high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 471 2-199 Warlock

"Back! Back!"

"Blay! Evacuate the citizens first! Quick! Organize!"

"Mom, I'm afraid..."

"Hey, hey, Lena! Open your eyes and see if I'm alright... Lena..."

……

Countless cries and gunshots were mixed together, and Sean's pupils dilated a little bit. He unconsciously took two steps forward, and his fingers on the holster kept shaking.

blood everywhere...

All sorts of strange monsters roam the streets recklessly, dismembering human figures with sharp teeth, giant claws, and tentacles, like diners walking around in a cafeteria, choosing desserts.

After hearing the news, the military and police who rushed over suppressed them with a steel barrage of pistols and heavy weapons, but there were more and more monsters.

Under the heavy casualties, the hastily organized defense line collapsed one by one.

Bang!
The ground shook heavily.

The gray-red fleshy tentacles squirmed in the sky like seaweed, a huge human face with its eyes closed, and a faint smile hanging from the corner of its mouth, like a curious creation that could only be drawn by the most absurd painter.

"Get down!"

Before he had time to think more, there was a roar from behind. Sean was kicked hard on the knee, and then a big hand pressed down on his head, causing him to fall to the ground involuntarily.

puff-

The fleshy tentacles swung towards him abruptly, like a long steel whip, easily breaking the street lamp behind Sean in two.

"shot!!!"

The roar rang in his ears again, almost like a lion roaring at him.

Sean shook his spirits violently, subconsciously drew his gun at the face not far away, and shot.

Blood spray, roars, and bullet-torn air were mixed together, and the surrounding police officers also turned their guns and fired in this direction.

The sound of gunfire was like thunder, and dense barrages came from all directions. The 7.62x39mm steel core bullets poured at a rate of 100 rounds per minute.

A few high-speed machine guns farther away spewed muzzle flames several meters long, and the huge shock of the bullets that passed the speed of sound when they were fired made everyone's ears buzzing.

The huge human face retreated steadily under this kind of offensive. It waved its tentacles, but those organs, which were harder than steel, were smashed by the bullet rain in just a few breaths, turning into a pool of gray-red meat.

"What is this……"

At this time, Sean, who was dragged to a distance by his collar, couldn't help but look back.

The human face was three meters long, much taller than a small building, and the facial features were kind and old.

Its chin has no beards, replaced by gray-red fleshy tentacles as hard as steel, and the human face relies on these tentacles to walk, looking from a distance, it looks like a human head covered with centipede legs.

"Monsters, aliens, magical creatures? Dangerous brutes anyway."

Sneering sounded from behind.

When Sean loosened his collar, he turned his head and saw a white-haired man twitching his mouth contemptuously.

It seems impossible to judge a man's age from his appearance.

He has dark eyebrows, a tall stature, and a "majestic" body with protruding muscles that seem to burst the police uniform at any time, but his old eyes and white hair all show that this fierce lion Men are not young anymore.

"Director of Nottingham!"

Sean's heart skipped a beat, and he saluted respectfully.

"Thank you……"

He wanted to say that if you hadn't given me a knee, maybe my 150 pounds would have been there, but before he could organize his words, the old man as fierce as a lion interrupted him directly.

"Whose subordinate are you?"

"Sean Spencer, Sandhurst Engineering Class of 2014, I—"

The loud bang interrupted him again.

A large octopus was shot down from the sky by a heavy machine gun, and it hit Sean a few steps away directly.

The flesh and blood fell into a messy paste, spread unevenly on the ground.It looks like an octopus as tall as a person, but on its back, there are long wings that resemble bones. The dry skin sticks to the bones, and the edges of the wings have a cold steel luster.

Even though half of its body was blown away by the heavy machine gun, the big octopus was obviously not dead yet.

It wriggled on the ground like a snake, and its rotten sucker wanted to wrap itself around Sean's calf, with a strange light in its eyes.

Sean stared at the octopus and the scarlet blood it dragged all the way in a daze. The churning nausea made him want to vomit, but his throat seemed to be tightly strangled by a big hand, unable to move.

"Can you still release the mental shock? Things are really getting more and more troublesome!"

Director Nottingham, who was watching coldly, suddenly frowned fiercely.

He stomped forward violently, smashing the eyeball that was shining with strange light!The heavy cowhide boots stepped back and forth on the octopus, like a steamroller trying to crush stones into powder!

The octopus twitched at his feet, but it couldn't make a sound, it just rolled around like a puddle of meat.

"Are those idiots from the Humanities Association busy eating shit? Why don't you come over to support?!"

Nottingham pulled out his gun in a rage, and the old man swears and empties the magazine at the octopus under his feet: "Only these few machine guns can prevent the fart, damn it! I usually do the dirty work. Don't worry, when it's time for them to work hard, everyone will die? I will definitely report the letter to the [28-member Council] this time, so don't try to fool me!"

