Arriving alone: ​​70 billion copies of survival

Chapter 124 Mother of Suffering (1)

"System Log: Warning, your sanity is shaking!"

"System Log: Warning, your sanity is shaking!"

"System Log: Warning, your sanity is shaking!"

……

"System Log: Your eyes are hurting."

"System Log: Your stamina loss rate increases by 100%."

……

The thing is breaking out of its shell.

At the same time, great anxiety almost overwhelmed everyone.

Under the sky, hundreds of strange dragons roared and spewed out flames. Their indestructible scales shattered, and hot, red, magma-like blood flowed from them.

There seemed to be haggard and hesitant faces in the blood screaming, opening their mouths wide to get out of the membrane.

"Don't come out, don't come out, don't come out..."

He Gang couldn't help but pray.

But for some reason, he was praying to the Mother of Misery.

When he realized this, he quickly bit the tip of his tongue with his teeth. Accompanied by the severe pain and the sweet taste of blood in his mouth, he quickly became firm and thought that he should not pray to this polluted deity .

Praying to filth will only lead you into madness in the blind pursuit of certain truths.

The things that are being drilled out of the giant egg of flesh and blood are unparalleled in strangeness and horror.

"That thing is exactly what we're aiming for."

He Gang called back Diana and Hancock, and they started to clean up the inexplicably infected crusaders that appeared in the army, and watched the attack of the dragon on the giant egg from the corner of their eyes.

The flames and sharp claws seemed to have no effect on the eggshell that looked like flesh and blood.

The mother of misery is trying to come out of it.

"It's still growing."

Diana decapitated a slug with a blow of her sword, before burning it to a pool of black ash.

she says,

"Although it can be seen that the thing manipulating these dragons wants to kill the creature in the egg, but the creature is still growing, and the size of the egg is still getting more and more terrifying."

Indeed, even though strange mottled thick arms and legs have begun to protrude from the gaps in the eggs, and entangle one dragon after another, the disturbing creatures inside are still developing.

The flesh and blood boiled and grew.

The gap is getting bigger and bigger.

The outstretched arms and feet waved all over the sky.

There was a scream that pierced the soul.

It's like countless flutes playing some kind of movement that only exists in the social system of higher non-human creatures.

Strange, complicated, and thousands of phonemes, accompanied by long-sounding music like a flute, sound in any space.

Or, it's not the sound.

but will.

It is the heterogeneous, maddened terror of the mother of suffering that spreads in the air, infects and makes the unsteady one fall into darkness.

Some syllables that can be understood by the human or primate brain are sandwiched among obscure phonemes, only more harsh and more manic.

He Gang rubbed his temples.

His brain was already overloaded.

He suddenly realized that even meaningless groans should be some kind of language to communicate with the same kind.

Those unintelligible syllables in the eerie ramblings of the Mother of Sorrows and all the terrible filth of the past, acting directly on the will and soul, must have some unique meaning.

Feeling a little uneasy.

He Gang's mind began to run to its limit.

He saw young female monks tearing off their clothes in front of the Resolute Crusaders, and then biting their teeth through their fingertips to paint abstract symbols or patterns on the pure white cloth.

Like countless long snakes twisted and twisted together.

Just one look at this artistically inspired creation drives one almost insane.

The other monks immediately used cleansing, but could not improve the situation.

This is the first time they have encountered such a disturbing group judgment.

"I come!"

Diana greeted him with a sword.

The demigod's body actually blocked the flow of will that made people crazy.

The monk who had fallen into madness quickly passed out after the impact of the crazy and chaotic will of the Mother of Suffering dissipated.

He Gang stood up, his boots stomping on the cracked ground, and he took off his cloak to cover the ragged female monk whose body was covered with scars from scratching.

He raised his head and looked out of the corner of his eye at Diana who seemed to be fighting the evil god on her own.

She killed the dragon group.

Dodge the flames breathed by the strange dragon, and then use the long sword with the power of killing gods to easily cut off and burn sections of arms and legs that are either sticky or dry.

The mother of suffering is howling, her protruding arms and legs are like the semi-plant organisms that once ran rampant in New York, and the boundaries of creatures have completely disappeared.

Perhaps he is not like them.

Rather they are like him.

The battle situation became anxious.

The mother of misery is tearing the eggshell harder and harder.

All can now see His fearsome presence.

what happened?

Actually... something similar to α again?

He is like the legendary Chimera or Xiangliu, with one body dominated by multiple crazy wills.

Diana's attack seemed to enrage the giant fallen deity.

He struggled to squeeze his way through the gap.

Like a puddle of liquid.

yet indestructible.

Five pairs of leathery wings and five sets of tentacles sprouting from the main body waved around the huge creature.

These wings were spread out, and the left side was covered in pure darkness like the main body, while the right side was connected to the uneven fascia with rotten flesh exuding a disturbing aura.

The body of the diamond-ranked dragon suddenly grew strong, human limbs. Although it was nondescript and tense, it was able to easily break the arms and legs that the mother of suffering stretched out to wrap it.

But even the unsettlingly gigantic creatures squeezed out of their eggshells seem to have a different will.

His arms, feet and tentacles are fighting and killing each other, like countless huge squids entangled in the dark sky, trying to kill each other with all their strength.

Such a strange and heterogeneous existence fights against itself, and the power that erupts from itself makes the haze gradually dissipate.

His countless eyes that constantly appeared on the surface of his body burst out with rays of light like the sun after they were completely squeezed out of their egg shells.

The light is warm and bright.

But it makes people extremely uncomfortable.

Those living flesh and blood called "Hungry People" showed terrifying vitality under the light, and unexpectedly re-merged into an ocean current, rushing towards the direction of the mother of suffering.

At the same time, it seemed that something happened to the star. The stream of charged particles from the sun's corona covered the whole body of the Mother of Suffering surgingly, rubbing against the edge of the earth close to the skin and diverging toward the deeper starry sky.

A tiny flash of electricity appeared next to this huge weird filth.

Every inch of his flesh and blood was howling.

It seemed to be rejoicing again.

On this day, the strangely shaped, flesh-and-blood monster that couldn't tell whether it was a plant or an animal actually turned into an ugly woman's head in the air, which made people look as dazzling as the sun.

(End of this chapter)