Chapter 1132
Colorful Waves
Chapter 1132 Colorful Waves
Luo Ming instinctively raised his gun.
His finger was gripping the trigger tightly.
It was just a hair's breadth away from being suppressed.
But that scene from just now suddenly flashed before my eyes—
A thin girl.
Deer-like eyes.
He hesitated.
In that moment of hesitation, the other party suddenly pounced in front of him, carrying a strong, almost overwhelming, fishy stench.
Only at this moment did Luo Ming suddenly come to his senses—
This can't be her.
But it was too late.
At that very moment—
A figure suddenly rushed out from the side.
Carrying a strong, fresh scent of grass and trees, it slammed Luo Ming aside!
A tearing sound was heard, accompanied by a very soft groan of pain.
The figure suddenly collapsed.
The thin, tattered dress clung to her gaunt body, and large patches of green blood quickly seeped through the fabric, the color eerily jarring.
Luo Ming lowered his head.
Those eyes, so similar to his, revealed a look of longing and contentment.
"Lowling!"
Luo Ming was trembling all over, and his voice was hoarse and almost distorted.
The girl's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something.
But in the end, he didn't have time to say anything.
The next instant, her body rapidly faded from Luo Ming's sight, dissipating like mist.
In the blink of an eye, only a few vines and broken leaves remained.
"Do not--!"
Luo Ming roared and suddenly looked up.
But just one glance was enough to instantly extinguish the little courage that had been forced out of his chest.
Because it wasn't some unknown monster.
And it was Esir.
At this moment, Esir could hardly be called a "human being" anymore.
He was covered in blood.
The originally snow-white hooded robe was also stained bright red.
His eyes were completely consumed by a frenzy of vibrant colors.
Fine, eerie lines spread from the corners of his eyes, creeping outwards along his cheeks, forehead, and jaw, as if something was growing outwards through his eyes.
His limbs were all twisted.
Each joint is bent at an extremely unnatural angle, as if each bone had been forcibly broken and then randomly pieced back together by some unseen force.
The person was like a mass of crushed flesh, yet somehow managed to wriggle along the ground in a bizarre posture, making a slight, sticky friction sound.
Even more terrifying was that his abdomen was bulging high.
Something was rising and falling inside, stretching the skin until it was transparent and covered with blood vessels, forming an uneven outline, as if it was pregnant with something.
This time, Luo Ming finally let out the scream that had been stuck in his throat for so long.
"Aaaaaaahh ...
Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger.
Very close.
The shot hit.
The bullet pierced Escher's bulging right eye.
The blood mist exploded, and a thick, foul-smelling liquid splattered onto Luo Ming's face.
Eshir staggered, clutching his right eye and letting out a painful roar.
His voice was filled with anger.
Luo Ming fired another shot.
He was originally aiming for Esir's heart, but since he didn't have a marksmanship enhancement module, he missed and the shot barely grazed Esir's shoulder.
This further enraged Esir.
Although he was missing an eye, it did not affect his movements; his anger made him even faster.
Luo Ming's feet were still bound and he couldn't move.
He raised his hand and fired a few shots.
But in his panic, he lost his aim even more.
Moreover, Esir moved too fast, becoming a blur of movement, making it impossible to hit him.
The distance is too close.
In the blink of an eye, Esir was right in front of him.
In that instant, time seemed to slow down.
Luo Ming had heard a saying—that in the last moment of life, time slows down to an extremely slow pace, so slow that every instant feels like it has been split in two.
I'm afraid that's the case right now.
Slow enough that he could see it clearly—
Escher's right eye was a bloody mess, with the lens and flesh mixed together, yet something seemed to be wriggling inside; and the iridescent colors in his left eye were not static either.
The iridescent color was still escaping from his pupils in wisps, like iridescent worms, constantly surging and wriggling, making his eyeballs bulge more and more, as if they would explode with a "pop" at any moment, spraying his face again.
He could still smell the stench emanating from Esir's wide-open mouth.
