Mysterious Life Simulator

Chapter 78
Could the concept of abomination be
[There is nowhere to escape in the fog].

You can only deal with it head-on.

Unable to turn around and run away.

No matter which direction it flees, it will appear in the fog in that direction.

Huge, eerie and frightening.

It simply made George and his party panic to the extreme.

There is a hazy daylight in the misty sky, but I don't know where this daylight comes from and when it will dissipate.

These gray-white dim lights shone from all directions behind the huge alien that had always occupied the sight of the three and was slowly approaching, casting a shadow like a revived mountain peak on the ruins.

I don't know where it is, it's completely different from the layout of Hell's Kitchen, but the building is somewhat similar.

From the ruins of the huge temple complex came the sound of something striking a bronze bell.

【when--】

【when--】

With a sound, the hatred moved forward even further.

The desperate believer suddenly prostrated himself on the ground.

It felt a great threat from the abomination and an aura that even it felt disgusted.

Somehow this disgust came back clearly to George.

how to say
Not out of aversion to the unacceptable shape.

Instead, it's more like some kind of emotion engraved in the genes.

The kind of hatred and resistance that can't wait to be crushed.
【bass--】

Bend your legs slightly.

The right hand caresses the left waist, and the palm rests on the handle of the knife.

"You can't fight it head-on."

"Enter the building first, and I'll hold this thing."

George noticed Peter's struggling expression.

The body of the abomination exudes a certain sanity-lowering smell or domain.

Even a traveler like him whose sanity value is much higher than that of ordinary people can feel a chill in his bones, not to mention Peter and Harry, who have never shown a mentality beyond their peers.

Their IQs may be high.

But IQ is by no means a measure of sanity.

No one knows what bad things will happen if the sanity is too low.

The information and intelligence that George has is really too little.

But he dared not take the risk.

There are still about ten minutes to the two hours mentioned on Friday.

Relying on the hopeless believer and his current physique and talent, he can barely hold this alien-hating creature for a while.

Peter wanted to say something else, but seeing George's firm gaze and unquestionable expression, he nodded immediately, took Harry, who was about to refuse, and walked towards several short buildings nearby.

This is a crossroads, surrounded by many unspoiled buildings with their doors ajar.

Peter and Harry quickly disappeared through the gate of one of the low buildings, the former giving George a deep look before entering.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

George said.

Peter said: "Be careful, Mr. Stock, they should be here soon, don't try desperately."

"Ah."

George was just taking a gamble.

He knew that even at night in Queens, even if the fog was pervasive and dangerous these days, as long as he stayed indoors obediently, he would hardly encounter any danger. Hooligans wandering around in the fog at night.

Perhaps one of the concepts of the abomination is that it cannot harm the creatures inside the building?
He now automatically associated the presence of the Mist with the Abomination.

Watching the two of them enter the building, George finally looked back at the bird when the sound of fighting was heard inside the building.
Like a alien facing the abyss.

huge.

magnificent.

Surprising.

bloody.

indescribable.

There should be countless words used for this creature.

It stands there, just like a god!

The remaining few Mark-Beelzebub suits wrapped in the Flyman approached from all directions like moths to the flame. After approaching, they felt even more gigantic and alien. Their propellers could not support them like active battle suits. Supersonic flight.

Like a Spartan warrior.

Shouting that Sparta will win, holding a simple spear in his hand that is completely out of proportion to the Persians, he went to die with his chest upright.

Friday manipulated the suits to try to use their own energy as bombs to damage the abominations.

But these steel alloy creations were entangled by fiercely waving tentacles one after another before they even got close.

【boom! 】

【boom! 】【boom! 】.
One after another, the battle suits were pinched by the tough, thick and colorful sticky tentacles, and then destroyed and crushed in an instant, exploding with brilliant flames.

Like a torch burning in the depths of the unknown fog at sea to guide sailors.

【噗嗤——】

At this moment, George moved!
The demon knife came out of its sheath, and cut the waist of a fly man blocking the way, breaking it in two!

Then, he and the hopeless believer, who had just been absorbing flesh and blood and swelled to a height of four or five meters, were on the left and right, approaching the abomination at a speed that was difficult to observe with the naked eye.

【moment】!
32 times faster!
A slight sonic boom appeared for a moment, and George's terrifying initial velocity even surpassed the sound in an instant!
The huge, blazing and dazzling body of the believer in desperate situation leaped high, and stepped on the hard ground from the right, causing cobweb-like cracks to appear on the concrete stone.

Its shape at this moment is very similar to the doomsday that appeared in the superman movie. Every swollen muscle is the flesh and blood of a whole Flyman before it died. The surface of some muscles can still pass through the pulsating blood vessels. The face of the Flyman who is still struggling!

Its body was as huge as an Asian elephant, but it was still too weak compared to the abomination that was at least 20 meters tall.

The huge body that seemed to be dragging the tail of flames was actually rolled up in mid-air by more than a dozen thick tentacles protruding from behind the abomination!

The suction cups of the tentacles are firmly welded into the body of the believer in extremis. Inside each sucker is a face without facial features with dense rings of human teeth growing. These teeth slowly and firmly tear the flesh and blood of the believer in extremis.

Also at this time!

Relying on the terrifying initial speed, George stepped straight on the flesh and blood of the abominable body, sending himself to the face of this terrifying monster!
George jumped up in the air, and the arc light reflected by Yaodao Murura illuminated his eyes.

Suddenly there was another moment of astonishment.

On the extremely bloated face of hatred, there are hundreds of human eyes densely packed.
They were all staring at him!
But this was only a moment of astonishment, and Murasame had already slashed dozens of times, like a pile driver, cutting fiercely at the heart of Abomination's chest, and then the force of the falling made each knife go deeper!
The viscous scarlet liquid shot out, and was completely blocked by the waving demon knife.

A look of excitement appeared on George's face.

It worked!
Successfully broke the defense!
But the next moment, before the expression of surprise dissipated, a look of astonishment appeared in his eyes!
one hand!
An incomparably huge hand that could crush an elephant to death and was composed of countless tiny organs and tissues enveloped him in an instant!

"Don't think about it!"

[Moment] Triggered instantly.

George twisted his waist in the air in an almost impossible posture, and Murasame swung thirteen knives with the greatest strength in Iaido within one second!

The thirteen knives were all cut in the center of the palm, and they actually cut and smashed this terrifying limb!

(End of this chapter)