Sister is missing, black technology slaughters all races

Chapter 29: Ten breaths of slaughter, bloody hell.

Every frame, every memory, seems to be torturing the soul.

Once upon a time, these people were blinded by desire and ignored everything.

Now, when the iron fist of reality hits hard, those false greedy thoughts instantly vanish.

Only the most primitive desire for survival is still burning in my heart.

The afternoon sunlight not only failed to produce any warmth, but instead there was an undercurrent of inexplicable gloom and chill.

Driven by greed, the people had frightened eyes.

At this moment, they were fleeing in a panic among the city buildings like a stray dog.

Their faces were distorted, covered in cold sweat, and their eyes flickered with fear.

It seems that every ray of light that cuts through the sky is the scythe of the god of death, about to reap lives.

Some people who were so frightened that their legs had already gone limp, and they kept crying and begging for mercy.

"No... no!"

"Please! Let me go!"

"Ahhhh! I don't want to die!"

"I won't dare to do that again! I won't dare to do that again! Father Lin, please let me go this time!"

"..."

Amidst the cries and shouts, these fallen leaves, as if abandoned by fate, fell helplessly on the cold ground.

The desperate gasps and wails interweave into a sad elegy.

In fact, no matter whether these remnants ran like rabbits or collapsed to the ground, they could not escape the doom that had already been determined.

More than 500 clone workers, holding uniform guns, continuously aiming and pulling the trigger like silent ghosts.

Each of them had an expressionless face and cold eyes, and the laser particle guns held tightly in their hands were shining coldly.

It was like the arrival of the god of death, heralding an irresistible judgment.

For these clones, the decisions of the "Star Spirits" and Lin Chen's orders are the highest laws above all else.

It cannot be questioned, let alone violated.

"After three minutes, anyone who stays within five kilometers will be killed without mercy."

This cold command has been engraved into the deepest logic of every clone.

Every word is as strong as steel, sonorous and powerful.

There was no hesitation, no mercy, only absolute obedience and firm execution.

The red dot in the sight accurately locks onto every target that is still resisting or struggling to survive.

As the electronic sounds crackled, the laser particle guns spurted out dazzling beams of light, sweeping across the battlefield like a violent storm.

The beam tore through the air, leaving behind blinding trails.

In an instant, it penetrated the bodies of those people and the hot energy exploded in their bodies.

For a moment, sparks flew and screams rang out one after another.

It forms a sharp contrast with the silent night.

In this moment of escape when life and death are hanging by a thread, even those greedy people try their best to escape.

Figures fleeing in panic shuttled through the alleys like frightened birds.

In panic, most people chose to hide behind seemingly solid buildings, hoping to withstand the deadly pursuit.

However, that trace of cold and ruthless, dazzling laser light.

Like the judgment of the god of death, it ignored any physical obstacles and penetrated directly into the thick walls and floors.

With unmatched penetration and accuracy, it ruthlessly blocks every hiding place.

Dazzling tracks were drawn in the air, instantly illuminating the dark corners.

At the same time, the shadow of death is deeply imprinted on every targeted target.

Time seemed to be stretched at this moment, and every second became extremely heavy. Some of the fugitives held their breath, their hearts beating like drums.

The deadly beams of light were approaching step by step, and the omnipresent threat was like an invisible giant net, tightly enveloping them.

Three breaths... five breaths... ten breaths...

everything is over.

In just ten short breaths, this originally bustling area was completely reduced to a living hell.

More than 5,000 people who entered the area driven by greed now all fell under their crazy desire.

The price they paid was their own precious lives.

The bodies were either curled up in the corners, lying on the streets, or half-buried under the rubble...

The once fiery flesh and blood has now turned into cold wreckage, silently telling the story of this tragic massacre.

The air was filled with a suffocating smell.

The burnt smell produced by high temperature burning flesh is strong and pungent.

These unpleasant smells are almost solidified in every inch of space.

It was like the devil's whisper, announcing the coming of this devastating catastrophe.

At this moment, the once prosperous neighborhood has turned into a silent ruin.

Only the burnt smell lingered for a long time, like a elegy.

It echoed sadly in the empty land, showing the world the terrible consequences of greed and arrogance.

at the same time.

In each live broadcast room, there are countless netizens who are also ordinary people.

Moreover, during this short ten breaths, he was so frightened that his whole body was shaking wildly.

My heartbeat was pounding wildly in my ears and fear swept over me like a cold wave.

The dim light from the screen reflected on the terrified face.

Pupils contracted and beads of sweat slid down the taut skin.

At this moment, one could seem to hear the sharp trembling sound penetrating the air and echoing in each room.

Because the more than 500 clone workers moved like precision machines, their shooting was breathtakingly accurate.

And there was no specific attack targeting those live camera devices.

Therefore, during the chaos, a few camera devices were knocked down by the fleeing people in panic.

As a result, the camera instantly fell into darkness, interrupting the shocking horror scene.

But most of the equipment still remains at its post, standing still amidst hundreds of shining laser beams, and continues to faithfully perform its duties.

Of course, one of the reasons is that the efficiency of clone killing is too high.

Or perhaps it was because those thousands of greedy people died too quickly.

It is precisely because of various factors that about 80% of the live broadcast rooms completely covered this sudden and crazy killing.

From the beginning to the end, it was presented perfectly.

On the other hand, Daxia hopes that it is natural for ordinary people to behave in such a miserable state when they suddenly see these horrific scenes.

After all, although all races in this world are fighting for supremacy, the underground battlefields connected by space tunnels are also extremely bloody and killings are constant.

But in the human world, most people have never seen such a horrific scene.

Just like during the war, some people are going through hell while others are still living their daily lives.

Now, with the cruel scene suddenly entering everyone's field of vision, some of the "ostriches" who buried their heads in the ground can no longer remain ignorant.

The outlook on life, world view, and values ​​were all shattered in just ten breaths and quickly reshaped.

A moment later, when the clone employees were ruthlessly cleaning up the scene, the live broadcast rooms were in an uproar.

(End of this chapter)