The hot liquid hit his face, almost suffocating him.
And deep in that throat...
A face flashed by.
Luo Ming's whole body stiffened.
Could that be a monster growing inside Esher's belly?
It was climbing up Eshir's abdominal cavity, passing through his chest cavity, and drilling into his throat, as if treating this body as a wet and narrow birth canal.
So, is this thing the one that's going to attack him?
It seems to be to prove this conjecture.
The face gradually zoomed in.
Squeezing out little by little from Esir's wide-open mouth, the face, covered with colorful worm-like features, rushed toward Luo Ming.
Then, its mouth opened wider and wider.
Until the mouth expanded to the size of half a face, a dark hole looming over Luo Ming's head, as if it wanted to swallow him whole.
Luo Ming didn't have time to do anything.
All I could do was close my eyes and wait for my fate to arrive.
However, the expected tearing did not occur.
instead--
With a soft "pfft".
The scalding liquid splashed all over his face.
The stench instantly filled my nostrils.
Immediately afterwards, a heavy, wet, and soft object slammed down at his feet; the dull thud sounded like a body.
Luo Ming was stunned for a moment before slowly opening his eyes.
My vision was completely bloodshot.
He wiped the liquid from his eyes and looked down—
The man who had lunged at Eshir with bared teeth and claws was now limp on the ground, his body neatly severed in two at the waist, both sides twitching uncontrollably.
His left eye rolled back, bulging more and more, until it finally burst open with a "poof".
Countless colorful worms crawled out.
Inside his severed abdominal cavity, something else was slowly crawling out. At first glance, it looked like a wriggling, colorful tentacle, but upon closer inspection, it resembled some kind of undeveloped infant—with deformed limbs, a swollen head, and a long, thin tail.
The skin is translucent, with moving, colorful patterns crawling underneath.
It tried to push its way out while letting out soft cries.
It sounds like a newborn baby.
The thing struggled to crawl toward Luo Ming.
The next moment, a sharp light flashed.
The crying stopped abruptly.
The thing, along with the churning worms around it, broke apart and shattered at Luo Ming's feet, quickly melting into a semi-transparent, semi-melted, colorful gel.
Luo Ming looked up blankly in the direction from which the light was coming.
The round-faced old man was standing in the woods.
He held a rather old longsword in his hand—Luo Ming had only seen similar collections in the Palm Garden's art gallery, but they were well-preserved, unlike the rusty one in the old man's hand.
In his other hand, he was dragging two strings of things.
To be precise, they were two bodies that still barely retained their "human" shape, strung together with vines and dragging at their feet.
"Are you OK?"
The old man asked.
Luo Ming was about to shake his head when he saw the rusty longsword casually swing at him.
The sword's edge was incredibly sharp, and his heart almost skipped a beat.
It felt like I had just brushed past death.
But the sword wind only cut the vines wrapped around his feet.
Luo Ming was finally able to move.
"What... is going on?"
"It seems like they've undergone some kind of strange change. I can't figure it out, so I'll take it back and have a professional take a look."
Taibai Sword Immortal tugged at the two of them.
Luo Ming was startled: "This... is it Brandon and Lord Andy?"
"Yes, part of it was bitten off by their leader, but I saw it was still alive, so I left it for the time being."
Luo Ming shuddered and couldn't help but look at the two halves of the body and the mottled gel at his feet.
Then Taibai Sword Immortal said, "Moreover, they also have this thing inside their bodies, and they are not dead yet."
Luo Ming immediately withdrew his foot and hid far away.
But the old man didn't mind at all, carrying them one by one and heading into the woods.
Strangely enough, the forest, which had seemed impossible to find a way out just moments before, suddenly parted to make way for it.
The ground was covered with tiny white flowers, a dense layer that felt like stepping on a soft cotton field.
The plants on both sides, covered with barbs and originally baring their claws, now quietly folded their branches and drooped their heads, as if they were bending down to give way.
For a fleeting moment, Luo Ming had a strange feeling—
The entire forest seemed to bow in respect to the old man.