The roar of guns and monsters became more intense.

Before Sean could recall the weird scene just now, Nottingham grabbed him by the collar again and dragged him down in an alley.

A few seconds later, the ground they were standing on was instantly destroyed.

A huge mass of green slime monster squirmed its body, and its smoking tubular mouthparts slowly retracted into the body, making a bubbling sound.

Just now, it was the one that protruded the mouthpart-like organ out of the body, and emitted an energy beam, destroying the ground on which the two stood.

"This... what is it..."

Boom!

A grenade hit it from afar, sending a cloud of flame and black smoke, and the green slime monster writhed in the explosion, howling like a baby.

"Also, the Humanities Association, what is it..." Sean stared blankly at all this: "Is it the AIDS charity organization in the city...Greenbrier Humanities Association?"

"An association whose purpose is to continue the principle of human existence, and the president of this term is Douglas."

The old man leaned against the wall of the alleyway, exhaustedly took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it:
"That is a mysterious organization, and its operation is not interfered with by the jurisdiction, authorization, and entrustment of the governments of major countries. It can also be said that it is dominating... all countries and organizations in this world except the Confederate States of America!

Our job is to contain the world's anomalous phenomena, events, and individuals that could pose a significant threat to global security through physical or psychological hazards.Or, you can understand it that way. "

The old man exhaled a smoke ring:
"We are protecting the world..."

Sean stared blankly at him, the artillery fire and monster roars outside the alley continued, but in this small space, time and sound seemed to be flies in amber.

"Director, what are you kidding..." An inexplicable uneasiness surged from the bottom of his heart, and Sean forced a smile: "Why did you tell me this, it's fake?"

"it is true."

The old man was expressionless: "As for why I told you something, it's because we're all about to die, I'm just a civil servant on the surface, and I don't have enough fighting power.

In order to keep the secrets of the Humanities Association, I have almost dedicated my life. If I still die with a secret at the last moment of my life, no matter what, I will always feel regretful in my heart. "

"Then I..." Sean swallowed:

"No, we... What if we survived?"

"If we survive, the Humanities Association will erase your memory." The old man looked at him like a fool:
"They are professionals in doing this kind of thing."

Sean: "..."

*
Seconds passed by, and in less than half a minute, a few snail-like monsters seemed to smell the smell, and crawled slowly towards the alley where they were hiding.

His heartbeat was racing and his palms were sweating, and Xi Ya stared at him. He guessed that his heartbeat had reached the limit of 180 beats per minute several times.

The old man next to him had silently extinguished the cigarette, and his hand holding the gun was old and strong.

When he felt that he was about to be overwhelmed by the slowly gathering fear, a strange sound suddenly sounded beside him.

The sound was like the swaying of bronze wind chimes in the warm wind, and also like the tinkling of thousands of gold foils colliding.

Sean's face turned pale suddenly, and he was about to turn it off subconsciously. This usually melodious voice sounded like the roar of death at this moment!

Because not only he heard the voice, but also those approaching snail people...

"Oh shit!"

It was the old man who moved faster than Sean. Nottingham stared at the watch in his hand with a surprised look, when he was about to yell.

A young voice came from the watch.

"Temporary emergency announcement! Temporary emergency announcement! Containment 2—199 magicians have left the observation facility, and the containment has failed! Mr. Nottingham, please evacuate the scene immediately and wait for the rescue team in a safe area!"

"……what?!"

This time, it was the old man's turn to turn pale.

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All the surrounding buildings and cars were reduced to pieces.

Among the ruins all over the floor, Bai Shu slowly climbed up from a broken wall with an indifferent expression.

Lund in the distance had already lost half of his body. It was unknown whether it was due to excessive blood loss or fear, and he passed out completely.Quintus next to him was horrified and trembling all over. The Portuguese staff in his hand had been broken into a handful of silver powder, but he still held it tightly subconsciously, staring at the sky with his pupils fixed on it. Fear and despair.

In the sky, a colored crack several kilometers long appeared——

Countless alien monsters fell from the crack like dumplings, densely packed, like water droplets in the rainy season.

The center of a thousand-meter-long crack.

A vague figure raised his head, and the clouds under his feet were all black. The figure seemed to be standing in the center of a black sun totem, mysterious and majestic, full of some ineffable sacredness.

"Hey...you can't win, you can't win..."

Quintus bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, the bloody smell and severe pain made him barely stop trembling.

The sorcerer, who was invincible a few minutes ago, turned his head to Bai Shu tremblingly, his eyes showed pleading and deep despair, and his face twitched uncontrollably.

"The city's gone! Those bloody bastards of the Humanist Society...their containment breach..."

He spoke to Bai Shu:
"Let's join hands, only through cooperation can we survive..."

(End of this chapter)