The sea water was boiling, slapping against the beach like blood. The white bones of the corpses opened their jaws, and their black eyes looked blankly at the sky. Wisps of ghosts floated out from the corpses, were absorbed by the red clouds, and flew to a farther direction.
Casey Osterman Beach in Chicago is a leisure beach often visited by many tourists visiting Hollywood. It has plenty of sunshine and you can see all kinds of beauties in bikinis walking past with their sexy waists.
There are also old people fishing, sitting in twos and threes under the lighthouse on the ferry bridge. They put down their buckets, throw out their fishing lines, take a sip of beer, and then quietly bathe in the noise, waiting for the fish to take the bait.
The young man is applying sunscreen to every inch of his girlfriend's skin. A little further away, there are young couples taking their children to the beach. The woman is wearing sunglasses and enjoying the cool breeze brought by the waves; the man is lying on a lounge chair, reading a magazine, occasionally glancing at it.
The child with the castle on the beach showed a smile.
The sea breeze blew a few strands of the child's short hair, and he was wearing a wet diaper. He scooped up a bucket of gravel with a plastic shovel and clumsily poured it next to the gradually forming castle. The child seemed to feel something and stood up unsteadily, blue and blue.
His big colored eyes looked towards the sea.
——At the end of the sky and the sea, a trace of red appeared.
"Dad...Dad..." The little guy, who was still a bit speechless, stumbled to his father's side, reached for his magazine, and awkwardly pointed to the sea, "Dad...you...what do you see over there?"
"Seagulls, maybe kites, maybe some idiot overturned the sailboat, there won't be sea monsters." The man said a few things that might make the child curious, but he still looked at his young hands.
The expression on his face suddenly froze.
At this time, what he saw was a much closer red color, which had dyed half of the sky and the sea red. A misty red mist enveloped the sea and was quickly drifting over.
"God what is that?"
Not only the men noticed something strange, but most of the people playing on the beach noticed the strange red mist that appeared in the distance, obscuring the sky and sea in the surrounding area.
At this moment, there was a huge roar in the sky. The man holding the child looked up instinctively, and saw several fighter jets roaring past their heads, rushing directly into the red mist, and firing several missiles into it.
The missile exploded, and the flames it showed were intended to illuminate the inside or disperse the red mist.
However, the flames flashed briefly before being swallowed up by the red mist. Even the black smoke did not float out. The flying fighter planes turned back on their trajectory in the sky, and one of them almost got close to the floating red mist, roaring
At the moment of turning, the seemingly slow mist suddenly stretched out smoke like tentacles, instantly covering the fighter plane. The huge fuselage was directly in the sight of countless people on the beach, and was pulled directly into the mist. The engine
The roar completely stopped.
"Run! You guys run quickly!"
In the fog, Lucy was floating weightlessly, lying in the fog and shouting loudly towards the beach. Unfortunately, the sound seemed not to be transmitted, and the people on the beach could not hear her.
However, seeing the scene of the fighter plane being swallowed up, the people on the beach couldn't sit still at all. The timid woman screamed in terror, and the obese man swam quickly from the water to the shore, looking back from time to time to see the lighthouse approaching in a blink of an eye.
In the strange mist, I could vaguely see the shadows of many people struggling and shouting inside.
Under the lighthouse, an old man who had been drinking and taking a nap felt the tightness of the fishing line. He woke up and was about to pull the fishing rod. The sun in his eyes dimmed. The moment he turned his head, there was a surging red mist under his eyes. There were countless figures inside.
It rushed towards him like a demon.
The fat man swam to the shallow water, got up and ran. In an instant, the red mist had already covered the lighthouse and crossed the bridge. He looked back and screamed in terror. He kept running and was swallowed into the red mist.
The next moment, there was only a pool of bones scattered on the ground.
On this beach, countless people ran in panic. Even the police patrolling this area mixed in with the crowd and ran towards the city. The man held the child and pulled his wife, stumbling down the street. When he saw a supermarket not far away, he
He grabbed his wife and children and rushed in.
The moment he closed the glass door, in the sight of him and everyone in the supermarket, billowing red mist instantly submerged the street. Among the tourists running away in panic, some people rushed to slap the door. In a few breaths, something visible to the naked eye was visible in the mist.
