As the surface of the sand trembled violently, the younger brother also felt something was wrong. The bullet holes all over his body were throbbing with pain. While covering the blood in his thigh, he lowered his head and looked at the sand beneath him.
The sand was churning with great undulations. When I was lying on it, I felt like something was pushing against my back, as if it was about to rush out.
He felt a sense of horror, and ignored Chen Haidao, shooting directly under the sand.
The bullet hit the sandy ground, splashing a lot of sand, and the fine sand poured into his wound, making his wound more painful. His face was pale, and he was sweating from fear, and he kept pumping out the gun.
The bullets were fired while still shouting:
"What the hell! What the hell! Come out, come out to me!"
Seeing him like this and seeing something strange on the sand where he was lying, Chen Haidao stopped attacking and watched all of this silently, his expression looking a little sarcastic and disdainful.
Gu Zhuo didn't step forward to help, but just waited with Chen Haidao to see what the result would be.
After the man fired all the bullets in the magazine, he didn't have any extra ammunition with him. He pressed the trigger a few times and heard a few "clicks", knowing that he was completely out of ammunition this time.
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He slammed the gun on the sand, hoping to hit the thing and survive for a while. However, the gun hit the sand and only made a muffled sound.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck..."
The younger brother dragged his body, which was all injured, while cursing and dragging his body as hard as he could, crawling sideways.
He knew that he couldn't climb to the Salt Lake Prison. That guy Chen Haidao only knew how to kill the goose to retrieve the eggs. He could only move toward Gu Zhuo little by little, almost like an ant.
Gu Zhuo watched him move in such a torturous way. He was completely on the verge of death and was still struggling to survive.
"Save me, save me..."
His voice was hoarse and dry, like the roots of an old tree that had completely withered, and was chapped with thirst. It didn't even have a drop of moisture. It was possible that it would languish and die at any time and turn into powder.
Gu Zhuo could only vaguely look at his moving lips and read his meaning.
Seeing this, Gu Zhuo sighed inaudibly and decided to help this miserable man attack the thing under the sand. But as for how long he could survive and what would happen next, Gu Zhuo had no obligation to deal with the aftermath for him.
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He had just raised the guns on the car and wanted to shoot down on the sand behind the man. Before he could shoot, he heard a loud explosion.
From behind the man, a large piece of sand suddenly lifted up, like a curtain, and like a huge curtain covering the sky and the sun. This curtain completely covered the man's back, and also briefly covered the sky.
After the sand curtain was raised, it dispersed. The fine sand hit the man's wound and penetrated bit by bit. It was mixed with blood, gravel, and tiny pebbles.
The dry sand rubbed against the man's shriveled wound. The man couldn't move at all. He knelt down on the ground, feeling heartbreaking pain, and his face was twisted in pain.
It was a pain engraved in the bones, like a fire burning in the marrow.
Continuously and leisurely floating in the air, it seems that it will never break or stop, like a thread, it will always exist, deep-rooted pain.
The man covered the wound that had been penetrated by the sand and began to shout.
And Gu Zhuo and others couldn't control him at all.
Because the moment all the sand was lifted up behind him, the sandworm finally revealed its true face.
Gu Zhuo thought it would be very big, but he never thought that this sandworm would be so ugly, so huge that it would be abnormal, and its appearance would be abominable.
Even the ancient behemoths are just toddlers in front of it.
"Mom, what on earth is that thing and how can it grow so big..."
Chen Haidao murmured, and even he felt a sense of piercing fear.
The man was sitting on the ground, and he saw a huge shadow falling down in front of him. The shadow covered him, covering his entire body.
Goosebumps appeared on the man's back, and little by little, something called fear and coercion crawled up. The top of his head felt cold and numb. He even forgot about the pain in the wound.
There is only one kind of coldness at work.
He couldn't imagine what that thing at the back was.
But he had to look back.
The man turned his head slowly, as if the slower he turned, the longer he could survive. But in the end, he couldn't escape the reality. He turned his head, and he saw it.
Everyone saw it.
A twisted and ferocious, huge, spiral-shaped thing that seemed to be made up of spitting pieces of meat appeared behind him.
Its body is so long that it can be connected to form a city, a roaring train, or all kinds of distant and continuous things.
Its body shape is like a mountain of meat, completely stacked with pure meat, without any excess, and every piece is where it should be.
The thing is divided into sections, and each section has protruding fat. Next to the fat, there are black, small, concave barbs. Those barbs are dense and weak. But they are very sharp.
, it seems that it can directly scrape off all the flesh on a person's body, with just a light rub.
The whole creature was connected together, and the man clearly recognized it. It was a super-large insect!
In addition to this, the insect's mouth is open wide, and inside its mouth are neatly arranged dozens of rows of saw teeth.
Those saw teeth are displayed row after row in its mouth, which seems to be the weapon it is most proud of. Any creature that has been baptized by these dozens of rows of saw teeth will only be left with death and the heartbreaking pain of deboning.
These saw teeth are so sharp and dark in color, like dried blood condensing into lumps on them.
Dark and ugly.
A stream of foul air spewed out from its mouth. The foul air was stink-like, and the stench of death assaulted its nostrils, as if countless innocent souls rushed out of it with claws and claws. It was frightening and nauseating.
It looked at the man like this. Although the man couldn't see its eyes, he could feel its sight.
He is going to die.
He will die soon.
He understood this clearly.
"ah!!!"
The man was stunned for a long time before he let out a scream from his throat.
Then, he yelled as if he had seen a ghost, and his whole body twitched with fear. Regardless of whether the wounds on his body hurt or whether his limbs were numb, he used his hands and feet to crawl away from the sandworm.
He had just crawled out a little distance, and before he could say anything else, the sandworm directly raised its head and hit him hard.
The man was swallowed into his mouth.
Clean and neat, without any sloppiness.
There were only a few "clicks" and the bones broke sharply, and the man died just like that.
There was no room to breathe, and no possibility of escape. He just died like this, in the mouth of the sandworm.
The sandworm only chewed for about a second before spitting out the man in its mouth.
The man's corpse was completely broken into pieces like the first few corpses they saw. Only a few pieces of residual meat remained, hanging on the bones, just like the dried bacon that people used to hang under the eaves.
A few drops of the last blood that had not yet dried flowed down and dripped into the sand. It was quickly swallowed up completely by the sand, leaving not even a faint trace of red.
The desert can conceal all crimes and bring about the harshest despair.
After the sandworm finished eating the man in its mouth, it turned half of its body in the direction of Chen Haidao.