Arriving alone: ​​70 billion copies of survival

Chapter 125 Mother of Suffering (2)

"This is the real image of the mother of suffering?"

He Gang only felt nauseated.

This head is extremely huge, perhaps more than 500 meters in diameter, floating in the air, and the rotting skin on the entire face is composed of wriggling thick flesh and blood tentacles.

Ugly, old, hideous.

And... boundless light.

From this head supported by countless clusters of tentacles and wrapped in leather wings, it is obviously so strange, but it exudes a warm and bright light like the sun.

Under the radiance of this light, living flesh and blood rushed to the body of the Mother of Suffering through the huge tentacles that fell to the ground.

He thus becomes larger and more incomprehensible.

"Those slugs, they seem... in pain!"

Hancock exclaimed.

He Gang heard the news and looked.

Sure enough, those slugs that had been controlled and parasitic in the bodies of some crusaders actually swayed in pain in all directions, and scalding blisters began to appear all over their bodies, bursting and healing, and then continuing to burst.

Thick red and yellow liquids flowed all over the place.

"Mother of Misery and these slugs and strange dragons are not the filth of the same camp. Their relationship seems to be hostile."

He Gang quickly asked these infected crusaders to be isolated.

But they didn't notice that even though some members had died due to parasitism, the number of people was not only not small, but even more.

"System log: Your physical strength is declining."

"System log: Your physical strength is declining."

……

"System log: Your physical strength is currently Max."

"System log: Your physical strength is declining."

……

The light seemed to hurt them.

He Gang hasn't reacted yet.

Suddenly, an already extremely exhausted crusader fell to the ground.

The companion next to him quickly went to help him.

But he was so terrified by what happened in front of his eyes that he screamed.

"He! He melted!"

he growled.

He Gang and Hancock glanced at each other.

They didn't even have time to look at Diana, who was fighting against the Mother of Misery in the sky, and hurried over.

With just one glance, the San value will be crazy.

A puddle of liquid flesh flowed out from the crusader's suit.

It is exactly the same as living flesh and blood [Hungry People]!
The crusader's wailing could still be heard, his mouth rising and falling in the pool of flesh, begging for death.

Accompanied by the attraction of light, this pool of flesh and blood flowed uncontrollably towards the mother of suffering.

"Do you still have your own will, answer me."

He Gang quickly calmed down.

He probably knows why Dallas is so quiet, and he probably knows where the humans here have gone.

"I have a willful self..."

Although he answered He Gang's question, his will and logic were already very confused.

"You are being dragged uncontrollably to the mother of suffering. We should have killed you at this time, but your form has great reference value."

He Gang hesitated a little. He glanced at the crusaders with firm eyes around him and sighed.

"Are you willing... to live in this posture? Maybe we can save you in the future."

This crusader probably lost his physical strength in an instant, and then failed the judgment, and was dragged into the abyss of depravity by the mother of suffering.

Just like those other [starving people] here.

But to be honest, this kind of form... He Gang rarely sees it.

After being polluted, in addition to some confusion in logic and language, he still maintains his own will and thinking, but he cannot control his body.

Such special cases are of considerable research value.

The eyes of some Crusader soldiers were a little dim.

They believed that their fallen companion should be given the most dignified death.

Instead of being dissected like a guinea pig.

But the mouth that was still floating in the flesh and blood opened its mouth and said:

"Dedication, for the lord, for the future."

Then his voice fell silent.

"Put him in the strongest container. His mind is still there, which means that the soul is still there. When we can recruit the archangel, we can resurrect him in human form."

He Gang ordered the other crusaders.

Finally, there was some light in the eyes of these soldiers.

The Archangel of the Enlos continent is different from the angels of this world.

They have some incredible abilities, but maybe not as powerful as the angels here.

And those unbelievable abilities also include "resurrection".

"Everyone hides in the shadows, or directly enters the closed compartment. These rays of light are very dangerous. Long-term contact will make people fall into a certain attribute judgment. If the judgment fails, the physical strength will be cleared, and then it will be polluted into this liquid flesh and blood."

Looking at the living flesh and blood flowing towards the mother of suffering like a tide, He Gang suddenly felt nauseated.

He realized that those melted humans, their consciousness is extremely clear, but they can never break free.

This helplessness, this anxiety, this despair...

"Then free them..."

He Gang is going to use missiles to completely clean this place, of course, after they evacuate.

Humanity in this world cannot be saved.

Such as the Skeleton Mountain Village in the Ural Mountains.

If you are dead or polluted, you are no longer human.

What exactly is the mother of suffering...

He Gang frowned.

He has determined that this fallen deity is the chief culprit for the fall of Flushing.

This kind of great filth covers the entire United States, and every inch of land, from the sky to the core of the earth, has been completely polluted.

What is the purpose of the banshee Lamia to wake him up?
Why is this light...

It actually fits so well with the Holy Light.

He Gang reached out his hand under the light of Dasheng, and that hand was covered by the holy light, but the holy light seemed to come from the same source as the light from the countless eyes of the mother of suffering.

It actually merged into one body in an instant, which in turn burned He Gang's skin.

Surprising.

So weird.

When the disaster struck, what happened here?
"Hancock, can you intervene in this battle?"

"Okay, but I have to stay here."

"why?"

"Something is still in the dark."

Hancock lowered his voice.

What he said was a threat that had not yet surfaced.

Both he and Diana sensed it.

But they don't know what it actually is.

At this moment, Diana bombarded the face of the Mother of Misery like a meteorite.

She even inadvertently formed a cooperation with the dragon.

Every time the Sword of Killing God cuts off a ten-meter-long tentacle, one can feel the joy and desire of the mother of suffering's whole body.

The flesh and blood take pleasure in the death of another part of the body?
probably.

What a disgustingly weird individual.

There was almost a god-like radiance bursting from Diana's body.

She suddenly grabbed an arm that was at least ten meters thick, and the whole body of the mother of suffering froze.

"Are you really a god?"

The mantra noose around her waist was glowing, and it pierced this thick arm like a spear.

【boom--】

The incomparably huge body was dragged by one arm and foot by Diana, and it was thrown to the ground suddenly.

"It's disgusting!"

【呲——】

The sword of killing gods cut off the thickest arm and foot.

The Mother of Misery uttered a mighty wail.

He struggled on the ground, and when countless tentacles waved, he hanged several strange dragons.

(End of this chapter)