The pus and blood pouring out like a tide not only violently washed away the black insect tide, but also came into contact with the first defensive barrier. The thick sandbags and ceramic metal plates blocked the increasingly turbulent waves and the heat and future firepower emitted by the firearms.
The burned fuel floated on the water, and the bright orange-red flames were like small floating islands in the rapids. The smoke emitted by the incompletely burned fuel could not cover up the stench of the blood tide, even Laura, who was at the highest point of the fire network.
·Crawford almost felt nauseous because of the rotting flesh-like stench. Fortunately, the soldier of the First Secret Regiment beside her handed over a breathing mask, which made her feel that the stench that occupied her nasal cavity like mucous membranes was relieved.
A lot, so as not to vomit out all the bile.
She couldn't imagine what would happen to the mystic who was still standing in front of the silver stone door at this moment. However, what she saw next was destined to be unforgettable for her life, and she had no time to think about the situation of those people in front of the silver stone door -
—With the surging red and black tide, strange pink and white objects surfaced. At first, no one paid attention to these obstacles, but until there were more and more of them, they finally formed isolated, blood-stained rocks. Those things looked like they were surrounded by blood.
People hastily used knives to remove the mutilated human body of muscles and skin, and there are still pieces of fat and skin with hair. What is even weirder is that there are still live blood vessels and tendons on those bones, as if there are things under the water.
A horrific human slaughterhouse, and this is the sewer of that slaughterhouse.
The black beetle floating on the blood wave used the kinetic energy of the liquid to climb up the frontmost Alpha defenses. The hard barrel and flamethrower were gradually chewed up by the supernatural mouthparts. The blood that was separated from life and flowed freely was also
After being filled with sandbags, it gradually seeped in along the gaps. A soldier accidentally let his bare skin come into contact with the splashing liquid. Blood-red herpes appeared on his skin, and then his spirit fell into madness. The First Secret Regiment and the five genes
The reformed warriors had to abandon the defense line and go all the way to the Beta fortifications. They used melta from a high position to clean out the monsters that had penetrated below. They also ordered the soldiers at the rear to move more sandbags and melta bombs. The blood tide must not flood all the fortifications.
Lara Croft tentatively fired a shot at something floating on the water. The bullet shattered the red and white brown rocks, sending up half-solidified red-black liquid and bones stuck with broken meat.
Damn it, she finally confirmed that the thing was a human body. The officer with command authority finally ordered the defense platform to open fire in full force. In the blink of an eye, thousands of bullets and artillery shells flew towards the wreckage reef in the bloody water. The impact of the explosion was on the skulls of all ordinary people.
The sound echoed in the room, and Lara Croft opened her mouth to avoid shattering her brain with the gunfire when the loud bolt weapons platform next to her was fired. The rain of bolts, plasma and individual missiles rained down.
In the dim environment, dazzling light bands that illuminated the cave were pulled out, destroying the debris reef without any resistance, leaving behind incomplete bones and evaporated cavities. Some of the remaining fat was even covered by tracer bullets, explosive warheads and flames.
The high temperature of the injector ignited, and thick yellow-white smoke emerged between the white bones with some shreds of meat.
Although the power of science and technology has gained the upper hand in a short period of time, all the wreckage reefs that have emerged cannot withstand the power of explosions and high temperatures. However, every time a wreckage reef approaches the defense line is destroyed, a new one will pop up, slippery and bloody.
The bones grew out from under the bones that had become dry and hard, and the reefs were connected to form narrow floating islands, just like the volcano rising at the junction of moving plates. This is not something that can be killed. The irritable mood is in
Every soldier's heart wanders. The training they have received is to kill, but what they have to face at this moment is not a creature that can be killed by the weapons in their hands, but a phenomenon caused by supernatural forces. The sea of blood is steaming.
The burning smoke is definitely not a symbol of victory.
Crimson thunder struck the silver stone door out of thin air. Through the blurred smoke, Lara Croft could only vaguely see the golden glow reflected from the power armor of the Praetorian Guards shrouded in smoke, as well as Wanda Maximo.
