Mermaid Reef

The seawater exudes a strong rancid smell.

The location of the original port cannot be seen, nor can the coastline be found.

Because both the land and the seabed are covered with deep cracks, some areas have completely collapsed, and some areas have been squeezed and pushed to higher places.

The surface of the earth is like bad plasticine, kneaded into various distorted shapes by invisible giant hands.

The seawater gathers into "lakes" one after another in the low-lying areas, and pours into the cracks in the ground like waterfalls along the temporarily formed slopes.

This resulted in constant explosions from deep within the crack.

——The sea water collided with the magma, and the scorching hot and highly toxic steam sprayed out along every crack on the surface, reaching the level where you can't see your fingers.

Human beings who want to enter this area must wear airtight protective clothing and carry oxygen cylinders.

What will they see?

Looking out through the thick protective glasses, the dark red hot fog is a wandering ghost, spreading death.

On the surface of the rancid seawater, there is a layer of muddy suspicious flesh and blood, which seems to have eyeballs and hair...

It was a sight like hell.

Whether it is the dark red and black color, the chaotic and terrifying sound, or the sulfurous smell brought by the lava, they are all exactly the same as in the legend.

There are also continuous chaotic sounds, it seems that countless creatures are dying and wailing, struggling in pain.

In fact, this is the movement caused by underground magma activity, stones being sprayed and cracked by steam, crushed rocks and mud trampled under the feet are constantly surging, and boiling sea water is mixed together.

But they no longer have the strength to distinguish between reality and hallucinations, their hearts are beating wildly, and their ears are filled with the sound of their own panting desperately. They stumble and walk, wanting to leave this smog-shrouded dead land, but more strange sounds keep coming. In the ear, it can still be heard through such a thick protective clothing.

"... Hiss... Kill... Phew..."

This can only be heard in the mountains and valleys, the strange sound produced by the strong wind blowing the special magnetic ore.

The stone records everything that has happened, and as long as the conditions are met, those "recorded" sounds will be played again.

These people fell to the ground one after another, their hands and knees were covered with mud, and they looked terrified.

They heard strange noises that could not be described.

Is that a growl, or a howl?

Accompanied by strange gurgling sounds, the search and rescue team seemed to see a large swamp appearing in front of them, and then the mud slowly rose to form a worm-like shape, and two long slits suddenly cracked at the top, glowing faint red. Light.

"what--"

The screams gradually became quieter until they disappeared.

This is the last trace of them left in the world.

The corpse slowly sank with the flowing mud, and more blood mud completely covered the corpse. From a distance, it was no different from the solidified mud all over the ruins.

This is the ninth day of the earthquake.

***

"It's been more than four hours, and still no one has come out."

"Don't wait, the oxygen tanks only last two hours...they're dead."

The speaker, wearing a camouflage uniform, was covered in mud, had red eyes, and angrily clenched his fists and said, "I don't care what's in the ruins of Puerto Montt, but I will never send anyone to die again. We hired Soldiers take money to do things, but..."

Before he finished speaking, the ground shook violently again.

Aftershocks did not go away.

In fact, in the past few days, many search and rescue teams have just arrived and left soon.

Because people suspect that there will be strong earthquakes.

At the beginning, no one believed that such frequent small earthquakes would cause accidents, and as a result, several cities were razed to the ground.

Even if someone escaped the earthquake disaster by luck, he encountered a tsunami in the ruins soon, or repeated tsunami disasters several times.

The tsunami lasted for several hours. People had never heard of such a strange phenomenon. The waves seemed to be manipulated by demons, and they kept hitting the coastal areas of South America, and towns and cities were turned into ruins.After the disaster, the coastal ports of the entire country were paralyzed.

The tsunami even crossed the entire Pacific Ocean within two days, spreading this terrible disaster to Asia, North America and Australia.

In South America, where the earthquake occurred, many people took refuge on ocean-going freighters, trying to escape the doom of death.

As a result, the freighter was overturned by the ever-rising tsunami wave wall, or pushed to a farther land by huge waves, and finally smashed to pieces.

These tragic scenes are presented in the form of city ruins and freighter remains, which can be seen by everyone who enters the ruins.

This is no longer the world, but hell.

But there are still people who venture into this hell.

Of course, mercenaries are not out of humanitarian aid, they are in another situation, taking money to do things.

As long as the money is enough, they can go from the inaccessible Amazon rainforest to the war-torn Africa.

Although the request to enter the ruins of the disaster area after the earthquake was very strange, but for the sake of money, this group of mercenaries still came.

The roads are broken, the airways are impassable, and they arrived in this country on a military plane.

More than half of these mercenaries are retired American, British, and French soldiers. They not only received money for this mission, but also had previous "relationships."

Although the aftershocks have not stopped, it is difficult for them to refuse this kind of task, because in the future they will have to rely on this kind of relationship that cannot be put on the surface to make a living.

