I have a city in another world

Chapter 2360 is almost dead

"Yes, there are ghosts!"

A mercenary shouted in horror, his face was full of horror, and he subconsciously raised the weapon in his hand.

"Idiot, don't shoot!"

Because of the heavy fog, only the teammates next to him saw the mercenary's movements, and their faces turned pale with fright.

He hurriedly stopped his mouth, for fear of accidentally injuring his companions, the sound of the gunshots would attract the attention of these headless corpses.

It's a pity that his movement was a step slow. Just as the words came out of his mouth, his companion had already pulled the trigger.

The muffled gunshot sounded especially harsh in this weird illusion, and it also made everyone's hearts tremble violently.

"It's over!"

For unknown reasons, everyone had this thought in their hearts at the same time, and raised their weapons at the same time.

Now that the shots have been fired, it means that things will not turn around. The only thing they can do now is to fight with their companions.

Get out of the way and talk about something else.

The only thing the mercenaries rely on is the firearms in their hands. The previous scene of repelling the short-coated monks with random guns gave them some confidence.

However, what happened next took them by surprise.

Unafraid of the bullets, those headless corpses all turned around and walked towards them in a row.

It can be seen with the naked eye that after the bullet hit the headless corpse, it made a teeth-stinging "Puff" sound like hitting rotten flesh and rotten wood.

Minced meat splattered and blood flew everywhere.

The headless corpse was beaten into tatters, but it did not affect its movement at all, approaching them step by step.

Fortunately, they move very slowly, otherwise, within a short distance, the mercenaries would not be able to resist the impact of the headless corpse.

Those heads held in their hands looked so familiar, but now they were wearing ferocious smiles, which made people shudder.

Even though he was hit by a bullet and his flesh was spattered, his head still kept that ferocious and smirking expression.

"What the hell are you bastards trying to do?"

Seeing the tragic death of those former comrades, and pressing forward step by step in this terrifying and strange state, the mercenary captain roared in grief and anger.

Unlike those monks fighting with each other, these mercenaries have a deep relationship with each other. Now seeing their companions die strangely, they are naturally very painful.

Maybe in the next second, I will follow in their footsteps.

At the same time, he is also clear that no matter if he lives or dies, as long as he becomes an enemy, one side must fall.

Kindness on the battlefield is just to harm oneself.

"Use incendiary bombs!"

The mercenary captain roared, thinking of a way to stop the headless corpse, and gave orders loudly.

Ordinary mercenary teams rarely carry weapons like incendiary bombs, after all, they are not real soldiers.

However, this team serves monks, because it needs to deal with some special situations, and the equipment it carries is completely different from normal armed forces.

In addition to weapons such as incendiary bombs, they even carry items to restrain supernatural powers in case they are needed.

Following the captain's order, the mercenaries took off the incendiary bombs from their waists one after another, and threw them at the headless corpse rushing towards them.

At the same time, these mercenaries unanimously dodged backwards to avoid being affected by the flames of the incendiary bombs.

The incendiary bombs they use have quite strong adhesion and can stick to the target and burn violently.

Ordinary items would end up being burned to ashes when they encountered this kind of thing, even steel.

Sure enough, after the incendiary bomb was thrown out, it immediately touched these walking headless corpses, and then heard the sound of "popping", and dazzling sparks shot out like fireworks.

Amidst the rising black smoke, an unpleasant smell of scorching permeated the air, and the walking headless corpses turned into burning fireballs.

Everyone thought the attack was effective, and there was a tinge of joy in their hearts.

However, at the next moment, they saw those headless corpses raising their arms and throwing the heads in their hands.

These heads were stained with flames, and with their ferocious mouths opened wide, they fell on the mercenaries one after another.

The mouth of the human head snapped together violently, gripping the mercenary's body tightly, and the burning flames immediately ignited their bodies.

Wrapped in terrifying flames, the mercenaries screamed again and again, and in the process of running and struggling, they turned into new fireballs.

They are not those headless monsters, but living people with flesh and blood, who simply cannot bear the pain of being ablated.

The original camp was completely disintegrated, and the mercenaries screamed and scattered, and fell to the ground motionless after running.

As for the old woman and the others, they immediately evacuated after realizing that something was wrong.

As monks, they have higher perception, more agile speed, and a higher survival rate when encountering danger.

From the very beginning, they had seen the weirdness of the headless corpse, and it must be manipulated by a mysterious force.

To put it bluntly, they are just a group of puppets, who have no fear of pain at all, and flesh and blood cannot be opponents at all.

If you want to solve it, you will have to spend a lot of energy, but now that they can't protect themselves, there is really no need to do this to save a group of mercenaries.

It was precisely because the old woman and others stood by and watched that a group of mercenaries were confused about the situation and ended up in such a miserable end.

While a group of mercenaries were struggling and screaming, the old woman and the others gathered together and looked around vigilantly.

With their means, the headless corpse could not hurt them, but this strange environment made them even more flustered.

The people who thought they were powerful and regarded ordinary people as ant-like old women finally realized their own weakness.

At this moment, they are not a group of ants, let the black hands behind the scenes manipulate and manipulate at will.

"Damn bastard, stand up if you have the guts, let's fight to the death!"

The young man in the suit let out a low growl, raised a rifle in his hand, and shot around in order to vent his anger.

As a result, at this moment, the old woman lowered her voice to signal them not to talk nonsense.

Hearing this, the young man in the suit quickly shut his mouth. Although he was agitated, he knew exactly what to do and when.

The screams in the ears continued, it was the groans of the dying mercenaries. As for the mercenaries who were not hit by the head fireball, they didn't know where they went at the moment.

A familiar figure slowly appeared in the sight of the old woman and the others. It was the short-coated monk who had disappeared before.

He looked at the body lying on the ground, nodded slightly, with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

He reached out and fiddled with the communication compass a few times, then slowly turned his body, as if he wanted to leave here.

A shocking scene happened suddenly, those dilapidated corpses stood up from the ground one after another.

Even though there were only a pile of burning bones left, the gaps were filled by the mist at this moment, turning into a complete body.

In a short period of time, a long team was formed, following behind the monks in short coats.

Just when the old woman's people were shocked, the short-coated monk suddenly turned around and hooked his hands at the four of them.

"Come on, follow me, I will take you away!"

The short-coated monk smiled strangely, and slowly turned his head away, just like when he first entered the forest, he was in charge of guiding the way ahead.

The mutilated corpses lined up in a row, followed behind the short-coated monk, and walked slowly towards the depths of the forest.

(End of this chapter)