Falling into the Abyss

In the face of Adam approaching step by step, and the many other inhumans who stood behind Adam and did not speak, but who were obviously affected by Omega’s inexplicably directed hatred towards him, Ethan knew that the situation had begun to be the worst for him. The direction developed. He vaguely knew that at this time, no matter how powerful or sensible arguments he came up, it was useless. These people needed to find a little control in despair and an angry catharsis for their fear. The person was "selected," probably because of his former status as a government official.

The heart was beating violently in his chest, and the air behind him was icy. The eyes of those inhumans looking at him frightened him more than when he rushed to the mother **** on the red earth. No one in this universe can help him, he doesn't know what this group of people will do.

However, he didn't expect that Jarvan, who had always looked at him uncomfortable at this time, stood up, "It's almost done. When do you say this is useful?"

"We should tie him up as a hostage!" This time it was a Beta who was calling out this time. Not long ago, he politely smiled at him and asked him if he wanted a bottle of beer. He raised his eyebrows and was angry, like a Cat with fried hair.

"Being hostages, we are all inhumane. If the government wants us to throw a nuclear bomb to blow up the forbidden city, it won't be over? As for sending a secretary general or something to us undercover?" Jarvan waved anxiously. "Don't make any fuss, now it's better to think about how they can pull us back."

The other Alpha kicked a chair down with his foot, "What can I do! They didn't even plan to pull us back!"

The non-people quarreled again, and Ethan only felt that there was a noisy dance of demons in front of him, making him want to escape. However, at this moment, there was another violent vibration, even more severe than before. They could hear the steel bending of the space station, and the harsh metal rubbing sound from under their feet, from the top of their heads, and from all directions. Ethan looked along the long and wide space station's main passage that was slowly bending upwards, and found that at the end of the line of sight about a few hundred meters from them, a strange scene appeared. The passage that should have been smooth and straight, seemed to be cut off suddenly, and staggered a few meters to the left, forming a fault. After that fault, everything was twisting in a clockwise or counterclockwise direction. He saw the furniture flying, and the indestructible hard steel dancing like noodles. He almost thought that there was something wrong with his eyes, but no matter how he rubbed it, his eyes hurt. The weird and deformed space in front of him still existed, even spreading in their direction.

The original clear white light was suddenly replaced by bright and nervous blood red, and Lyme's alarm sounded, "We have encountered a strong spatial abnormality, please evacuate everyone to the south immediately!"

In the sharp sirens, non-people stared at the rapidly approaching twisted space, screaming hoarse. They hurriedly turned around and ran in the opposite direction. Ethan noticed that the impending distortion did not propagate at a certain average speed, but in an unpredictable jumpy way. Sometimes it spreads very slowly, or even motionless, but suddenly it jumps forward more than ten or twenty meters.

Maybe in the next instant, it will leap forward several hundred meters, swallowing all of them.

He retracted his gaze and lowered his head, striding his legs desperately.

Beta, who just said to tie him up, ran slower due to his bulky figure and lack of exercise, and soon fell to the end. Ethan heard him making a weird sound that didn't know whether it was gasping or crying. When he looked back, he happened to see the spreading distortion space catching up with him.

At that moment, from the right leg where he was first caught up, the muscles and bones quickly twisted and turned, twisted like rubber bands, and even the sound of bones breaking and muscle tearing was clearly heard. Feet, calves, thighs, buttocks, lower back, back, shoulders, front chest... His screams are mixed with the sound of tearing flesh and blood, and you can see everything being spaced. The distorted body parts have become something like slime floating in the distorted space. All the molecules that form the skin fat bones are broken up, leaving only a weak gravitational connection, and it is impossible to see that it is originally a human. Body part.

It wasn't until the "infection" spread to his head that he finally stopped screaming. His eyeballs were pushed out of the eye sockets, and then squeezed out by the twisted space like a meat grinder. I don't know if it was blood or something liquid like a cloud of smoke. Spread. His brain turned into a gray tofu brain, tremblingly mixed with the flesh and blood of other parts, and mixed with the reinforced concrete.

After seeing Jeff's death on the Red Earth, Ethan thought he could not see a more terrifying way of death, obviously he was wrong.

So the non-people ran more desperately. They didn't know when the spatial turbulence would stop this time. This universe is not suitable for life to survive. They shouldn't have come here at all, and no one should have come here.

If it weren't for the last instinct for survival, a considerable number of inhumans would have become mentally deranged.

