Darkness covered the world, and in the gloomy clouds, the golden eyes gazed at the earth—"It's time for the world to bear witness to my power!" ”

The cold voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, as if some kind of summoning, countless dead souls, with deep resentment and hatred, flew towards the church square, clinging to the blood-colored plant, wailing in pain and unwillingly, slowly blending into it, as if nourished, the strange bud at the top of the plant, began to bloom slowly.

"From now on, no one can stop me." The girl closed her eyes, felt the powerful power in the canopy, and smiled with satisfaction.

Suddenly, she noticed something, opened her eyes and looked to the side of the square - a police car drove up quickly, rushed into the square, and several people ran out of the car, it was the four Chris.

"Pathetic humanity, stupid bravery." The girl's eyes narrowed, and a cold and low voice came from all around, "Humble as you, even if you pay the price of your life, what can you change?" ”

Chris looked at the girl, hesitated, and did not raise the pistol, he grabbed Joanna, who wanted to step forward, and blocked her behind.

"Who the hell are you?" Chris asked aloud, "What did you kill so many people for?" ”

"Their deaths—" the girl looked at Chris, unconcerned, "a small sacrifice on my way......

"A small sacrifice!" Claire shouted, her tone filled with intense anger, "The whole town is dead, they are all innocent, what right do you have to deprive them of their lives!" ”

"Hmph." The cold voice snorted, with disdain and mockery, "A swarm of ants, in this world, the weak have no choice. ”

She turned her head to look at the huge bud at the top of the plant, absorbing the souls of the dead from all over the town, and the bud bloomed completely, revealing what was inside—it was a huge burning eye, exuding an eerie and evil aura, as if all the hatred, pain, and unwillingness of the unjust souls were condensed in it.

The girl pressed her hand on the blood-red branch of the plant, and the pupils in her giant eyes suddenly contracted into thin slits like knives, projecting an invisible force into the sky. Suddenly, the clouds rolled violently and swelled, converging into a huge whirlpool. In the center of the vortex, a black rift shattered the barriers of time and space, slowly expanding; Raging black flames erupted from the rift, unleashing terrifying power in the canopy.

"Roar-" An earth-shattering roar suddenly rang out, roaring and echoing like thunder, forming a tumbling wave in the clouds, spreading out, and the next moment, a behemoth flew out of the crack.

"Oh God, what's that?" Chris was stunned, and looked at the huge and terrifying figure in the sky in a daze.

A black dragon flapped its huge wings slowly but forcefully, hanging high in the gloomy sky, and the raging black fire around it spread out, as if it were igniting the entire sky. On the huge and hideous head, the dark golden pupils that were as narrow as blades scanned the earth, exuding a coercion like an abyss and a sea, as if the air had become stagnant.

"I walk in this world full of calamities, pain and death become my flesh and blood, hatred and killing become my strength, with my eyes, witness the never-ending ** and sorrow-" cold and majestic words echoed between heaven and earth, like an eternal oath, "My name is Sauron, I am - the Demon King!" ”

As the words fell, the giant eye on the plant shattered, and the flames snaked down the vines, setting the entire plant on fire, the surface of the branches began to melt, countless twisted and painful faces emerged, and the whole plant turned into a strange and terrifying black tower. The dragon descended slowly, gathered its wings and landed at the top of the tower, and turned to look at the four of Chris, their eyes full of coldness.

"I said I would not have mercy any more." He said slowly, black flames erupting from his mouth and nose with his breath, "What gave you the pathetic courage to dare to come here and face me. ”

There was an indescribable depression, under the terrifying pressure of the dragon, Chris and the others could still stand, it was already great courage, for a long time, Chris took a step forward and bravely looked at the dragon. "There are some things that are worth paying for." Chris shouted, "We may be humble and weak, but there are some things that the fear of death cannot overcome. ”

"Oh, really?" Sauron said indifferently, mockingly, "Is it a ridiculous sense of justice, or the so-called faith left to you by the loser on the cross?" ”

Chris shook his head, and he pressed his fist against his left chest, "Love." He stared into the dragon's cold eyes without flinching, and said word by word, "That is the most beautiful human emotion, and you, I'm afraid, will never understand." ”

The dark golden pupils shrank suddenly, and a moment later, a low, loud sneer rang out from the dragon's mouth. Sauron stared at Chris, his eyes revealing a hint of hideousness, "Interesting human, then, let's see what your love can give you." ”

The ground under the giant tower turned muddy, scarlet blood gushed out of the land, and on the surface of the giant tower, several painful and distorted faces broke free from the tower and threw themselves into the tumbling pool of blood, and after a while, a dozen or so living corpses similar to the previous "Bill" crawled out of the pool of blood and slowly walked towards Chris.

