As he passed the huge chasm, George lowered his eyes and looked down.

[Vomit——]

Even he almost vomited.

What a horrible scene.

Thousands, tens of thousands, of viscous and creamy crimson earthworms huddle together and entangle with each other, scraping their own slime onto another worm's body.

In the great ravines of darkness, the worms moved endlessly, like flesh and blood covering the ground in the abyss.

Crossing the ravine is the cemetery.

So the organisms here have been contaminated.

They have degenerated into creatures beyond human comprehension.

These worms, which are more than two meters in diameter, would be numbered in the tens of thousands if they were to appear in the outside world, enough to make them a terrifying disaster.

George calmed himself slightly.

He looked closely.

Their bodies are supposed to be a dull crimson color, with most of them shiny and slick, but with a high crest with numerous tiny granulation tentacles on their backs.

The wriggling bodies had the characteristics of a human, only more slender and softer, as if the human body had been stripped of bones, and the head actually had the facial features of an Indian or Caucasian, and the large, bulging eyeballs that never closed.

On both sides below the head, there are tiny limbs that are constantly trembling, like the hands and feet of a baby, but the limbs are too long, almost like the tentacles of a catfish, and the knuckles on the long hands and feet are irregular, maybe four or five, maybe seven or eight.

They wriggle haphazardly, dozens of tails entwined, rising and falling in a pile of worms as far as the eye can see.

Their hoarse, high-pitched guttural voices convey all the dark emotions that their faces can't express.

It's like a fish-man who is copulating to climax, which is disgusting.

"This creature has been polluted for more than a decade, and the newborn natives on the island don't even know what they looked like before they were contaminated."

Hancock lit a cigarette, and the dim light of the fire flickered and flickered in the gradually thick fog, like a sea-sucking lighthouse that seduced people to fall into the abyss, and the lost sailors followed the little light in the thick fog to guide the way, but stepped into the trench that never sinks, and the ugly and anthropomorphic krakens used their fanged mouths to make moving music, as if playing a mourning song,

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he and George stood on the edge of a ravine at least 100 meters deep, and deeply pushed out a smoke ring, which slowly rose and then disappeared in the damp mist.

He said

"Man-eating earthworm leads...... They are forever in the process of mating, and anything that enters the ravines enters their stomachs, and even the low-level aliens who can squeeze into the present world are eaten clean. This is also the reason why the entire island has not fallen so far. ”

"They eat aliens?"

George was shocked.

Cannibalism is a very common operation, but semi-heterogeneous never open their mouths to heterogeneous.

They are too low-level, and they are born servants.

Perhaps the Half-Aliens, a strange species somewhere between a fallen creature and an ordinary creature, would have the guts to eat the corpses of a dead alien, but they would never dare bite a living Fallen.

For example, the Hell's Kitchen watch world has a lot of flies.

It's a semi-heterogeneous genus, but when the abomination lives, they behave like a pug, bowing their heads and begging for mercy.

But when Diana and the others killed Abomination, they were even crazier than hyenas, surging up from all directions like moths to a fire, tearing off the flesh of Abomination with their dagger-like teeth, in the hope of gaining a chance to fall into the abyss once and for all, and become real aliens.

Man-eating earthworms are weird, they kill anything that goes into the ravine, and the aliens in the inner world don't have any heat and no reason, they don't jump, they don't fly, they only want to jump into the ravine.

This means that for more than ten years, it is actually these worms that have been protecting the entire island and even the entire world.

What a strange conclusion.

And there's a very weird thing happening to them.

The vast majority of semi-aliens can completely degenerate and become truly degenerate creatures if they have the opportunity to eat the flesh and blood of the aliens.

So far, George has not seen any pop-ups in the Properties panel.

This shows that even if I don't know how many miles of world aliens I have eaten over the years, not even one of the man-eating earthworms in this ravine has evolved.

It's a miracle of nature.

"So how do we get there?"

George scratched his head.

Lopez pointed to himself and Hancock:

"We use flying ones."

Flying in the fog is not a good idea.

George had a cold war.

It's not that he can't fly.

The second-generation life support suit given to Tony is equipped with a complete flight system, which is powered by a small ark reactor.

It's just that there are usually some very dangerous things in the fog that seeps out of the inner world.

For example, small insects that can burrow into the human body and bite wantonly.

Another example......

Some weird creatures.

But with Hancock and Lopez here, it shouldn't be a big problem.

George hesitated.

Although the combined combat power of these two people can even brush a single fifth-level alien or a large purple bald head that has developed in the field in outer space, their sanity value is definitely not high, and there is a high probability that they will not be able to withstand the pollution of too high-level aliens.

Unless you can exchange a few items from the system shop for items like [Hero King's Cloak] that can be used by others.

But whether he wanted to or not, he finally chose to enter the cemetery in the middle of the island from a high altitude.

It's just that this high altitude is a little too high.

He actually chose an altitude of at least ten kilometers above the ground to cross.

"There's something very dangerous in the mist, it's the product of the contamination of the Soul Vultures, and their form is almost invisible, and they carry a lot of infections on their bodies, even if we don't want to touch them."

Hancock explained,

"And we've tried to get into the depths of the fog in the past few days, and we've found a relatively safe path."

It turns out that the radiation range that can be enveloped by the fog of the world is somewhat similar to that of a typhoon.

It appears in the shape of a swirl.

And in the center of the vortex, there is actually no source of infection and the existence of fog.

Only by parachuting directly from a high altitude can you take this road to reach the entrance of the inner world.

At an altitude of 10 kilometers, you can already see the appearance of a small half of the island.

But it's still hard to see the edges.

However, except for the cemetery area, the rest of the entire Skull Island is still full of life, the pollution is not serious, and there are the long-term hunting of the Holy Tiger, King Kong and the natives, which is not particularly different from more than ten years ago.

George looked down.

Through the gradually thickening gray mist, it was clearly visible that there was a dark abyss surrounding the entire cemetery, which covered an area of less than 100 square kilometers.

A term from an ancient myth suddenly appeared in George's mind -

Jörmungad.

A snake that surrounds the atrium.

Isn't this ravine crowded with man-eating earthworms like the great serpent that surrounds the whole world?