"Why is this happening?"

"Why is this happening?"

"What's wrong with this qiē?"

Countless question marks popped up from Su Hao's mind, and the scene in front of him was not so much surprised as shocked.

Coxon rose from the ground, clumsy but effortless. One by one, the chains that bound him were broken. That's right, he was broken free by an indescribably huge strange force, his hands were free, his mouth was wide open, and he screamed one after another, and the sound of crazy and ugly wails echoed throughout the stone chamber, through the tunnel, and many people in the distance also watched in this direction.

"You, aren't you dead?"

The expression on Zhang Zhongyuan's face became very rich. He instantly overturned his judgment and fell backwards again and again, so frightened that he fell backwards. Coxen waved his arms and walked slowly towards him, and just as his right hand was about to grab the armor on Zhang Zhongyuan's shoulder, Su Hao suddenly rushed out from the side, trying to resubdue the madman who had come back from the dead. However, his strength was obviously not as strong as Coxen's, and the whole person was grabbed by Coxen's waist armor, held high above his head, and threw it towards the pool located in the distance. Su Hao involuntarily fell into the pool, splashing a large splash.

The cold snow irritated the wound, releasing even more intense pain. Su Hao's consciousness became more sober because of this, and at the same time, he also produced more and more intense fear and anger.

Coxen turned around, his back bent a little excessively, looking like a perennial hunchback disability, and looked at Zhang Zhongyuan with a dull gaze. His mouth was slightly open, as if he had lost control of this part of the muscle, saliva swaying back and forth at the corners of his flabby lips, and his bloodshot pupils lengthened and taper in his sockets, becoming a reptile-like erect form.

"You, you, what are you, what are you?" Pharmacist Zhang Zhongyuan was terrified by this situation, trembling and moving backwards, unable to speak.

The unknown is what is truly scary.

"Doctor...... Help, help me. ”

The slurred words slowly squeezed out of Coxon's saliva-dripping mouth. For a moment, his glasses flashed with clarity, and then as if they had been instantly destroyed by some kind of force, and turned into terrifying vertical pupils again. Coxon walked awkwardly forward, with some extremely terrifying changes in his body. His muscles swelled violently, squeezing the power armor on his body from the inside out, making a scalp-tingling sound. Fragments of armor had detached from his body, revealing swollen, twisted, rapidly decaying, fibrous hands. Within minutes, Coxon's face had twisted and purple, his cheek muscles had become dull and unusually blue, and his tongue had hung from his loose mouth, then disconnected by gravity, becoming a disgusting black puddle of mud on the ground.

No one noticed that Su Hao was getting up from the pool and walking closer. He leaned against the wall with one hand and looked at Coxon in disbelief.

This scene is very familiar to Su Hao.

In the future world, on Earth, those human beings who were infected by the virus and turned into zombies will be like this after they die and are reborn. Their skeletal muscles rot in a short period of time, their nerve centers reconnect in unimaginable ways, their sense of smell and hearing is extremely sharp, and they lose both eyes. In terms of appearance alone, Coxen is extremely similar to the zombies of that time, and there is almost no difference. But he still has at least the naked eye. Su Hao didn't know if this could be regarded as an evolution? But for the living, it's certainly not good news.

Coxon raised his swollen hands as if he were proud, and a layer of tiny black scales had grown on the surface of the surface, and his fingers had turned into claws, and his nails had become black and hard, making people shudder just to look at them.

"I need to get out of here, it's full of dead people. I need help, and I hate the people who made this place like this. What did you do? You are bringing about your own destruction. What you do today will be the most cruel and painful revenge in the future. I curse you, I hate you. The world will eventually become nothingness, and everything will return to the original point. What you are proud of is nothing more than a pile of rancid garbage. You think that you have created the greatest being, but you don't think that it is just a devil dressed in a gorgeous garment. I will be waiting for you here, watching you all turn into nothingness. ”

He kept repeating this passage with great procrastination, as if the articulatory organs had been damaged and he was unable to speak properly.

Zhang Zhongyuan mustered up the courage to get up from the ground, turned around and tried to escape, but because the nerves in his legs suddenly contracted and he lost control, he was unsteady on his feet, and he fell again in front of Coxen, who was completely deformed and his wounds were rotting and smelling. He staggered forward, and in the dim light, his figure was vague and unreal, as if a most terrifying illusion, approaching step by step.

"Get out of the way!"

Dealing with this kind of thing, Su Hao has more experience than anyone else. By the time the warning was issued, he had grabbed a shotgun and fired at Coxon just above the shoulder. Coxen was not previously shot because of the restrictions of the Legion Regulations. And now, everyone, including the pharmacist himself, feels a real threat.

