The two soldiers tried to call headquarters, but found no response whatsoever. The nightmare that happened before came again, and the chief guard silently held down the soldier who was panicking and kept restarting the communicator, and said in a low voice, "Let's get out of here first, be careful with your head."
"On the head?"
"Those bugs came down from the tree, we put our backpacks on our heads and get out of here quickly!" Schneider seemed to have taken over the leader's position from the Alpha sergeant, and the other party did not propose at this time. any objection.
At this time, Ethan had a feeling that they couldn't leave.
Everyone put their backpacks on their heads according to their words, lowered their bodies and quickly walked through the grass and trees. But not too far away, everyone suddenly stopped.
About twenty steps away in front of them, the bushes on the ground were densely packed with fleshy worms as long as pythons. Under the moonlight, the white flowers were rubbing against each other's soft and sticky bodies, dripping from their bodies. The translucent mucus covered the blades of grass, and thin silk threads were drawn. From time to time, they lifted the small mouthed front end, swayed twice in the air as if aimlessly, and occasionally let out one or two groans that were also aimlessly sickly. They didn't seem to notice the arrival of the seven of them, but the dark red blood dripping from their small mouths contained a clear warning.
The seven looked at each other, and the sergeant said, "Try another direction!"
However, when they changed their route breathlessly, they still stopped in front of a sea of knotted flesh worms. No one knows, when did this sea of insects appear all over the mountains and plains, and why didn't there be any sign when it came
Is the underside of this woodland crowded with these disgusting creatures
The tinnitus caused by the infrasound disturbance has been lingering in Ethan's ears, and suddenly he seems to feel that someone is calling his name. The call came from the depths of the forest, from the depths of the earth beneath their feet, trembling between every molecule of the air. On the one hand, he was inexplicably attracted, and on the other hand, he felt a thick and oppressive atmosphere rolling over from the center of the woodland.
There is the dark center of the planet...
I don't know if it was an illusion. The light color of the copper plums that were emitting fluorescent light on the tree seemed to have suddenly dimmed at this time. Except for the strange screams of the fleshy insects, no other creatures could be heard in the woods.
Suddenly, the bugs began to move. They wriggled little by little with their sinuous and twisted bodies, the front end of which had no facial features but only a mouth swaying, aligning them in unison. Then, the folds of those flesh began to ripple wave after wave, and as the ripples pushed back, the flesh worms began to surround them.
When they squirmed, their bodies rubbed against the grass and trees on the ground to make a sticky sound, their mouths opened one after another, and they screamed harshly at them. The seven people hurriedly backed away, and an inhuman was tripped over by a tree root. From nowhere, the front end of a worm suddenly stretched out, its small mouth expanded several times its original size, and it immediately swallowed the inhuman head like a pocket. The thin skin of the mouth squirmed and sucked, and the inhuman screams of terror or pain stopped abruptly, only the sound of flesh being sucked and ground, the gray brain and blood dripping from the gap at the front .
"Run!" Samuel roared, grabbed Ethan and turned around and ran. Schneider, the sergeant, and the rest of the inhuman named Stan followed. They were in a panic, seeing the tangled worms everywhere, and hearing their screams that pierced the heavens. They fired, but the bullet slammed into the worm's body as if it had hit a layer of soft pudding, which was quickly wrapped and healed by the flesh. And those monsters would spit out hot yellow acid at them, and a few drops were splashed on the sergeant's arm, which immediately corroded his uniform and weapons, and burned the flesh on his hands directly. He screamed in pain, but did not dare to stop, and continued to run forward.
Ethan stumbled after Samuel, looking back. The front ends of the worms swayed slowly in the dark. He always felt that these bugs didn't really want to eat them. If they just wanted to fill their stomachs, they would have been devoured by the countless worms.
Those worms are making them run in a certain direction.
… the direction they just came from.
Could it be that these extremely primitive-looking prehistoric creatures have certain intelligence
Before long, they were standing in front of the staircase that they had seen before, which seemed to have been covered in dust for many centuries. It was an entrance hidden between the roots of the tree. The stairs went all the way down to the ground, and it was dark inside and could not be seen clearly. Schneider turned on the lights on the laser gun, and the straight beam ended on two stones that appeared to be doors.
