"Goo Dong~" West swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, although he had a gun in his hand, but he had no bottom in his heart.

Anyone who sees the flesh and blood blurred and faltering, like zombie-like human monsters, hundreds or thousands piled up at the door, everyone will be afraid.

Tuba coughed twice, took a step forward with his hands behind his back, and said, "That ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the monsters roared and poured in like a tidal wave.

"Rush out!!Don't let them get stuck in the house!!" In the face of these monsters, Charles was not afraid to go straight up, and the rest of the crew followed.

"Bumper Bumper!!" white bone bullets splattered blood on their bodies.

The other crew members also pulled out various weapons and began to speak, and the previously silent forest instantly turned into a battlefield of slaughter.

In the face of the powerful firepower of Charles and others, these things suffered heavy casualties, and their bodies looked very fragile.

But even when the people in front of them fell to the ground, they opened their deformed mouths and rushed up as if they didn't see it. There is no fear in their eyes, only bloodthirsty desires.

Charles rushed out of the house, but he was not out of danger, and these deformed creatures were the endless water, and they were a small boat crumbling in the red sea.

Gunshots, roars, and curses rang out incessantly.

One of the sailors who had fallen behind was a few steps slower, and seven or eight misshapen arms seized him, rubbed his crooked nails into his flesh, and cut the body apart with all that.

"Buzz~~" Charles raised the chainsaw in his hand and swung forward vigorously, and the monster in front of him was instantly clear.

At that moment, a slender palm reached out from behind him, grabbed the mouse on his shoulder and dragged it back.

"Lily!!" Charles gritted his teeth and kicked his feet, desperately rushing into the wall of flesh in front of him.

Misshapen nails and teeth rubbed against Charles, and although his clothes were quickly cut, Charles's tough skin resisted the attacks.

Charles quickly jumped into the crowd and snatched Lily back and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Ah~" The white arc of electricity pulsed on Charles's short staff, and as he lifted it hard, the flesh monsters in front of him instantly fell a large piece.

A dazzling white light completely ruled the place, and a strong scorching smell filled the air.

When Charles stopped completely, the surroundings were completely charred.

Charles fell to the ground trembling violently, he didn't know how many times he had used the staff, so much so that his unusually tough body was a little overwhelmed.

Fortunately, it was worth all the effort, and in the face of the powerful power of thunder, the flesh monsters finally retreated, and they ran or crawled into the woods, and the forest was quiet again.

Charles stood up with the help of the crew, gasping for breath as he looked at the messy battlefield around him.

The rest of the crew were also looking around, their eyes filled with horror, and the same questions came to their minds. "What the hell are these things?"

Before they could figure it out, a headless corpse in front of Charles suddenly stood up.

The wailing graffiti that should have been attached to Charles, appeared on it.

The headless corpse used its right hand, with only seven fingers, to point in the direction where the flesh monsters had just exited.

"Charles, he said 319 over there, he felt it. Tuba translated as he spoke.

Charles immediately perked up, he had gone to great lengths to come to this place for this thing.

He shook his numb right hand and walked in the direction of the doodle.

The corpse was also under the control of the graffiti, and followed in extremely twisted movements.

However, the sailors who had come in with Vest before looked a little uncontrollable and wanted to cry.

After all, the scene just now was so terrifying, when those flesh monsters stretched out their hands of fear to them, they felt like they were in hell.

No one spoke, walking silently in the silence of the woods, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

"Mr. Charles, do you smell it?" Lily sniffed with her little nose raised.

The smell of blood, rancidity, grew stronger as they progressed. On the trunks of the trees and on the ground, strips of white cloth with strange inscriptions gradually appeared.

"This ...... This is...... Photan...... The silent bandage picked up a strip ......of cloth, glanced at it, and threw it on the ground.

"Who is believing in the god Photan? all that stuff?" thought Charles.

After the ground was completely covered with strips of white cloth, a round flat bottom the size of a football field appeared in front of them.

The important scene of the venue made everyone's faces show a trace of discomfort, and some of the crew members who were not able to bear it covered their mouths and forced themselves not to vomit.

Corpses, countless decomposing corpses posed a twisted filthy pentagram on the field, this pentagram was not symmetrical, and each corner above was offset to the left.

Where there are no corpses, all kinds of indescribable words are drawn with dark blood.

The corpse's bloodshot eyes were open, its mouth was wide open, as if it had suffered a great deal of pain before it died, and its messy hair was mixed with bloody dirt.

These corpses are all flesh monsters from before.

Charles glanced around with nothing else, he looked at the headless corpse possessed by graffiti next to him, "Where is 319??"

The sound of a branch breaking suddenly sounded, and Charles instantly raised his gun and pointed it that way.

The motive grew in the distance, and the flesh monsters came out again, this time on their stomachs, carrying a wooden shelf on their backs, and on top of it was a house-sized man's head.

The transparent scalp allows Charles to see the brain inside, and the black maggots that come in and out of it.

The various traces of decay on the face make it full of a trace of weirdness.

But Charles didn't notice the huge head at all, and his attention was immediately drawn to what was around the skull.

It was a bronze printer, and intuition told Charles that it was the mental printer he needed 319!!

"399! That's me! Where did you get that big head? Didn't you have to soak in the pool before?" Tuba was about to run over happily, but Charles immediately stopped him.

"You say this thing is very kind, and the Foundation even let it go shopping?" Charles asked, staring at the huge head, not wanting to look at it.

"yes, he's 399. Tuba said categorically.

After saying that, he shouted at the huge head that was coming this way, "399, bring me a sea urchin sushi from Cafeteria 3." ”

The brain soaked in the transparent liquid shook slightly, and a plate of sea sushi wrapped in green seaweed appeared in front of Tuba out of thin air.