"The souls of the dead are imprisoned in these shells, sadly and helplessly tormented, turning the pain in their hearts that has nowhere to vent into hatred for the living-" Sauron looked at Chris, "If you survive, maybe I'll consider sparing you, or even- giving Shirley back to you." ”

Chris nervously looked at the slowly approaching corpse and drew his pistol, he had seen the weirdness of this thing, so he didn't hesitate to shoot. Chris aimed at their heads and fired, draining the magazines in one go, habitually leaving only one shot in the chamber.

His marksmanship was so accurate that several living corpses were smashed to their heads and fell to the ground. Chris removes his magazines and backs away to prevent them from being caught, but then he notices that the fallen corpses are no longer crawling, but instead turning into puddles of blood that melt into the bodies of the other living corpses. The living corpses let out a terrible howl, and on their pale faces, there seemed to be another face trying to grow, making these things look even more eerie, they trembled, their limbs bulging abnormally, tearing their skin through cracks, revealing the dark red muscles and veins underneath.

"Hell." Chris cursed, immediately loaded the magazine, and began shooting. This time, the situation gets tricky, when Chris blows off the skull of a living corpse with a single shot, the gunfire makes the other ones go berserk, and the alienated living corpses become stronger and faster, and before Chris can shoot the second living corpse, they are already rushing in front of them.

Chris fired another shot, the bullet hit one in the chest, knocking it to the ground, and the other living corpse had already pounced on Chris, who stooped forward sharply, dodging both of its arms, and smashed his right arm into its ribs with a hending elbow, pushing it out. The fallen corpses block the same kind behind them, giving Chris a chance to shoot with a pistol - he once again empties the magazine, successfully killing three living corpses.

There were only three living corpses left, but Chris didn't feel any lighter, he only had one magazine left, and the three killed living corpses were once again integrated into the rest of their kind - the guys were taller and stronger, and their skin was torn even more, revealing large red muscles, their fingers thickened, sharp claws poking out of the flesh, and they looked at Chris, howling loudly, and their cracked mouths showed sharp, long teeth.

Claire looked nervously at Chris, she wanted to help, but it was difficult to move her fingers - an invisible force trapped her, Joanna and Otta, and they could only watch Chris fight with the living corpses.

Claire had no doubts about the danger of those monsters, and one small mistake would have made it to Chris's end. Claire tried to force herself not to think about the terrible and bloody end, but the unconcealable fear had already gripped her heart, making her fall into an ice cave. She couldn't help but look at Shirley who was standing not far away, and when the black dragon appeared, Shirley had been standing quietly under the tower, silently watching this qiē.

"Maybe Shirley is long gone, and now it's just an evil and twisted soul that occupies that shell." Claire thought sadly, and she looked at Joanna beside her, the poor mother, who looked haggard and sad, and the beautiful woman she had seen for the first time, and she looked at Shirley blankly, as if her soul had been taken away by this painful and sad fate.

Chris was still wrestling with the three living corpses, the monsters were running fast, and Chris ran around the square to avoid them, occasionally holding them back with pistol shots to prevent them from being knocked down. Chris glanced at Sauron at the top of the tower—he was just watching Chris run away in a wolf, as if to play tricks on him, seeking pleasure in his struggle to escape the fate of death.

Chris seized the opportunity to break the leg joint of a living corpse with a pistol, and the guy staggered and ran, although he could not die, but the threat to Chris was greatly reduced. However, before Chris could breathe a sigh of relief, things changed again - the living corpses seemed to be disgusted by this kind of chase, and under the stimulation of the crazy killing**, one of the living corpses pounced on the injured one, and then bit its head in one bite, munching on it, blood mixed with brains dripping from its mouth, looking bloody and disgusting. The fellow howled violently, and rushed at the other living corpse, and the two men fought, and in a short time the winner was decided.

Chris subconsciously felt a sense of danger, and the two corpses turned into blood again and melted into the body of the last one. It hunched over, howled in pain, and tore at itself with its claws. Just when Chris thought it was going to tear itself to shredded flesh, it crept down and began another metamorphosis—the wound was healing rapidly, and a layer of black scales grew over the red muscles; The tail vertebrae pierced the skin and slowly extended, growing into a slender and powerful tail; The claws began to retract, becoming well-proportioned and powerful, with sharp claws between the fingers that shimmered like a blade.

In appearance, the living corpses were far less terrifying than before, and even had a certain cruel beauty, but Chris felt a faint sense of fear, especially when he saw the eyes of this monster - snake-like eyes, cold and cruel, but not crazy.

The game has just begun......