The screams of the monsters are still approaching from all directions, like a song of hell. Samuel looked at Schneider, "What should I do?"
"... Go in and talk!" Schneider gritted his teeth.
The group quickly stepped on the slippery moss and rotting leaves and rushed to the faintly visible stone door underground. Ethan walked at the end, and the sour and rotten smell that he smelled in his nose became stronger and stronger. He covered his nose with his hands, and while walking, he looked at the artificially repaired stone walls on both sides of the stairs. It was faintly visible that many twisted mural-like things were buried under moss marks and vines.
He reached out to remove the vines, and he really saw the frescoes that had been worn away by the wind and frost and could not be seen clearly. It seemed to be a picture of bowing, with many horned human figures lined up in a row, bowing to several huge bar-shaped objects. And those strip-shaped objects all bowed down to a large group of stacked spheres.
"Ethan! What are you doing! Come here!" Samuel urged him below.
At the bottom of the stairs were two stone gates, which looked extraordinarily heavy. Each of the two gates was carved with the appearance of a male and female horned person with a very painful expression. They folded their hands on their chests, but their eyes were wide open in a strange way, and their mouths were wide open, as if they were howling in extreme terror.
Those are really two very uncomfortable reliefs.
What's even more uncomfortable is that the stone gate, which seems to be difficult to push by manpower, has a gap wide enough for one person to pass sideways. The thick darkness behind the gap, with a sinister alluring smile, quietly looked back at them.
"What if this is the nest of those bugs?" the sergeant asked in disbelief, pressing his injured right arm.
"Do we have any other options?" Ethan said suddenly, "Listen, they keep letting us in. If we don't go in, we'll become like everyone else."
Schneider's sharp eyes shot at him, "What? You can still understand those things?"
Schneider's words gave Samuel a nervous look at Ethan. The latter knew what Ethan had become, and probably doubted whether Ethan could really understand the language of those bugs.
After all... If he remembers correctly, when Ethan was no longer Ethan, he used to drive two giant worms to devour the horned man under the altar...
Ethan suddenly curved his mouth, his smile was a little cold, "Maybe I really understand..." After he finished speaking, he took the lead to get into the darkness.
Samuel couldn't hold him, and he tutted angrily, looked back at Schneider, "Damn, it's a death to be horizontal!" He also slammed his heart and got into it.
In the darkness, the stench seemed to solidify into some kind of entity, causing Ethan to bend over and cough. However, Samuel did not smell such a choking odor, but felt that the air here seemed to be isolated from the world for a long time, very humid, and possibly full of various molds. Omega turned on the spotlight on the laser gun in his hand and scanned the surroundings.
After a flat ground, there are steps again. Stairs that spread down. On the stone walls on both sides, there are some crooked horned characters inscribed.
Schneider and two other people also got in, and the first thing they did was try to push the half-open stone door. But that Shimen was stubborn and stubborn in front of the four people.
At this moment, Ethan suddenly hissed and said, "Listen."
The other four moved and listened for a while, but heard nothing. Schneider asked impatiently, "What do you hear? Can't hear anything?"
"Yeah, just can't hear anything," Ethan said. "Those bugs don't call anymore."
When he said this, the other four people reacted. It was so quiet that you could even hear the wind rustling the leaves.
"If that's the case, then we..." Samuel had not finished speaking when he suddenly heard a rumbling sound.
The stone gate, which had just opened the gap and could not be pushed by four people, was suddenly closed.
No one pushes, no external force, it just shuts down.
As if it were conscious of itself.
None of the six people could speak for a while, only the light in Samuel's hand opened up a golden bubble in the darkness.
"This is a trap!" The sergeant seemed to be exhausted as he slid along the stone gate and sat on the ground, blood dripping from his burnt right hand.
The non-talkative non-human named Stan pointed to the writing on the wall and asked, "What did it say?"
Schneider turned on the translation function of the portable capsule he hung around his neck, and a beam of light shot out from the small mini smart computer, scanning the text on the wall and quickly analyzing it. In a short time, those words were converted into Earth language and re-projected.
Those words are actually just repeating the same sentence overwhelmingly.
"This is the resting place of the holy race, and it is also the starting point of your nightmares."