962 Blood Red, Wrestling

Su Muhua's face changed suddenly, and she felt that her control of the entrance to the hyperspace was being fought for by another existence. At the same time, a frenzied will slammed into the spiritual passage in the void from another direction. This mixed consciousness was like a poisonous snake, biting into the consciousness channel and violently injecting its own venom.

Boom, it was like a thunderbolt exploded in the head. Yang Qi snorted and resisted Su Muhua's mental pressure with all her might. But in this sudden change, she has no way to stop the running Jonathan.

That chaotic white light is the most terrifying weapon of murder. The mixed space wave flow can completely tear apart all the existence that is not strong enough.

Jonathan is out of time for the brakes.

"Domineering!" In the roar, Li Yuncong started his transformation.

With the clattering of chains, Chainsaw Girl flicked her weapon.

In the pull of the trouser chain, the husband took out the short stick.

The reaction of the Chosen One was not unpleasant, but Jonathan was too close to the portal and too fast to catch up.

Qi Meng, who exists between non-existence, is the only one who has a chance to stop Jonathan at this time. But her eyes flickered slightly, and she stood quietly. Ignoring what was happening, as if he didn't care about anyone's life or death.

The next moment.

Bang, there was a muffled sound, and Jonathan fell on his back. He had a cable tied around his neck, and it was Yang Qi who gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed his mental backlash, and threw out the cable at the last moment to put Jonathan back.

"What are you running around!Give me honesty!" Yang Qi yelled angrily, and then immediately looked at the portal.

Although it was true that she had brought Jonathan back, the muffled sound of "bang" just now did exist.

Jonathan, before the portal, bumped into something......

This is really weird......

"What's going on!" the shocked shout came from Yang Jin. He pointed to the other side of the portal, where there was a lump of ...... Stuff. Jonathan just crashed into this piece of stuff and knocked it flying in one fell swoop.

Everyone looked at it and was shocked.

It was a blurry mass of flesh that looked very fresh and had a fairly neat section. Bright red blood spurted, staining the ground around him red in the blink of an eye.

"This is—" Uncle Chao quickly stepped forward to check it, and then said with a gloomy face, "This is the human ribcage and half of the abdomen, which have been cut off entirely." ”

The Chosen One who has no one in the world are all well-informed, and they have seen more tragic wreckage, but the wreckage in front of them makes them look at each other. Because the way this wreck appeared was so weird.

How could there be such a miserable human torso in the hyperspace portal?

However, this is not the end, as Jonathan had just gotten up and seen an even more shocking sight.

Rain of blood, an astonishing rain of blood, sprayed outward from the white vortex. Along with the rain of blood, there were countless fragments of flesh and organs. Whether it's an arm, or a piece of small intestine, or half a thigh, or half a piece of brain, bits and pieces of human tissue are spraying towards the outside of the portal, staining the area around the battlefield with blood red in the blink of an eye.

The dense and surging red color instantly clouded everything with a terrifying evil.

"This ——!" Senior Brother snapped on his face and stuck half of his liver, he grabbed it, stayed for a moment, and then howled and quickly retreated backwards: "What's the situation!

Whoosh, the Chosen One with combat power surrounded the portal in the blink of an eye, their eyes uncertain. Why is there such a large amount of human debris erupting? Could it be that something strange and ominous is going on in that hyperspace?

At this moment, a new and terrifying scene unfolded in the portal.

In the white light, an arm stretched out, a human arm.

Several, dozens, hundreds, countless arms stretched out from the white light. The volume of this white light shrouded was not large, but at this time, it was like a monster with hundreds of arms. Countless arms waving, twitching, clutching frantically. These arms also grapple with each other and even beat each other.

And then there's the face, the human face. Men and women, young and old, black, white, brown and yellow, everything. The faces of these people emerged from a white light, like ice floes emerging from the water. They screamed something, but they couldn't hear it. What they were expressing, but they couldn't figure it out. The Chosen received no information to be interpreted, but the will for pain, madness, and hatred was so strong. It was as if a distorted radioactive source had contaminated the hearts of everyone around it.

The swirling white light rose and fell, and the faces kept shifting. Sometimes they overlap each other, but the next moment they separate from each other. Red blood was still spraying, shooting out like a torrent of rain from between the faces and hands, staining them all a hellish red in the blink of an eye.

Covered in thick blood, the Chosen ones realized that in the eyes, noses, ears, and mouths of those faces, there seemed to be something else writhing, struggling, howling, as if there were infinite collections of the same pain superimposed. And all this is miscible in red blood, such a sight is already more amazing than the most horrific picture of hell.

