The nightmare returns.

"What about people."

Russell's senses are at their best, and he quickly feels his surroundings.

At the same time, someone responded.

But no one responded to him, and a huge light exploded in the air.

Soon, all eyes looked up at the sky, and the huge oppressive pressure made the atmosphere sway and tremble violently.

Perhaps this is a possibility that only hunters can perceive, and those who control the elements are those who are naturally selected.

It's fitting that they can perceive the vision of space.

The beams of light burst in the air, and in the silent night, it was as if the moon was obscuring them.

Endless white smoke and dust formed a film of air at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

The next moment, the elements condensed into the surroundings all flowed rapidly.

Thin layers of liquid swirled in the white rain, and a large amount of wet and thick liquid fell down.

It's raining.

Someone sensed something was wrong and reached out to meet the rain from the sky.

"It's raining." Someone responded.

"It seems like this, it doesn't rain in this weather, the weather season has changed, it's impossible, it hasn't rained in this neighborhood for three years." Yannis looked at the data of the weather test on the computer screen, and he simulated the intelligence for a simple analysis, and slowly spoke.

"It hasn't rained in three years, so it's a good time for us to come." Someone laughed.

The rain was a bit heavier, drizzle, and began to turn into a pouring rain.

The wind was howling, and everyone was drenched in liquid water for a moment.

"What is this?" Someone screamed.

At first, a person turned his head to look, and someone behind him was standing, already covered in cysts, looking like a demon that had been irradiated.

"What's going on?" The man immediately pulled back his sleeves, and a piece of skin turned from white to purple.

"Oh no, it's a corpse spot." Yannis screamed.

"What's a corpse?" There is humanity.

"Well, in layman's terms, it's a kind of skin spot that can only grow on corpses?" Yannis slowly analyzed: "The reason is that the active cells die, and the remaining cells will be revealed from the corpse. ”

"It's not a good place to communicate, so let's talk in another place." Russell stood up next to him, speaking sharply.

The weaker resistance on one side has begun to have lesions, and blood-purple purple spots have begun to appear on the neck, which look especially terrifying.

Fortunately, most of the people in the death squad camp have been tempered, and their muscles are also steel and iron, and it is difficult to be affected even if they are irrigated by rain.

But who knows if the rain will cause a huge hidden danger to the body.

At this time, everyone must retreat immediately.

Fortunately, the farm house was not demolished, and they ran into the abandoned farm to escape the rain.

Rain doesn't always have to be able to corrupt walls, it has to be acidic at the level of strong acid.

"A little itchy?" Someone started calling.

"Don't move."

Yannis hurried over and retrieved the medical kit from the abandoned farm on his body.

Alcohol, cotton, disinfectant, anti-inflammatory water, all kinds of powerful medical equipment are all available.

Drugs that are used to deal with skin infections are also at the bottom of the toolbox, but corpse spots are difficult to cause in living people.

Nothing is more affected than the side effects of the huge reactions, itching and stinging in these people.

They gripped a piece of wall, and some of it didn't start grinding.

Regardless of whether the skin behind you is lit with disinfectant or not, or you simply don't listen to the doctor's persuasion, even if you put disinfectant on it and wipe it with alcohol, it will still itch if it should be an itchy place.

Some areas have been wiped dry, but the fuchsia areas have not faded, and the skin is rubbing against the walls.

The flesh was blurry and sticking to the walls, smelling rancid and disgusting.

"What's going on, what's going on with us"

"It's so itchy, it's itchy all over."

"Doctor, help me."

"Doctor~"

Several doctors who seemed to have some medical knowledge went back and forth, and they were always separated from each other from the beginning of the treatment.

He began to put on gas masks and sterilized gloves, and treated them as if they were completely guarding against a corpse that was spreading the plague.

"It's okay, it's going to be fine, as long as you stop scratching, it's going to be fine." The docile doctor comforted.

The doctor took the needle on the side, forcefully followed the barely identifiable artery, and plunged it into it, and the transparent liquid was quickly implanted under the skin.

"Is it much better? This is an antibiotic. The doctor said.

"Okay, it's much better." The patient with a head full of clumps slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

The chest gradually calmed down, and before it started, it was as if there was a wave of air pressure floating in the chest.

The man exhaled slowly, his eyes were cloudy, and he looked a little painful at first.

But after this time, it feels much better.

After seeing this symptom, the other two patients next to him also lined up to come for injections.

Wrapped in a blanket, feel the rapid flow of needles through the arteries.

The next moment his eyelids drooped.

After all the people are stripped naked and tested, they should be sent for spraying.

However, at this time, two people had silently retreated to another room.

"Valen, what's going on, I see that your expression is a little wrong, so I'm here to ask you." Russell Road.

"I can't hide it from you." The man named Valen let out a sigh and breathed a heavy sigh of relief before speaking.

"Yes, when I look at your dress, I know that you have actually noticed that something is wrong, and you beat them up is not actually an antidote, right? No, we don't have anti-inflammatory drugs that respond to that kind of disease at all, and the phenomenon of corpse spots is manifested in dead people, and they only appear after death, can't these people be saved? Russell asked.

"Well, it can't be saved, the resistance of ordinary people is difficult to resist the mold and poison in that rain, but the army's intensive training can make people very strong, and these people can be partially immune."

"But as long as you don't soak in that kind of rain often, it's fine, and your physique is already invulnerable, so I'm not very worried about you."

"Just like the three people just now, they are just ordinary people, the three researchers, the least affected one, we are not fully sure that he can be rescued, the best way is to remove the infected part, if this is done, although he will have a hard time for the rest of his life, but it is better than death, and the part below the knee will be removed."

"Really? Is there no other way? Russell suddenly became nervous.

