Chapter 1216: Opening the Coffin Mutation
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At this moment, these three simple words fell into my ears, just like a trumpet of battle sounding, making people excited.
Under the gaze of hundreds of people, I suppressed my excitement, stretched out my trembling hands, and stretched out my sarcophagus stained with unknown black liquid little by little.
"Guru."
I swallowed a little, and the Adam's apple rolled.
The moment the sharp claws touched the surface of the sarcophagus, I felt a chill from the bottom of my heart.
cold.
The bone-bone cold.
It seemed as if at this moment, I was pushed into the ice cellar, which made me shudder involuntarily.
I closed my eyes and concentrated my mind. After taking a deep breath, I divided the front half of the sarcophagus lid into two with one claw. The whole process was not dragged on at all, and it looked very clean and neat.
Next is the time to witness the achievements I have always dreamed of.
Crack—! The moment I opened the first half of the coffin lid, the sunlight above my head suddenly scattered into the coffin. Standing in front of the coffin, I clearly saw that the cross-section of the coffin lid that I cut was actually pulled out of thick black silk.
What material is this?
Stone?
I was cheered up, but then I felt that this was normal. After all, before I began to dig this desolate grave, the desolate grave had already shown all its strangeness... Among the sticky black silk, I vaguely saw the vague corpse inside it.
It's it! I pushed it hard, and the first half of the coffin cover suddenly flew up, and then slammed it hard to the ground.
After the heavy half of the coffin lid fell to the ground, countless gravels splashed out, and the upper half of the remains inside the coffin was clearly visible.
It should be because time has passed, the tissues such as flesh and blood in the corpse have almost rotted, leaving only hairy bones, staring at the dark pupils, quietly watching the sky above my head.
It seems to be no different from a normal person.
With an excited and uneasy heart, I was about to lift the lower half of the coffin lid, but suddenly I heard a harsh sound from the upper half of the corpse that was directly shining by the sun.
It was like a drop of water was dripping into a boiling oil pan.
Thorns - �
It was fleeting and broke.
Widths of black smoke emerged from it, and these black smoke became more and more as the bubbles were born.
Bang, bang, bang.
What is this situation?
I was a little surprised, but the black smoke that rolled up greatly blocked my sight. I frowned slightly, and then tentatively moved my head closer to the coffin.
But unfortunately, a wisp of black smoke floated into my eyes.
In an instant, I felt my two eyeballs pierced deeply by countless sharp needles, and the tingling feeling was implanted into my soul, causing the muscles on my body to twitch uncontrollably in this moment.
Hiss! I yelled, trying to vent the pain that made me unable to stop, but it was useless.
I have suffered countless heavy blows.
I have also endured pain that ordinary people cannot bear, and being injured by a gun, which is almost common for me.
The pain doesn't feel much for me.
But this time it is different. It is impossible to describe my current feeling in words. I only know that now, it seems that my soul is about to crack in pain.
However, the worst is still to come.
Compared to me, the team members around me, including No. 7, are much more fragile, and these black smoke has emerged from the coffin and drifted with the wind.
Many people were injured in an instant and fell to the ground and complained.
Only a small number of people were quick-witted and took out gas masks to stop the invasion of these black fog in time.
Fortunately! My body's powerful self-healing ability played a role at this moment. Just when I was about to be unable to bear it, I finally felt a numb feeling coming from my body.
The stinging sensation in my eyes also dissipated a little, and then a cool feeling spread from my temples to my eyes.
I slowly opened my eyes, and a few drops of clear tears flowed down the corners of my eyes.
In front of me, there was no longer black fog in the coffin, but around me was filled with screams like hell on earth. I turned my head and saw that many team members were already lying on the ground, covering their eyes and rolling all over the ground.
Several of them, their hands covering their eyes, had blood flowing from their fingers, and looked extremely miserable, as if they were filming a horror movie.
But the cold sweat that had not yet evaporated from my body told me all the time: This is all true.
A few team members who were not affected had retreated dozens of meters away at this moment. They all wore gas masks and looked at us in horror.
Among them, there is No. 7, who has always been sarcastic about me.
This big and thick man, except for the slightest bit of fear when Deary died before.
This is the second time I have seen him so scared.
"come over."
I waved to the unaffected team members.
But after they saw my gesture, they seemed to see the sickle of the god of death, and they couldn't help but retreat, as if I would eat them one by one.
The fear of death has caused them to lose their nature.
I know, it's time for them to have a long memory.
I bent down and grabbed his gun from a team member who had fallen to the ground. After pulling out the insurance, I shot at the team members in the distance.
I didn't aim, but after the magazine was shot, three of the team members were killed.
I don't take these people's lives seriously.
In my heart, these desperadoes are just a group of disposable items that can be consumed.
As long as I think about it, even if they all die, I will not frown.
Of course, what is more important is that I need them at this time, because my intuition tells me that if I am alone, I cannot cope with what will happen next.
So, even if I sacrifice a few people, I will not refuse.
However, the development of things was far beyond my expectations. What I did did not inspire these people's blood.
Chapter completed!