Chapter 42: Rage

"Oh my God! The monster is catching up, run! ”

When the fleeing people noticed the chilling black mass on the horizon, the frightened crowd began to swell forward uncontrollably.

Only the army has temporarily stopped, and the chariots, which have long adjusted their angles, have already taken the lead in attacking at this time.

"Woohoo!"

The sound of rockets breaking through the sky, like an unquenchable trail of the tail, illuminates the entire dim world.

"The awakened people of the ninth group, hurry up and disperse among the ordinary people! Remember, if those monsters rush into the crowd and kill one by one, don't let them have a chance to stop the evacuation of the large army!! ”

The herald who came this time was no longer Hu Yanbo, but a newcomer who was a little immature and spoke without authority. However, seeing his solemn face, the awakened people couldn't say anything, and they each put on their own battle clothes and began to disperse the crowd squirming in front of them according to the order.

In the heavy truck belonging to the ninth camp, many disheveled women appeared, each of them looking at a man who had gone away, their eyes full of worry.

Although it's just a dewy couple, it's a kind of hope, isn't it? And the most feared thing for ordinary people in the last days is to lose hope and have no support for life.

The crowd is still struggling to move, the cars are surging forward with the intention of the flow of people, and all kinds of unexpected emergencies are frequent. Sometimes Xia Wushuang didn't even feel the movement of the large army at all, but witnessed a few cases of accidentally falling to the ground because of a kick, and then being trampled to death by the crowd.

The panic in the hearts of the current refugees has reached its maximum. They just want to get away from the black clouds as soon as possible, and they don't care if they are dead or alive under their feet.

Bursts of continuous shelling, combined with the strafing of anti-aircraft machine guns in full swing, instantly embellished the dim red sky like a dream. And behind this layer of dreams, what is presented is a shocking curtain of death.

Countless gargoyles were smashed into pieces in the air, and flying stone chips and stones fell like a puff of powerless cluster bombs into the armies that humans had been waiting for.

"! Medic, there are people in need of treatment here! ”

One warrior was extremely unlucky, and at the very beginning of the battle he was struck by a fist-sized marble flying down from the sky. The huge concussion dazzled the warrior's eyes, and blood oozed from all seven holes, and he fell to the ground.

A heavier rain of stones, as more gargoyles died, rained down on the defensive line formed by the army. The soldiers of the military system stationed in the same place took refuge in the nearby improvised bunkers, and the sound of "ping-pong" when stones smashed into armored vehicles was constantly heard in their ears.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

It was the first time Xia Wushuang had seen the fierce firepower that burst out when the legion was fighting. I was shocked by this scene at a glance, those self-propelled guns that were born to kill, dragging endless firelight, forming layers of dense and almost terrifying death barrages, almost in an instant, it tore the thick black clouds in the sky into thin pieces.

However, Hades is easy to mess with, and the imps are difficult. The black clouds in the sky were pierced by the ferocious self-propelled guns, and a large number of gargoyles who narrowly escaped escaped were swarming through the army's defense area and descending on the camp of ordinary refugees.

Rumble! A gray figure fell from the sky and plunged straight into the crowd. A woman with inconvenient hands and feet and unable to move was smashed by a gray shadow from her waist on the spot, and the whole person was cut off by the waist under the huge momentum, and the liver and sausage were thrown on the spot and broken into two alive.

"Ahh The crowd scattered in panic, trying to get away from the monster that had already landed. But the gargoyle seemed to have really turned into a stone statue, its whole body turned gray, standing motionless in the disgusting piece of flesh, its seemingly mutilated wings, absorbing the power of the flesh and blood beneath it, and repairing it quickly at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.

"You don't exist when I do?!"

Xia Wushuang raised his eyebrows, pulled out the Tang knife on his waist, and approached the vulture-healing gargoyle in three steps.

However, more gargoyles descended from the sky, and they fell into the crowd in groups of twos and threes, like statues of death from the sky, and fell into the midst of the defenseless crowd, unleashing a bone-chilling slaughter.

Their claws are as sharp as knives, and anyone who stands in front of them will be torn to shreds by these sharp claws. They are bloodthirsty and devour human hearts, but whenever they have the opportunity, they will take the beating red from the human chest and put it in their mouths to chew cruelly.

They can even fight in flight, and their mobility allows them to act like shepherds, driving the lambs they see as waiting to be slaughtered, converging on the place of death in the center of the crowd.

Resourceful human beings are always good at finding hope in difficult situations. When the gargoyles were excitedly chasing down humans, they suddenly turned into petrified statues, and the survivors discovered that these hideous-looking demons were actually creatures that were afraid of bright light, just like vampires!

I gather toward the headlights!

In Xia Wushuang's shocked gaze, hundreds of people suddenly crowded towards the cars on all sides; They pushed and shoved each other, and countless human beings became dead souls at the feet of others in this struggle, trampled into mud!

And the humans who pounced on the headlights did not end well. The huge crowding force behind them squeezed their bodies at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and blood and shattered internal organs spat out of these people's mouths like a fountain, and they were not alive at sight. Clever people as clever as them did not survive this sudden disaster in the end.

"Are these people the ones I want to protect? Or is weakness itself an unpardonable sin......"

Maybe in an instant, too many people died. Xia Wushuang felt that his heart, which was originally filled with indignation, suddenly became cold and numb.

But he didn't stop, he rushed like a madman, into the place where the gargoyles were most numerous; The Tang knife in his hand was like a cruel death scythe, constantly turning a huge number of gargoyles into black iron-grade dust crystals that shone with a light blue shimmer.

"Dasifaloma......"

Xia Wushuang's killing frenzy soon attracted the attention of the gargoyle army. They gathered in strange language, and the black pressure was huddled together, like an overwhelming net, with a heavy bloody aura, and swooped in the direction of Xia Wushuang.

The awakened people who were looking for a sense of security around Xia Wushuang were already frightened like ordinary people, and they fled in all directions. In a one-on-one battle, these guys were still overwhelmed, and now counting on these guys who have lost their temperance to face this group of gargoyles gathered is tantamount to a dream.

"Ha Lu Ha, come on! Positive to me, you bastards! ”

Xia Wushuang looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, casually threw away the Tang knife in his hand that had collapsed and broken, and pulled out the five-foot-long Sanhua blade on his waist.

"Groan!" Sanhua was born, emitting a humming sound similar to a dragon's groan.

In an instant, the purple light scattered like a glow, and a lifeless figure had taken the initiative to break into the gargoyle net!