The entrance, which should have taken a long time to reach, was suddenly there.
The girl stood there, stunned.
Upon seeing Luo Ming covered in blood, she screamed.
But then she saw the Taibai Sword Immortal and the two twisted bodies he was dragging in his hands, and the last syllable of her scream was abruptly cut off in her throat.
"These two..."
“They are knights of Eshil,” Luo Ming explained.
"And what about Lord Eshil...?"
Luo Ming offered no explanation this time.
The girl understood, and the panic in her eyes was unmistakable.
Taibai Sword Immortal waved his hand.
"Little girl, don't be afraid, none of this has anything to do with you."
"Besides, no one should have time to bother you."
The girl didn't dare say another word, only nodding with a pale face.
Luo Ming proactively and solicitously asked, "Excuse me, sir, do you need a car? I can help you—"
"They've arrived."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a low whistling sound came from outside.
A silver, teardrop-shaped hovercar came to a steady stop at the entrance.
The car door slid open silently.
With a casual flick of his wrist, the Taibai Sword Immortal tossed the two bloodied and mangled knights inside.
Golden tentacles quickly emerged from the inner wall of the vehicle, swiftly wrapping around them and laying them flat, as if they were lying on a stretcher, thus sealing off all their room for struggle.
Only two pairs of eyes remained, constantly rolling, filled with writhing, gushing fear and resentment.
Luo Ming followed the Taibai Sword Immortal into the car without hesitation.
The girl was still standing in the same spot.
Taibai Sword Immortal turned around and reminded, "Get in the car, it's not safe to stay here."
The girl bit her lip, glanced at Luo Ming, and finally climbed into the car.
The interior light curtain lit up.
It was Oze's tired face.
"Lord Feng!"
Luo Ming and the girl shouted at the same time.
Oser von glanced up and nodded.
His expression remained calm and emotionless.
Yet, for some reason, he seemed to have gained a bit more vitality.
"Now we will take you to meet with the esteemed officials," Oze said respectfully.
Luo Ming and the girl were even more surprised.
When did Lord Feng become so polite to people?
Isn't this elderly person just a relative of a VIP of the group?
No, to be able to kill Esir and his knights without a scratch, one's strength is indeed extraordinary.
But that's definitely not all.
Otherwise, Lord Feng wouldn't have done this.
The car sped off, heading towards the inner city.
At first, Luo Ming and the girl didn't understand why the Taibai Sword Immortal said it was "unsafe".
But the car hadn't gone far when a series of loud crashes rang out outside!
Fortunately, the car deflected a layer of golden shield first, blocking all the attacks.
Only then did the people inside the car finally see clearly—
Outside, a large, noisy, and distorted group of people was swarming in from all directions.
Luo Ming was the first to cry out.
"These people from the inner city... how could... what's going on?"
That's right, they're definitely from the inner city.
The once luxurious and exquisite aristocratic clothing on his body had been torn to shreds, and his perfectly sculpted face, as well as every inch of his exposed skin, was covered with mottled patterns.
The graceful, slender, and powerful bodies were gone; bones protruded strangely from under the skin, and the figures were crooked and twisted, like a group of monsters forcibly stuffed into human skin.
The most frightening thing is that their bellies are all swollen high, which probably means they are pregnant with something.
This appearance is exactly the same as Eshir's from just now!
The girl was seeing this for the first time and was so frightened that she pinched Luo Ming's arm hard, her nails digging into his flesh.
Luo Ming had no time to cry out in pain.
At this moment, no amount of astonishment would matter.
These noble inner-city people had clearly lost their minds, and had all turned into twisted and grotesque flesh and blood.
They roared, brandishing all sorts of objects—frying pans, canes, sticks, and even various weapons—and frantically attacked the hovercar.
The entire road was packed with people, like a wave of flesh and blood and vibrant colors crashing against us.
The Covin Group has gone mad.
At this point, the Taibai Sword Immortal had no choice but to draw his sword.