1.
A group of people walked towards the direction of the gate, did not walk a few steps, Xia Tian stopped suddenly.
If the weapon is still there, you will probably hear the sound of drawing swords out of their sheaths around you at this moment, or even better, you can hear a bunch of bullets being loaded or the activation of energy guns, but now there is only an unarmed silence.
A ferocious and broken face loomed in the darkness, with its neck stretched forward greedily and its long tongue sticking out.
"Fuck!" Xia Tian scolded.
Several other people also cursed a few words. After seeing it clearly, they realized that it was an ancient statue with a human-like face, a greedy and sinister expression, a lifelike shape, and stuck in the darkness. It was a scene from a horror movie. .
They walked around it carefully, feeling uncomfortable even knowing it was a statue.
But along the way, there are such statues at intervals, and some of them are in good shape, as if they were alive. Xia Tian doesn't want to know the organizer's setting for this thing at all, I'm afraid that it won't work if I don't want to know.
Bai Jing'an said, "Let me introduce your occupation."
"Sniper," someone said.
"Network logistics," said a self-deprecating voice.
"Second sniper."
In the end, there were two soldiers, four snipers, one network support, and one repairman, and only Bai Jingan had a tactical plan—Xicheng said sarcastically, "It's not too shabby."
They continued to move forward, and it didn't take long before they left this area of underground water flow, and the space of the sewer became open.
It no longer looks like a sewer, the stone is no longer so rugged, it has obviously been repaired, and the zenith is higher, like an ancient underground corridor that has never seen the light.
Glowing moss still grows in the wet places, showing a cold light of pale green, with a little red.
These things are the props created by Gene Studio commissioned by the TV station in the early years to develop the underground plot. In places with a lot of red light moss, the horror level of the whole area will jump to a level, and it will become truly dangerous. Props can always accurately reflect the direction of the development of the plot.
As they continued to move forward, the scene became more and more weird, and they had completely entered the ancient building under the castle.
Xia Tian looked up at the statue standing in front of him, it was five or six meters high, its figure was distorted, its thin arms propped up the zenith, like an arch.
The tongues of the two statues stretched out in the air, surrounded by red moss, as if they had just eaten human flesh raw and hadn't wiped their mouths clean.
The dark red sewage kept flowing down from the tip of the tongue, and it looked unusually disgusting.
Several people stopped at the same time and stared at it.
"Maybe we went the wrong way." Fang Youtian said in a begging tone, "Can you not go in?"
"I understand, this doesn't seem like a way out," Xia Tian said.
"Let's put it this way," Bai Jing'an said, "This gate was built in such a way that it was for us to enter."
Several people mourned silently for a while in front of this horrible scene, and walked in resignedly.
They quickly entered an underground palace completely.
The surrounding space became wider and more statues and decorations appeared. It had been abandoned for a long time, and a small part of the castle was temporarily converted into a sewer. But the building itself is even bigger, spreading deeper and wider into the dark depths, and it is unknown what is hidden.
The only good news is that they found a few ancient bones in the corner - although certainly not really ancient. There are several spears scattered beside it, made of bones.
No one wants to know what the bones are, but at least you can replace the bloody and poor quality ones in your hand.
They desperately need weapons. Everyone sensed, as they moved on, that there was a smell of decaying flesh and wild animals in the air, too thick to ignore as they moved through certain areas.
Xicheng scratched the plantain leaf on his arm—it is said that he wrote it when he first arrived in Shangcheng. At that time, he felt cool when he saw the shape of the plant. Later, he regretted that he didn’t write a rare one—and said: “There must be Something else."
"Not too young." Xia Tian said.
The few people nearby expressed their agreement sparingly, and anyone who lived in the lower city could smell it. It was the smell of predatory creatures in the dark.
They moved forward cautiously, formation forming almost naturally.
Xia Tian walked in the front, Bai Jing'an was behind him. It's a natural thing to do, and in a team kill show, something like that can develop very quickly, where you just naturally start walking up to someone and getting used to turning your head and seeing them.