Ethan didn’t know how far he ran with other people. When the rumbling and low roar of the metal twisted around finally died down, he slumped on the ground, breathing in air, his heart beating like he was about to explode. Up. He turned black in front of his eyes, and there was a burst of sweet smell in his throat. Turning his head and looking, he found that a heavy mechanical door had fallen heavily, blocking the road behind them. Rhyme might have done it... Ethan couldn't think too much, and the death of Beta was still clearly stamped in his mind. He knew that starting from today, that terrible scene would accompany the nightmare of his life.

The light in this place is dim, and the four walls are bare steel. There is no ordinary wall that can be used as a screen. It seems to be a place to store supplies. Non-people sitting or lying down, almost all of them slumped on the ground, panting in shock. After a while, Ethan heard Adam crying softly.

"It's over, we're all over! There is no way to communicate, we can only wait to die!"

Another Alpha held him in his arms, seeming to comfort him in a low voice. More people were silent, some biting their lips forcefully, some silently weeping tears, and some venting their anger and punching the wall with their fists. Ethan carefully hid in the corner, compressing his body as much as possible, hoping that no one would notice him...

But Alpha, who was holding Adam, looked up, and stared at Ethan with hateful eyes with a burning killing intent.

Ethan whispered, "shit!"

Sure enough, "Why is this person still here! He caused all this! Throw him out!"

His roar won the agreement of several people.

"Yes! This is what broke the universe was made by the Energy Administration!"

"The running dog! Throw him out!"

"Sacrifice him to the great evil god, maybe it will spare us! He shouldn't have returned from the red earth!"

Ethan looked at Jarvan with the last glimmer of hope. However, the latter seemed to be a little unsure of his position during the too strong visual impact just now, and looked at him with a complicated vision.

Ethan didn't know that his lips were shaking, so he could only shake his head, "No... it's not me..."

Soon the threats were more than just verbal. The first to pull him out of the corner by his back collar was a black-haired Alpha, holding him on the ground, shining his stomach. Up is a kick. Ethan screamed, curled up like dried shrimps.

"Hurry up and ask your masters to pull us back! Or I will beat you to death!"

"Yeah! Are you not good at talking to that doctor? Go talk to him!" Another Beta also shouted. More and more Alpha and Beta people gathered, punching and kicking Ethan. Ethan put his arms around his head tightly, unable to tell where he was being attacked. He felt the air in his lungs be beaten out, unable to breathe, the smell of blood in his mouth. He felt his hair being pulled up, his face slapped a few times, and his glasses flew out.

His face was bloody, he lay on the ground very embarrassedly, begging quietly, "Stop...Stop...Sorry..."

He didn't know why he was sorry, but at the center of such a strong hatred, he could no longer think rationally.

"Look! He apologized! It means he admits that he is a spy!"

"Apologize for nothing! We are all going to die!"

"Throw him out and let him die first!"

"It's better to make me feel good before letting him die! I heard that Samuel likes him so much, I want to see what he can do!"

"Enough!" Jarvan suddenly shouted.

All the noise instantly fell silent, and all eyes focused on Ethan temporarily shifted to Jarvan. Ethan lay on the ground, trembling, thinking about being saved?

Jarvan looked around at the distorted faces, the trust in those eyes was much less, but instead brought dissatisfaction and provocation. There was even an Alpha staring at him and asking, "You don't mean to help him speak! Can't you see such an obvious fact! Humph, you have such a compassionate heart, why don't you bless you Omega and his concubine? what!"

At this time when everyone hates one person together, no one can tolerate different opinions, even the leader. They want him to die, to listen to his screams, to see him running out of fright, because he deserves it. The people they hate should die, and whoever prevents them from achieving their goals is the enemy.

Jarvan directly went up and knocked over Alpha, who was utterly insulting. He let out an angry growl, scratched his hair, and lost his calm in his eyes. He slammed a punch on an iron box, and a little dent was hanging on it.

"If you want to throw him out, do it quickly and stop beating people." He said at last.

Hope was shattered in front of his eyes, and Ethan's swollen eyes couldn't even shed tears, but he felt a little embarrassed, and some couldn't understand his current situation. He felt his body being forcibly erected, and someone pressed the door open button on the wall, and then the mechanical door slowly rose in front of him. He saw the messy corridor outside. Although the distorted space did not spread, the dark red warning light reminded him of blood.

He shook his head vigorously, "Don't... don't... I don't want to go out!"