Coxen is obviously different from the zombies in Su Hao's imagination. He was clever enough to know how to avoid danger, and the bullets fired from the volley burst the scaly covering on his body, blasting flesh and pus and blood everywhere. Just as Su Hao raised his gun to aim again, Coxon grabbed Zhang Zhongyuan, who had fallen in front of him, and threw it at Su Hao. Su Hao was forced to throw away his weapon and reached out to catch the guy who threw it at him. Both of them fell over at the same time due to the huge inertia and crashed into the rocks behind them. Coxen took the opportunity to enter the tunnel, leaving a long, poisonous trail of blood on the ground.

Several F-FDTL soldiers who had heard the news blocked the way. They aimed their laser rifles at Coxon, their faces filled with fear and shock.

"No, it's no longer Coxon, it's ...... Rather, a terrible monster. ”

Zhang Zhongyuan held back the pain, looked at the back of the person who walked into the tunnel, and whispered to Su Hao: "It occupied Coxen's body and devoured his soul. I must apologize for those words that came before, I did not believe you, but was stubborn. Hopefully, we'll have time to correct our mistakes. ”

Coxon, no, it should be the monster that made "Coxon", was approaching the Wehrmacht soldiers. It was bloated and twisted, its skin straightened by protruding abscesses, and its size so large that his pearly white armor was now ripped haphazardly like metal rags, and strange spikes and cysts grew from its muscles. Coxen's face was distorted like a dog's, and he had a pig-like mouth. Where there used to be neat human teeth, there are now long, slender fangs like canine teeth, and there are so many canines' teeth that its mouth cannot be closed at all. Its eyes turned into two bloody holes, but its movements became particularly sensitive, and its rapid steps made its form more blurred, and the dim light made Coxen's every step seem unrealistic. It looks real and illusory, like a photograph that is not in focus, or captures the outline of an object clearly.

Coxon smirked and rushed into the tunnel, grabbed a young Wehrmacht soldier caught off guard, and carried him sideways like a rag doll, smashing his head back and forth against the hard rock walls on either side. The bones collided violently with the stone wall with a terrifying loud "thud", and Coxen felt no sense of it, as if it was not a human at all, but some oddly shaped adult toy. Blood and slammed flesh splattered everywhere, shattered minced flesh everywhere, and the hard, irregular rock walls were littered with blood-red marks. In the end, Coxon apparently lost interest in the unscrupulous soldier in his hands. He roared, tossing the unrecognizable corpse aside. Although the poor Wehrmacht soldier was still convulsing, everyone present could see that there was not much left above his chest.

Zhang Zhongyuan stared blankly at Coxon's back. At least he hadn't forgotten his duties as a pharmacist. Although his heart was full of fear, he was still driven by his instinctive sense of battle, clenched his shotgun, followed the footsteps of Su Hao and the other legionnaires, and ran towards the direction of the tunnel. He saw the whole process of Coxon's torture and killing of Wehrmacht soldiers in a meticulous manner. Zhang Zhongyuan was not timid, and there were hundreds of corpses that had been dissected by his own hands. The description of the dead was much stricter than that of the Wehrmacht soldier who had just been killed, but Zhang Zhongyuan did not, and even trembled all over his body as he did now.

He felt a kind of uncontrollable desire to vomit. The stomach spasms became more and more severe, and the strong contractions almost made Zhang Zhongyuan faint to death. This is the first time this has happened to me since becoming a Legionnaire and undergoing a genetic gland transplant. He knew that this was a temporary sexual dysfunction caused by endocrine disorders, because the brain felt fear and could not contain it, so it led to a deviation in the body's control. However, this qiē is temporary.

"He must be killed!"

Zhang Zhongyuan took a deep breath of the air with a strong smell of blood, and the fear in his eyes was quickly replaced by a thick bright red blood. He quickened his pace, and the arrow gun was clenched in his hand with unprecedented toughness, and a roar full of hatred and murderous intent erupted from his mouth: "That's not Coxon at all, but a monster!" ”

A heart-rending scream came from the depths of the tunnel.

Coxen was clearly hungry. He grabbed another IDF soldier who had not had time to flee and leaned forward and opened his mouth wide. The angle of the mouth was far beyond the limits of what a human could bear, and the corners of the mouth were split, extending from their original positions to below the two earlobes, causing the entire mouth to be incredibly wide, and covered with dense elongated fangs. The teeth were apparently new, perhaps because they concentrated most of the free calcium in the body, and they protruded only about half a centimeter in length, but the tips were very sharp. Coxon bit the soldier's upper body and shook it back and forth a few times, and the young man's lower body slowly fell to the ground, flesh and blood blurring, like a high-pressure water pipe, constantly spurting blood outward.

