Chapter 887: Changes in All Parties

Greystone Rift, a huge scar that spread from a large fissure and split the city apart. It should have healed, but at this moment, blood flowed out from under the scar again, and there were heavy fires.

The Balrog was raging in the town of Greystone, and the fire was spreading mercilessly. The billowing black smoke filled the air, covering the entire Rift Valley, completely blocking the sunshine and hope.

In this turbid darkness, houses were burned down one after another, releasing hideous flames and scorching smoke. The fire was ferocious and fast, like devil's claws extending to every corner. In the blink of an eye, the peaceful town turned into a burning hell.

People were running on the streets, watching helplessly as their homes were being devoured. They screamed helplessly, and their screams were mixed in the firelight, heartbreakingly conveying their fear and despair.

Everything along the path of the fire was unavoidable. Sparks flew and flames licked metal and wood, turning a prosperous area into ruins in an instant. Residents fled in front of the fire, struggling to find a way out, but the expanding fire and smoke made them unable to escape. In confusion and despair, some people were trapped in burned-out buildings, shouting for help, but in the end they could only be swallowed by the flames.

In this desperate hell, ferocious shadows were cast by the firelight. At the end of the shadows were a few people. Facing this cruel scene, they had no fear and instead chatted leisurely.

"I've only seen plots like this in movies."

The Disaster Waiter and Idel stood at a high place where the fire had not yet engulfed them, sighing at the hell scene below.

Greystone Town is full of spies from the Bureau of Order. It is not easy to break through here quickly, but it is just not easy, not impossible.

As the scarlet bishop, Hammer also nodded. Among the ruins, he saw a twisted, damaged and still burning locomotive. It smashed through several buildings like a cannonball, and finally slowed down in the square of the town. Stop slowly.

Looking back along the trajectory of the locomotive's impact, one can see burned and broken carriages along the way, and traces of explosions can be seen on the stretched and twisted metal frames.

Among the many wreckage, there was still a car that had not yet detonated. Its door opened crookedly, and the fuel stored inside leaked out, quickly forming a large pool of water on the ground.

Idel on the side looked at it with some expectancy, and then amidst the collapse sound, a spark floated, gently fell into the water, and disappeared.

Idel was a little disappointed, but in the next second, a series of flames quickly shot up on the water. Like fire snakes, they turned and rushed into the car. Idel's heart was lifted. After a moment of silence, there was another roar. Explosions rose in a sea of ​​fire.

The ripples of the impact brought up blazing waves of flames, and the foehn wind passed by again and expanded the fire, almost burning through the entire rift valley. Countless figures were running between the firelight, they were wailing, but they could not find a way out.

Idel covered his mouth and nose. The hot air made it difficult to breathe. He turned around and tried his best to make his voice clearer.

"What should we do next?"

Hammer also turned his head and looked at the mysterious third person.

"Next?"

In the billowing smoke, an evil figure broke through the barrier. Looking at those scarlet eyes, Idel and Hammer couldn't help but feel a slight chill in their hearts even though they were in such a hot environment.

"You just need to obey my orders."

The Regent looked at the other end of Greystone Town. It was an elevator used to quickly communicate with the outside world. At this time, it was also covered in fire, like a straight towering pillar of fire. On the edge of the top cliff, you could see the protruding edge. , twisted red-hot rails.

Greystone Town is a gate, and the Regent chose the most violent way to open the gate, which was to let a train loaded with fuel, red mercury and other explosives rush out of the tracks at high speed and turn it into a self-destructing train. The explosion paralyzed most of Greystone Town.

No matter what arrangements the Order Bureau has here, they may not be able to react in time to such an attack.

Covered by the thick smoke, many figures appeared in the sea of ​​fire. Like the Regent, they had a pair of breathtaking scarlet eyes.

Hammer looked at the sudden appearance of the Night Clan with vigilance, and then they pounced on the surviving people like wild beasts, biting their throats. Many people died, but many others were transformed by the Night Clan, It's a pity that by this point, the purity of the bloodline has deteriorated too much. Even if many people who were about to die came back to life, they still turned into unconscious bloodthirsty people.

The Night Clan is spreading like a plague, and it won't take more than a few minutes for them to raise an army of bloodthirsty people again.

"Where are your people?"

The Regent asked Hammer, "This is a joint operation. You don't want to disappoint that lady, do you?"

Hammer looked tense for a moment, but soon relaxed, with a weird smile on his face and said nothing.

Long before meeting the Regent, Hammer had carried out a series of operations against Greystone Town, but in that operation he encountered Bologg and was thwarted by his force.