The surroundings are completely in the shape of the ancient palace of the gods, empty and huge, eroded by moisture, and the shimmer of moss sets off the underground building like a dream.
The only thing worth mentioning was that they found two other corpses in a corner. The corruption was not serious. From the clothes, it seemed that they belonged to castle soldiers, but they had been dead for a while.
I don't know if it has something to do with "eternal punishment", but the weapon has finally been upgraded—there are two rusted swords next to the corpse.
In view of the fact that there are two fighters in the team, they belonged to Xia Tian and Xicheng respectively. Xia Tian felt that this thing would break if it was cut with something harder, but there was nothing to criticize at this time, the others were still in the bone spear era.
They need weapons very much now. The light here is weird. The mossy light makes the darkness darker and it is easy to cause visual impairment. It is a good place for sneak attack.
According to Xia Tian, what they entered was a huge trap, a good hunting ground for dark creatures. And they are the feast.
It's really a big easter egg.
They were walking through a corridor when it happened.
The walkway is nearly six meters wide, with beautifully carved stone pillars on both sides. The style is not like an underground building, and some facilities are obviously used for lighting.
Xia Tian looked at the surrounding stone statues. They are elegantly clothed, and do not match the greedy twisted faces. Delicate earrings can occasionally be seen on their monstrously pointed ears.
As if the statues had been something brighter and more refined, but one day they suddenly became malevolent, and monsters grew out of them, and their slender hands and feet became misshapen and sickly.
This must be some kind of deep setting, Xia Tian thought, the artist in the upper city is a professional.
He wanted to say something, but then decided to let it go. His mind was full of the bloody scene on the altar just now, and the ubiquitous but invisible cameras made him nervous, as if he was naked and being studied by a group of people with knives and forks.
If the first two rounds were melee, in the third round, Xia Tian clearly realized how delicate and extreme those people behind the scenes would use to kill the contestants one by one.
The ones who are really killing here are neither their opponents nor the cyborgs. It's the camera.
That's when they hit the thing.
They were passing through a hall where there were statues of fierce gods here and there, as if they would climb out of their pedestals in the dark, and leap to eat people.
The thing had obviously been hiding in the dark for a while, and had been watching for a while.
When they got close, it jumped out from behind a remnant wall, as fast as lightning, with a clear goal, and rushed towards the sloping grass that was slightly out of formation on the left.
Inclined Grass reacted very quickly and quickly jumped to the side, but it was too late. It misses his throat, but bites hard through his right shoulder and hits his body hard.
He fell to the ground, screaming, blood spurting, his shoulder dislocated, and the thing dragged him into the darkness.
Xia Tian was right next to the slanting grass, and he didn't see what it was, so he took his sword and chopped down on its head.
In the chaos, he felt that the blade of the sword hit the bone, and Xia Tian slashed down obliquely, the blunt sword cut with difficulty, but in an instant he felt a change in the feel of the edge—
Xia Tian jerked back violently, and inserted it hard into that place.
The unknown creature let out a scream and twisted its body frantically, but the sword broke in the next second.
Xia Tian fell to the ground, still holding the broken sword in one hand. The thing let go, wailed like a baby crying, and retreated into the darkness.
Xia Tian grabbed the slanted grass by the collar and dragged it back, but the moment he saw him, he realized that he was dead, hopeless.
Xia Tian let go, leaving a long bloodstain in front of him. Someone ran over to check the injury on the slanting grass. In the past few seconds, the sniper's right arm was almost completely pulled off.
It looked like the end of a raid, but something was definitely wrong, there was a smell in the air...
Then everyone froze, staring somewhere in the dark.
The monster did not escape, but was crouching on the side of the corridor.
They finally saw what it looked like, it was a huge pale white monster with wrinkled skin covered with sparse fur and filth. It was about two meters tall, and its eyes were a dirty dark red color. One of them crouched there like a human with a broken sword stuck in it.
