"Boom--"

The sound of a marmot digging in the mud came from under the rubble, and it was particularly clear and piercing in the empty and silent corridor. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Just like the scene in a horror movie, in the empty secret room, among the silent and eerie ruins, suddenly there was an inexplicable sound, as if something was about to be born.

"Boom--"

The mound of earth staggered, undulating slightly, drumming and drumming, sliding down the top of the rubble above, jumping on the ground with a clanging sound.

Then the next moment, an incomparably ugly and hideous human face jerked out of the dirt.

"Ah--!h

He took a deep breath, like a baby waiting to breathe the first breath of air, and then gasped greedily, ignoring the dirt around his mouth, the gray-white dust and the scraps of the ruins.

If you haven't experienced suffocation, you'll never know the value of breathing.

"Ha--ha-!"

The inexplicable creature gasped, his voice hoarse and unpleasant, like a worn saw, sawing at a decaying and old tree, the rough and scrubbed sound echoing through the air.

Soon, however, the voice began to normalize, and it gradually changed from an eerie tone to a range acceptable to humans, until it became human-like.

But this strange creature doesn't look like a human.

How ugly he is, so ugly that even a glance at it makes people's brains go blank and lose the urge to continue thinking and communicating.

It's like a corpse that has been soaked in water for a whole week and has become fat and swollen.

His face peeked irregularly out from under the rubble, with a swollen neck, like an unknown creature, dressed in a cloak of a swollen human corpse.

Weird, discordant, ugly, hideous, all dark words can be used on him, and even saying that he hunts for curiosity is probably beautifying him.

Fortunately, no one was around, otherwise those who saw him would have wondered how these things were organized together to create such an incomprehensible existence.

But the creature itself was undecided.

There were no puddles or mirrors, and he certainly couldn't see his new look.

Gasping for breath, breathing in the air mixed with dust and ruin particles, the unknown creature seemed to be relieved after resting in place for a long time.

He broke free slightly, and the gravel suddenly rolled downward.

The creature had broken free of its head, but it was still buried beneath the rubble, except for its neck and shoulders down.

Fortunately, the ruins are not deep, which also makes it difficult for him.

There was no change on the numb dead man's face, but the next moment, after he had gathered enough strength, he struggled violently and broke free directly.

"Boom!"

A small amount of rubble was like a sparse raindrop, splashed everywhere by him, and was refracted down the walls and ceiling.

At this time, as the monster completely walked out from under the rubble, he could see his full appearance.

The fat body, the surface is pale and the same as the corpse, which makes people very uncomfortable at a glance, not to mention the face, in fact, his whole body is like his face, swollen, bloated, and extremely uncomfortable.

It's like a large floating corpse.

He is the strange creature that Yi Huan and Athena encountered before they met Rebirth Man.

The cannon fodder of the angels, the ugly monster that is not even as good as the monster.

Athena had a lot of fun with him at first, although she was ugly and her combat power was not good, but she was also a qualified sandbag and nut.

Unfortunately, after the appearance of Regeneration, Athena decisively punched him into the wall, directly through the wall, and buried under a large area of rubble.

Then Athena didn't care about him, and focused on watching the battle between Yi Huan and Rebirth until she took action herself.

And just like that, the monster seemed to survive.

。。。

At this time, it has become a veritable monster.

Or rather, more bizarre than monsters.

The swollen body was a full circle fatter than before, and if there was still some human skin color before, the skin that was blown up at this time was completely white.

The black lines are also very clear on the surface, like wrinkled skin, flowing with black ink.

He is completely out of the realm of aesthetics that humans can understand and appreciate.

But in fact, this guy who was beaten up by Athena and beaten into the ruins is really not a monster in a sense.

Mr. Feng.

Yes, he is the first thing that Agent Holly thought of when he saw his face, that Mr. Feng.

But unfortunately, his face was still vaguely a little bit of what it looked like before the transformation, and now, there is not even the last bit left.

