When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

The members of the funeral society who were close to him were either scattered, or they were forced to draw a dagger at this distance, trying to start a hand-to-hand battle with him.

But... Although barely under the pressure of hatred and death without fighting, he mustered up the courage to fight against the eternal night without the first collapse.

But in fact, the members of the funeral club, no matter how brave or fearless they were, couldn't show the confidence they had in the military that came from nowhere.

Their eyes contain hatred, anger, unwillingness and other negative emotions...and the most obvious fear.

The soldiers of the special assault force on the scene have all fallen, and only Yong Ye is left to fight alone. No matter how the world reincarnates, he is fighting alone until the end. Maybe he is used to this feeling. From the beginning, he seems to have nothing to lose, even his own life. the value in it.

He just doesn't want to die, so he lives now, that's all.

Continuing to fight, continue to slaughter, and continue to search for the meaning of existence. Although the meaning of existence has not been found, there is a place where he wants to go back, but he can't go back, which makes him confused.

He knew that if someone like him died, he would definitely go to eighteen levels of hell, so what he needed to consider was who to take with him when he died, or how many people to take with him.

Although it is almost impossible for him to lose in the current situation, even if the firearms are threatening, the group has no chance of winning when they are already close, so he just repeats the act of slaughter.

From a very close distance, relying on the impact speed of the body twisting and moving, swung the blade, and easily cut a man, a woman, and two teenagers and girls blocking the road.

Fighting with Yong Ye hand-to-hand can be said to be their stupidest choice. Even if they are more self-sufficient and confident in their melee combat ability, in Yong Ye's eyes, the melee level that they are proud of, the elites of the funeral society, is just like that. Like a urchin fluttering his fists, it is clumsy and weak.

Even though there are many people, the scene still presents a one-sided situation. The terrifying soldiers who are alone in the enemy camp are slaughtering most of the underage terrorists without mercy.

In the absence of tanks and various weapons of mass destruction, they can't stop the attack of the eternal night. Compared with gastritis, these terrorists and rebels are not easy to deal with. The most important thing to do is to use them. His body dodged bullets, and even if he didn't use Qi, few people could hold up a move under his knife.

They consider themselves to be elites, but in front of Yong Ye, they are not even cannon fodder when the firearms are ineffective.

An unknown girl among the members of the funeral club, when the blood-stained Yong Ye approached, collapsed and screamed, "Don't come here! --- Monster!?" The members of the funeral club and the rebels not far away were hit by them one after another, but she herself could not avoid the ending of death.

Just as she was about to approach, Yong Ye suddenly disappeared in front of her, letting all the bullets shoot into the air.

Just as she was nervously looking left and right, her chest was inexplicably penetrated by a blade that emerged from behind her, but she was only screaming, and before she could act and suffer more, she was disturbed by the rebels in the distance. The gun was killed, her body was constantly shaking under the kinetic energy of the bullet, and the bullet came out through her body, but Yong Ye disappeared from behind her like a ghost that was hard to capture without a body.

...

The battle continued.

Yong Ye fell into the frenzy of fighting, his heart was boiling with blood, and there was a desire to fight that was similar to hunger. He was eager to fight against the strong, and also eager to harvest life. For example, now he only kills for the sake of killing.

Fuzzy figures shuttled across the battlefield, like a nightmare for everyone on the battlefield, constantly producing the sounds of gunshots, explosions, screams, and the sound of human bodies falling to the ground.

---finally.

Rebels and terrorists collapsed.

They could no longer endure this one-sided massacre, and in the face of the eternal night that existed in their minds like the embodiment of terror, they fled far away, desperate to escape this battlefield full of terror and death.

Yong Ye was behind them, without chasing, but slowly walked not far away, picked up a light machine gun from the ground, held it up and turned his back to the funeral agency and the rebels, ignoring them already. There was no way to pose a threat to themselves, so when they had no way to attack themselves, they pulled the trigger mercilessly and carried out a killing called slaughter on them.

chug, chug, chug, chug! ?

The tongues of flames flew from the muzzle, and the orange-yellow bullets continuously attacked the crowd fleeing in the distance at a super high rate of fire. Like a harvester, a large group of people fell to the ground in an instant.

"...Exposing the back to the enemy without any defense is the most stupid act."

He casually threw the light machine gun with the empty clip in his hand to the ground, and he continued to walk towards the radar tower with the knife in hand.