Most people in the team recognized this thing at a glance.
A mutant mouse, hairless... and about three times the size of the downtown one.
Xia Tian had seen this type of model during the massacre in N District—and now there are still some running around in the sewer, which is really a thousand years old—he thought it was the last time.
But apparently there's a market for ugly, crazy, deadly stuff everywhere.
Several people stared at this thing, their weapons were pathetic enough to describe, the slanting grass was still screaming, the air was filled with the smell of blood, the air was warm and humid, but everyone's bones were chilling.
It crouched like a misshapen human body, twisted in hell's game. In the next second, it rushed over again, as fast as lightning, not commensurate with its huge body at all.
This time he was rushing towards the west city, Xia Tian grabbed the broken sword and was about to rush over when he heard Bai Jing'an's voice.
"Summer." He said, his voice a little tense.
Xia Tian turned his head.
The mutated mouse flew past him, bringing with it a gust of stench. At the same time, Xicheng's long sword completely pierced into the mutated mouse's nose, breaking off just like his - what the hell quality!
It let out a wail, half rolled, and retreated into the darkness. But Xia Tian didn't care about these things, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the thing poking his head down from the zenith.
It crawled out of the darkness without a sound. It has countless legs. I can't tell how long it is. It's a bit like a variant of a centipede. It's really... fucking long...
"Uh, West City?" Xia Tian said.
Xicheng finally got rid of the Mutant Rat, which was considered a major victory - it was impossible to kill it with this kind of sword. He turned his head and saw something crawling over the zenith.
2.
There was silence for a few seconds.
When this kind of thing appears, the atmosphere of the whole area will become different. You can feel it from the sound and the air, a sound that is infinitely close to the approaching breath of death.
Everyone fell silent and stood there, staring at the behemoth above.
After a while, someone cursed: "Fucking pervert..."
No one doubted that he was not scolding the organizer.
Bai Jing'an said dryly: "Try to spread out."
Who took a few steps back, at this moment, its tentacles probed in the air, rushing towards Xia Tian without warning. The monsters in the kill show are born knowing how to kill.
Xia Tian dodged in embarrassment, it brushed his hair and rushed over, changed direction once in the middle, and hit a guy behind him.
He didn't scatter fast enough, and the worm's pincers snapped off his carotid artery, and half his neck. Xia Tian didn't know his name, he only knew that he was a repairman, he was silent all the way, with a pessimistic look on his face, now the prediction finally came true.
The repairman fell to the ground, no one cared about him, the worms turned around and continued to attack, and everyone couldn't protect themselves.
Fang Youtian grabbed a rock and threw it at it, hitting the head. As expected of a sniper.
In the chaos, Xia Tian heard Bai Jing'an's voice, it was quite calm, making people feel safe in the chaos.
Bai Jing'an said: "It's not poisonous. Try to attack the head."
This is not easy, but at least it is a direction, and this is what is most needed now.
But the monster was extremely dexterous, it stopped for a while, then changed direction suddenly, and rushed towards the west city. The man dodged a blow, but in the confusion, the other body of the big bug rolled over, the long legs of the joint limbs cut through his calf, Xicheng cursed and fell to the ground.
It rushed towards the west city again, Xia Tian stuffed the broken sword in his hand into its mouth. It couldn't bite into pieces for a while, and twisted crazily, every part of its body was as sharp as a blade.
Who did it cut to, Xia Tian didn't see clearly, but the network support grabbed the rock that bounced off just now, and smashed it hard on one of its eyes. He smashed the carapace, and it hissed as it hurt, a good job of network logistics.
Xicheng backed away, preparing for the next attack, Bai Jing'an grabbed a discarded bone spear, and ruthlessly nailed a part of its body deep into a crevice in the stone.
Xia Tian firmly grasped the rusted hilt, controlled the position of its head, and waited for Xicheng to attack again.
