At the same time, the massacres that are taking place in the landless grain production areas are also taking place in various parts of Chernobog. Flash Dance

Chernobog communication center, mobile city control center, recirculating water station transit, emergency passage out of the city, port

All important facilities in Chernobog were hit at the same time by different powerhouses.

These strong people are all infected.

The whole of Chernobog was in a mess, and the emergency phone in the city lord's hall was almost blown up by various departments.

The consul Katroski immediately detected that something was wrong through his keen sense of danger, and led his guards to break through to the outside of the city.

However, a woman with dragon horns appeared alone at the door of the Consulate.

Katroski was stunned, and the faces in the maze of memories corresponded one by one, and suddenly remembered something.

At that moment, this old former General Ursas, who was obviously under the protection of dozens of elite soldiers, couldn't help but show despair on his wrinkled old face.

Gritting his teeth and roaring weakly, the message from his hoarse voice made all the soldiers stiffen.

"Dragonmaiden, Tallulah."

"Damn."

The woman in front of her was still expressionless, and pulled out the long sword at her waist.

Five minutes later,

The Chernobog Consulate, with its rugged and majestic architecture of Usast, was already engulfed in flames.

However, despite the fact that all of the city's major facilities have changed hands under the raid of the powerful men of the integration movement, the people of Ursas living in the city still have no sense of it.

Life seems to be going on like this.

Until in this city, the lowliest people who used to be able to survive only at the bottom suddenly showed their fangs to them.

bang

His forehead slammed against a floor-to-ceiling window, and the crack spread and shattered in the form of a spider web on the glass.

A tall, but extremely thin infected man with red eyes slammed his forehead on the glass of the shop one after another, his mouth roaring hoarse and indignant, and his eyes filled with uncontrollable grief.

The passers-by around were stunned for a moment.

"What are you doing, bastard, get out of here, don't let your blood stain the glass of other people's homes"

Soon, a tall young man stepped forward and reprimanded the Ursatians, who were called a fighting people, had never lacked the blood to see righteousness and courage.

"Trash who let you into this street"

"Brother, you're doing well"

"It's actually an infected person, it's disgusting to look at the stones on his body, vomit."

"What did those people from the Autonomous Council do, we didn't pay less."

Seeing the behavior of the infected person, the surrounding passers-by gathered to denounce it, and many of them praised the young man who was the first to stand up.

The young man was praised by everyone's words, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, looking at the thin figure of the infected person in front of him, and then at the blood stains on his forehead, he smiled disdainfully, strode forward and grabbed him by the collar.

"Disgusting mongrel."

The young man drew him closer and looked at him mockingly,

"It's rare to see an infected person as bold as you lately, and you seem to need our fists to help you improve your memory."

The man didn't look at him all the time, even if he was grabbed by the collar, he only shook slightly, and his eyes kept staring at the inside of the shop.

"Heh, it's still a hard bone."

Seeing this, the young man directly punched the infected man in the face, and knocked him to the ground.

"Hahaha"

"Look at this bastard, it's really weak."

The surrounding Ursatians laughed around him.

The young man standing in the crowd greatly satisfied his vanity.

There is nothing more proud of the Ursatian men than the affirmation of their strength.

The infected man was still staring intently out the window.

The young man tugged at his collar again.

It seemed that because of a punch and a high and swollen cheek, the infected man's brain cleared up a little, and he turned his neck stiffly and looked at the young man in front of him.

The young man was a little hairy by his staring, and grabbed his neck hard and scolded, "Look what bastard, where did you roll in, go back to your kennel, do you hear?"

Then, I saw this thin but tall man trembling and stretching out his hand and pointing to the inside of the shop.

On the opposite side of the glass, a man and a woman stood in their arms, the man looked at him contemptuously, and the woman bowed her head and said nothing.

The voice of the infected trembled uncontrollably,

"This is my home"

"That woman is my wife."

"I can't live anymore, where are you going to let me go"

The infected jerked his head up, grabbed the young man with his backhand, and roared in that hoarse voice,

"You tell me where else I can go"

At the moment when the roar erupted, the dark emotions hidden in the depths of the infected man's heart channeled and exploded with the roar in an instant.

The blazing source stones could explode with his most extreme emotions and roars, and the source stones attached to the man's entire body shone with the spiritual power of this moment.

The most primitive source stones can burst out of a man's body in the purest way of an eye.

The young man he grabbed and questioned was just stunned for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, he was completely covered by unbearable light and heat, and exploded and shattered with a bang.

The ground around the infected man shook.

When the smoke and dust cleared, a shallow crater appeared as if it had been blown open by a grenade, but the ground on which he stood was still intact.

The only thing left in front of him was a scattered fragment of blood.

The Ursas who had just taken the initiative to form a circle and accuse were stunned.

Everyone lowered their heads, and saw that the young man who was still dragging the infected person just now had turned into a mass of red meat sauce that could not even distinguish the shape, and could only vaguely see the outline, like a tomato being slapped on the ground with a clatter.

Everyone kept their mouths shut.

After a short silence, it seemed to react suddenly, and everyone's faces changed suddenly, and both men and women screamed and turned to run.

The man, however, still stood stunned, looking up at his compatriots who had been beating and insulting him in the past and driving him away.

Looking down at the blood stains and corpse fragments on the ground, the sudden surge of power made him suddenly feel unreal, as if in a dream.

And yet, everything is so real.

The power that suddenly erupted under the fiery emotion flowed slowly in his body like blood, and it was clear that it had just appeared, but it gave him the illusion that his arms were like commands.

Extreme emotions, violent power, wanton revenge.

The three are mixed together, like the most tempting but vicious poison, even if you know that there will be endless darkness in front of you, you can't give up, for fear that everything will come to naught.

The man stood in the empty street.

Oh, yes.

I've lost everything.

All those who once loved me, and those I loved, have left me.

We are infected.

We have nothing but strength and each other.

But how can you have all this?

Why

The will of darkness is by no means a momentary outburst, but a precipitation accumulation of days and nights, and finally at a certain moment, it is suddenly punctured and exploded by a certain scene.

The man kept his head down, staring intently at the slimy blood and corpses on the ground.

Suddenly step forward.

Poof.

He stepped on it very hard, making a slippery and disgusting sound, and crushed it by the way.

You deserve to die.

When a person's logic and reason are completely confused, he is not far from losing his humanity.

Feeling the mysterious and huge power that suddenly emerged from his body, the man suddenly turned his head and looked at the tightly locked glass door.

With an eerie smile on his face.

The man in the shop, who had just had a contemptuous smile on his face, was now in disbelief and frightened, shaking his head vigorously and saying something loudly.

But the thin layer of glass door is just too thick.

It's so thick that it separates blood and pain.

He couldn't hear.

The infected simply raised their hands with expressionless faces.

rumble

Explosions and flames, at this moment, lifted the curtain of chaos in Chernoborg.