forced to be pampered by monsters

The appearance of the spider facing a formidable enemy made Weimian even more worried. He frowned, knelt down and touched the ground with his hands.

The vibration seemed to come from the depths of the ground, as if something huge was about to break out of the ground, and it was like...

Suddenly, Wanmian's complexion became extremely gloomy.

He remembered, this is Chao Chung.

Every three or four months, all the believers will fall into a frenzy at the same time, flocking to the place where the humans are under a certain mysterious guidance. At this time, the abilities of the new humans will be weakened to varying degrees.

The shaking of the ground is a large number of believers running, they will run over everything in front of them, and nothing can stop them, except death.

The last time the nest swarm hit, the Xicheng base suffered severe damage, two new humans died, and the base was forced to move inward, shrinking a large area.

And only one month had passed since that nest surge, and they came again.

The wind was blowing from the south, a bit of cold wetness suddenly fell on Weimian's face, he looked up at the sky.

It's raining.

The pitch-black night is like an impenetrable net, falling straight down, and the depression and unknown fear are almost suffocating.

Weimian looked at the spider, and suddenly called out to it: "Luna."

His voice was a little trembling, half of his pale and bloodless face was exposed under the brim of his hat, and his expression was extremely worried.

The spider turned its head and gave him a reassuring look, but its mung bean eyes were too small to be seen in the dim light.

It waved its front legs again, telling Weimian to go in quickly.

Weimian knew that the spider was trying to protect himself, he was in a complicated mood, he moved his lips to speak, but his throat seemed to be blocked.

The vibration became stronger and stronger, and he took one last look at the dark forest in the distance, bent down and burrowed into the stone cave, hugging his knees tightly.

—

At the same time, among the ruins at the edge of the forest, several people were digging holes on the ground.

It was drizzling, and some broken rock walls and large stones were piled up outside the pit, and there were two corpses of believers beside them. A short-haired woman cut open the believer's stomach with a knife, and blood gushed out immediately.

She threw the internal organs of the believers around, and an unpleasant smell of blood immediately filled the air.

Another young man pinched his nose and waved his right hand in the air. A broken stone wall not far away shook a few times, rose from the pile of debris, and moved over with his movements.

"Can this method work?" His face was stinky, and his tone was a little irritable, "It's only been a month, why are you here again?"

If it wasn't for the sudden arrival of the nest, they would be able to leave this area and go to the next area by rushing all night tonight.

Everywhere here is very desolate, the only forest that looks full of vitality dare not rush into it, and even a green-toothed beast that can only be used as a mount cannot be caught.

The short-haired woman took off her blood-stained gloves and threw them on the ground: "Try it."

There were hundreds if not thousands of believers at the time of the Nest Surge. Even if their powers were not weakened, the five of them couldn't resist so many monsters outside. It was too late to avoid them, so they could only hide as much as possible.

Blood can cover up the smell on their bodies, and those mad believers should not notice an inconspicuous pile of ruins along the way.

The hole on the ground has been dug enough for them to hide in. The arms of the three people in charge of digging the hole have swelled several times, giving birth to shells and sharp claws that resemble fish scales, and are slowly receding and returning to their original state.

The three of them have almost the same face, they are triplets, and their abilities are also the same.

The five quickly hid in the pit. The man who manipulated the stone wall just now used his supernatural ability to move the sundries prepared on the side one by one to cover the entrance, leaving only some gaps for breathing.

Not long after, the rain stopped.

The faint moonlight pierced through the clouds and sprinkled on the ruins and forests below. In the dim sight in the distance, a large group of believers approached.

They have blue and white scales all over their bodies, and they have different appearances and shapes. They are like tides surging up from the depths of the sea. They follow the team and run tirelessly at extreme speed, moving towards the goal.

The direction of this nest is from south to north, and there are almost no buildings in the nearby barren area to cover it, except for a forest in the center.

The group of believers was forced to separate and brushed past the edge of the woods, but some of them still broke away from the team and went directly into the forest.

The ground vibrated and trampled continuously, and with the sound of "ho ho" getting closer, the five people hiding in the pit held their breath and did not dare to make a sound.

Soon, a believer running at the forefront of the team skimmed over the ruins without stopping.

And then the second, and the third...

They didn't find that there are still a few breaths hidden under the few stone walls here, and occasionally they smell blood, they just stop and twitch their noses in the air, and then continue to move forward, not to mention the two believers on the ground corpse.

The five people in the pit looked at each other in the dark and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But they didn't dare to relax their vigilance at this time, and they were always paying attention to the movement outside.

After an unknown amount of time, a large number of believers were still rushing in, and the rear of the team was even more crowded.

With a muffled "bang", a believer was tripped and fell to the ground, just hitting the sundries piled outside the pit, and moved a rock wall forward a few minutes, revealing a gap three fingers wide.

Everyone's hearts were raised immediately, but fortunately, the believer didn't notice the difference, and quickly got up to keep up.

The young man squatting by the pit raised his right hand and used his ability to move the stone back bit by bit.