But did not wait.
No one noticed, the mouse sneaked back from the darkness.
It must have some kind of evil intelligence, prowling around the battlefield without showing up, watching them melee with the giant centipede. At the moment when Xicheng injured his right leg and retreated from the battlefield to make a detour... Probably, no one knows.
When Xicheng entered a dark area, it jumped out and bit his head.
Its fangs crushed his skull like chewing a biscuit. At this moment, Fang Youtian grabbed the stone again and smashed it on the big centipede's head, flattening half of its head. It struggled desperately, Xia Tian grasped the hilt of the sword and stabbed hard.
All he heard was a vague curse and the horrifying sound of bones breaking. Xia Tian turned his head to look, and saw that huge mutated mouse—it was right, with half a sword point stuck in its eye, and a big hole in its nose—biting Xi Cheng’s head, like biting a toy man , dragged into the darkness.
Xia Tian loosened the sword and rushed towards that direction, Xi Cheng's feet were still kicking, but...
There was no salvation, obviously.
At that moment, Xia Tian saw the monster's eyes, which were staring at him. Those were intelligent eyes, full of hunger and furious pain.
Behind him, several other people swarmed up and smashed the big worm's head into a pulp. Its body was still writhing, but it stopped very quickly.
Xia Tian was still staring at the darkness, but finally stopped and did not catch up.
There was a tug and a sound that seemed to be chewing in the depths of the darkness, and the sound lingered for a long time, echoing in the building.
He felt the powerlessness of resignation, this feeling is not unfamiliar, like a large piece of pig iron sinking towards his stomach, arousing a burst of cold anger. He clenched his fists tightly and didn't even have a sword.
Everyone was looking in that direction, no one chased after it rashly, things happened too fast, there was no chance... probably earlier, there was never a chance.
Xia Tian looked back at the battlefield, only to find that there was another corpse, the wounded number he could not remember the name of, the carapace of the long worm cut open his abdomen, almost cut him in half, he struggled for a while before he died .
In front of the corpses of giant bugs, it felt more like they had shrunk.
They were toy people trapped in an underground palace, small and weak, only primitive plastic sticks, surrounded by super-sized mice and centipedes. They ran around, but they had nowhere to go, and they could only be chewed up one by one by the underground creatures.
The toy owners watched with gusto in front of the camera.
Fang Youtian's voice sounded uncertain, immature and frightened, making people upset, he said: "Aren't we... not to catch up?"
"It's useless." Bai Jing'an said.
His voice was flat, as if the disaster he was facing was no big deal, and it was all data that could be estimated.
Xia Tian turned to look at him, Bai Jing'an always looked calm, but it was far from incomprehensible as it was when they first met. He has almost become a comfort.
—He's doing his job. As a tactical planner, in addition to assessing the situation and formulating tactics, he had to be the calmest one in the team, giving rational advice in the worst situation, and remaining ruthless.
The darkness is too deep, there must be such a person.
Fang Youtian wanted to say something else, but he didn't say it in the end. Xia Tian turned around to check the cut on Bai Jingan's arm - the centipede swept it just now, and there was blood oozing out.
"It's okay." Bai Jing'an said.
Xia Tian nodded, turned around to inspect the battlefield. Xie Cao fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss, several people around looked at Bai Jing'an, and he said, "Don't take it with you, the smell of blood will attract monsters."
No one spoke, and everyone agreed with this sentence. It was not the first time for the people here to participate in the killing show, and they knew what kind of world this was.
They packed up the scattered weapons and left the area. The sound of battle might have attracted something else.
Xiecao was lying there, and Fang Youtian put a bone spear in his hand, but everyone knew that nothing could help.
This temporary team continued to move forward, and with the fighting and constant detours, it was no longer possible to judge the current position. The underground palace is a world of its own, and it wants to keep all the people trapped here forever.
For a while, Xia Tian felt that they were getting farther and farther away from the exit, and this was probably not an illusion.