Turned into bones.
Vaguely, I also saw shadows of people huddled together in the fog.
"God, what the hell is this?!"
The religious old man held the cross in his hands and knelt on the ground to pray. Just when he thought everyone felt safe, red mist squeezed in through the gap in the glass door...
In just ten minutes, the originally lively and peaceful beach was no longer visible. On the flying helicopter, the intelligence agent taking the video looked blankly at the strange fog that filled the air below. The streets, beaches, and palm trees all disappeared.
inside.
The data on the screen was transmitted back to Chicago, and countless dignitaries watching the screen fell silent. They had no idea what this thing was. It was just an hour ago that they received news from Hawaii, and then everything there was lost.
Contacted.
I have no idea how that thing floated from Hawaii to Lake Michigan, which is inland.
But now they had no other choice. While the important personnel were being transferred, the army also moved out and took to the streets. Planes were ordered to take off one after another.
Tanks were also driven onto the streets and set up, and helicopters connected to Washington were hovering in the safest position, observing the confrontation between the red mist and the army from a distance, and transmitting all the information that could be collected there.
In the picture, flames were spraying wildly on the street, and fighter planes roared in the sky outside the red mist, shooting missiles with huge power one after another.
Amidst the huge explosions one after another, countless firelights flickered in the red mist.
But it still couldn't stop the surging and spreading fog. Streets were swallowed up one after another, and the screams of the driver and gunner came from the tanks.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The flying fighter plane also exploded in the sky, and the scattered debris made the faces of those who saw this live broadcast show unprecedented panic and silence.
Not only that, the spreading red mist seemed to be alive. After sweeping across the entire Chicago, it spread in all directions. In the mist, there were streaks of lightning, and the meandering electric lights were also bright red.
Haber was floating in the fog, and like many ghosts, he stared blankly at the army being destroyed like a torrent. He saw the towering Frank Pharmaceutical Building instantly eroded by the red mist, like a withered old tree, lifeless.
.
"No……"
"No……"
Not only was he murmuring in a low voice, Hubble, Lucy and others in the red mist, as well as countless dead souls, were all murmuring. Seeing that the city where he was born and lived turned into a ghostland in an instant, he felt in his heart
It's unspeakable sadness.
"This is the power of the gods..." Haber's previous desire to compete with the gods had been completely extinguished by the tragedy in the world below, and he felt an unprecedented trembling.
"God, please let them go."
Habar has always been a selfish and cruel person, and it is difficult to accept such torture. Watching each life taken away, and the entire prosperous city reduced to ruins in an instant, is more terrifying than any current technology.
However, the gods did not seem to hear his cry.
Still carrying countless ghosts, it followed the spread of the red mist bit by bit, spreading out in all directions from Chicago. In every state it passed, evacuated people blocked the highways and lost their lives in the panic, turning into bones.
The red mist seemed to be a terrifying giant beast that could never have enough to eat, swallowing it all the way.
Hubble was slumped, his face full of sadness, he saw his parents' farm, two old people holding hands and sitting on the sofa dying; Lucy saw her sister, singing in a bar in New York, watching with her own eyes
As she was holding a microphone in the red mist that poured in, her skin and flesh were torn off in pain and turned into bones.
Haber also saw it. He saw his wife and daughter far away in Washington, hugging each other in the garden. He wanted to shout for them to run away, but in the end it was too late.
"No!
"
He saw the red mist shrouding it without any mercy, and the moment he screamed loudly——
Haber opened his eyes, Lucy, Hubble, Julia, Xu Meiting opened their eyes, and the dozen mercenaries also opened their eyes.
They and the biting cold wind suddenly felt mild in this icy and snowy land.
They were unwilling to try that hellish scene again.
The group of people, without any sound, looked at the figure floating in the wind and snow in front of them with their hands behind their backs, and knelt down in tacit agreement.
"This is just a punishment for you. Don't bother me again in the future."
The words that came from him echoed in everyone's ears calmly and coldly.
…
However, what they didn't know was that it was not just a dream. At this moment, where the red mist swept across, everyone got up from the ground and looked at each other in shock.