Abyssal Kingdom

Wei An walked forward along the dark street. He described it as miserable, half of his body was covered in blood, dripping continuously to the ground.

Many monsters were attracted by the smell of blood. Wei An was like a big meal, a miserable blood meal, trapped in hell, and only occasionally such people would enter to let them have a trivial carnival.

As Wei An moved forward, he looked at the information collected by the deep domain system in the corner of his line of sight.

The name of the city cannot be extracted, and all writing has been erased, but some things can still be found, and the use can be determined from the pattern when people built it-supermarkets, schools, hospitals or government buildings.

On the map of the system, the buildings of Hell City are marked in such a vague way, and the number of detected victims keeps jumping and rising at the same time, which is shocking.

Thirty-seven million and still rising.

Wei An burned another charred corpse.

It followed him all the way from the shopping mall, and Wei An thought that the gun in his hand might be it...his.

In this world, he's dead, there's a formal funeral, the family gets their pensions, and everyone grieves over the loss of that friend and family and tries to start a new life.

But a part of him is here, transformed into a body enslaved in hell, completely lost in the deepest darkness, and can never find a way back.

He followed this little object and let out a threatening growl, which sounded like the uncomfortable sound of flesh and blood rubbing against it, wanting to get it back.

Although he doesn't know exactly what he wants, he only longs for the taste of flesh and blood, tearing apart all living people, even though he was once a guardian, but now the tragic death, screaming and devouring internal organs give him a vague sense of peace, blindly feeling that this can To recover a sliver of the distorted fantasy of his old life.

Wei An wondered, did ancient civilizations believe in souls?

They didn't mention it, but Wei An felt that they believed it, otherwise why would there be so many rituals?

No, not just "they", not those distant and powerful dead, but human beings themselves have always longed to believe.

Especially in such a horrific war, why do human beings have to die and suffer so much? There are so many good people, even if their technology has developed to such a degree, they still cannot be saved.

Wei An was still barefoot, leaving bloodstains all the way, but the blood was less and less, and the wound that had torn a large blood vessel no longer bleeds.

He walked in silence for 5 minutes, stopped, turned around and shot the person who rushed over again.

The energy was emptied before, but this time what comes out of the gun barrel is flame, which burns inward, can completely burn the chains that are firmly bound to the human body in this world, and end all pain.

The flames burned, and there was almost no movement or screams in his destruction. In this deep space, the human body can withstand amazing mutations and pains without dying, and is woven into the space.

His body was transformed into a bug-like energy creature invisible to the naked eye in the air, wriggling and dragging down long, like an evil umbilical cord, not giving, but absorbing.

But Wei An can see that the eroded people in hell all have such a "umbilical cord", facing the depths of this space like a terrifying mother city, and the shape is reminiscent of sequential plants.

When the bullet hits, the flame rises upwards, burning its flesh and turning into a form, which is threaded and unconnected, heading towards the dark sky.

No creature here can fall into hell and still be released, but Wayne's flame can.

The stubborn transformed body was finally torn off, sparks rose, and the form of jellyfish faintly appeared in it.

This is what Wei An saw on the coral reef, the ceremony in this battlefield back then.He didn't have much imagination in this area, so he did it.

The firelight reflected Wei An's face, an ordinary human face, the golden red fell on him like the reflection of the distant firelight of the stars, but he was covered with blood and dirt, and the light returned to silence.

There is no sea and freedom, that is a metaphor, a fantasy, but comforting.

It was another distant and ancient funeral of the man.

Wei An found a marked point on the map that said "Energy Company".

Mu Yucheng is mainly in charge of the business group within the family. He was previously the head of Deepin Energy Company, which is the same parent company that is in charge of Deepin Mining Company in charge of Gemstone City.

The text has disappeared, but after all, something can be found. As far as the rules are concerned, clues must exist.

Wei An walked in that direction.

He is still lonely and embarrassed, without shoes, coat, or car, and can only move forward with his feet.

All he can see at present is an incomplete map, just like in the game, he can only see the surrounding area of ​​his activities, and the detection power of the deep domain system is limited.

But it is very professional, marking the approximate danger zone for Wei An to avoid trouble.

Along the way, many "people" huddled in their houses, as if that would protect them when something happened.Wei An heard someone wailing, and occasionally there were huge pale or red figures wriggling in pain.

The shadows of the two children stood by the slide in the dilapidated small park on the side of the street. They probably liked this game very much at one time and felt that they could regain their old identities through it.

Wei An was very careful all the way, he held onto the small antique space stabilization device tightly, it would keep him safe for a while.