The only thing that can ensure departure is time.
It was the fourteenth day, and in about thirty hours the game would be over. The sky would light up, the music would come on, and the host would tell them in a sweet voice that the ordeal was over, everyone passed the test, and the third fucking round was over.
Xia Tian once felt that in a Shura field, the fireworks at the end and the pretentious voice of the host were full of irony, but now he misses it very much. That's how bad luck changes people's perspectives.
Along the way, they killed several smaller mutant creatures, and one person was killed—a sniper. The monster appeared suddenly when they passed by an underground river, and dragged people into the water. Before they could react, a few streams of blood and bubbles appeared on the water, and the matter was over.
Xia Tian held the bone spear and carefully protected Bai Jing'an behind him.
Along the way, the man's expression was calm. This calmness was not feigned, and it was not just a hopeless indifference to the situation, but more like the calmness of a soldier.
Bai Jing'an is very familiar with mutated creatures, and also familiar with such dangerous and desperate scenes. It's hard to tell in Xia Tian, it's more like a vague cognition of the same kind.
There is no reason for this feeling.
After becoming a teammate, Xia Tian asked people about Bai Jing'an, but almost no one knew him, all he knew was the information on the official website.
The reason why Bai Jing'an fell to this point is that the TV station has a contract. But unlike Xu Peiwen, his contract is attached to the joint and several liability of his children.
In other words, this contract was signed by one of his parents, probably existed before he was born, and controlled his life from then on. Even by Shangcheng's standards, it was the most abnormal contract Xia Tian had ever seen.
At that time, Xia Tian was still very curious, how does it feel when a person knows from birth that he has to go to the killing show arena for the entertainment of others, it should not be very good, it is also a talent for him not to get drunk all day long.
He looked at Bai Jing'an again, imagining what this man had experienced, he always looked boring, but he looked into it carefully, but couldn't see the bottom line.
When passing through a corner, Bai Jing'an stopped, turned his head, and looked at the darkness behind him.
"Still following?" Xia Tian said.
"What?" Fang Youtian said.
"Something follows." Xia Tian said.
"I just said there is a voice!" said the network supporter named Joan.
"Wait a minute, what are you talking about?" Fang Youtian said.
"That mouse." Xia Tian said, "has been following us."
The surroundings quieted down, everyone was a little shuddering, Xia Tian said: "We have to get rid of it."
"How do we do it?" Joan said. "We just have two bone spears. They are natives. This thing is smart, just waiting for us to run into trouble, just like West City..."
"Fortunately, we are human beings, so we have advantages." Bai Jing'an said, "We have brains."
Xia Tian turned to look at him, Bai Jing'an said: "We have to make a trap."
The final plan is simple.
A few people acted like they were arguing, the reason didn’t need to be too logical, anyway, the mice couldn’t understand it… probably couldn’t understand it, even though the genetic technology of Floating Void City continues to develop like this, it’s extremely smart and can play with everyone The boss mouse in the room will appear sooner or later.
One of the two popular themes in the film and television industry recently is mutant creatures ruling the world. This is much more credible than another popular theme—downtown residents making a revolution and destroying the world.
In short, Xia Tian left alone, left alone, pretended to be lost, and led it to a specific place.
A group of people didn't even have a sword, and being a bait was dangerous enough to be on the death search list.
This is also the reason for Xia Tian, he is the only remaining fighter in a group of four. And they have no advantage other than human IQ, and they can't tolerate any slight mistakes.
Human IQ also told them that the mutant mouse's main object of hatred is Xia Tian. It never forgets that Xicheng stabbed its nose, and it will never forget that Xia Tian blinded one of its eyes.
Before the plan started, Bai Jing'an drew a map for Xia Tian, telling him how to turn around, must return to the marked spot, they will lie in ambush there, and make a surprise attack when it arrives.
