The sky was dark. The cold wind ruffled the dried grass on the plains but the black robes did not move.
At this moment, the advancing group of more than a hundred people stopped. Not only the scouts at the front, even the scouts at the back and flanks reported the situation. The walkie-talkie rang. Gu Jun and the other team leaders used their binoculars to look around.
It was unknown when it started, but beside the withered trees in the Wilderness, chilling black-robed figures had appeared, covering the mountains and plains.
They blocked every direction, even the direction where they came from. There were probably more than a thousand of them.
"Damn it, where did these people come from?" Joshamee cursed. Bell Grant, Helen Claire, and the rest could not answer their friend.
Before this, they had seen the information provided by Phecda. One of the core members believed that he was a reincarnated person from a lost civilization from another world. His goal was to usher in a new era and control the world. He was closely related to the R'yleh Cult.
"Those people … what are they holding in their hands?" Paulina Gritzman asked. "Knives?"
Gu Jun saw it as well. His eyes narrowed. They were scalpels or scalpels, they were shaped like Carlop's instruments …
He used the binoculars to look around. Each of the black robes was holding a similar silver knife in their right hand. The tip of the knife was pointed at the ground.
"Ah Jun?" Xue Ba, who was also watching, asked. Only Gu Jun was used to this kind of strangely shaped knife.
"I have no idea what is going on either …" Gu Jun said darkly. The restlessness in his heart that had been growing stronger over the past few days was almost roiling. However, the more restless it was, the stronger he felt. "The enemy is trying to stop us from reaching the hill, or at least slow us down … or else they would not have shown themselves so soon …"
Just like Lou Xiaoning said, they had come to the right place, and it was probably beyond the enemy's expectation.
The shipwreck that happened when they landed on the island was not the enemy's doing, or else they would not have had so many people.
"Snipers!" Gu Jun shouted. Anger burned in his eyes. "Try firing."
He did not expect the sniper to kill the enemies with a single shot, because he did not think that these cultists would come out to die. They were just testing the waters.
Immediately, many snipers fired at the black-robed men in all four directions. The large-caliber bullets could break a person's waist. The black-robed figures did not dodge. What surprised Gu Jun and the rest was that the bullets hit their targets. The black-robed figures did not seem to be illusions, and they did not have the curse effect of distorting space.
Bang Bang! One of the figures had his head blown off, while the other had a large hole in his abdomen. A large amount of dark red blood stained the black robe covering his entire body.
But soon, the fallen figures crawled back up from the desolate soil.
"Damn it, damn it!"
"I'm not hallucinating, right?"
"That's not a human, what is that thing …"
The snipers cried out in alarm, and the faces of the commanders of the various countries darkened even more.
Were the organs like the "heart" and "brain" in other places? Or do I have to blow him up to kill him?
They still had a lot of supplies but not a lot either. After all, they had one less bullet to use. Prokhorovka suggested gruffly, "Captain Gu, why don't we try using the mortars? One for one." Gu Jun agreed. He wanted to see what would happen if they were blasted into oblivion.
They did not have much ammunition but they still had some. The artillerymen moved into action. They aimed the mortar at one of the black-robed figures and fired.
Boom! The mortar landed and exploded. The 3 black-robed figures were blasted into smithereens. They were reduced to a pile of flesh and blood …
However, it was also at this time that they saw something even more unbelievable through the binoculars. The flesh and blood on the ground slowly wriggled like water flowing into one place. They pieced together bit by bit and re-condensed into three human figures. Then, they all picked up the scalpel that had fallen to the ground.
The black robes were so tattered that there were only pieces of cloth left. They could not hide the faces of these figures.
There was no bone, brain, or internal organs. They were all formed from some kind of dark red rotten flesh.
"Oh my God."
"What the hell is this …"
This was the first time Gu Jun had come across something like this. His heart squeezed and his head throbbed.
Be it cultists, abnormal creatures or creatures from Dreamlands, none of them had broken through their biological limits.
It wasn't like the dark creature in front of him.
He was suddenly reminded of an incomprehensible conversation. Tainted flesh and blood gathered thousands of offspring, worms and maggots crossed the boundary to form anew …
There was a voice in his heart, 'What is life, what is death …'
At this moment, the black-robed figures all over the mountain took off their hoods, revealing their faces.
This surprised Gu Jun's group. It felt like their minds had been dealt a heavy blow.
These were not human faces. They had the outlines of human faces but they were all blurry red flesh and blood. All of these thousands of figures seemed to be deformed monsters that were beyond their understanding. At that moment, the group saw the figures move. Holding the knives in their hands, they moved to surround them.
"Captain Gu, what do you plan to do?" Bell Grant asked hurriedly.
"Will the Ancient Seal work against these monsters?"
"They affect one's mind! I can feel it … "
"We can't let them get close!"
The wind howled. The low hanging clouds pressed down on the vitality of the land.
From the moment they set foot on this island, danger came as sudden as the storm.
Was it the sound of wind or thunder? A murky sound came from all around them. It was the sound of chanting. It kept repeating like a god's name. Only a few people among the hundred or so people understood what he meant. However, those who had a mental breakdown and only temporarily calmed down because of the peace began to feel anxious again …
"Ah …" Callan Douglas held his head like something was drilling into it. He suddenly screamed, "We will all die, today, today!"
"Use the propofol, he needs to sleep!" The leader of the medical team, Uncle Dan, called out immediately. He had already told Gu Jun that if these people lost control again, they would be anesthetized immediately. Immediately, the medical team grabbed Callan Douglas and the other 16 mentally unstable people and injected them with the propofol.
After about 40 seconds, all of them fainted.
However, the rest of the members were also affected. The sound appeared to have some kind of magical power …
Since Xue Ba had taken the foreign language course at the Spell Department, he could understand it. It was a foreign language. It was a word being shouted.
Misfortune! It was misfortune, destruction and death.
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