Age of the Mist

Chapter 1082 The torrent of steel bombards the evil, did you mess up?

Joseph was in a daze.

This is what the big city is... This is what the big city is...

Big city shit!

This is, this is clearly—the dead were dug up!
Joseph's hands were trembling a little. He stared blankly at the new hole he had dug, and vaguely saw the corners of the blood-stained clothes, as well as the severed hand that had been shoveled off by the shovel.

The surrounding environment suddenly became much darker.

Joseph panicked all of a sudden, and quickly threw the severed hand in, and quickly buried the hole so that no one could see it!

I don't want the wages, and I don't eat dinner, I'm leaving, I'm leaving!
Thinking wildly in his mind, Joseph wanted to get some soil from the side to fill the hole, so he ran to another corner of the yard in a panic.

Just get a little corny from here.

But a shovel dug down, clicked, and dug up something again.

Joseph picked up the shovel, and this time he dug up half his chin.

Here... also?
Joseph looked at the ground under his feet stupidly, pulled it twice with the shovel, and immediately saw the scene that made his hairs stand up.

Underfoot, in the ground, are corpses.

Not one, but many, many human corpses.

It can be seen that the person who buried the body was very professional and calm.In order to save space, the method of stacking the head and feet is adopted.Therefore, Joseph saw two layers of corpses at a glance, and there seemed to be more corpses under these two layers, and he didn't know how many were buried for a while.

Joseph raised his head again, looked at the yard, saw the distance between the place where he had just dug out his severed hand and the place where he was standing now, his mind suddenly exploded.

If there are corpses in the middle of such a long distance, then...then... how many dead people are there?

Looking at the hole he dug again, Joseph suddenly remembered what the man said—the bigger the better, and it can be decorated more.

Dress up what?
The answer is self-evident.

Pretend who?

The answer remains self-evident.

Joseph trembled, run, run, run!

This is a murderous den, that man is a murderer, run away!

But at this moment, Joseph suddenly felt the surrounding environment suddenly darken.

The darkness came so fast, so thick, and so fast.Rather than saying that the sun is setting, it is better to say... This place is originally completely black, but a layer of gray camouflage has been superimposed in the past.Now, the pretense has been sucked away by a being, and everything begins to slide irrevocably into a dark hell.

Joseph suddenly heard many voices, and the place that was originally so quiet that there was no sound suddenly became noisy.

"Ah...ah..."

The sound came from below.

Joseph looked down, where the land used to be, now turned into a dark swamp.

Many dark human faces emerged from the mud, struggling to stretch their mutilated and damaged limbs, and screaming that humans could not make.

"Ahhh!!!" Joseph screamed.

He wanted to escape from this place quickly, but his legs and feet were entangled by the black mud.

A pitch-black human face and many severed limbs stretched out towards Joseph.

"Go away, go away!" Joseph waved the shovel in his hand, trying to drive away the ghosts.

At this moment, there was only a slap, and something fell into the mud and rolled to Joseph's feet.

Those ghosts screamed in fear and avoided far away.

Joseph saw the object—it was a plush rabbit head.

That bunny head looks really familiar.

Joseph raised his head suddenly, and saw the woman walking over step by step carrying the mutilated body of the rabbit.

"A head is missing... a head is missing..." She was muttering something in her mouth, her dirty hair was glued together, and suddenly she raised her head, revealing the eight eyes and a huge mouth like a slit on her face, Joseph instantly lost his soul.

"The head... found it."

Quack quack quack!The woman let out a strange cry, and suddenly hit the ground on all fours, stepping on the mud and rushing forward like floating on the water.

At the same time, click, click, amidst the strange rusty sound, a middle-aged man also appeared.

He walked towards this side in an extremely distorted posture, dragging a heavy pickaxe in his right hand, and waded out huge waves from the black mud.

Facing back and forth, with no way to go to heaven or to go to earth, Joseph cried out in despair: "God, help me, I'm just a laborer!!"

at this time.

bang.

There was a sound coming from a distance.

The voice was faint, as if it had been heavily filtered, and it sounded a little distorted.

But both the woman and the man stopped and looked in the direction of the sound.

bang.

The voice came again, much clearer than last time.

This is... the sound of cannons?
Boom!

With the third sound, the dense darkness all around suddenly cracked a crack.

It was difficult for Joseph to describe the feeling.

It was as if the scenery of the stage had been torn apart, or a gap had been dug between two parallel worlds.Looking out from that gap, Joseph saw the light, the golden-red light, the light of the setting sun, which is what this time should be like.

Look carefully, under the setting sun, there are still a group of people, and a... tank?
That's a tank!
It was a heavy and big iron bump. Although Joseph couldn't tell the model, he swore it must be a tank!
On the tank turret, a tall and majestic man set up a pergola and looked over here.

"Ordinary cannonballs can shake the real underworld to a certain extent, but the effect is not very good, but if there are enough of them, it might work." The man said with a palm gesture: "Come here, be generous and don't be shy, increase the number!"

Boom boom boom, the whistling roar of the engine mixed with the creaking metal sound of the track rolling and rolling the ground.Joseph saw it, tanks, tanks, one tank after another drove up the high hills, appeared in view, appeared in the golden light of the setting sun.

"Uh this..."

Joseph was dumbfounded, he felt that the BGM lingering in his ears had been changed.

He felt as if he had crossed from the border of hell under the doomsday judgment to the Red Square in Moscow during the grand military parade. The drums were beating and he was walking forward. The momentum and overwhelming courage.

Not only Joseph was stupid, but those demons and goblins were also stupid.

One, three, five, ten... A total of eighteen tanks popped up, their turrets turned, and they all aimed at this side, at the abandoned "small farm" on the map.

The men and women in the real underworld seemed to feel the threat and let out threatening roars.

But the man just smiled slightly: "Hit."

Boom, boom, boom———! ! !
Eighteen tanks fired in unison, and the earth-shattering sound of artillery shook the whole field.The flames from the muzzle mixed with the air waves exploded three meters away, and the dust on the ground was rolled up, reappearing a corner of the terrifying power of the tank army's volley of guns during World War II.

Clap clap clap clap!
The barrier between reality and illusion is like a windshield hit by many slingshots, and many cracks and gaps are formed. The physical rules of the real world carried by the power of the holy sword of physics blast through together with the golden sunlight. It exploded into Lingbo Prison and exploded inside the real underworld.

　After a period of rest, I feel much better.The same is true for everyone, don’t resist at work, and adjust and relax quickly when you feel uncomfortable. Once you resist for too long and the pressure is too great and you really collapse, you will not be able to recover in a day or two.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)