He couldn't draw on the ground, he would definitely be seen by mice, so he gestured with his palm in Xia Tian. This feeling is very intimate, and the palm of the hand is very itchy, Xia Tian has to hold back from laughing.
He could feel that Bai Jing'an was not at ease, this person must not have been so close to anyone for a long time, and he spoke so seriously that he was upset.
Xia Tian really wanted to tease him.
He reached out his hand to touch Bai Jingan's curled up hair, thinking that it must be curled up because of nervousness, and when he was calm, his hair would be smoother.
Bai Jing'an waved his hand away, gave him an annoyed look, and continued talking about the plan.
Xia Tian listened to him with the patience of taking care of a restless child. When the man repeated it for the third time, he finally couldn't help but said: "You know I grew up in the lower city, and I'm not a road idiot, right?"
"You will at least have a fruit knife when you go down town," Bai Jing'an said.
"It's okay, I can handle it." Xia Tian said, showing him a fearless smile. He wasn't fearless, of course, but he was adept at pretending all was well.
Although Bai Jing'an is not his sister, nor is it someone else who can be fooled casually, he knows what they are facing.
Tactical planning stared at his palm, there was still a blood mark from the battle just now, Xia Tian couldn't see his expression.
But Bai Jing'an didn't say anything, just took a breath, stood up, and prepared to execute the plan.
time is limited.
3.
Xia Tian walked through the underground area alone, and as he continued to move forward, it became more and more like a different world.
The statues are crowded around in layers, extremely detailed, each expression is slightly different, but the same thing is presented from the five senses of the stone - the greed of seeing blood and death, the desire to see the tragic sacrifices of the sacrifices. Fate, and be pleased.
Xia Tian subconsciously touched the back of his neck, knowing that once he left the crowd, the mutant rat would follow, looking for an opportunity to drag him into the darkness.
He had to lead it all the way to the designated area without getting lost, and must not reveal any flaws along the way, making it think that it could attack in advance.
And for a little while, the rest of the people will try to make an improvised trap there...although there's very little in the place to use as a trap, and they can't make much of a change to the building, nor are they capable of doing that. The mouse is the "head snake" here, familiar with all the passages and terrain.
Outside, a mutated rat is nothing more than a bullet. But in this kind of place, the situation is extremely dangerous, and it is simply helpless, which makes people realize how fragile they are.
Xia Tian continued to move forward in the darkness, his stomach twisted into a ball, but he couldn't see it at all in his movements. He's no stranger to extremis.
He could hear the footsteps of huge rats behind him. When he came to Uptown, he felt that his life had undergone a major change—although he had a chain around his neck and killed people for the rich to see, but this was Uptown, with sky and sunshine, and lush vegetation , receptions and endless supply of food.
But at this moment, the mutated mouse seemed to have come out of a long-lasting nightmare. He found himself doing the same.
They come from the same place and have never stepped out.
Xia Tian was born in the N area, and it is not uncommon to see—or kill—large mutant creatures.
During the riots in District N that year, Shangcheng handled it recklessly. The disaster spread far and wide, and a large area was slaughtered. The population has not yet recovered. And even now, predators have been stalking in the dark, and no one knows whether those things were a dog, a mouse, or someone.
Uptown can naturally use a small bottle of poisonous gas, plague, or other massacres that can kill people all over the world, but they used the latest carefully crafted mutant genetic virus. This thing would quickly mutate a mammal, turning it into a monstrous blood-eating monster that only wanted to eat anything that moved. Sometimes even the car eats.
Then those people sealed off a large area of the downtown area, and at the same time stuffed as many cameras as possible into the energy field. In this piece of hell, crawling from the opposite side, drooling, just swallowed a bunch of human flesh, maybe rats, dogs, weasels, or your relatives and friends.
At the foot of the bustling upper city, what happened was a realistic version of a monster movie, a real death game, and more people died, more desperate, more bloody, and had higher audience ratings.
