Chapter 42 Wreckage
"Oh my God! The monster is catching up, run!"
When the fugitives discovered the trembling black mass in the sky, the terrified crowd began to accelerate and surge forward without control.
Only the army temporarily stopped and the chariots that had already adjusted their angles had already taken the lead in launching the attack.
"Swish swish swish!"
The sound of the rocket fired through the sky, as if the tracer of the tail was never extinguished, illuminating the entire dim world.
"The awakened people in the ninth group should be dispersed to ordinary people quickly! Remember, if those monsters rush into the crowd and kill one, don't let them have the chance to block the evacuation of the large army!!"
The messenger who came this time was no longer Hu Yanbo, but a newcomer who was a little immature and had no prestige in speaking. However, seeing his solemn look, the awakened people couldn't say anything. They put on their own clothes and began to disperse the crowds that were squirming ahead according to orders.
Among the heavy trucks belonging to the ninth camp, many women in disarray appeared. They each looked at a man who was leaving, with concern in their eyes.
Although it is just a couple with dew, it is also a kind of hope, right? What ordinary people in the end of the world are most afraid of is to lose hope and have no support to survive.
The crowd was still moving with difficulty, and the cars were surging forward with the intention of abortion, while various unexpected emergencies occurred frequently. Sometimes Xia Wushuang could not even feel the movement of the large army at all, but instead witnessed several cases of accidentally falling to the ground due to a kick and then being trampled to death by the crowded crowd.
The panic in the hearts of the escapees now has reached its maximum. They just want to stay away from the black clouds as soon as possible, and there is no point in stepping on them, whether they are dead or living.
The continuous shelling, coupled with the fire of the anti-aircraft machine gun, instantly embellished the dark and red sky like a dream. But after this dream, what is presented is a shocking curtain of death.
Countless gargoyles were smashed into pieces by the air, flying stones and stones were like bunches of cluster bombs without power, falling into the army that humans had already been treated solemnly.
"Fuck! Medical Soldier, someone needs treatment here!"
A soldier was extremely lucky. At the beginning of the battle, he was hit by a piece of fist-sized marble flying down from the sky. The huge shock made the soldier's eyes dizzy, and blood oozed out of his seven holes, and then he fell to the ground directly.
The heavier stone rain, as more gargoyles died, came on the defensive front formed by the army like heavy rain. The military soldiers stationed in the place hid in the nearby simple bunkers, and the sound of "ping-ping-pong" sounds made by stones hitting the armored vehicles constantly came from their ears.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
It was the first time Xia Wushuang saw the fierce firepower burst out when the legion fought. He was shocked by this scene at a glance. Those self-propelled cannons born for killing dragged continuous flames, forming layers of dense and almost terrifying death barrage. It took almost a moment to tear the thick black clouds in the sky into thin pieces.
However, the King of Hell is easy to provoke, while the little ghosts are difficult to deal with. When the black clouds in the sky were penetrated by ferocious self-propelled cannons, a large number of gargoyles who escaped by luck passed through the army's defense zone like a swarm and descended straight to the camp of ordinary escapees.
Boom! A gray figure fell from the sky and fell straight into the crowd. A woman with inconvenience in hands and feet and unable to move was hit by Huiying's waist on the spot. Her whole body was cut off from the waist under the huge impact, and she threw her liver and fell into two pieces on the spot.
"Ah!" The crowd dispersed in panic, trying to stay away from the monster that had already landed. But the gargoyle seemed to have turned into a stone statue, its whole body turned gray, standing in the disgusting flesh and blood without moving. The seemingly incomplete wings were absorbing the flesh and blood power under it, and repairing it quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"You think I don't exist?!"
Xia Wushuang's eyebrows were raised, and he pulled out the Tang sword from his waist. He walked three steps toward the gargoyle that healed himself. When he met, he saw a sharp horizontal slash, which directly cut it into a flying stone chip.
However, more gargoyles in the sky landed, and they were in groups of three or two, like statues of death coming from the sky, falling into a crowd of people without resistance, launching a slaughter that was heartbreaking.
Their claws are as sharp as swords. Anyone standing in front of them will be torn into pieces by these sharp claws. They are bloodthirsty and love to devour human hearts. Whenever they have the chance, they will take out the beating red ball of human chest and put it in their mouths to chew it cruelly.
They can even fight in flight, and their powerful mobility allows them to drive away the lambs waiting to be slaughtered in their eyes and constantly gather in the place of death in the center of the crowd.
The witty humans are always good at discovering hope in difficulties. When gargoyles are chasing humans excitedly, they suddenly turn into petrified statues. Survivors actually discovered that these hideous demons are like vampires, a creature that fears strong light!
Gather in the direction of the headlights!
In Xia Wushuang's shocked eyes, hundreds of people suddenly crowded towards the cars on all sides; they pushed each other and countless humans became the souls under the feet of others in this battle, trampling into mud!
The humans who pounced on the headlights had no good ending. The huge crowding force from behind them squeezed their bodies at a speed visible to the naked eye. Blood and shattered internal organs were spit out of the mouths of these people like fountains, and they were no longer alive. Smart people like them were smart enough to survive the sudden disaster in the end.
"Are these people I want to protect? Or is it that weakness itself is an unforgivable sin..."
Perhaps in a moment, too many people died. Xia Wushuang felt that his originally indignant heart suddenly became cold and numb.
But he did not stop. He rushed into the place with the most gargoyles like a madman; the Tang sword in his hand seemed like a cruel god of death sickle, constantly turning the huge number of gargoyles into black iron-level dust crystals shining with light blue light.
"Dashifalomo..."
Xia Wushuang's crazy killing soon attracted the attention of the Gargoyle Legion. They gathered together in strange language and squeezed into pieces, like a huge net, with a strong smell of blood, and dived towards Xia Wushuang.
The awakened people who were looking for a sense of security around Xia Wushuang were already scared and ran away like ordinary people. In the battle with one-on-one, these guys were still unable to support themselves. Now, it is no different to rely on these guys who have lost all their morals to fight these gargoyles that have gathered together.
"Haha, come on! I'm on the front, you bastards!"
Xia Wushuang laughed wildly like a madman, threw away the broken Tang sword in his hand, and pulled out the five-foot-long Sanhua Blade on his waist.
"Ying!" Sanhua came out of the world and made a buzzing sound similar to a dragon's roar.
In an instant, purple light scattered like light, and a desperate figure had already taken the initiative to break into the gargoyle's net!
Chapter completed!