"This is already the best way I can think of, I don't know what virus these guys are attacking, it looks like radiation, it looks like it is infected with smallpox, air bubbles on the head, cysts are flowing, this phenomenon can no longer find the right medicine, I can't do anything, ordinary medicine can only play an anti-inflammatory effect."

"All I can do is use a mixture of analgesics and morphine to ease their pain and give them a good night's sleep, but when the medicine runs out, I can't solve it, and I can only send them to death." Valen shook his head heartbrokenly.

The two figures turned their heads away.

Outside the window, the rain continued to fall for a while, and after two hours, the rain gradually subsided.

"The rain has stopped."

Someone was surprised to find the situation outside, like a bird that had been locked in a cage for a long time flew out.

In this case, there are really people who are not afraid of death and run out alone.

But really pinching a cold sweat for this kind of bold person, Russell was thrilled to watch, and he was about to stop everyone.

The next moment later, he had already realized that it was too late, and more people had already rushed out.

After a shower of rain, the air was exceptionally fresh.

But they couldn't go into the puddles of water and look at the patients lying on the ground, like radioactive people who had survived a nuclear attack.

His eyes were yellow and cloudy, and his breath became extremely unpleasant.

The main thing is that no one can treat them all as healthy people anymore, although Valen told them that you can get better, and the main thing is to rest hard now and try to recover tomorrow morning.

These words are comforting at first hearing, but at such times there must be someone who does not speak, because the patient thinks that the doctor thinks that they are still saved.

How did they know that Valen had given up on them, and the injected injections were not anti-inflammatory.

Rather, it is three times with ordinary analgesics, and a slight amount of liquid adulterated with morphine.

Ordinary people will naturally feel extremely tired after injection, they may not know that they have fallen into the trap of the doctor until they die, and the most beautiful thing is to enjoy comfortable comfort before death.

Even though they don't know that the effect of comfort is not long-lasting, there won't be too many potions.

Morphine can be extremely dependent and addictive, and even then, their taste buds or nerves will be numb and they will not feel the slightest pain.

Tortured by the itch, even if there is something that can get them out of that sinful place.

What is a little side effect, and can it be worse than itching?

Countless people are looking around.

Soon, someone exclaimed, "There." ”

More people followed their fingers, in the direction they were overhead.

A purple glow like a corona floated in the air, and a human figure floated in the air in the purple light.

How domineering.

Naturally, with a king's domineering.

"When did it get to the top of us, was it the monster?" Someone shouted.

"Calm down and put up battle formation." Russell Road.

The black instructor got Russell's eye and shouted to the crowd next to him, "Do you want to die, the formation is open." ”

Two columns of oval battle formations are displayed, each of which looks like an indispensable being, surrounding the inside and outside, circle after circle.

The gangsters in the death squad camp suddenly became hideous.

The muscles swelled, and they looked like Hulks painted black.

Perhaps only a being as powerful as the Hulk could have this kind of awe-inspiring spirit.

The gangsters are worthy of the honor of the death squad, and even when they face an enemy that may threaten their lives, they still grit their teeth.

"Hey, hey, you waste, in the face of our king, you should give up resistance, not make useless resistance." A bitter laugh emerged from the grass.

A bloodshot and hideous face.

It is a human head, that is, a head, that is, a head.

"Mom, if you want to die, the head can still speak." Someone shuddered for a moment, apparently startled.

"Hey, it's too late to know, you should be like me, how good it would be to surrender early, how tired the void life is, get eternal life like me as soon as possible, hehehe." The head continued to laugh.

"Daydreaming about your mother, Mom, I know you, aren't you that madman?" Someone else was startled, then slapped his palms, and said: "Ah, I understand, you were bought by the general, and you became like this ghost, I almost didn't recognize you, this is the eternal life that the general gave you, if I would rather choose to live like this, you look at how handsome you used to be, and now you are still so far away from catching up with me." ”

"It's good if there is a plastic surgery expert to give you a whole look, it used to be very handsome, but now this ghost looks like only disgusting people."

Immediately after the start, someone complained again.

Soon, there was a burst of laughter, and everyone laughed fiercely.

But everyone seems to have forgotten an important point, and the fear is gone.

"Head, you step aside, you can't defeat them now, leave it to me." A long response began in the night sky.

Then, a black figure fell sharply.

The mother king's generals have three compound eyes on their chests, all of which exude purple eyes.

Two pupils on the head, like a human.

The appearance also resembles the appearance of a human being, but the part from the chin is covered with dark green scales, which looks like a seriously ill patient with ichthyosis.

However, it's just a human-looking monster with a dark green tail.

It's extremely weird.

A purple film of light is faintly formed from the surface of the skin, and the purple streamer flashes rhythmically.

"Human, I heard you're looking for me." The general responded.

After sweeping around, an exaggerated smile appeared on the general's face.

With one hand behind your back, you can pinch your chin with the other hand and observe carefully.

"General." Russell looked at the monster in front of him and responded with a puzzled attitude.

"Oh, is this what you humans have given me a nickname?"

"Well, good name, let me tell you, you don't deserve to know my real name, stupid and lowly human, but you still have a lot of use, and you will be my slave like him, so that's it." The mother king's generals replied lightly.

"Phew, it's funny, like this dead bald head, be your dog, then I might as well die." Someone spoke.

"Oh? That's a very respectful existence, I am very optimistic about you, and your words make me think that you are fit to lead them, whether you are my dog or a slave, I can give you life, and I can also give you more strength than you would have as a human. The general smiled.

"No, general, we are ready to die, and we don't want you to manipulate our flesh with dirty hands after death." Someone continued to speak.

"That's a failed negotiation." The general's face suddenly turned cold.

"Hmph, sort of." Voices came from the crowd again.