It's so exciting. In the days and nights when the upper city is full of luxury, countless people below are fleeing and screaming in the dark city... Maybe it's not appropriate to say that. They didn't turn off the lights and wanted to see more details.
The massacre was broadcast on a large scale by Fujin TV Station, and the ratings were extremely high. It was a legend and pinnacle of the entertainment industry, and it could never be repeated—because no one would engage in riots anymore.
Now, nearly ten years after the massacre, it still looms large in their lives. The world continues to use this as a blueprint to make movies, TV series, games and reality shows. They locked things like riots and rebels and liberty in the lower city, shredded them into pieces, and packaged and sold the pieces separately.
The tradition of biological mutation in the killing show was handed down from that time.
Xia Tian walked on the dark passage, feeling like he was walking on the same road as when he was a child, but this road extended too far, reaching such a distant future. And there is no end in sight.
Regardless of the outcome of this matter, life or death, he hoped it would end soon.
Things haven't been particularly smooth.
Xia Tian arrived at the location of the ambush smoothly, there are quite a few meaningless steps here, they once found a cracked stone block at the end of a long passage, almost fell down entirely.
His teammates would try to make it looser, making sure it would tip and tumble as soon as he stepped on it, tumbling down the stone steps.
Maybe they won't be able to pry it, maybe the stone steps won't roll down, and even if the mouse falls, Xia Tian still needs to confront it alone for at least half a minute. The others—actually, only three—cannot get too close for fear of being discovered by it. This is also thanks to the fact that its nose is finished, otherwise it would be able to smell the smell of the trap.
If everything goes well, everyone will rush over as fast as possible and kill it together.
Anyway, no matter how dangerous it is, this step must be taken.
Xia Tian stepped over the trap cautiously, listening to the movement behind him, once the mutant mouse stepped on the stone steps and slipped, he immediately turned around and launched an attack.
But there was no sound, it was getting closer and closer, and he could already smell the pungent rancid smell. It's too close, it's past a safe distance, it's about to do something—
It didn't step on the trap, but directly stepped over it.
The idea of running away flashed by, and then Xia Tian realized that it was impossible.
This is a desperate situation. He was familiar with desperate situations, where you sometimes get in life, where you meet death in the dark.
Never turn around and run away, because there is no way to escape.
Xia Tian took a breath, stopped abruptly, turned around suddenly, and the bone spear in his hand hit a ferocious face behind him fiercely.
This time it hit its injured nose, it didn't expect his action, let out a crying wail, and took a step back. It wanted to stabilize its footsteps and pounce again, but this step hit the stone in the trap and rolled down the stone steps.
Xia Tian chased after it, and hit its only remaining eye for the second time, it let out a human-like cry, rolled around, hit the wall, but rushed towards him again without hesitation.
At this time, his companions who were ambushing on the other side of the passage finally rushed over. Bai Jing'an glanced at the creature with cold eyes, raised his hand, and pierced its carotid artery with the first stroke of the bone spear, as if he had been doing this job all day long.
He jerked his weapon out, blood spurting out.
It took them about five minutes to kill it—not dead, just incapacitated.
Everyone was a little hysterical, and the injuries on the rats definitely exceeded the standard line of overkill by far. Its belly was full of wounds, and its internal organs flowed out, but its claws were still kicking, trying to grab and tear something apart.
Something sticky was exposed, and Fang Youtian stared at it, then picked up the bone spear and poked it, and the contents flowed out.
It was all human body parts, chewed up meat and offal, mostly swallowed whole. In that nightmarish image, a stomach-corroded arm with a plantain tattoo is clearly visible. They suddenly realized that it was Xicheng's arm.
Fang Youtian vomited, and Xia Tian thought that if he didn't die this time, he would have gone through a killing show-style baptism.
From Xia Tian's point of view, it is enough for everyone to shut up, keep silent, and act sad and angry, but obviously some people don't think so.
Fang Youtian walked at the end of the line and said, "He told me that he brought his parents up to the city, and they watched his games in front of the terminal. Do you think that after seeing this..."