Behind him, Su Hao had already rushed into the entrance of the tunnel. Just when he raised the arrow gun to aim, Coxen, who was busy swallowing most of the human corpse in his mouth, seemed to sense something, quickly turned around, and just saw the arrow gun in Su Hao's hand aimed at him, and the center of the black and cold barrel had released a dazzling red light.

Despite losing his sense of self, Coxen still retains a clear enough awareness at the core of his mind about such a powerful weapon as a shotgun. Instinctively, he opened his mutated mouth and let the chewed corpse pieces fall to the ground, his eyes furious and frightened, and his hands swaying back and forth in the air, as if trying to stop the impending attack with this action.

This is certainly not possible.

The gruff roar of the arrow gun broke a qiē, piercing far through the depths of the tunnel.

The moment the bullet came into contact with Coxen's skin, it exploded and dispersed into a dense barrage composed of a large piece of alloy particles. Whether it was fine steel balls or metal fragments, they all blasted into Coxon's body. In an instant, the mutant giant was completely enveloped in a bright red blood mist. He instinctively let out a scream, but was stopped by concentrated fire from the priest Torugal, the pharmacist Zhang Zhongyuan, and the other living soldiers.

No one was able to survive such a dense attack. Even monsters are no exception.

Su Hao had already replaced another new magazine, and in just a few seconds, it was all emptied. He did not give a ceasefire order, and the people standing around him did not have the slightest intention of sparing. Both the Wehrmacht and the Legionnaires poured fire on Coxen with their own weapons. They approached the bloody target step by step, forming three high and low firepower nets in front and behind. On the periphery of the battle circle, two communications soldiers were desperately calling for reinforcements. Lieutenant General Karakov had apparently received this information, and the figure at the entrance to the tunnel on the opposite side swayed, and the harsh friction of the tires of the light combat vehicle over the rock surface could be heard in the distance.

Despite the dim light inside the tunnel, Su Hao still shot through Coxon's left cheek. His body had become particularly swollen, no different from the effect of a "giant" that decayed after death. Although I don't understand why this mutation happened all of a sudden? But Su Hao's shot apparently destroyed a command center in Coxen's body. His massive body shook a few times, and with unwilling howls and roars, he fell to the ground heavily, pus and blood spurting out of the wound, everywhere.

Su Hao raised his right arm and made a stop movement. The soldiers immediately lowered their guns, quickly checked their guns, and changed their magazines. The remnants of the legionnaires drew their chainsaw swords, and under the leadership of the priest and the apothecary, they gathered around Su Hao, and slowly walked towards Coxen, who was lying on the ground and twitching.

Walking closer, Su Hao silently looked at Coxon. He found that the grayish-black muscular skin on the surface of Coxen's body was exactly the same as the familiar image in his memory. Yes, that's not a baseless speculation, but a reality in front of you.

They...... Why are they here?

Isn't this the third stage world?

This is supposed to be the world where the Atlanteans existed, and when they were on Earth, Haba Banora told Su Hao that it was the same as Sinoh and Ahab, and it was the one who was created. However, through the portal, Su Hao did not see any trace of the Atlanteans, nor did he find the slightest information left by them. There is the Emperor, the supreme Emperor, there is war and chaos, there is the main army and the Wehrmacht, and there is ...... This terrifying monster in front of you.

Su Hao pulled out his matching gun and aimed it at the back of Coxon's head and pulled the trigger. The coarse-caliber bullet pierced the skull, blowing Coxon's head in half. But he still maintained the ability to think and speak, turned his head with great difficulty, and stared firmly at Su Hao with his remaining right eye, his mouth full of broken teeth opened at a strange angle, and his blown nostrils continued to spurt out blood blisters.

"You're not dead yet."

Su Hao put away the gun, looked at the dying Coxon with a very complicated gaze, and spit out this sentence with double meaning from between his teeth.

To the beholders, this is a sarcastic and ridiculous question, a declaration of strength from the victor to the loser. This kind of thing is very common in Legionnaires, and is more like a mood release after a fierce battle, which can also be understood as an alternative battle cry.

Only Su Hao himself knew that he was not asking questions, but stating the facts in a disguised tone.

Coxon's glasses had lost most of his vision, and the images of Su Hao and the others had become very blurry in his eyes, and they were blood-red. He gasped and muttered in a beastly howl.

"I have to ...... I need to get out of here, it's full of dead people. I need help, and I hate the people who made this place like this. You guys, what did you do? You are bringing about your own destruction. What you do today will be the most cruel and painful revenge in the future. I...... I curse you, I hate you. The world will eventually become nothingness, and everything will return to the original point. What you are proud of is nothing more than a pile of rancid garbage. You think that you have created the greatest existence of zài, but you don't think that it is just a devil dressed in gorgeous clothes. I'll be waiting for you here, watching you, a qiē...... A qiē will become nothingness, nothingness! Nothingness! All of them will die! ”