The journey of creation from fantasy to reality

In this environment without the change of the sun and moon, the passage of time is not felt at all.

The team felt that a very long time had passed, but they did not encounter any other creatures, and nothing strange happened.

Even the monster they saw before was no longer seen.

As time went on, even if everyone was an elite, they gradually became restless and gradually relaxed their vigilance towards the surroundings.

"When can we get out?

Could it be that the whole Shenzhou is wrapped in this damn light?"

After turning around a dead old tree, someone finally couldn't help but curse.

However, just as he cursed and relaxed his vigilance, a tentacle with slippery mucus suddenly stretched out from the ground under his feet and pierced his body directly.

"Uh I"

The man just opened his mouth and spit out a word with difficulty, and his head tilted and he completely lost his voice.

Moreover, his body was shrinking rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Shoot!"

Blair, who was also shocked by the scene before him, was the first to react. He immediately shouted and pulled the trigger in his hand.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Da Da Da!"

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

Bullets hit the tentacle that pierced the soldier's body, making a dull sound.

However, that was just that. Apart from scratching a little bit of the tentacle's skin, it did not cause any other damage to it.

However, the pain that should be there was still there.

At this time, the tentacle began to sweep randomly because of the pain in its body, and directly threw the mummy that was pierced by it out.

"Bang! Bang!"

Moreover, all the trees swept by the tentacles were broken in an instant, and flew out violently, making a dull sound.

"Puff!"

"Ah~!"

Because of the close distance, facing such a large-scale random attack, obviously not everyone can dodge it.

Accompanied by a scream, someone was hit hard and flew out, and then hit by a huge tree. He just twitched twice and then there was no movement. Obviously, he was in danger.

And the injured soldier who survived before was no longer spared under this round of fierce attack by the tentacles.

Being hit directly from top to bottom by the huge tentacles, he was more than half shorter in an instant. Obviously, it was difficult to survive.

Seeing his team members being swept by the tentacles one after another and died on the spot.

Although everyone had anticipated the current situation and prepared to die when they first entered here.

Which of these elite teams had not really experienced life and death battles and fought on the battlefield filled with gunpowder and smoke?

However, when Blair saw his former teammates dying tragically in front of him, he was still furious.

"Get down!"

While Blair was shouting, he threw a high-explosive grenade at the dancing tentacle.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the tentacle was no longer just slightly injured.

Even though its defense was amazing, it was still blown out with a huge wound, and streams of black mucus flowed out.

This time, the tentacle seemed to be frightened and quickly retracted into the ground.

After waiting for a long time, seeing that the tentacle did not appear again, Blair and others slowly got up and looked at the mess in front of them. They were still scared and a little sad.

This time, there were only five or six people left in their team.

In addition, two people were seriously injured. They were lying on the ground leaning against a dry tree, grinning with Blair and others, looking at the place where the tentacle disappeared.

There was a deep pit where the tentacle disappeared, which obviously led to the tentacle itself.

And around the pit, there was a large piece of black mucus.

Looking at this, Blair gestured to a team member.

Although the team member hesitated, he still moved forward cautiously.

And Blair and others were also holding their weapons and vigilantly covering for him.

When the team member carefully came to the hole where the tentacle disappeared, he leaned in and looked inside for a moment, then shook his head to Blair and others, indicating that there was no trace of the tentacle.

Then, the team member began to retreat.

Of course, although it has been confirmed that the tentacles have disappeared, everyone is still very vigilant and has not relaxed much.

And the team member who was slowly retreating suddenly paused slightly, and felt that he seemed to have stepped on something slippery under his feet.

Instinctively, he slowly lowered his head and glanced at his feet.

This one glance was enough to horrify him

Because what he was stepping on was a pool of black slime that was constantly wriggling.

The moment he saw the black slime, a sense of horror surged into his heart, and his body trembled slightly and stiffened.

Before he could break free from the fear that made him unable to move, the black mucus that was only slowly moving seemed to come alive at this moment, and quickly gathered at his feet.

And it began to spread to his calves and wrapped around them, and this was just the beginning. After the black mucus wrapped around his calves, it began to quickly spread to his thighs and the whole body.

"Help, help, help me!"

After the black mucus wrapped around his calves, the soldier, who was already unable to move, immediately suppressed the fear in his heart and began to call for help tremblingly.

However, he seemed to be in a nightmare, and he spoke with great difficulty, but his voice was like a mosquito, and even he could hardly hear it clearly, let alone Blair and others in the distance behind him.

"Hartl! Hartl!"

As if he had noticed something, Blair's expression moved slightly, and he immediately shouted loudly.

However, Hartl did not say a word, but turned his head mechanically and stiffly.

However, although the movement of turning his head was slow, he never stopped until he faced everyone.

"Crack! Crack!"

And everyone could even faintly hear the sound of the bones in Hartl's neck breaking.

Well, it's rare for someone's head to turn 180 degrees and still have intact cervical vertebrae.

Looking at Hartl's expression full of fear, despair, and a hint of hope.

In addition, there were traces of black stains on his face, slowly creeping and spreading.

How could Blair and the others not understand what happened?

Hartl was parasitized at this time!