The system will give him more power, but slowly, it's too deep here.

His palms felt sticky, and the grip of the gun slipped from the blood, but the blood was finally drying.He shot more and more, although it was only seven times, but more and more frequently.

When the flame rises up, it is still like a fantasy fire in this dead city, illuminating the streets a little, and then returning to darkness.

He looked at the eye-catching red sign on the energy company, which is currently the most dangerous area on the map.

Then he saw what it was.

Wei An stopped half a kilometer away from the company.

There is a large black twisted pattern lying on the road, which is curved. The shape reminds people of the strangely intertwined limbs of creatures. It is difficult to describe how many... "people".

A long "umbilical cord" grows on them, towards a core, presenting an inflorescence-like totem form.

Wei An felt his scalp tingling. Compared to the ghosts outside, this place looked like a malignant mutation, emitting a scorching smell, as well as the smell of potion and corruption, like a dirty swamp.

He felt the dark "petals" squeezing together, wailing, commotion, dead silence, biting, frantic and inhuman convulsions, shaking, mutation and torture of hell-level slaves.

The flowers that are all made up of living people, interlaced limbs and trembling in pain, each person is locked in chains, forming a vein, as if it is a whole.

Now, Wei An finally has shoes on his feet.

He watched the scene for a while, thought for three seconds, and fired a shot at the figure on the edge.

A flame rose, and the dark form climbed up from the ground.Behind him was a dark, fleshy chain, making a tooth-piercing pulling and creaking sound, rushing towards him.

It was a black deformed corpse, the bones were folded back, the eyes were white, turned upwards, and kept flashing, and the mouth was wide open, only eager to devour.

Wei An quickly took a few steps back, and fired two more shots in succession. The fire burned along the chain, but the force was dispersed to other bodies, and it was quickly extinguished.

The pitch-black body rushed to Wei An, so fast that his current eyesight couldn't react at all.

Wei An fell to the ground in embarrassment, with one foot pressed against its chest. It was extremely powerful, and its dark arms kept pushing forward, drawing several dirty bloodstains on his legs.

Wei An put his gun against its head, stared at it for five seconds, took a breath, and fired again.

The fire flared up, no bigger than before, but with great precision, extending into the darkness behind him.

It didn't touch one bit of the surrounding chain, past more flesh, bone, mutants, and headed inward with clarity of purpose.

Wei An stared intently, within a few seconds, the flames burned into the swamp, invisible to the naked eye, but still burning in Wei An's pupils.

He sees syringes, vials, safes, empty spaces, medical waste, squirming flesh buried deeper—

The entire enslavement circle trembled violently, and the flame piercing into the core made the enslaver move.

Wei An's hands trembled a little, and he fired another shot. The flame burned stubbornly, looking for the source of this slavery.

Wei An saw the corridor, the dark office, and there was something lurking in it, cold, damp, huge...

He fired the third shot, and the sharp flame finally made the fingertips of the slaver with the dark core tremble, and the chain was loosened.

The rushing human body completely burned, and the last trace of the power of hell holding him was cut off, and the flames shot up into the sky for a while.Wei An stood up, swayed a bit, barely stood still, the fire in front of him straightened like a silk thread, and finally flew into the sky.

The next moment, the black shadow ahead squirmed, and the road became like a heavily polluted pool, emitting a disgusting smell of drugs and corruption.

That makes it less of a hell and more of a medical dump.

Wei An retreated in embarrassment, his power recovery was limited, and the flame he used was nothing more than the basic material conversion ability.

He was able to pursue this kind of pursuit because among the high-authority forces restored by the system at the earliest, they had the ability to clean up the erosive body thoroughly.

It was an exploratory vision, and Wayne could see how these people's bodies had been altered, and in what way they were trapped in hell.

All high-level systems have this ability, and relatively low-level soldiers can also borrow it from the multiplayer system they belong to.

Wei An had read the information before, and some soldiers called this kind of power "extraordinary" in their private records.

Wei An is very weak now, standing on the street in bloody single clothes, fleeing the attack in embarrassment.

The black figure in front rushed over, pulling the chains, stretching some, tightening some, making a sharp sound as they rubbed against each other.There are screams, crashes, screams, a hellish scene, the core of which is a monster that enslaves and tortures countless corrupted people.

Wei An looked at this scene, the white part of his clothes turned dark red in the light of the flames, his eyes reflected the ancient darkness, but there was no fluctuation in the deeper depths, full of murderous aura.

He might die at any time, but at this moment he clearly felt the meaning of the word "God" in the ancient civilization.

He is a human being, a rescue, and the end of that civilization.

is the only thing they can give.