The seriously injured arm was slowly healing. Tang Rou dragged her aching body and pushed open the door of the bar. The people inside looked at each other, as if they didn't expect that she could come back alive.
Behind her, there was a scene that normal people could not understand.
Among the countless huge scarlet tentacles falling from the sky, a slender young man stood on a piece of red flesh. His whole body was glowing white, like frost and snow that would melt at any time. He could not see clearly through the thick fog.
Those scarlet tentacles that looked extremely terrifying to them were slowly decaying.
In fact, even the red earth that covers everything is cracking.
This is a power far beyond human imagination. The clothes on the boy's back were broken into two pieces, and two translucent, wing-like substances like cicada wings slowly unfolded.
In the bloody and twisted world, there is only a touch of holy color.
The boy's hoodie was corroded by the venom, revealing a head of silver-white hair as bright as the moonlight.
Even with his back to everyone, you can still see his snow-white skin, slender limbs, and the slow and elegant divinity revealed in his movements.
God has come.
Against the background of blood all over the sky, it looked so ethereal, like the legendary messenger of the gods.
The angels described in the Bible have been adapted from later generations and are no longer incomprehensible in the original records. They have become gentle and kind-hearted, with human images. The angel Angel has wings and a pale appearance with a sacred aura all over his body.
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So, this must be the god who came to save them, right?
Tang Rou felt numb to the state of their blind faith.
This is not the first time. The last time at the entrance to the underground trading market, when those people saw Narcissus' silver-white eyes opening in the sky, they thought they were gods and knelt down to worship.
Ignorance and ignorance create human fear of the unknown.
It also creates blind worship and fear.
And the innate desire for strength contained in the racial genes makes them worship creatures that they cannot understand and control.
Tang Rou grabbed the emotional Atherland by the door, looked around, and said to her warmly.
"Walk."
The crowd suddenly came back to their senses at this moment, and rushed to the glass window one by one, shouting at Tang Rou, "Take us together!"
Everyone could see that the ethereal young man was not the messenger of God in their hearts, but came to save this woman.
He blocked the fatal blow from the scarlet tentacle for the woman, but Tang Rou closed the door with a smile.
People were almost dying and crowded towards the door, trying to follow it, but the way was blocked by broken tentacles falling from the sky.
The pale boy turned back.
There was deathly silence in his empty indigo eyes.
Tang Rou pulled Aslan and ran through the empty and weird city, each step making a sticky echo.
There is no one here anymore, the whole street has no life at all, every house has its doors and windows closed, and the city is as silent as death.
The ground under your feet is still scarlet, and it squirms like a piece of meat. Every time you step on it, sticky and slender red blood streaks will appear.
Aslan looked at the world covered in blood and was dumbfounded. He felt that everything in front of him was extremely disgusting and incomprehensible. He was on the verge of collapse because he was insane and had to accept everything.
She asked with a livid face, "Where are we going?"
Tang Rou sniffed the vague smell in the air, covered her chest, and gasped, "Go to those white churches."
"Why go there?"
"I smelled it...I felt Yu Qing was there."
Aslan was stunned and wanted to ask Tang Rou what she smelled, but it was not convenient for her to ask at this time.
Until I saw the moving tree at the corner, I couldn't help it anymore, and asked with twitching corners of my mouth, "Did I see it wrong?"
Why has the entire world mutated?
Wherever you look, there are scarlet and ferocious pieces of flesh piled up everywhere. On the walls and on the ground, the branches and leaves are squeezed and deformed, and branches that slowly wriggle like earthworms grow out.
Aslan was dumbfounded. He kept rubbing his eyes and opened them again. The world in front of him was still like this.
Tang Rou held her hand and saw the world more clearly.
The whole world has come alive.
It became alive.
The earth relaxes and rises, as if the chest is breathing slowly.
The walls, streets and even the sky were covered in red and blue chunks of flesh, as if they had fallen into the stomach of a huge creature.
Tang Rou was distracted and answered her, "I don't know. I saw this when I was with Sea Hare not long ago, at the entrance of a shopping mall, but Sea Hare helped me get rid of this illusion."
"Hallucination?" So this is a hallucination?
Aslan couldn't help but ask, "Where?"
Tang Rou said, "The sea of Rakshasa."
"Rakshasa Sea... City?"
"This is the world before cityofgod was divided into above and below ground."
At the end of the line of sight, towering towers appeared. The pure white tower-shaped buildings tore through the mist, like cold tombstones standing one after another on the cliff.
Aslan followed Tang Rou's footsteps, but the doubts in his mind grew bigger and bigger.
"The city of Rakshasa Sea sounds very familiar... Why does it feel like the name of the illusory city in a certain ancient book is the same?"
"What?"
Tang Rou turned around and asked in confusion, "What ancient book?"
"You should have seen it. When we were young, we used to read monster comics in the orphanage, which were from Chinese Liaozhai..."
The ground beneath your feet slowly squirmed, and the mist in the air became thicker and thicker.
Aslan blinked, his whole body shook suddenly, a trace of confusion appeared on his face, he tilted his head and asked, "What did you just say?"
"What do you think happened to the name Rakshasa Sea City?"
"Nothing?" She shook her head blankly, "Aren't we looking for Yu Qing?"
"Well, it should be around here."
Tang Rou looked solemn and held Aslan's hand, "Please help me see what's going on over there."
Through her sight, Tang Rou saw countless scarlet tentacles descending from the sky in the majestic thick fog, linking to the city buildings not far away.
The scarlet tentacles became rotten and quickly collapsed, but new tentacles continued to poke out from the clouds.
The moon is there.
Tang Rou was extremely anxious, "Let's hurry up."
When I opened the door of the church, there was dead silence inside.
There is a vague dark green smoke in the air, and wisps of it flow out from the depths.
Tang Rou had already walked into the church for a long time, but she found that Aslan was still standing by the door, looking at the tentacles, not knowing what she was thinking.
"What's wrong?"
Aslan turned back and lowered his voice and said, "On the Ring Road, I remember that electric eel experimental subject. Can it control this thing?"
"What?"
"This thing released the electric eel experimental body. Have you forgotten? At that time, these red blood vessels sucked the pilot's head dry... That electric eel still wants to attack you! I don't know when it became a grudge...
"
Tang Rou struggled to recall it and had a vague impression.
That electric eel does live peacefully with the vascular tentacle creatures that appear on the beach.
"Oh, by the way, Lin Li told me that Experiment 11 Sea Hare is controlling the eel."
Atherland finally remembered what Linley told her in the car, "He said that Sea Hare went to the sensory laboratory of the Tower of Babel and released the electric eel experimental subjects. At the same time, the electric eel
Also helped Sea Rabbit escape from the Tower of Babel..."
Tang Rou was startled and asked in astonishment, "You mean...rabbit?"