes darkened: "An air defense disaster."

"Om-"

There was a sudden sound from the depths of the dark air-raid shelter, like the hum of a monster, or the roar of an engine.

The bones illuminated by the light began to shake, the phantom was pulled away from the bones, and the flesh and blood grew, just like going back in time.

The air-raid shelter suddenly brightened, all the oil lamps were lit, the temple disappeared, the walls disappeared, and the old sky spread down, like a stage change for a drama performance.

The Mad Hatter watched the surroundings suddenly dissipate and turned into a transparent wall, and was shocked: "Time and space go back."

The darkness in front of him turned into the entrance of the air-raid shelter, surrounded by panicked crowds, looking up was the sky full of gunpowder smoke, and turning around was the street corresponding to the entrance of the air-raid shelter.

"Son! My child!!"

"Mom, I want mom..."

"Run!"

There was chaos all around, gunpowder smoke spread in the city, roaring enemy planes roared overhead, and countless screaming and panicked people ran out of the room.

The air raid continued. The plane roared through the air, dropping countless bombs and incendiary bombs. The ground was suddenly engulfed in flames, and people far exceeding the capacity of the air-raid shelter poured in.

"Too many people will cause chaos." Quan Heng looked at the woman holding a bleeding child and ran into the air-raid shelter crying. He was about to raise his hand, but saw a phantom passing through his fingertips, so he could only curl up his fingers and slowly clenched them.

"Ah—my child, who will save my child, please. Please..."

The mother's face was covered with tears, and she desperately called for help from passers-by, while roaring incendiary bombs were mercilessly dropped from above!
The Mad Hatter shrank his pupils, and was about to move forward when Quan Heng grabbed him.

"It's useless." Quan Heng raised his head slowly, closed his eyes, and said softly, "They're all phantoms, we're still where we are, don't move around."

The Mad Hatter was in a daze, turned his head to look at the mother who was tightly protecting the child with her body, and was moved and saddened by her desperate cry for help.

His pure white eyelashes trembled slightly, and his pale golden eyes showed sadness and unbearable: "Mother..."

The incendiary bombs exploded with screams, and the intense heat turned the city into a purgatory. The shattered shrapnel deprived the lives of innocent people and shattered the illusion—the space was like a shattered mirror, and the lenses shattered and fell.

In front of him was the inside of the air-raid shelter again. The lamps on the walls were burning, and the sound of explosions outside the cave was one after another.

Too many people gathered in the air defense tunnel. In addition to the benches on both sides full of people, even the aisles were also full of people standing. The unusually stuffy air made people uneasy.

"There are too many people." Quan Heng whispered, already foreseeing the future, "There will be a lack of oxygen."

The air-raid shelter was closed tightly, and the oxygen in the cave was lacking. People began to feel short of breath and felt weak all over.The bombing on the ground continued, but the oxygen in the cave was getting less and less, and even the oil lamps on the tunnel walls gradually faded.

"I'm sorry, Mom..."

"Mom, I hurt so much, and my chest hurts too..."

Babies and young children finally couldn't take it anymore and cried loudly. The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and some people became restless and behaved strangely.

The Mad Hatter looked at Quan Heng—this was Quan Heng's compatriot, and he knew that in such a powerless situation, Quan Heng would only suffer more.

Oxygen is getting less and less, some oil lamps in the cave have been extinguished due to lack of oxygen, and the crowd is even more commotion.Suddenly someone screamed like crazy, his face was flushed, his hands were waving, and he was screaming desperately.

"Too little oxygen, suffocation will lead to insanity," Quan Heng slowly closed his eyes, "but you will die if you go outside."

But the panicked people couldn't take care of it anymore. Facing the latest death, they began to squeeze out of the bombed cave.But there were too many people, and everything was useless. Most people were squeezed into the gaps, and the huge squeezing force made people suffocate, and even their internal organs were displaced.

This deadly air raid lasted nearly five hours, and they experienced more than four hours of torture and struggle here. It was almost midnight when the screams in the cave gradually died down.

Just like an old movie switching film, the scene in the hole changes——

Many people were lying on the ground, dying, their faces turned from red to purple blue, and the saliva at the corners of their mouths turned from white to red with bloodshot eyes. Many people silently fell on others.

After the air raid was over, the large air defense tunnel was deadly silent. The voices of the living could not be heard, and the corpses of the victims were everywhere. Their faces were distorted, their skins were scratched, and their bodies were bruised.

The oil lamp was extinguished due to lack of oxygen, leaving only this one in Quan Heng's hand.

Loneliness and stubbornness illuminate the darkness in front of him, the phantom dissipates, and the reality reappears.

"May bombing." Quan Heng silently looked at the air-raid shelter that had returned to darkness, and everything he saw was a corpse.

The Mad Hatter was stunned for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "What is that?"

"A frenzied killing with no limit."

Quan Heng walked down the steps slowly, and stopped in front of the bones.

"Back then, under the order of indiscriminate attacks, Japanese ghosts began to carry out continuous bombing of the core cities of China, and used a large number of incendiary bombs."

She paused, looking down at the skeleton of the young child in front of her, overlapping with the immature face crying and suffocating for a moment.

"This bombing was carried out under such an order, and it was also the root cause of this air defense disaster."

"They always preach bushido in a grandiose way, but it's just the hypocrisy of the devil."

Bloodbathed the ancient city, killing games, using germ warfare, bullying women, slaughtering fetuses and pregnant women, and killing common people, men, women and children.

No righteousness, no morality, no bottom line, no lower limit.

900 million innocent civilians died in the war, 9500 million people became refugees, and 14 counties in 77 provinces were poisoned by Japanese ghosts 2091 times, causing tens of thousands of casualties.

The dead never sleep, and the survivors live in agony and nightmares.

"Om-hoo-"

The buzzing sound of monsters came from the depths of the air-raid shelter, Quan Heng turned the power ring, and "Punishment" burst out a pale and strong current, and the lightning struck the darkness.

"Let's fight quickly."

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Just to add a word, I read the book review, and said that the undead book is too boring, not good-looking, and I can't read it, so I got a low score and forced me to delete it.

I deleted the comment, and now I will seriously answer you again——

One word: roll.

(End of this chapter)