Chapter Twenty-Four: Murder Against the Heavens

After a long time, my brother's reprimand for me finally ended, and I wiped the sweat from my forehead and sat down with everyone's backs to the boulder.

Everyone was sad, all silent, looking up and looking around, they found that the surroundings were also surprisingly quiet, the quiet needle drop could be heard, and the quiet sky was full of gloom!

Again and again alive but dead, again and again hope but desperate!

Walking on the edge of life and death, playing this cruel game of death, no matter how big the nerves have collapsed, everyone is full of dead colors, and they have become piles of walking dead, but they are doing the same thing, collecting corpses and broken arms, and piling up holes with giant feet stepping on the hollows.

In this way, the mechanical movement, like a corpse, lasted for half an hour, and the scene returned to its previous flatness, but the purple-black earth had turned a dark red color, and the smell of blood mixed with the smell of burnt meat on the mountain wafted in the wind, making those who saw it chill and smell and cry.

After collecting the corpse debris, everyone's zombie-like faces finally moved slightly, but they were blank without sorrow or joy!

I'm at a loss for thunder, I'm at a loss for monsters, I'm at a loss for life and death! I'm at a loss for the future......

Is all this the power of heaven and earth, or is it the work of someone?

If it were heaven, I would have rebelled against it, and if it had been a man, I would have killed him!

This has become everyone's voice, and it has become everyone's life and death obsession, if I die for it, I should go down to the Yellow Spring, if I live for it, I should kill people for Qing!

That's why we live, a reason we have to live!

After the attack of this giant beast, the number of dead is not less than 2,000, and the number of people who are alive is only about 5,000, although the number is quite a lot, compared to the tens of thousands when they first came here?

The people who died here are comparable to 200 air crashes, more than 10,000 car accidents, and the lives here are like mustard, life and death are like lights going out, and it is difficult to describe them with the word tragic.

But if you look at it now, you will find that everyone's gaze has changed a little, from dull to blank, from blank to firm, from firm to a pool of dark water, the lake is deep and waveless, but the bottom of the lake is a dark tide surging, and the killing intent is churning.

I believe that if this group of people survives, they will definitely shake the heavens and the earth in the future, because they have seen through life and death one by one, and they have already bred the heart of killing against the sky in their hearts, and the flame of revenge will never die!

Revenge is not just a thought, but a return to action, both today and in the future.

At present, all people are facing one of the most serious problems: that is, survival, and only by surviving can there be a glimmer of hope, although it is slim but unavoidable.

Listening to the quarping stomach, everyone laughed bitterly, after escaping for a day without getting a little food, they were already physically exhausted, and they still wanted to enter the terrifying jungle, the possibility was already zero.

The only thing I can do now is to rest, recover a little stamina and then go into the jungle, so that I can be more sure of finding food.

Standing, sitting, lying, or leaning ...... A variety of ways to rest add a bit of desolation to the night.