Under the influence of the apocalypse virus of another lostchristmas (Lost Christmas), dark purple-grey clouds cover the entire sky. In this black and grey world, the battlefield transformed from the airport is dotted with countless bright reds. The flames, the earth in the field of vision is full of the fire of war and corpses, the air is filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood, in such a scene, it just looks as if the world will come to an end today.

On this apocalyptic battlefield, a lonely figure covered in blood walks alone on the broken ground, blood flows along the blade to the ground, there is no standing around, only loneliness, death and blood surround him .

on the radar tower.

The last members of the Funeral Society, the members hiding in the terminal, although they had not been on the battlefield in person, had experienced the horror that could only be brought about by massacres and numerous brutal deaths, but they also felt it. Eternal Night is terrifyingly powerful.

When this thing that exists like the embodiment of terror is constantly walking towards the radar tower, they are so nervous that they can hardly breathe, want to raise their guns but have no guts, want to escape but can't let go of the brotherhood between them terrorists , and… they also knew they had nowhere to run.

Once Chishenya fails, the lostchristmas (Lost Christmas), which did not fully manifest ten years ago, will continue, and the apocalypse virus will erode everyone.

Humans on this planet will all be infected with the virus, and the entire world will perish. There is no point in escaping anywhere. There is no difference in theory between being killed by this terrifying colonel and being killed by a virus.

But... although there is no difference, they can't help but tremble in fear of the oppression it brings. After all, no one is willing to die early if they can die late.

"...Damn! Damn! You monster!?"

On the first floor of the radar tower, a member of the funeral agency seemed to be driven away by fear. He suddenly stood up from behind the window sill, raised his gun and aimed it at Yong Ye, who was walking slowly. Meat sinks deeply into the trigger, as if doing so would increase the power of the bullet.

"..."

On the battlefield full of war, Yong Ye was reflected by the flames around him with multiple shadows. When the bullet was unloaded, he lowered his body with the horizontal knife to block the bullet below, and accelerated the speed of movement.

The tip of the icy alloy slashed the road, and the provoked cement blocks and sparks scattered, carving out a curve like the body of a snake. In the blink of an eye, the distance was pulled in.

The blade slashed through the air, blowing a gust of wind, slashing on the wall from top to bottom, making a long knife mark, tearing open the wall and slashing at the person behind the wall.

When Yong Ye approached with a lot of sparks, the member of the funeral community left the window sill in fear and hid behind the wall.

However, just like this, he did not avoid the fate of death. The long knife that penetrated the wall slashed at him, his arm and half of his back were easily torn open, and blood splashed out, splashing on the people around him. .

"No... no... ah ah ah ah ah?"

It could be heard from the wall under the window sill that there were several screams that almost pierced the eardrums of others.

Because of the person whose body was cut in half, the blood from his body splattered on the bodies of nearby people, causing the girl in the funeral parlour behind to touch the blood on her face, and her face instantly paled and screamed.

When she stumbled up from the ground because of fear and tried to escape...

boom---! !

The wall on the side suddenly seemed to be attacked by heavy artillery, and a large area shattered and exploded, scattered into concrete cannonballs that quickly hit the person behind the wall.

The girl was attacked from the front, and together with another teenager who was behind the wall, they flew out like rags, smashed against the wall behind her, and were attacked by numerous concrete fragments.

"Is it still blocking me like this? ... It's really over the top."

Yong Ye stepped into the wall from the gap created by the trampling of the war, glanced contemptuously at the two bloodied corpses, and then looked away and walked upstairs.

He doesn't know what the funeral agency wants to do, but he knows that the funeral agency is his enemy and has caused him a lot of trouble, like an annoying bug, no threat but always jumping out from time to time to make people sick , if there was no chance before, then take advantage of it now to obliterate it, and then deal with the space of Cocytus.

Well, although it is called Cocytus, in fact, Yongye doesn't think it's really that powerful, otherwise it would be as if everyone knows it, such as the errands of the gods or something.

If you have the opportunity, first arrest them and interrogate them, and then kill them.

The location of Sangshen Ya is on the top floor of the radar tower. The corridors are filled with members of the funeral club. They try their best to stop Yongye, but they are often slaughtered without the ability to resist.

Even if the corridor collapsed, Yongye could step on the wall for a short period of time to take advantage of the zigzag route, and ascend in the narrow space of the destroyed fire escape, without worrying about the destruction of the stairs at all.

Even if they deliberately planted bombs and set up booby traps, Yongye seemed to have a third eye. No matter how concealed booby traps were, they couldn't escape his sight. Blast him, because Yongye can often detect threats with his intuition.