Arriving alone: ​​70 billion copies of survival

Chapter 56

"Movement in that direction!"

The shock in Brooklyn spread to Manhattan, and even caused the towering buildings in the fog to fall one after another like dominoes, and the gravel and smoke were intertwined with the dense fog in an instant.

Like the Wei River blending into Jingshui.

Numerous bodies hung from dead hickory trees stared at the trio as they moved carefully in the shadows.

Those eyes watched them all the time, as if they were alive.

Through the back of a completely shattered head, He Gang saw that the eyes that belonged to the empty shell of this corpse turned around abruptly in their sockets!
The corpses just looked at the three of them.

The movement that could even collapse a building could not shake countless dead hickory trees at all.

The moon is closer to the earth than at any moment in the past. Its hideous and huge facial features are bloody and bloody. With a crazy smile, it seems that it is being watched wherever it goes.

The existence of fog and haze seems to be some kind of protection for New York and even the entire earth.

"It's Brooklyn. There's something wrong with Hart and the others."

Dumbledore frowned. Zuowu's blinking skill was very limited. For example, he couldn't use it now.

Otherwise, they should have returned to the [Great Cemetery] by now.

But it's not a problem to leave such a thing in lower Manhattan, which is so close. Sooner or later, it will find its way to the base.

A huge tentacle that swept across unconsciously was cut off by Hancock with great force, and the mouths of the sticky flesh and blood of the corpses attached to it began to emit sharp screams and dense low-pitched wailing.

As soon as the tentacles landed, countless black substances oozed out from the ground, like a group of hungry rats pouring out from every crack in the ground, squeaking and eating, being crushed and mixed together by a huge force human corpses.

An extremely huge natural disaster of flesh and blood ravaged the entire lower Manhattan, and its mixed will was simply more terrifying than the roaring waves of the angry sea.

Even Hancock dismissed the idea of ​​fighting it.

A battle of this magnitude would lead to a large-scale riot in the fog, and it may even cause serious and irreparable overturning trauma to New York City.

"Go into the fog, let's go to Brooklyn."

He Gang said,
"We can't contact Hart right now, but we have agreed on a meeting place."

Although the gray fog is weird, it is far from dangerous. The pollution level and level of activities in New York are far lower than that of the outside world.

The flesh and blood disaster seems to be completely unrestricted by the system.

It is endlessly big, endlessly powerful, and endlessly weird.

Standing in the city, it looks like an unattainable mountain, and every inch of rotting flesh and blood smells of evil and blood.

"Every time an eyeball is born on this monster's body, it seems that there is an extra will to howl. The souls of those who were killed are all left on their crushed corpses."

Dumbledore pointed to the gigantic natural disaster of flesh and blood that didn't know where it was based. Fortunately, this hard-to-see existence could not unify its mixed consciousness.

It's as if an individual has been divided into hundreds of thousands or millions of personalities. Each personality has become the most evil fanatic in hatred, pain and violence, and they are competing for the dominance of the body without giving in.

But maybe the breath of strangers has an unusual attraction to filth or to this evil creature. When the three of them fumbled, they were about to step into the gray mist.

All is silent!

Screams, curses, screams, cries, all the mixed flute sounds suddenly stopped.

It was as if the whole world paused at this moment.

He Gang turned back mechanically.

He only saw that the towering and surging natural disaster of flesh and blood like a pool of rotten meat suddenly stopped the game of thinking.

Every will of this thing was accompanied by eyeballs that were densely packed like pores on the human body, staring at the three of them.

Every dead hickory trembled.

There are black, red, and brown paste-like substances flowing out from the inside of those tree trunks. These decayed minced meat are mixed with things like teeth, eyeballs, or liver.

Boom--! !

Huge tentacles stick out from under each hickory tree, like creepy and terrifying octopuses buried deep in the ground.

The empty shells of corpses hanging on the branches let out a stern laugh

Their severely damaged vocal chords made a booming sound, accompanied by a strong smoke, mixed together to become some kind of musical instrument for playing mourning music.

"run!!"

So Hancock didn't care too much immediately, he grabbed a person with one hand, jumped up from the ground, and pierced into the gray fog with a sonic boom.

Having plunged into the dense fog with such a violent posture, even if Dumbledore immediately used a defensive spell to resist the gust of wind, endless babbles that seemed to come from the abyss of hell fell into the ears of the three of them immediately.

There were colorful things protruding from the void in the gray fog, but they were instantly thrown behind Hancock who was moving at high speed.

Hurry up!
Hurry up!
The natural disaster of flesh and blood is so huge, but extremely flexible, like a black cloud rising from the ground, hundreds of thousands of tentacles made of minced flesh of the dead chased the three of them with a piercing sound.

Even the gray fog receded in this pursuit.

Those things born in the gray mist didn't even have time to disperse, and were instantly smashed to pieces by those huge tentacles.

In addition to the howling sound of the wind, the sound of electric current sizzling suddenly sounded in the ears.

Hart was talking intermittently.

Only words such as "heart", "chasing", "death" and "horror" were heard.

But He Gang quickly analyzed the situation.

A big filth shows up in Brooklyn too!

"Keep going to Brooklyn, Hancock!"

So he shouted loudly and no longer cared about the gray mist.
"We might be able to take out two threats directly this time!"

In fact, Hancock also heard Brooklyn's roars and roars, as well as the thumping sound that almost resonated with his blood and heart.

He didn't speak, but just led the huge flesh and blood natural disaster waving tentacles behind him, like a fast-moving mountain, towards the front.

The more you go in this direction, the more you feel an indescribable sense of crisis.

Frightening.

It's scary.

The air is filled with certain substances that can speed up the heart, and the gray mist is getting thicker and more active.

The visual range gradually decreased from five meters to three meters, and then from three meters to one meter.

It's like the bottom of the deep Mariana Trench, surrounded by turbid seawater. Those arms and legs are moving unconsciously and without malice like deep-sea creatures.

"There's something almost alpha-like waking up in Brooklyn."

“It’s incomplete, but it’s being completed.”

"very dangerous."

Hart's voice finally reached He Gang's ears.

They were also fleeing in the direction of He Gang.

Crazy escape!
The awakened thing showed an unusual obsession with flesh and blood, and the filthy corpses displayed everywhere were devoured!

(End of this chapter)