Her husband’s iconic red hair and the huge ruby on the snake bone staff. She could not understand the vague non-human language coming from behind the curtain of reality, nor could she understand the dazzling flashes and roars after the smoke. Compared with her, she had experienced
The soldiers of the First Secret Regiment in the Battle of Noah Doon were much calmer. Although they were still numb due to supernatural phenomena and irritated because they could not defeat the real enemy, at least they were not as ignorant as ordinary people with fragile minds.
At a loss.
Wanda Maximoff stood behind the Seraphim Shield, looking through the flickering sparks at the indescribable terrifying existence inside the silver stone door. It was an extremely huge eyeball, but after the initial fear, Wanda Maximoff
Da felt that the look in her eyes was familiar. However, the reality did not give her any room to think. She waved her staff again, summoning crimson thunder and crashing into the huge vortex formed by dense stars behind the door. Accompanied by a sound that was almost inaudible to human ears.
He cried out in pain, and the eye disappeared.
Just as originally expected, there is no real space behind the silver stone door, but a scar in the structure of time and space. The curtain of reality is torn apart behind the door, and the illusory predators in the etheric ocean can't wait to put on the skin of their victims.
Create spiritual turmoil in the material universe that is enough to penetrate the barrier and nourish the outer dimension. Gods, demons, elves, no matter what they are called, cannot change their nature. Just knowing their existence is enough to distort the human spirit, even for well-trained katana.
The Mystic of Martaj also needs to resist the whispers behind the door at all times, control his thoughts and stay focused.
Prayers are the most suitable means, mantras are regular exercises of concentration.
A red-purple storm is brewing behind the door. No one knows what will come out from behind the door. Going deep into it without any precautions is no less than diving into the deep sea without using any protective equipment. The huge pressure and unpredictable ether rapids are enough.
People are completely lost in it, leaving only an empty shell occupied by extradimensional creatures. The Imperial Guard Supiluliumas killed the deformed creatures that crashed into the material universe from behind the door at a speed that ordinary people could not see, flashing
The sharp edge of the electric current cut through the tough skin as wet as tanned leather and the recurved joints filled with fluid, and at the same time skillfully shot and executed a young mystic with tentacles coming out of his ears.
He glanced at Wanda Maximoff, the daughter of Sithorne. In addition to supervising the entire work process, the most important thing about his job was to monitor Wanda Maximoff's mental state, and Wanda Maximoff
Maximov's job was to study what was behind the door, to throw his mind into that place beyond the comprehension of conventional psychological perception.
"I need time to cast the spell." Mordu said. The other Kama Taj mystics were struggling to bind the door, and he led other more intelligent mystics to try counter-spells to seal the scar, even if this
The attempt is likely to fail, because there has never been a case in history where the scars on the structure of space-time have been truly eliminated. Unless the laws of the material universe forcibly close it, all human efforts can only temporarily bridge it rather than heal it.
"Shoot!" came the calm voice of the Guardsman Supiluliumas from the communicator. Due to extradimensional energy and electromagnetic radiation, the voice of the Guardsmen was mixed with vague electric noise at this moment, chopping flesh and blood.
The blood-curdling screams also reached the ears of all the soldiers through the pickups of the Guards' power armor. Then there were two more gunshots from the stone gate. The Guards seemed to be struggling to chop down something.
Something, and something seemed to be ready to move behind the stone door. Under the illumination of the searchlight, deformed claws, translucent skin and bone plates, tentacles and twisted limbs were vaguely revealed. "Toward the place where the stone door opened, ten meters high!
"
"Team C, Team D, aim at the coordinates mentioned by the Guards, and fire the laser cannon!" The officer immediately gave the order to the weapon operator of the Beta defense platform. His laser pistol fired a shot out of boredom, killing him miraculously.
A black insect tried to crawl over the rock wall. The unpleasant burning smell was almost negligible in the current environment, which was like the smoke produced by lighting dozens of large bonfires. Also ignored were the officers.
The most proud marksmanship and the green phosphorescent light embedded in the rock wall. "Sergeant, send someone to capture those damn primitive people! If that doesn't work, kill them!"