But this is exactly what the other non-people wanted to hear, and they threw him out. His body fell heavily on the cold floor, Ethan endured the pain that permeated his body and climbed up, only to see that they were already sinking. He stumbled up and rushed over, but it was too late. He slammed the heavy door hard, "Let me in! Let me in!"

In fact, thinking about it afterwards, the despair at that time was actually totally unreasonable, because such a space distortion could not be blocked by a door at all. It's the same on this side of the door or there. It's just that when facing death, people always instinctively want to be with more people, as if this can be safer and less afraid. Even if this is just an illusion.

He was so tired that he finally sat down slid against the heavy steel door. In the endlessly spreading red corridor in front of him, there seemed to be invisible ghosts passing by.

When will it come? How much pain will the body be twisted like that?

Have all the communication devices been damaged?

He got up from the ground in a daze and walked along the long path in the direction he had come. Some chaotic winds ran through the corridors, and I haven't heard Lyme's voice for a long time. Is even the main brain damaged?

Finally he found the computer in a room where he didn't know what it was used for, and fumbled to start the somewhat ancient machine. Holding the last hope of survival, he randomly tested between various programs, trying to find a way to connect to the human universe.

When he was at a loss, suddenly the screen of the projection computer flickered, and then a human face appeared.

Flying obliquely into the temple's eyebrows, deep and delicate silver-gray eyes, ivory skin, and the gorgeous red mark on the forehead.

Ethan Wanwan didn't expect to see this face, and the other party also opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"Tanisel!"

"Ethan!"

Almost simultaneously. Ethan had previously felt that Tanithel seemed to automatically haunt a layer of holy light, and seeing him at this moment felt more like seeing a miracle. He hurriedly put his body on the computer desk and eagerly shouted, "Help us! This universe has destroyed the space station! We will die! Let them pull us back!"

"Ethan, I have convinced Dr. Xu that you just have to hold on for another quarter of an hour. You will be fine soon." Tanithel's voice is still so calm and calm, like a deep ocean that will never make waves. He said as if he was about to leave the screen, Ethan forgot that what he was facing was just a projection, and quickly rushed over and stretched out his hand as if to catch him, "Don't go!"

Hearing Ethan's panic yelling, Tanithel stopped and looked over with a little surprise.

Ethan squinted hard at his nearsighted eyes, who couldn't see things clearly, vaguely ashamed, and felt that he couldn't care about anything, "Don't go, I'm the only one here..."

Tanithel just noticed Ethan’s blushing eyes and bleeding nose. His anger was smoldering in his heart. Fortunately, there were no other Alpha tooth marks on his neck, otherwise he might kill Dr. Xu. indefinite……

"Okay, I won't go." Tanithel looked at the green eyes seriously.

Ethan suddenly felt relieved, as if the ominous red around him was not so unbearable. He whispered, not knowing what to say now, so he began to use broken and messy language to describe the spatial turbulence that was chasing them just now. Talking about the dead part of Beta, Tanithel silently raised a finger. Put it in front of your lips.

Ethan then fell silent, only to realize that what he said just now was a bit neurotic.

"Don't be afraid, you are someone who has even touched Entropy. This is just one of the countless universes affected by them." The gentle smile at the corner of Tanisel's eyes melted into the light reflected by his blond hair." Besides, am I here?"

Ethan nodded vigorously, believing what the priest said. That was the last thing he could grasp to keep his consciousness clear.

However, at this moment, the familiar metal twisting and friction sound rushed like thunderous thunder again, and Ethan's face instantly turned pale. He walked to the door of the room with his stiff, staggering body, and looked towards the north.

coming.

It's coming.

Come to devour them.

Ethan hurried back into the house, bumped his body into the computer desk, and collapsed on the chair.

"It's too late..." Ethan murmured, looking up at Tanisel, "After I die, can you help me bring my father and mother a word, just say...just say..."

He "says" several times, but can't say anything. Tanithel also yelled at the people off the screen, and didn't know if he heard what he said.

"Just say...I love them." Ethan finished with a voice that only he could hear, smiled miserably, then closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the extremely cruel and painful death expected.

The author has something to say:

So I discussed with the editor to enter v on Monday, but since it is the last week of the end of the term, a lot of final projects have to be submitted, and the deposits are all used up, so there will be a situation of suspension in the next few days... But on Monday, on the day of entering v, three chapters will be changed at a time... Please forgive me...