The fat, hideous monster stood in the middle of the ruins, like a staff member wearing doll makeup, sweating profusely and tired after a long day's work.

But his skin is much more terrifying than any doll costume.

The monster didn't move, he stood still, not knowing what he was doing, maybe he was thinking, maybe he didn't even have a brain.

Then, after a few moments, he trembled and stretched out his right hand, slowly grabbing the chin on the left side of his face.

"Hiss--!"

With a tooth-inducing hissing and tugging sound, half of his face was pulled off hard.

Fortunately, under the ripped off skin, there is not some more strange existence, or a cratered unknown object like the far side of the moon.

It's a face that looks pretty good.

Although the face below looks good, it is a pity that the skin of the floating corpse is draped outside, hanging on his head like a stump, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to be normal.

On the contrary, the fact that half of his face was still hanging on his head, and half of his face had been torn off added to his weirdness.

The fat five fingers of the thick radish touched the normal face, and the corners of the mouth of this face seemed to be slightly curled, and then immediately after, with a force, he directly pulled the fat, corpse-like human skin off his head.

"Smack!"

The human skin breaks from the neck and makes a sound like a rubber band.

The blood had long since been drained, and the fat and other substances had long since been converted into jelly-like existence, and the neck and the broken head were very elastic and bounced twice, and then shook back to their original positions.

"Da!"

"Ha--ha-!"

Casually throwing the large floating corpse hood onto the ruins next to him, Mr. Feng, who had returned to his original appearance, could finally breathe fresh air this time.

He opened his mouth, as if feeling his new life.

"I didn't expect that. I'm alive.. ”

。。。

Mr. Feng himself did not expect that he was still alive.

It's like hell.

In the previous three days, Mr. Feng felt as if he had lived in hell for 300 years.

And it was Lucifer who caused all this.

One morning, without noticing any unusual momentum, Lucifer summoned him to the top floor of the Twin Towers.

Mr. Feng, who couldn't refuse, came to the Petronas Twin Towers and met Lucifer, and then, for no reason, he was replaced by Lucifer for the lowest existence of the angels.

The kind of monster that doesn't look like a human or a ghost.

Not angels, not humans, not even monsters.

But Lucifer was still beside himself, who was completely sarcomatized at the time, whispering crocodile tears that he was going to transform himself into a great warrior.

Mr. Feng didn't want to be a so-called warrior at all.

As the general manager of SETH Company, Mr. Feng is very aware of this kind of experiment, it is to create cannon fodder for the angels, in fact, Mr. Feng personally promoted the laboratory There are not a few people.

Unexpectedly, there would be a day when it would be his turn.

But he could not resist because he did not have the strength to fight against Lucifer.

It's just that Mr. Feng doesn't understand where he was exposed.

Or rather, Lucifer didn't know about it, he just wanted a high-end human cannon fodder as his new toy on a whim.

Closing his eyes, Mr. Feng began to wait for darkness.

In fact, Mr. Feng is not surprised that Lucifer did this, since he had never been loyal to the angels in the first place.

Twenty years ago, a sudden disaster took everything away from him.

Including his beloved wife, as well as his unborn child.

A meteorite that fell from the sky destroyed an inconspicuous hospital in the United States, taking countless lives and his family.

Originally, he wanted to start over in the United States, a country where dreams and darkness coexist, but now... But he had nothing.

Then Mr. Feng returned to his own country.

At that time, there were almost no free people in the world, and the activity of paranormal phenomena was also at a low point, and after fifteen years of incognito, Mr. Feng faded out of everyone's sight.

In the past 15 years, Mr. Feng has been looking for the truth and clues of that incident, although the government covered up the facts and announced that it was just an accidental gas incident, but at that time, he hurried to the hospital and wanted to see Mr. Feng at the first moment when his child was born, but he saw it clearly.

It wasn't an accident at all, it was a meteorite.

The meteorite destroyed the hospital, but also his family, his everything.

