"Let me tell you, the brains of these heretical believers may have hidden dangers in subspace."
Soshyan walked up to Saul, took the dagger in his hand, and then picked out a yellow-white semi-solidified mass from the dead man's head.
When the life is drained from the body, decay immediately takes its place, the internal links of the body are completely interrupted, and the cohesion and reaction that make up the body cease to exist.
Although there were no visible signs of decay, Soshyan could still taste the time as he took his first bite of brain tissue.
He swallowed it and closed his eyes.
Soon, memories came flooding back.
A frail man, surrounded by a group of armed men, points at "him".
The man whom "he" regarded as his father sold "him" to pay off his debts, and "his" pain further increased.
Another memory emerged, broken and instinctive.
A scrap of food that your stomach longs for when you're hungry, a greasy rag, a warm smile, a kiss on a bruised forehead.
A woman appeared, it was the face of the mother he once believed he had forgotten forever.
Then the picture shattered, and "he" was sobbing, standing at a small station. Many people were like him. This place led to hell, and he would work in the bottomless underground all his life until he died.
In the blink of an eye, "he" became alone again, a little beggar shivering in the shadows and filth.
The chemical stench of the garbage mountain irritated "his" nostrils, just like before.
The picture was broken again.
"He" snorted and realized that he was a skinny young man, crowded into a chaotic crowd, and his ears were filled with rumors of someone missing underground.
Everyone wanted to join a gang to protect themselves, and he also took a fancy to one called the "Iron Furnace Gang", which he thought could help him survive.
But "he" waited in the disorderly queue for three days, only to hear the mean laughter of gangsters and watchdogs.
"He" can only turn around and leave.
The world suddenly overturned.
"He" rushed straight into the roaring gunfire and ran with the bloodthirsty thugs.
"He" tasted the pleasure of gunfire, bullets flying and bayonets flashing between the rusty fences.
This is the grinding area, and "he" is in the territory of the "man-eating dog".
Suddenly, the traitor fired a black gun from behind, the bullet drilled a burning hole in the flesh, and then the companions left "him" to die? There was a grinding sound as they dragged their feet away.
The gang left "him" facing each other in a narrow prison? A vertical cell that was so lonely and maddening. They left him in an assembly line to build a spire? He left him in a heavy labor that could kill people.
The world is falling into darkness.
From the cliff cave where blood flowed everywhere? "He" was caught and taken away again and dragged into a small dark room.
"He" entered a cage? This was one of the many prisons prepared for the underground arena. "He" was a beast? Living only to bring death to others.
But "he" caught the beast's attention? It was the nephew of the mine overseer.
At night, the man came to "his" cabin - after the bloody work in the arena was over, he ran his fat fingers through "his" hair that was caked with blood clots.
A snake-like tongue came out of this incestuous bastard's mouth, with a disgusting tone on it.
Thanks to the devil's mercy? "He" killed him at the last moment.
After the long darkness? The physical torture and blasphemy that no thug or thieves could have dreamed of made "him" know what resistance means again.
At this time, a burst of noise appeared.
That's akin to the hiss in a broken record player.
I grant you liberation——
Then, the memory began to become blurry and chaotic, like a pantomime staged in a thick fog, everything was shrouded in a veil.
Monsters? Gangs, wandering individuals? Torn apart and devoured in the black claws and flapping wings of a mad illusion.
The only difference is that there is no trace of the original pain and fear? There is only cold silence.
"He" feeds on death, clawed monsters? Monster handymen? And hostile foremen - all die in "his" bloody path.
Chimneys collapsed? Factories collapsed and fires raged.
He spent more time sitting in a small house, listening to the silence. Occasionally he went out and walked around the slowly flowing underground river.
Everything after that was shrouded in blood.
"He" fought hard in the dark mine tunnels, his weapons had been broken, his armor had been damaged, and his body had been mutilated into bloody remains.
The creatures clawed at "him", dragged "him" down, and tore "him" into pieces while "he" could still breathe out the bloody air.
I am the shadow servant.
The fangs tightened on "his" face, biting into "his" flesh and blood, grinding, pulling, gnawing, and cutting.
We have nothing to fear
"He" thrust the remaining blade upward into the pile of smelly flesh and blood.
We are just afraid——
All the images disappeared, and Soshyan seemed to be in a dream. Only the fishy smell lingering on the tip of his tongue told him that he had returned to reality.
He looked down at the man who was covered in tattoos and had only one right leg left on his body, and stretched out his hand to close his skull again.
"Their stronghold is near an underground river."
Soshyan took out the map, searched carefully, and found that there was an underground river about three kilometers to the right of the current location.
However, there have been many collapses in that area, and many passages are closed, with only three passages accessible.
The nearest passage to them had to pass through a small gathering place of miners, where there was also a small mechanical maintenance shop dedicated to repairing mining equipment. More importantly, a big red mark was drawn in that area on the map.
cross.
Although the Ministry of Justice does not know what these symbols represent, they speculate based on their own experience that they probably represent "danger."
It is further speculated that that area may be an alien nest.
If they had to take a detour, they would have to pass through three excavation areas, then change levels through the shaft, and then walk another 2 kilometers, which may take more than five times as long as the former.
Efficiency or safety?
Soshyan explained this problem to Saul and hoped to get an opinion.
Thor held his sword with both hands, thought for a while, and then asked:
"Do you think it was an accident that we got here all the way?"
Soshyan thought for a while and shook his head.
"No, but I can't give a reason for that."
"From the time we first encountered the aliens, they seemed to have consciously led us along this path. In fact, they had better ambush methods and opportunities. If nothing else, they also caused the explosion."
"reason?"
"intuition."
"We are here to destroy them, they cannot be ignorant."
"Yes, but they also want us to come."
Thor drew two parallel lines on the ground with his sword.
"We fought here, they fought over there, and then they were blown up in the middle. What do you think is the most direct result?"