old dream

Chapter 348 Holy Communion Blood
Jurgen rushed towards the exit of Gallo Hall almost rolling and crawling.

From the beginning to the end, it was only a few breaths, but no one around could make a sound.Among the nine spies on duty in Gallo Hall, he is the only one left who is still running.

In the huge opera hall, silence was restored for a while, and it seemed that only the sound of my own footsteps, heartbeat, and panting sounded as if I would suffocate at any time.

Up to now, Jurgen's mind is completely numb. He only wants to leave here as soon as possible, and dare not think about what is behind the silence.But at this moment, the soles of his feet stumbled, and he lost his balance and fell forward to the ground. Even if he supported the ground with his hands in time, the time was still delayed.

He glanced back annoyedly, and then, his heart missed half a beat.Because the fall just now was not because he didn't walk steadily, but because his ankle had been caught by something.

"Ah!—Ah!"

Jurgen suddenly cried out in terror, his voice short and sharp.Driven by the survival instinct, he turned his head and desperately crawled forward with both hands, regardless of what was holding him, while the remaining leg kept kicking on the floor.But it was futile, no matter how desperately he crawled forward, his whole body was undoubtedly being slowly dragged backward.The exit was almost at hand, but it was getting farther and farther away from him.

"Bastard! Bastard!"

Jurgen struggled with all his strength, but his body was still lifted alive.Because it was the left ankle that was grabbed, he was hung upside down in midair with his head down, struggling and dangling, like a leather water bag with a narrow mouth being carried in midair.But why is it so high? !Jurgen desperately stretched his hands down to grab something again, but he couldn't reach the ground anyway. Even if he stretched his arms, the difference was at least thirty or forty centimeters—why is it so high? !

Hanging upside down, he could only try his best to arch his body and look at the monster grabbing his ankle with difficulty.Even if the field of vision is reversed and looked from bottom to top, it can be seen that it is a thing that barely has a humanoid outline, an ominous black figure, whose height and proportions of limbs are obviously not human, like a "black streamer" like hair Restlessness covered the whole body.

Because he was facing away from the lights on the stage, or fortunately, Jurgen could not see its face and eyes at all, but he could still feel that it was looking at him, that its gaze was coming from him. Swept over.

And what kind of gaze is that?

There is indeed suppressed brutal anger in that gaze, but if you feel that it is angry with you because of this, then you think too highly of yourself.Do humans get mad at roadside weeds?Won't.So no matter what you do, it's not enough to make it angry.However, there are indeed many people in the world who cannot control their emotions, and will trample on flowers and plants to vent their anger when they are angry.And after stepping on them, most of them will turn their heads curiously to check the tragedy they left behind, or see how a tough grass stalk stands upright again amidst the mess.

What Jurgen felt at this moment was this kind of curiosity that made his hair stand on end.

The monster stretched out its other hand and fiddled with his body twice, so all the bones in Jurgen's ankle were shattered, and only a few tendons remained between the sole of the foot and the leg, and he continued to hang him. in mid-air.The piercing pain made Jurgen's lips turn gray, and his whole body twitched.But he still raised his hands convulsively to the monster.Whether he was running for his life in a hurry, or just now when he was struggling to the death, he never dropped the pistol in his hand. Years of training finally left his instinct.Jurgen pulled the trigger desperately.Every silver-killing bullet hit, but the monster didn't react decently until the magazine was emptied.

Finally, it seemed to get bored.

Hanging down the alien arm, the monster turned around and walked towards the iron cage.So Jurgen's body dragged directly on the ground, like a dilapidated doll being dragged away by a little girl.

It wasn't until after walking a few steps that the monster didn't seem to remember the existence of the spy just now, so it dusted off its hands.

Chill-

Jurgen was thrown out and stuck to the wall.

There were no screams, but a thin layer of plasma was smeared on the huge arc wall of the opera hall.

Then Boyd Ives returned to the iron cage, raised his head with an empty stomach, and looked at the ten invisible doors that hadn't been fully closed.

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Colin remained conscious while Bond Elvis took over.He watched what his body was doing through the lens of No. 1, but there was no way to stop it.The sound, picture, taste, and touch of the human body being broken, all seem to be close in front of your eyes, but they are extremely far away, so far away that you seem to be experiencing someone else's nightmare.

This was the first time that Bod Aves had such violent emotions, and it was also the first time that Colin was completely taken over by the Pale Earth when he was almost fully awake.In the past, the seizures all happened when Colin was asleep or unconscious, and his behavior was very well-behaved, at most it only affected his usual rest.

So now, Colin really understands that in addition to the caring and nurturing side of Bod Ives, there is always a hostile and destructive side hidden deep in his heart.

As the negative pole that balances the entire world, she has been the dual source of all life and fear long before she was covered up and stigmatized by "Yi", the son of the sun.

The reckless counterattacks of the spies were not fruitless. Although Bod Ives didn’t feel it, Colin’s body had already been severely injured. Not only was he shot in multiple places all over his body, perhaps even his right liver ruptured with the blow. up.Moreover, under the extrusion and stretching of Jingtu, all the limbs and torso were severely distorted and deformed. This is an unspeakable pain. Every bone and muscle in the whole body seems to be screaming. I am afraid that even the cruelest Capital punishment cannot be compared with it.

But even though the severe pain almost knocked him unconscious, his body continued to walk towards the iron cage.Among the blurred flesh and stumps all over the floor, Colin vaguely saw Kane and the woodland man lying on the ground.Did they fail?Colin thought dazedly, but this was just a trivial thought flashing through his mind, because he still had to do his best to maintain the existence of consciousness.

Colin's intuition in the haze told him that this loss of control might be different from any other time in the past. If he couldn't hold on to sleep at this time, he might never wake up again.

After Brad Ives has eaten the communion and blood of the giant golden bird, who can guarantee that it won't be his turn next?
The monster quietly looked at the iron cage in front of him, and the fat and old agent in the iron cage.After a while, the black streamer that spread all over his body began to shrink consciously, and soon Colin's body was re-exposed.

But his consciousness has not recovered in the slightest.For Bold Elvis' powerful intentions did not recede, but simply passed from this place in the physical world to another dimension.

There is the place where the ten doors are located.

(End of this chapter)