Global Distortion: The Mutation Frenzy of Billions of Lives

"It's coming."

"The big one is coming."

Yang Feng's six eyes looked at the huge crack that appeared on the ground.

Crazy killing.

Countless deaths.

The twisted chorus of hell.

The rift between reality and illusion seemed to be pierced by a heavy hammer, forming a real door.

"What is that!!"

Everyone was shocked. The crack emitted a strange light, and a deformed singing voice came faintly.

That singing voice...piercing and heart-wrenching.

That singing voice...deeply corroded the spirit.

That singing voice...like the murmur of the ancient gods.

That singing voice...like the wail and scream of the suffering of all living beings.

Many people heard this sound, and blood flowed out of their ears and nostrils involuntarily.

A deep helplessness filled the brain.

A negative emotion tore the spirit.

Bang.

Bang, bang, bang.

Many soldiers developed severe depression and pulled the trigger to commit suicide.

Many humans became stupid and foolish, rushed into the corpse group with strange smiles, and were torn to pieces by the monsters.

Boom boom boom!

A deafening roar came from the huge crack.

Blood-colored tentacles with a diameter of 10 meters were stretching out from the bottom of the abyss, with infinite power and evil, fiercely hitting the surrounding corpses and the army.

The earth trembled.

The blood-colored tentacles extended hundreds of meters in length, slapping the ground fiercely, instantly crushing the surging corpses into large pieces, turning them into rotten and smelly mud.

Gurgle gurgle gurgle.

The huge suction cups on the tentacles were like bloody mouths, sucking the rotten mud on the ground, greedily absorbing the nutrients in it.

Bang! !

The sound of steel tearing came.

Another tentacle crushed a tank with the momentum of a mountain, and the steel behemoth made of all alloy was smashed into a discus under its powerful bombardment.

Sweeping away.

Several tanks were blown away like toys, and the tip of the tentacle rolled up one of them, played with it in the palm of the hand, and then threw it into the bottomless abyss.

What is this?

What is this crack?

What are these tentacles extending from the abyss! !

"UAV positioning."

"We bomb it with missiles!!"

Commander Sun Guowei ordered, and drones flew out of the armed helicopter and positioned around several tentacles.

[Upload coordinates]

[Request support from missile vehicle troops]

The Dongfeng Express, which is ten times the speed of sound, was released from the missile vehicle dozens of miles away, drawing a perfect arc in the sky and bombarding the tentacles in the huge crack.

Boom boom boom boom! !

The earth trembled, flames burst, and the terrifying shock wave turned into a surging wave, smashing the surrounding corpse monsters.

The glass of the surrounding buildings burst instantly, turning into a little bit of year light rain falling down.

The farthest troops hid behind tanks and armored vehicles, but they could still feel the strong impact, and even two vehicles were blown away.

Thermobaric missiles.

Horrible high-yield bombs!!

This is almost the most powerful bomb besides nuclear weapons. Everything within a radius of 200 meters was blown up, almost incinerating everything.

The ground was burning.

The asphalt roads near the huge cracks were burned into carbonized glass under extremely high temperatures.

However... those tentacles were not dead.

Most of the tentacles with a diameter of more than ten meters were blown off, charred and smelly, and constantly flowing with an unknown mucus.

However.

Their broken parts were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and growing very quickly.

It only takes a few minutes.

The tentacles can heal and return to their original appearance.

"Sir!!"

"Let's retreat!!"

Captain Xia Hai gritted his teeth and begged. Under this situation, it was impossible to continue the rescue.

"We only saved half of the gathering point..."

Sun Guowei clenched his fists, his eyes flickering constantly, judging the situation in front of him.

There is not enough ammunition.

The soldiers are almost at their limit.

The team is getting more and more bloated, and it is difficult for the severely damaged troops to protect civilians.

Not to mention... we have to kill the crack tentacles in front of us, advance the second half of the journey, and rescue more refugees.

"Retreat!!"

"Everyone obeys, retreat!!"

Sun Guowei gave the order.

The mighty steel torrent began to retreat in the opposite direction, continuing the opened road, and leaving the city with the remaining refugees.

"Leader."

"What should we do."

The people of Blood Hunter saw that the army had begun to evacuate. Should they also leave?

"Wait a little longer."

"There is still an opportunity waiting for us."

Yang Feng's eyes flickered, and he asked everyone to hide in a hidden place, quietly waiting for something, watching the army not far away leave.

Opportunity? ?

The tentacles in the huge crack began to wriggle wildly.

They were healing faster and faster, and growing faster and faster.

The bloody tentacles rolled towards the endless tide of corpses, pushing them into the abyss of the fissure, wave after wave, with tens of thousands of them.

"Those rotten corpses..."

"They've also gone crazy, running wildly into the abyss!!"

Han Meixin, the two-headed man, said in surprise.

There was clearly a bottomless abyss ahead, but the rolling corpses still turned a blind eye, as if they were holding some kind of terrible ritual, and ran madly towards the crack.

The corpse tide never stopped.

They were affected by something.

They were summoned by something.

Yang Feng saw it clearly. Under the observation of the six eyes, the corpse tide had nothing to hide in the devil's eyes of desire.

Innocence!!

They were like a group of innocent friends.

Holding hands, shoulder to shoulder, jumping and singing nursery rhymes about death, they happily jumped into the crack of the abyss.

The chorus of hell beings.

The murmur of the ancient gods.

The whisper of the evil gods.

The distorted songs full of temptation were attracting more corpses to jump into the crack of the abyss.

Hundreds of thousands.

Two hundred thousand.

Five hundred thousand.

Millions.

The city with a population of nearly ten million attracted a million corpses as sacrifices, as if brewing an unimaginable evil.

Hual ... !

Hualalaala! !

A column of blood suddenly spurted out from the huge crack.

Endless filthy crimson slurry rushed up to the clouds and turned into dirty rain and fell on the entire city.

Blood and tears! !

The blood and tears that seemed to be from the evil god had a stronger effect.

After the blood-red dirty rain penetrated into the skin, it would corrode the essence of the ‘spirit’ and undergo a thorough transformation.

A reptile roared and roared.

The muscles on its body became more hideous and twisted, completely wrapping the entire body, becoming a deformed monster composed of muscle fibers.

A speedster, its body constantly twisted.

Its blood-colored dirty rain transformed it, with barbs all over its body, and its thighs extremely swollen, as thick as a grasshopper.

A strange snake emerged from the soil.

It was drenched in filthy blood rain, its scales shattered, and it continued to grow, with a diameter of more than 5 meters and a length of nearly 100 meters.

A strange fish raised its head and sucked the dirty rain.

It actually flew up with the wind, and continued to grow in the clouds, like a floating Kunpeng.

"Master!"

"Let's hide quickly!!"

Su Manman reminded everyone to avoid the bloody dirty rain.

"No!!"

Yang Feng immediately rejected it.

"Welcome it."

"Our souls have been distorted."

"Then let the distortion come more violently!!"

Facing the dirty blood rain, Yang Feng not only did not refuse, but opened his arms to welcome it.

He let the filth fall on him, and even opened the big mouth of the ghost face to swallow it, feeling the changes in his body.

[Six Eyes]

The transformed six eyes flickered.

The essence of the soul seemed to be undergoing another transformation.

The ghost face gradually merged with Yang Feng completely, and linked together more closely, not only covering the cheeks, but also integrating into the soul.

This mask... worn on the soul, it can't be taken off.

"So what!!"

"Come on, come on, come on."

"Complete fusion, even crazier, become my life!!"

Yang Feng screamed hysterically, and the ghost face gradually merged into the essence of the soul and gradually merged into one.