Giant of Light: I am the Old Ones

Chapter 237 City of the Dead
"You didn't bring a gun with you when you came out today. Ahem, you'd better stay away from me. If that doesn't work, go back to town by yourself."

Blake clenched his fist and covered his mouth, feeling uncomfortable in his lungs.

Just before the unfortunate Lord Mayor turned into a monster, he had been coughing.

When they came to this town, they also saw a lot of people coughing on the roadside.

I am afraid that without realizing it, the city of Flanders has gradually fallen.

He had a terrible guess, what if all these coughing people turned into that kind of monster?

Germann tightened his belt, tore off all the parts of his clothes that would be grabbed and tied them tightly.

Then he looked at Chief Blake, whose expression was already a little abnormal, and said with a smile:

"The Blake I know will not be entangled at this time. Aren't you still alive? Besides, if you really become a monster by then, I will kill you with my own hands. You have also had the experience of becoming a monster before. Why are you being cowardly? Amanda is still waiting for you in town, he must have a way. "

Blake took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to change in his body.He raised his head again and looked around. The panicked shouts coming from the hall in the distance became increasingly clear.

The monster has been attracted to other living people and started to hunt.

"Then let's kill that damn fat guy first. Anyway, I've long been unhappy with him."

Blake jumped up and broke down the rod that hung the curtains in the room, flattening the nails with the soles of his big leather shoes, leaving only some nails at the tip.

Hermann wrapped the curtains around his arms and tied them tightly in front of him. The two looked at each other and kicked open the door.

Hiss—!
A roar came from the office area on the left. The secretary whose neck had been bitten just now was walking towards him step by step with his head hanging down. His head looked like a fruit that was about to fall at any time. It seemed that if the movement was wider, it would Was ripped off directly.

The two of them felt nervous. After being bitten by this thing, the onset of disease was accelerated so quickly?This is less than four or five minutes.

"Blake, I think they can't be saved, and they might not even be human anymore."

Hermann said slowly, a normal person would have been lying on the ground with such a big wound on his neck.

Blake just nodded, grunted, and rushed forward with the stick in his hand.

He put his head on the monster's torso and pushed it down, then hit the monster's head with a stick.

Gehrman turned around and looked behind him, alert to see if anything else was coming.

By now the first monster had bitten many people.

When Blake felt that the monster's head and spine were completely disconnected, the still struggling body was instantly scattered like mechanical parts from which the gears had been removed, completely motionless.

It seems that the brain is the weak point.

The two quickly began to push forward.

Turning around the corridor, several people were lying on the ground clutching their wounds and asking for help. On the stairs leading to the hall, two transformed monsters were working together to tear apart a patrolman.

The latter was trying hard to resist, but he still watched helplessly as his body was pressed to the ground. Huge tearing pain came and he fainted on the spot.

Blake stepped forward and kicked one away, then swung the stick in his hand. Gehrman raised his thick, fully protected arm and pressed hard on the kicked monster.

"The teeth are really good."

Gehrman's protection was not bitten open, but the pain was still a bit difficult to deal with.

After all, humans are considered to be creatures with relatively strong natural bite force. Without caring about the pain in the mouth muscles and the wear and tear of the nerves in the teeth, few people can break free when they explode with all their strength.

Just like people can easily bite off their own fingers, but because of the pain, few people can do it.

Turning around the stairs and looking down, the door to the city hall had been closed.

The panicked guards outside were locking the door.

Some curious people stood in front of the locked chain door and kept looking through the glass. If they were stimulated by the bloody scene inside, they burst into exclamations.

Blake made up his mind and slid down the stairs along the handrail.

When he was about to land, he jumped up and hung the stick in his hand on the decorated beam. He directly knocked away a monster that had just been attracted and ran towards him.

Then Black let go and fell down, firmly catching the stick in his hand, kicked a seat with one foot, and hit the monster that had just got up, and then stabbed straight with the stick in his hand, and the nail at the front was firmly pierced into the monster's eye socket Among them, destroy it.

When Xunzhao was traveling abroad, an Eastern friend taught him a few so-called kung fu tricks. But in his opinion, it was actually very simple, just make reasonable use of whatever you could find around you.

"Jack, it seems I learned well."

Blake teased a few words and looked around the hall.

Gehrman had already choked the monster he suppressed and knocked it down headfirst, finishing one of them.

Also rushed down.

The two moved things to block the stairs.

In front of them is the fat monster who has gone crazy and killed the mayor. Not long ago, they had a warm face but a cold butt.

That guy was feasting, and he wanted to stuff anything he took out of the human body into his mouth.

Even the digestive organs were the same, which made those who saw this scene feel even more disgusting and painful. Blake exhaled, held the stick in both hands and rushed forward.

The nail at the front of the stick that was used as a spear was already a little crooked, and it failed to pierce the monster's head, but the tip was pushed in. Black endured the nausea and noted it.

Soon the monster stopped moving.

Click!There was a flash of light and some smoke.

Blake looked back warily. At some point, a man in black robes was holding a camera and took a picture of the scene just now.

Thanks to the angle he was in, the only photo captured was Sheriff Blake sneaking up on the mayor who was kneeling on the ground from behind.

The scenes where the monsters are eating are obscured by the walls.

"Chief Blake of the Louisiana town killed the great mayor because the great mayor did not approve those unreasonable requests for assistance. People will definitely like this kind of news."

The man laughed, ignoring Black's fierce eyes, and left quickly.

The newly transformed monsters on the second floor also regarded him as prey, but they were all easily subdued.

The man carried a hidden sword on his arm that could easily pierce people's foreheads and directly destroy the brain ganglia.

"That guy must be the mastermind behind this crisis, but don't worry, so many people outside the door have seen the existence of the monster, and the photos taken by this guy will not be of any use."

Hermann was wary of the movement upstairs and walked over slowly.

Blake coughed a few times and nodded.

They came to the door, but the people outside the door just looked at them with terrified eyes, not daring to open the door at all.

It was already difficult for Blake to suppress the frequency of his coughs. Some terrible changes could not be suppressed by psychological will.

(End of this chapter)