Arriving alone: ​​70 billion copies of survival

Chapter 67 Greedy Washington, Death

"what happened?"

Hancock pulled He Gang and Zou Wu, with strips of rotting intestines hanging from their bodies, out of a pool of flesh and bone.

"Clear springs are like injections."

A stream of clear water gushes from the tip of the wand.

He Gang washed off the dirt on himself and others, but he couldn't wash off the smell of corpses from the accumulation of dead people.

They avoided the forelimbs of myriad arms that suddenly became utterly frenzied, as if rage-controlled flesh-eaters.

Those eyeballs embedded in the rotten and softened flesh were all staring at the starry tombkeeper who was completely pulled out of the wasteland.

The broken and tattered faces all over the flesh-eater's body showed almost unified expressions of anger and hatred.

Even Hancock's attack on this filth, whose name could not be fully probed, was enough to tear its flesh apart, did not completely anger it.

And the Gravekeeper of the Stars seems to have reduced the sanity of this monster from 0 to negative just by appearing, and only has an indomitable desire to kill, tearing this filth made of bones into pieces and completely annihilating it.

He Gang suddenly remembered the system's description of the gravekeepers of the stars.

[Its crazy, cloudy, weird, terrifying will should have grasped the "meme-stop" flesh-eater, but something drove it out, and let it sink into this humble body! 】

He suddenly realized something.

The will of the tomb-keepers of the stars should have belonged to the carnivores!
But some being took it away.

Now it seems that even if the flesh-eater has completely lost his mind, his hatred and hatred for the starry tomb guardians have not diminished at all.

Even to the point where they would never die if they met each other.

And the Star Gravekeeper doesn't want to take back his body all the time, so he is always around here.

Then why did it attack me...?
Something appeared behind Hancock.

He Gang shuddered.

That tall, slender, slender figure I had seen just now.

It turned out to be a distorted, filthy statue of Washington riding a horse shaped forcibly kneaded by more than a dozen humans!
Like a needle in the heart.

He Gang felt his brain almost explode with a bang.

It's it!

The statue of Washington that has been standing at the entrance of the museum in Lower Manhattan!
Hancock noticed the sudden change in He Gang's face.

He also turned around suddenly!

"What the hell?!"

The sudden appearance of a statue with a strange smile on his face made his heart stop suddenly, and a huge sense of crisis came from all directions.

"die!"

Without any hesitation, He Gang sacrificed the crazy war horn and activated the most terrifying skill that came with this special golden equipment.

【die】

[Destroy the prop, and use it to request "Meme Blocking" to initiate a will test on any living body whose biological sequence does not exceed "advanced". If the test fails, an absolute lethal event will be initiated. 】

The moment the skill was activated, there seemed to be a sharp chuckle ringing in his ears.

Some kind of strange sense surfaced in He Gang's conscious perception that he couldn't tell which sensory organ it came from.

It was as if a sticky, slippery web had suddenly pierced through the skull and covered the ravines on the surface of the brain.

Thrilling, slippery, ready to be sucked away by something at any moment.

He Gang holding the horn looked forward.

For the first time he saw so far, so real.

The sight passes through Washington with a strange smile, through the meat eaters who are slaughtering the gravekeepers of the stars, and through the polluted tree on the horizon with a strange dog's head as a leaf on the top.

At the end of the field of vision, the haze actually dispersed.

It was a field of twinkling stars.

But it should be daylight now!

There is a certain star emitting more dazzling light with a strange pattern.

The pattern is like a piece of music.

But... it hasn't stopped yet.

He Gang only felt that what he saw was moving forward at a speed too fast to describe in words.

All the way up, it penetrated the atmosphere and the large gap between the earth and the stars.

Until finally facing the yellow planet.

Here he finally stopped.

The massive star slowly rotates in disordered dark matter.

Then, at a certain moment, He faced He Gang.

The cloudy cirrus cloud on the star's surface cracked open.

Then, His surface also cracked, spreading out for thousands of kilometers.

Leaking the pale, glowing substance beneath the surface.

There was actually a...huge eye that looked like blood mixed with paleness!
The moment the eyes appeared, He Gang's thoughts returned to his body.

Cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

The hands holding the dimming horn trembled uncontrollably.

But it seemed that less than a second had passed, and even the expression on Hancock's face hadn't changed at all from just now.

At this time, great horror appeared on the face of Washington sculpture who was wearing a mocking smile.

When the horn was dim and on the verge of shattering, the test of will from the terrifying existence among the twinkling stars came.

At that moment, the system log had turned over a full six pages, and his sanity jumped wildly between the lowest and highest values.

It is as if it will be polluted in the next second and become another filth in this world!
Or become that crazy believer you just saw walking the world.

He suddenly remembered that there was a very important reminder in the mission panel of [The Last Bastion] just now.

[Be careful, the greedy Washington is watching you! 】

He Gang felt a chill run down his spine.

He looked at the distorted Washington, whose face became more and more horrified, and which couldn't even be viewed on the attribute panel.

Just now, there was another unspeakable thing that happened before He Gang activated this skill.

This is why even Hancock feels extremely threatened.

That high position may have done some strange things in a certain strange state, allowing He Gang to face another form of him.

Two high-ranking wills clash within the body of the deformed Washington, who may be the spokesperson for one of them.

Or maybe they didn't even know about this confrontation at all, it was just an extension of power in a state of deep sleep and ignorance.

But even so, such a thing happened to a filthy body that He Gang couldn't even look up on the property panel, which still put this body on the verge of collapse.

"Although the two subjects of the will test have changed, the objective carrier carrying this test has not. The confrontation between the two high-ranking people will at least make it fall into absolute weakness."

He Gang said to Hancock.

Of course he didn't dare to sneak attack now.

Just kidding.

What if the carrier is broken and you let the will test the subject?
Direct face-to-face battle with real swords and guns?
Among other things, if the existence of the will detection among the stars came to the earth, I am afraid that it would not need to come, just approaching, it would be a devastating blow to the creatures on the surface of the entire planet.

(End of this chapter)