If one dies during the mission, or several die... As long as the matter can be done, the mercenary leader decides to endure it, and he can't afford to offend the person who sent the mission.

But now a full twelve people died.

The first group of people just wore simple gas masks, tightened trouser legs, and steel helmets.

The second group of people wore a full set of combat protective clothing that was urgently dispatched. This is for fighting poison gas warfare, and something happened!

The mercenary leader squeezed the cigarette in his hand severely.

The Puerto Montt he saw through the telescope is still shrouded in a strange and ominous red dark cloud. According to the analysis of several instruments on the scene, the smoke contains a large amount of sulfur dioxide and some gases with unknown components. Released from the ground.

"You know what's in there! Don't you?"

The leader couldn't help but grabbed the collar of a short and fat man.

"No, we don't know."

The chunky man pointed to the certificate hanging in his pocket, and the mercenary leader's facial muscles twitched, and he let go of his palm angrily.

The chunky man from the five-cornered building said with a strong attitude: "We will apply for better equipment, such as a small armored vehicle, so that your people can enter the ruins more safely."

"Joke, don't talk about armored vehicles, even scooters and bicycles can't drive on this kind of ruins." The mercenary leader laughed on his face and fell down with a heavy heart.

He realizes that the situation is more troublesome than he imagined.

Why did the Americans enter the ruins with such urgency?

The mercenary leader suddenly remembered a rumor.

It is said that the ships of several countries were swallowed by the tsunami. Before the incident, copper ore mining in Chile was suspended for a month, and then some secret troops entered this area. Some people said that things related to prehistoric civilization were found here, and there were also secrets. The channel said it was aliens.

Because after the earthquake, all kinds of weird rumors were flying all over the sky, so the mercenary leader didn't take it seriously at all.

The most outrageous rumor he has ever heard is that there is a city of demons under this country, and now the demons have awakened.

There were few survivors in the center of the earthquake, but tens of kilometers away, the ruins were full of people shouting the last judgment, the trumpet of the apocalypse, and the coming of death.

The mercenary doesn't care whether it's a god of death or an alien, but now, he has to consider whether all this is true.

He walked to the corner of the camp and saw the chunky man preparing to use the radio to communicate with the outside world.

Now it is the simplest way of sending a message, which requires dictation and translation by a special sender.

"...is highly polluting, from the sea to the land..."

When the mercenary leader heard these words, he suddenly felt something moving in the ruins under his feet.

Accompanied by the sound of crashing gravel, the short and fat man walked out with a gloomy expression.

The mercenary leader squatted on the ruins and said first: "It seems that a person is buried under here, and he is still alive. Help?"

Two 10 minutes later.

The upper level of the ruins has been dug up, revealing the hollow below.

A foul smell quickly spread.

There was the sound of tapping steel pipes from inside the ruins, and it was SOS in Morse code.

"Keep digging, be careful."

The chunky man took out a map, he seemed a little excited, and seemed to be sure of something.

Several mercenaries overheard him talking to radio operators.

"...these are the survivors closest to the center of the earthquake. That's right, they are all dead. Although they are not within the area of ​​death, this place has been washed away by at least ten tsunamis. We can only see corpses, except for the corpses at all. Nothing else, not even a living cat or dog!"

Those in charge of digging were also very excited.

This is the ninth day after the earthquake, what a man with such a strong physique and such tenacious perseverance!

"How did he survive? Drinking sea water, it's impossible!"

"Urine?"

"There must be a container to hold it, and you must be lucky, your legs and feet are not crushed, and you are not injured, otherwise the bleeding will be drained."

After another 10 minutes, they finally saw the survivors.

The man was lying in a car, the roof of which was slightly deformed.

Fortunately, two fallen trees and a collapsed billboard formed a triangular area above the roof. Under such a double buffer, the people trapped in the car not only survived, but also survived after struggling to remove the seat. Can have a narrow space, lie down and move your limbs a little.

It was still an American station wagon with a roomy back seat.

The car was stuck precariously in a gap between several rocks, and a deeper crack opened below.

"careful!"

People finally understood why the survivors in the ruins were not drowned by the tsunami, because all the sea water flowed away.

"God, we need to move the camp, there's a crack this wide down here, it's not safe! Aftershocks can happen anytime!"

They broke windows and hung survivors with ropes.

The face of the survivor is clearly exposed, a freckled white man of young age.

"What's your name?"

"David..."

The survivors made muffled sounds.

"This guy is very lucky. The car is full of food packaging bags and wine bottles. Is he traveling?"

The young man named David suddenly twitched all over, his eyes widened, and the glare made his vision blurry for a while.

"No, it was the devil, the devil... the devil gave it to me."

David spoke indiscriminately, then tilted his head and fell into a coma.