Why did meteorites land in the city.

At first, Mr. Feng focused the problem on the meteorite, according to NASA's monitoring efforts, a meteorite of this scale will definitely not be ignored, they will evacuate the nearby residents in advance, the real world is not a movie, it is impossible to hide the news.

Because no one dares to take this responsibility.

nasa。。 Mr. Feng kept the name in his heart, so it was his original target for revenge, but soon, he sensed another anomaly at the time.

When the flames of revenge subsided, and the pain and sorrow were reoccupied by reason, Mr. Feng thought of another problem.

The meteorite was so large that it crashed from the sky and directly destroyed the entire hospital.

Not its impact.

It was its own size that overwhelmed the hospital.

A meteorite of this magnitude. Based on the impact it could have caused, the whole town could not have been avoided at the time.

But miraculously, it barely affected anything other than the location of the hospital.

Mr. Feng saw it clearly and remembered it clearly, because this situation was deeply engraved in his mind, so that he could never forget it.

This discovery immediately attracted Mr. Feng's full attention.

He put all his focus on that.

For the next thirteen years, Mr. Feng devoted almost all of his energy here, and after seven years of searching, he gradually came into contact with the truth of the matter.

But the answer made him incredulous.

There really are angels in the world.

That was his first encounter with supernatural powers, eleven years ago.

It took Mr. Feng a long time to convince himself of all this, and then the investigation continued, and although the investigation deepened, Mr. Feng felt more and more ridiculous that what had happened to him.

The way angels descend is by meteorites.

The death of his wife and unborn child was only because of the arrival of an angel, and for the angel, it was probably just an inconspicuous matter. Even, he may not know.

But for Mr. Feng, that's all he's about.

In six years, he began to learn computer hacking skills, cultivating his knowledge of military affairs, martial arts, sanda, business knowledge, and training in multiple languages.

The flame of hatred is the best motivator for human progress.

Mr. Feng is not a genius, compared to ordinary people, although he is very good, but it is because he has put in more effort and sweat.

In order for his wife and children to be able to live a better life in the future, Mr. Feng gave almost everything.

And now, he's throwing it all into revenge.

All of it.

Fueled by the flames of vengeance, Mr. Feng showed superhuman perseverance, and in just five years, he had trained himself to be a qualified agent, and the kind that was excellent in all aspects.

He used his own technology and means to carry out the destruction plan, he eliminated all his materials on the Internet, and also destroyed most of the paper materials, and then Mr. Feng changed his face, took Feng as his surname, and came to the United States again.

In fact, he had long forgotten his name.

Two years ago, he successfully came into contact with people related to supernatural powers, then came into contact with the edge of angelic existence, and then within a year, he showed extraordinary business talent, and finally succeeded in succeeding his previous head of the research institute, Ranfelton, as the new leader half a year ago.

Not surprisingly, he saw the angel.

And from the beginning, Lucifer, the fallen angel who was the archangel and also the king of hell.

Then he got a lot of secrets, supernatural beings, angels, new humans, and even another world, wizards, vampires, werewolves, and countless enemies.

Mr. Feng, like everyone else, showed a fanaticism, which was the yearning for a supernatural existence, a higher level of evolution, greater strength, and a longer lifespan.

It seems that Mr. Feng is completely engaged.

But in fact, only he knows that he has never forgotten the real purpose of his entry here.

For hatred.

He lives like a walking dead every day, just to be able to better watch all these deaths, all the angels, all the demons, all the supernatural beings, all of them.

He forced himself to become another person, forced himself to forget everything, and even in order to avoid exposing himself with psychic powers, subconsciously he was no longer the same person.

Mr. Feng hypnotized himself, and only a special time, a special place, and a special thing could reawaken him.

Every day, there is only a short time for him to be himself.

But now, it's all over.

"Plop."

Sitting on the ground in a dejected manner, Mr. Feng was silent.

It's over before it even begins.

And all this I did seemed ridiculous like an absurd farce.