"it!What is this!" Brother Fu panicked, in the face of this scene like the unsealing of the ancient evil god, Brother Fu's combat power was basically zero, because he couldn't get up at all.

"Ready to make a move!" Qiang, the ice bell sword was unsheathed, the cold Mingyu true qi circulated on the blade, and Luo Yuxi's eyes were sharp and did not retreat. Whether it is an ancient evil god or an extraterrestrial demon, Luo Yuxi is always ready to swing the sword in her hand, she already has the demeanor of a real swordsman.

Under her leadership, all the Chosen ones are gaining momentum, and powerful weapons are ready.

"Brothers and sisters, let's get on fire, give this thing a hard blow!"

This looks like a very terrifying monster, but it can't scare off everyone's high fighting spirit.

But Yang Qi organized them.

"Wait a minute, it's not right!" Yang Qi said with difficulty: "These are ordinary people!"

"Ordinary people?!" The Chosen ones were instantly shocked, this thing like the old ruler in front of them was an ordinary person?

"Hmm!" Yang Qi covered her head and snorted, the mixed memories tingling her brain. But at the same time, following the spiritual pipeline, she also saw the scene at the source of the spiritual poisonous snake.

She saw the great hollow underground, the high platform, the three sacrifices locked in the cockpit, and the Pagamemnon who commanded everything.

Pagamemnon did not think that someone would be able to follow the spiritual passage to connect the consciousness of the sacrifice and peek into the situation from the perspective of the sacrifice. He stood on the round platform, both complacent and restless.

"Why is the space wave flow so messy? Damn, that disgusting guy's strategy turned out to be right, quick, continue to shoot the cannon fodder for pathfinding!" Pagamemnon waved his hand, and only a few bangs were heard, and a personal image flew towards the white that was constantly expanding and shrinking in the middle of the round platform like a cannonball.

The angle of view of the sacrifice is limited, and it is impossible to see what kind of device is firing the human cannon. But Yang Qi could clearly hear the terrible screams and desperate cries. She could clearly see figure after figure flying into the white light, and then being dissociated into countless fragments, sprinkled all over the ground around her.

She also saw a long line of armed men, ordinary civilians who had been kidnapped. Male, female, adult, child. Whether it's a young girl or an ignorant child. It doesn't make any difference whether it's begging for mercy and crying or wagging its tail and begging for life. The black-clad men forced them to keep walking into the white light, and then the citizens were squeezed, superimposed, and distorted into a terrifying form in the turbulence of space.

Some people resisted angrily, and then they were brutally killed by armed men. There is a Chosen One hidden in the crowd who suddenly strikes out, acting like a superhero in an organized way to try to save everyone. These Chosen ones did cause a certain amount of chaos, but they were quickly suppressed in a thunderous explosion.

There was a crackle, a roar, and the Chosen ones all shattered into flying dust.

The perspective of the sacrifice couldn't see the whole picture clearly, but Yang Qi's feeling told her that the one who shot just now was the "god" who had been beheaded by her! She could see that the young man who looked like Adam Zadeh was angry and gave a cruel order: "Why is it so unstable? Quickly, put in more cannon fodder, increase the power, and quickly stabilize the space waveform!"

Crackling, a strong electric current pierced the body of the sacrifice, and as soon as his consciousness was blurred, Yang Qi returned to the body of the deity. She can see it, and Su Muhua and Qi Meng, who are connected to her spirit, can naturally see it. Qi Meng's expression moved slightly, and he didn't say anything, but Su Muhua was completely angry.

Living in an era of peace, she had never seen such a heartbroken person with her own eyes, and she had never seen such a tragic thing. The heart of the doctor's parents, Su Muhua has been a doctor for 30 years, and his compassion has never changed. The mass of human faces in front of him, struggling and twisting in infinite pain, made Su Muhua angry.

"Bastard!!" she glared angrily and spread her hands, seizing control of the hyperspace portal with all her might: "I won't let a little rabbit cub like you succeed——!!"

"The enemy has opened a portal to hyperspace in another part of the earth, forcing these ordinary people to explore the way, they have been pinched into the form in front of them by the chaotic space!" Yang Qi opened his mouth and ordered: "Everyone obey the order, don't touch the white light, but it is safe outside the white light." Try to save others while keeping yourself safe!"

After coming back to their senses in the shocking appearance, the Chosen ones also saw that there was really no incredible strength in these arms and faces.

This collection of pain in front of you is really a group of ordinary people!

Fuck, which of the eight grandsons of the king did such a thing that broke through the bottom line of mankind?

I am a martial artist, and I am chivalrous and righteous. Draw your sword and rise to the top of the world—fuck it!