"Demons! You're a demon! "Screams of terror pierce the night!

"Click!" There was a tingling crunching sound, like the sound of bones being wrung up.

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It was an unusual night, thunder and lightning, but no wind or rain.

Looking up at the sky, it is a mixture of dull blood and rich ink.

The blue white clouds, which are only in the depths of people's memories, are only in the beautiful world.

And here, hell.

"Click——!" A bolt of lightning swept across the sky, illuminating the dim earth. Just a moment is not enough to make people see the whole picture, but it can get a glimpse of the corner. The earth, for some reason, was pure black. Everywhere you look, there is an extremely rich ink color, which makes people feel deeply uneasy.

Except for the occasional thunder, it's quiet, really quiet.

Not a single sound could be heard, no wind, no noise, no breathing, no ...... The sound of a heartbeat. It's as if the world is dead!

Suddenly, there was the sound of thumping footsteps, and it was messy. Break the silence and make people's hearts stagnate.

This was followed by a whirring wheez, as if the broken bellows were pulling.

What is it?!

Hell!

Another lightning bolt! The light is hitting that thing's face!

It's not a ghost, it's better than a ghost! There were two scars on the pale face, an extremely standard "X" shaped scar was perfectly imprinted on it, each of which was pierced from the forehead to the chin, passing through the straight nose bridge halfway, and directly cutting off the original perfectly curved nose bridge! The two scars are identical in length, width, and even depth, as if someone had carefully divided them with a sophisticated instrument.

Looking closely at the scar, I can't help but breathe quickly and my heart beats violently. The maker of the scar seems to have a deep malice, mercilessly destroying the face that was completely in line with the aesthetics of the human body, like a perfect picture being graffitied fiercely. With such a ruthless attack and such a precise technique, this kind of person would never have the idea of soft-heartedness, but the blade carefully avoided his eyes and did not hurt him in the slightest.

In this case, there is only one possibility, and that is that the punishment is far from enough! Keep this man's eyes open and let him feel the punishment he is about to receive!

His ears twitched slightly, as if listening to the voices behind him, making people feel that there were demons chasing him behind him.

"Tick Tick ——!" Is it the sound of liquid dripping, what is it?

The voice came from the man, and it turned out that his left arm had been broken.

The wound was very uneven, as if it had been torn by someone, and the blood kept flowing out, but the man didn't seem to feel the pain of the broken arm, and only ran forward, as if he wanted to escape from here with all his life.

This makes people wonder what is chasing him, forcing him to endure the pain of his broken arm and running forward desperately, and what is supporting him, even if he is tortured into this appearance, he still refuses to give in.

The blood in the sky was even more colorful, revealing a thick ominous and weird.

In the distance, a bright light flashed, like dawn, the red sun was rising, and the white light slowly enveloped the entire earth, making people hope, in this place as terrifying as hell and without a trace of life, bringing warmth, as if it was salvation in the abyss.

Light has always symbolized hope.

When the man saw the light, he finally stopped, but his face gradually showed irrepressible despair, and his two bloodshot eyes almost bulged out, and his face was terrifying.

A figure slowly stepped out of the light, like an angel, like a god.

This figure exudes a white light, making it difficult to see the face and distinguish the gender.

"Run. Why don't you run away? The joking voice sounded softly.

A ball-shaped object was thrown over and rolled to the man's feet with a grunt.

He subconsciously glanced at it, but the next second he couldn't help but sit on the ground. The only remaining right hand trembled and held it in his arms, and the spine that had always been straight finally bent at this moment, and it no longer had the same hard breath as before.

It was a head!

The head of a woman, her eyes wide open, full of horror, her facial features twisted together,

The man's fragility was finally fully revealed, and large tears fell on the woman's face, and the tears swelled up, sweeping away the dust on the face, and the marks were intertwined on the face, looking pitiful and funny.

He covered the woman's eyes with his hand, pushing slightly, only to find that her eyes could not be closed.

Originally...... Is it death that does not blind the eyes?

He finally couldn't help crying and choking, his rough fingers gently caressed the woman's eyebrows, and there was inseparable love and pain in his eyes. The beloved woman was dragged off her head alive, and died with fear, even if she died, she couldn't even look at it, and she couldn't even leave her whole corpse. What harsher punishment could not be harsher than this!

The torn left arm continued to drip bright red blood, seeping into the ground under his feet, the soil seemed to absorb the nutrients he liked very much, the ink became more and more intense, and the fragrance of blood slowly drifted away.

No, it's not.

The ground beneath your feet seems to be different.

It wasn't ink at all, it was the color of blood that was so viscous and pure that it was transformed into an illusion.

Every inch of land is the accumulation of countless people's limbs, and every inch of land is nourished by countless blood.

It turns out that there are really mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, and there is really hell.

Only the choked sound of men remained in the space, which seemed to be an interweaving of blood and tears, occasionally muffled by thunder, adding to a terrifying desolation.

The man suddenly looked at the light and shadow, the blood in his eyes was about to overflow, and remorse, despair, and fear were constantly intertwined:

"Why...... Why involve one innocent person after another...... You have destroyed the zombies, and you have destroyed the last spark of humanity. It's just a Huo City, a life, just one person, why do you do so many crazy things for this person! Can't I bear enough of these punishments alone! There are injustices and debts, and all things are planned by me alone, and it is enough for you to torture me! Why, why did you kill Zhen Yu in the end?"

The broken throat seemed to be torn apart, and it made a ghost-like roaring sound, miserable and desolate.

"What makes you think? It is enough for you to bear these punishments alone. It's really strange, I killed your subordinates, your brothers, your parents and relatives, destroyed the base you single-handedly protected, all your hard work, and I didn't see you so desperate at that time. And now, why is it that just a woman died, and you are sad as if the sky is about to fall? A confused female voice rang out.

When the man heard this, he seemed to think of the people who had died in the past, and blood-red tears slowly flowed from his dry eyes. With his right hand, he hugged the head in his arms tightly, as if he was cherishing the last of his possessions.

"You don't understand, you devil, you only know how to kill, you only know how to destroy! You don't know what love is! What is warmth! What is hope! ”