However, at this time, another believer keenly caught the fluctuation of the supernatural power, turned his head to look at the stone, and moved its pointed ears.

It has a small body, with a bowed back, and its height is similar to that of an adult when it stands upright. Its limbs are slender and flexible. It leaps up and steps on the body of its companion, and quickly approaches the source of the fluctuation.

The debris piled up outside the pit moved again, and the believer jumped directly to the top rock wall, lay down and twitched its nose while spinning.

The fluctuation of the ability disappeared again, and it stared at a dark gap under the rock wall, and stuck its bony arm in.

It seemed to feel some resistance, pulled out its arms and roared angrily downwards, and began to try to get rid of the blocking objects.

Inside the pit, the young man's right hand had blue veins popping out, and he fixed the rock wall and stones tightly with his supernatural power, and sweat broke out from his forehead.

The faces of the other people were equally solemn, and their shouts would attract the attention of other believers, and they couldn't last long.

The hands of the triplets mutate into claws, ready to fight.

But at this moment, the outside became strangely quiet.

A few seconds later, the miserable screams of countless believers sounded, as if the desperate wailing from the bottom of purgatory.

Accompanied by the sound of the body's bones being continuously squeezed and crushed, thick blood flowed into the pit along the gap, and the stench filled the entire nasal cavity.

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Not long ago, dozens of believers broke into the forest.

The spider stood guard outside the stone cave where Sleepless was hiding, staring vigilantly ahead.

In the past, every time the nest burst, it only needed to hide in the cocoon. The transparent cocoon can perfectly hide anywhere, but as a human being, Weimian cannot breathe in the cocoon like it does.

It can only arrange a thick cocoon around the periphery of the cave, almost using up all the stock. Although it can't be seen from the outside, it will still be found once it hits it.

The terrain development here is the place where believers are most likely to pass by. The spiders are worried and plan to lure them elsewhere if believers approach.

After a while, the three believers walked through the dense woods and came near the cave.

They found the spider blocking their way, and roared angrily and bent over and lowered their backs.

The manic state made believers lose patience, even if they didn't know the details of the monster in front of them, they were still ready to attack directly.

The spider was not afraid at all, and made a threatening sound of "hissing" from its mouth, and pierced the ground with its sharp front legs.

It was secretly watching where to lead the believers for a while, when there was another noise in the forest, and two more believers approached.

There were five believers in total, all of them were very large, and the smallest one was three times bigger than a spider.

The spider blinked Mung Bean's small eyes, turned around and ran away.

It just took a few steps towards the woods behind, when a thick fleshy tentacles swung from a distance, accurately entangled its hind legs.

The spider's eyes widened in horror, and the next second it was picked up by Flesh Touch and smashed hard to the ground.

Weimian, who was hiding in the stone cave, heard the muffled sound and trembled in fright.

He knew that there were believers coming, and more than one, but he couldn't see the situation outside.

This sound, is the spider being attacked?

There was another muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Weimian was extremely worried, and couldn't help but gently scrape the weeds at the entrance of the cave, and looked outside through the gaps between the grass blades.

The angle was limited, and he could only see a few thin legs of the spider lying on the ground without moving.

Then a believer came over, it turned around, raised its strong claws, and stepped on the spider hard.

Seeing this scene, Weimian almost had a cardiac arrest, his mind went blank, and he rushed out of the cave immediately: "Luna!"

The believer was disturbed by him, and the position under his paw was deflected, and he stepped on the spider's leg.

With a crisp sound of "pa", the spider's two legs were trampled off abruptly, and its body trembled: "Woo..."

When the few believers saw the living human being in front of them, they immediately dropped the spider and shouted excitedly: "Ho, ho, uh..."

There are two more on the other side of the cave, one of which stabs at Weimian, blocked by a transparent cocoon.

But Cocoon can't resist for long, the believer has already found out that Sleepless is in danger.

Enduring the severe pain, the spider staggered up with its remaining legs.

Weimian stood inside the cocoon, her voice trembling: "Go quickly..."

The target of believers is always human beings, and spiders can escape now.

He remembered that it had a special way to hide, and it would definitely be able to avoid believers in this forest and get through the nest safely.

The spider refused to go, it limped forward, stopped the believer to prevent them from attacking the cocoon, and was slapped away by the believer's paw.

It turned its gaze to Weimian again, trying to tear off the invisible cover in front of it.

However, the next moment, it found that it couldn't move.

Weimian raised her head, her face was still stained with tears, her dark pupils reflected the believer's huge body, and her empty eyes seemed to be looking at an ant.

"Crack... creak..."

The believer in front of him suddenly began to shrink. First, the bones were broken and disappeared. The body and internal organs were mixed together and softened into mud. When the scales fell off, they immediately rotted into ashes.

A three-meter-tall believer turned into a puddle of blood in an instant.

Weimian coughed as if waking up from a dream, a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, and his exhausted body fell to the ground.

He was very uncomfortable, and his whole body was aching, like a blunt knife cutting through the flesh, separating the bones inside.

Before completely losing consciousness, he saw a thick black mist, blocking the moonlight like a dark cloud.