But Hammer did not give up because of this. You must know that he had already been defeated in the internal struggle of the Orangutan Sect, and there were not many opportunities left for him. Until he met the regent, and until a few hours ago, he suddenly A direct order came from the lady.

Cooperate with the regent to liberate the evil and swarm-eating beast in this world.

Hammer knew only these. As for what to do after freeing the Devourer, he didn't need to know because Hammer knew that by then, he might have died or fallen into a state of neither death nor life.

But it didn't matter.

Hammer's body trembled slightly, not because of fear, but excitement. He was about to be freed and offer his final loyalty to the lady.

"They are coming."

Hammer smelled the faint blood in the air, and then a group of guys in red robes appeared on the other side of the cliff.

"Are these sacrifices okay? Idel."

Hammer asked again. As a disaster attendant, Idel was the key to this operation.

"Not enough."

Idel took a deep breath and then shook his head. "The blood is too weak, and the dead are not enough... I need more flesh and blood to attract the attention of the Devourer."

He looked at the Regent and said, "Can you trouble you to let some flesh and blood out?"

"Absolutely."

The Regent smiled at him.

Under the conspiracy of many forces, Graystone Town has become a desperate hell. As the fire burned, the twisted and weird flesh and blood carpet spread wantonly, swallowing up one charred corpse after another, but it was still not satisfied.

Previously, Blogo stopped it in time, and the flesh and blood plague failed to spread. This time, it completely released its own power and feasted on everything in the world.

The Night Clan looked at these twisted creations vigilantly. Although they were extremely disgusted, they still commanded one bloodthirsty after another to walk into the flesh and blood carpet, just like a sacrifice, and let them be swallowed by the flesh and blood.

Most of the towns were shrouded in the flesh plague. The evil power mercilessly transformed inorganic matter into bloody flesh. The streets and alleys were filled with a strong smell of blood. The twisted zombies wandered around ignorantly. Their bodies were changed by the raging plague. As they moved, large pieces of flesh and blood dripped from their bodies, revealing bloody bones. The stench and the smell of chaos filled the air, making people sick.

Due to the activeness of the Xingrot Sect, the Eternal Corruption Land is one of the more common extraordinary disasters. However, no matter how common it is, every time the Regent sees this scene, he can't help but feel sick.

But compared to the extraordinary disasters caused by the Night Clan, which are enough to destroy the dignity of will, the Regent feels that this Eternal Corruption Land is so gentle.

The zombies walked blankly, their eyes were empty and lifeless, and they had lost their lives and emotions. They followed their instincts and slowly approached any moving things, making low roars.

Most of the zombies were left with only broken bodies and bloody bones. Their existence was a complete destruction, a terrible and cruel nightmare.

In an instant, the town in the rift became a maze of horror. In the plague of flesh and blood, survival itself became almost impossible.

The new town was completely destroyed, and most of the old town was left. The survivors were forced to hide in dark corners, trembling and waiting for rescue, but hope seemed to be swallowed by endless darkness, and the boundary between the survivors and the dead became blurred.

Some survivors also crossed the fence, moved along the graystone rift, and fled towards the big rift. Their figures gradually blurred, and they didn't know whether they could escape or fall into another hell.

"I don't think we can hold on here."

Idel suddenly said, even if the corruption of Graystone Town has been completed for the most part, and the zombies have formed a certain scale, it is still impossible to rely on these forces to attack along the graystone rift.

"The elite of the Order Bureau must be on the way. What should we do next?" Idel's voice gradually became tense.

"Relax, relax."

The Regent comforted him, "Just follow me. As for this place... we don't need to defend it, we just need to attract the attention of the Order Bureau."

He looked at Hammer, "You people of the Corrupted Sect can always do this."

Hammer answered firmly, "Of course."

Hearing the two say this, Idel showed a helpless look. After hesitating for a long time, he exposed his arm, waved the dagger, and cut his flesh and blood bit by bit, and blood poured out.

Idel's flesh and blood seemed to have magic power, and evaporated in the air before it fell to the ground. The Regent sniffed and didn't notice anything unusual, but soon he clearly felt that Idel's blood was like a catalyst, and the flesh and blood all over the earth became more and more agitated.

"You..." The Regent looked at Idel curiously.

"I am a living petri dish myself," Idel rubbed his arm, and the wound healed in the blink of an eye, "otherwise why do you think I can cause the flesh plague."

"You are the container of the plague." The regent was surprised, and I don't know what he was thinking in his eyes.

Suddenly, the zombies wailed one after another. In the shrill sound, large groups of zombies fell down and broke into mud. The surging sea of ​​corpses was swept out of a vacuum area.

"Are there any field staff?" Hammer asked in confusion.

