Chapter 668: Aggregation

While Lin En was running to avoid danger, Ye Funi's team, which was heading from the third floor to the fourth floor, also encountered trouble.

The terrain of the underground palace has changed.

The terrain information about the underground palace that Metatron collected before can basically be classified as unreliable. So if the team wants to move to the lower level, they have to find a new way and face the adjusted terrain that is not easy to walk. In fact, it is not easy to walk for extraordinary people. The problem is that they have to face those panicked monsters. The changes in the underground palace are absolutely a natural disaster for these monsters whose living environment has not changed for hundreds of years.

Mutated thousand-eyed beasts, strange beasts, and a kind of mechanical puppet.

These creatures are like thick soup in a big pot, mixed together. It is common for them to fight each other, but more often the breath of living people will attract their greedy eyes.

There is something wrong with the underground palace.

Even the somewhat slow female knight felt that the life in this underground palace was full of greed and hatred for normal life. According to Metatron's explanation, this may be because the underground palace has been conducting dark experiments such as blood therapy for a long time, which has led to fundamental changes in the spiritual field here.

In other words, this place has actually become a so-called dirty place.

If you stay here for a long time, your spirituality may be polluted. The spiritual pollution here is actually very obvious. After rounds of blood therapy, various filth settles in the blood and spirituality, and then bursts out at once, presenting a very curious posture of multiple limbs, beastification, and rotten mutation of meat. There is also a trace of the power of [Eternal Decaying Beast] at work.

All the way up and down to the fourth floor, the team actually killed several beasts on the way by jumping and finding shortcuts.

Most of these beasts are skinny, and the bones in some places have even pierced the skin and grown outside. There are also many curious existences with multiple faces glued together on their faces. These monsters who should have died, not only did not die, but also had great strength and sufficient bursts, fell under Bill's gun one after another.

Facts have proved that after hundreds of years, guns are really useful.

The memory of these former hunters is not sensitive to the threat of guns. If it is a cannon, they may be more vigilant. Hunters hunt wild beasts with heavy weapons, including firearms. Naturally, the bigger the weapon, the more powerful it is. Now the law enforcers who have entered the underground palace have guns in their hands...

It seems that except for Bill's big gun, no one else likes big guns, because the extraordinary people of this era often have excessive lethality with guns. It is better to choose a more flexible short gun, which can be shot in the city.

So the monsters that these extraordinary people turned into after losing control were basically shaved off their heads and most of their bodies by shotguns or intertwined bullet storms, and died directly. The threat was staggered in a targeted manner. Even if there was a spiritual warning, the irrational monsters could not withstand the targeted hunting.

Bill couldn't help but sigh slightly during the skillful reloading process. Times have changed.

It's a very complicated taste.

As the younger generation, they wielded guns and killed people of the same level as glass cannons, as if reenacting the night of bloodshed of the extraordinary ninety years ago. That night proved that the era of guns and cannons had arrived unstoppably. After putting aside their emotions, people today recalled that historical fragment with only a sigh of sunset being infinitely beautiful and approaching dusk. The law enforcers in the underground palace seemed to understand the emotions of both parties at that time.

It was just their turn to play that role.

This kind of sigh belongs to the winner, and there is also the sigh of the loser. However, this kind of hypocritical emotion was quickly thrown away by a group of people, and they wanted to curse and say why the firepower could not be stronger.

Because the monster in front of them was too terrifying.

It was about twelve meters long.

It was flat as a whole, with red and white strips of muscle all over the body, like being skinned. Many parts had decayed, but more parts were very fresh. Supporting this body that can be called a blasphemy against life is a long row of legs, which look a bit like human feet, a bit like horse hooves, and some like the arched feet of cats. They are densely packed on the ground and twitching randomly. Just looking at them will make people shudder.

And the head of this centipede-like thing that stands up makes people want to vomit overnight meals. There are two heads on the head. One is a rotten human face that is groaning in pain, and the other is a head like a deer-headed demon that is tilted and drooping on one side. The tongue is sticking out and dripping acidic saliva. The two heads are glued together and violently pulled apart. You can see that there are large pieces of wriggling nematodes and pus combined. It is disgusting.

When this thing flexibly crawled from the dark river into the underground palace, two members of the team immediately couldn't control their screams and shouts, and the gunshots couldn't suppress the shouts.

This also explains why the law enforcers who were so happy just a moment ago wanted to expand their guns by two calibers and shoot at this disgusting monster the next moment!

The female knight was also unable to remain calm.

This disgusting thing was not easy to get close to at first glance. It was a completely distorted existence. The best solution was to purify it with a big explosion.

After the human centipede rushed over, it didn't eat fresh blood, but it ate a lot of bullets. Its body's defense ability was obviously not good. Its rotten or intact flesh and blood body could not resist the metal storm. The human centipede, while feeling the pain, immediately turned its head to plunder the mutant thousand-eyed beasts that were caught off guard. Then it showed everyone what it meant to recover quickly. Its cloudy eyes were always locked on humans while feasting.

"Can't kill it?"

After Bill fired ten bullets in a row, he evaluated the damage and immediately realized that bullets could not kill the human centipede. To deal with this thing, he had to use gasoline combustion bombs or high-powered explosives. It was too stupid to fight a battle of attrition with it.

"Wait a minute, Captain Ye Funi, there are signs of aggregation."

Metatron observed the fierce battlefield and shouted while moving.

"Aggregation?"

"That's right! This monster, it..." Metatron almost stumbled and fell into the muzzle of the gun that was spewing fire, and a member next to him was so scared that he quickly pulled him back. "…It is a polymer, blood therapy, blood therapy out of control! It craves blood, and also craves blood information from other beings. The ecology of this underground palace may be to cultivate the strongest blood therapy individual. We disrupted all of this, and also accelerated it!!"