Chapter 221 Mutation

Layers of figures climbed up the stone plate, and the mysterious woman was pierced through the chest by the spear of the leading man, and blood spurted out like ink, staining her white dress and the lips of the invaders.

Without any resistance, the woman looked at them indifferently as they rushed up, hacked at her with the weapons in their hands, and then pounced on her hungrily, gnawing at her body like a pack of hungry wolves.

Those who had no chance to pounce could only stand outside, licking the blood that spread from inside and flowed on the ground with a satisfied greed.

All this happened on the stone plate covered by a faint blood-red color. The overall picture was filled with a texture similar to that of an oil painting. Against the backdrop of the night, it reflected a sad and desolate dark tone.

Chen Ran enjoyed himself immersed in the subconscious influence of the carvings. He did not think there was anything wrong with the townspeople's actions, but the only thing that made him regretful was that there was no corresponding background music at this moment.

Such a picture with a strong religious mass style succumbed to the lack of corresponding background music.

What a waste of nature.

It was like waking up in the afternoon on the Croatian beach, with the blue sea spread out in front of you, and the waiter with his sleeves rolled up quietly came over, everything was so harmonious and comfortable that it was outrageous.

But the next second, the waiter with an impeccable smile first picked up the red wine from Tuscany and poured it on the caviar, and then picked up the caviar and put it on your face.

This is Chen Ran's understanding of the picture.

Such an understanding is obviously not what Jiang Cheng, who is still struggling near the poverty line, can think of.

The woman has been covered by the dense figures rushing up. During this process, she did not struggle, let alone make any sound.

Jiang Cheng forced himself to shift his attention away from the woman's position, and his eyes reflected a faint light.

His sight wandered around the stone plate. He was not a hunter, this was just an instinct for survival under extreme calmness.

This picture also gave him a sense of discomfort, but he keenly felt that in this discomfort, there was also a strange sense of disharmony hidden.

For Jiang Cheng, the discomfort was just the shock brought by the picture. After all, in modern society where the rule of law is relatively sound, cannibalism is a tragedy that rarely happens.

The murderer may even be given a title like a demon, such as a certain cannibal.

But the sense of disharmony is different, which means that something is wrong.

After a moment, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Found it

It's the people who rushed to the stone plate that are wrong!

No, not those people, but that woman!

The stone plate is already crowded with people. Some people are eating meat, while most of the less fortunate people are surrounding it, kneeling on the ground greedily licking blood.

Roughly estimated, there will be no less than dozens of people on the stone plate, and no less than a hundred people gathered near the stone plate.

The entire stone plate is almost stained red with blood.

Where did so much blood come from?

There is only one woman on the stone plate. Counting the old man and the remaining half of his body, and the little girl who died with her eyes open, there are only three people. How could it be

Wait!

When his sight swept over the remains of the little girl, Jiang Cheng's sight could not help but pause. He saw that the corners of the little girl's eyes were slightly raised, and the corners of her mouth were even more exaggerated.

She was actually laughing?

This little girl who was cruelly chopped in half and thrown on the stone plate was actually laughing? !

The next moment, the sight suddenly pulled away, and even with Jiang Cheng's calmness, his breathing began to become rapid.

The man whose limbs were chopped off and thrown aside, the woman whose abdomen was cut open, the head of the old man standing on the ground with a spear like a trophy, and the slaughtered children covered in blood

All the people who were killed were laughing.

Their white faces were all stained with blood, but it did not hinder their weird smiles.

What's more terrifying is that Jiang Cheng can clearly feel that this smile is from the heart.

They don't hate the people who slaughtered them. On the contrary, they are filled with emotions similar to gratitude.

Grateful for the invaders who killed them.

Why?

"Ka-ka-ka--"

Continuous and fine sounds echoed in Jiang Cheng's ears, and the picture in his mind began to change. The blood-colored barrier that appeared before began to slowly rotate.

His heart couldn't help but tremble. A message like an imperial decree hit his mind. Something extraordinary was about to begin.

The next second, the people on the stone plate fell to the ground one after another. They struggled and rolled in the blood, as if they were experiencing extreme pain.

Everyone opened their mouths wide, as if they were roaring.

But even if the corners of their mouths were about to crack, Jiang Cheng couldn't hear their voices.

A middle-aged man twitching on the ground stared at his arm. The skin on his arm slowly bulged, pulled, and pulled again, and finally became blood-red and transparent.

The next second, a thick bone spur broke out of the body, and a bone spur tissue similar to a fish fin grew on the man's arm.

The mutation spread like a plague. A boy-like person's back was torn, the skin under his clothes was bloody, and the exposed spine was even thicker than that of an adult man.

What was even more terrifying was that along the two sides of the exposed spine, a pair of wings with bloody periosteum actually spread out.

It was no longer clear whether it was a boy or a monster, screaming and falling into the blood.

Some people had sharp horns growing on their heads, and some even had two more arms growing along their ribs that were as thick as the forelimbs of reptiles.

Some people have completely transformed into monsters as tall as 2 meters or even 3 meters.

They screamed, roared, and even rolled together in the blood.

The pain of the transformation was obvious. They were covered with blood and mucus, biting each other, venting pain and unwillingness.

Jiang Cheng clenched his fists, and his fingertips were slightly white due to lack of blood supply. The scene in front of him completely overturned his cognition. This is not a sacrifice, this is evolution!

Just like Gamaya to angels.

But the difference is that they are completely irregular and purposeless evolution. From the perspective of evolution, most of the things on it are defective.

It does not meet the most basic survival possibility of organisms.

The meaning of their existence seems to be just a challenge to a certain authority, to show the guys who claim to be orthodox and the Pope of the Church that there is still a Shura field in the world.

After the bloody fog dissipated, these ugly guys began to run towards the forest in groups of three or five. They were huge, but their movements were extremely clumsy, like toddlers.

Soon, all of them disappeared near the stone plate.

Jiang Cheng stared at the direction they left, which was the direction of the sea.

The scene described by the old woman immediately appeared in his mind, the ships that were attacked inexplicably, and the special forces on the old woman's ship that were armed to the teeth.

There was also the remaining telegraph call from the captain after the attack.

He shouted: "It's hell! The gate of hell is open!"

So that's it.