Idel looked at him intently, saw the other person's appearance clearly, and after sensing the blood on him, he questioned the regent, "Is that your man?"

"Hmm? It's... not really."

There is no need to see, just smell the blood in the air, the regent can judge the identity of the person.

Among the burning ruins and corpses on the ground, York clenched the bramble and pain lock with both hands, panting, and the horrific burns on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This round of surprise attacks in the early morning did kill many people, but York was resurrected again with the blood of the Night Clan.

York has not been a field staff member for a long time. He even said that he did not even recognize the number of people in the so-called special operations team. York has no sense of belonging to the mysterious Bureau of Order, let alone a member of the Bureau of Order. And fought.

But Graystone Town is different.

York has spent most of his life here. Even if there is no profit at all, his heart still belongs here and he loves this land.

Familiar old places turned into scorched earth.

York roared uncontrollably, and the brambles and pain chains were tightly wrapped around his body, embedded in his flesh and blood. The chains covered with spikes swept across and slashed like thousands of sword blades, beating anything that came close. of fragmentation.

"He doesn't seem to respect you very much," Hammer noticed York's fierce eyes, "Do I need to deal with him?"

"No," the Prince Regent shook his head, "I admire this guy very much."

"But he blocked our way," Idel said.

The regent laughed strangely, his eyes wandering between Idel and Hammer, and then he stretched out his hands and put them on their shoulders respectively.

"No one can stand in our way."

In an instant, the colors that filled the world began to distort and reverse in the eyes of Idel and Hammer. Like a strange hallucination, an inexplicable sense of detachment arose between them. Then, whether it was the smell of blood, The burning smell, the hot wind, the noisy sound...

Everything is fading away, until the world becomes silent, until only the three of them are left.

"Let's go, move forward from the mirror world, you can avoid many people."

The regent turned to lead the way, looking through the gray stone rift valley to the abandoned place.

Not long after the three of them sneaked into the mirror world, several chains slammed into the location where they were just now, knocking the ground into pieces, and the spikes penetrated deeply into the scorched ground. As the chains exerted force, York Pulling the chain, the group of zombies jumped over.

With a bloodthirsty roar coming from his throat, York looked around, but found no trace of the regent and others. What was waiting for him was the zombies that were constantly surrounding him, as well as the bloodthirsty people who had been converted into slaves.

Looking at those familiar yet broken faces, York's mind froze, and even his crazy rage cooled down a bit.

He was at a loss, like a helpless child, tears could not stop flowing from his eyes, and then burst into endless anger.

The blood soaked the Origin Sin Arms, and the pain chains of thorns penetrated into York's body like a swarm of snakes. He was tightly wrapped in endless thorns, swaying and waving.

Thousands of thorns were waving their blades wildly, chopping down everything that stood in their way, and sweeping across the earth mercilessly.

The spikes are sharp and fierce, penetrating everything like a sword. Whether they are twisted walking corpses or manic bloodthirsty people, they are all reduced to pieces under the ravages of thorns. The surface of the scorched earth is covered with scars due to the spread of thorns. and trauma.

Roaring sounds came one after another, and the Night Tribe and the Fanatic Believers launched a fierce attack on York, but before their attack could reach them, they were wiped out by the power of rage.

York still remembers his deep thought that night, maybe there is no god in this world.

But someone still has to stick to the so-called morality, even if it means committing to greater evil.

"I dedicate everything... to you."

York whispered, sharp thorns piercing his heart.

The Night Tribe and the Fanatics tried to move forward, but suddenly the ground cracked, deadly thorn bushes rose from the ground, and the strong wind swept across the earth, ruthlessly destroying everything.

York's figure became more and more blurred, until it was completely buried by thorns, leaving only the twisted and abominable creation running rampant on the earth.

…

The astronaut turned around, looked at Sai Zong who was suddenly frozen in place, and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Sai Zong took a deep breath, as if he could smell the smoke of war in the distance, his eyes were complicated.

"Someone has awakened the source of crime."

"Oh?" the astronaut was a little surprised, "Will this have any impact on you?"

"It won't have much impact...at least for now."

"Will this have any impact on the future?" the astronaut asked again.

Sai Zong pondered for a while and replied, "Who knows? This is pure war, and the purer it is, the more disordered it is."

There was a chuckle under the heavy spacesuit. The astronaut no longer dwelled on this, but urged, "We should hurry up, or they will really break into the sacred city."

"Did you force them on purpose?" Sai Zong suddenly asked.

"Who knows?"

The astronaut gave an uncertain answer, "Maybe I just want to use other people's hands to erase the remaining evidence in a way that can deceive everyone?"

"As long as that city is completely destroyed, no one will know the truth about the fall of the Holy City."