"Can we change the subject?!" Joan said.
Bai Jing'an walked on the edge of the team, his face pale.
Xia Tian glanced at him and said, "Are you okay?"
Bai Jing'an didn't speak, but just nodded his head, expressing that it's all right.
He never said much unless necessary, and most of the time Xia Tian was sure that his situation was very bad... He didn't know why he didn't see it before.
He patted Bai Jing'an on the shoulder, walked to the front of the line without saying a word. He's the only fighter left, and rightfully so.
When passing through the doorway of a hall, Xia Tian stopped suddenly, retreated, and made a "quiet" gesture.
Bai Jing'an gestured to ask him what it was, but Xia Tian couldn't answer, so he had to motion him to see for himself.
Tactical Planning cautiously poked his head to take a look, then retracted and said nothing, he must have deeply understood his mood of "you have to see this for yourself".
This is The Killing Show, which never gives you time to be frustrated, because the show is hot and never cold.
"Is that a zombie?!" Fang Youtian said.
"How could there be zombies? Isn't this the Middle Ages?!" Joan said.
"This is not the Middle Ages, it's a reality show." Bai Jing'an said.
Behind the stone wall, two creatures in soldier uniforms were dragging their feet. Their faces were pale, their skin was swollen, and their expressions were dull. Their appearance met the standard of zombies on TV.
Several people watched for a while, marveling at how daring the Killing Show was, and how dare such a highly contagious virus enter the show.
Xia Tian stared at the long sword on one of the zombies, it was very rusted, but it was a sword anyway.
"It seems that this is the 'eternal punishment'." Joan said, "Being a zombie, be creative."
They retreated lightly. Although the people infected by the zombie virus looked stiff, they actually moved faster than in the movie, and they were covered in viruses.
They passed through the passage quietly, trying to stay away from them, and encountered a big centipede-like thing on the way, but the way of crawling was more like a snake, and it was not as big as the previous one, Xia Tian quickly smashed it to death.
Fang Youtian didn't speak for a while, and then suddenly said: "Have you noticed the mouse's mouth? I just recalled that the mouse's mouth can't open that wide, it must have snake genes. They mixed a lot of other If it just swallowed Xicheng like a snake, if we could cut open its stomach earlier, he would still be saved."
His face was pale, and he was still haunted by the tragic death.
"Mixed genes." Xia Tian muttered, "It's great, I'm already looking forward to the Grand Duke played by Wei Ling."
"Before that, we need to find a sharp knife." Bai Jing'an said.
"God, I miss my last round of .45s," said Joanne.
"I still miss the 100mm rocket launcher." Xia Tian said.
"Fried chicken legs, I miss fried chicken legs the most." Joan said.
"I miss normal screenwriters." Bai Jing'an said.
Several people laughed. At this time, you have nothing to do except to have fun.
"It would be great if they mixed more snake genes," Fang Youtian continued, "we might still be able to save Xicheng. It is said that snakes swallow their prey whole, and the prey takes a while to digest. Just in a coma…”
Xia Tian glanced at him and said, "I will strangle him to death before eating."
"But it might just pass out." Fang Youtian said.
"The situation won't look good," Xia Tian said, "The planning team will be eager to let him experience the complete digestion process."
"But we might save him!" Fang Youtian said.
No one answered, it was a bit cold, Xia Tian felt that Joan wanted to say something, but finally decided to forget it.
At some point, you'll wish someone sober; but at other times, you'll feel that if he wishes, let him wish, why not be unhappy.
The latter is probably a little more desperate.
A group of people continued to move forward, and the surrounding environment became colder and weirder. They walked through several downward steps, as if they were heading towards the center of the earth.
Xia Tian knew the physical data of this city suspended in the air, but when he really entered it, he was still shocked by its hugeness. It is obviously a floating city, but it also looks like a hell. No matter how you go down, there is no end in sight.