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Chapter 155 The Shadow of the Worm

Leaving aside Tony Stark, who was filled with doubts.

After a cold laugh, Erin decided that he would immediately give the Aston Martin a thorough inspection when he got back.

Then they threw all those little gadgets like GPS devices into the trash can.

He didn't want to be detected by Tony Stark again for no reason.

Tony, on the other end of the phone, seeing that Erin remained silent, had no choice but to awkwardly change the subject:

"Alright, now's not the time for that, brat. This really isn't a place for you..."

As he spoke, Tony Stark's expression also became serious.

Although Erin has some mysterious abilities, Tony clearly doesn't think those so-called amazing abilities can deal with those two irritable big guys not far away.

Even without knowing that Erin was Pepper's nephew, Tony didn't want to see anything happen to the kid, considering that Erin had saved his life several times before.

Before Tony could finish speaking, Erin said, "Don't worry, even if something happens to you, nothing will happen to me. Since I dared to come here, I naturally have ways to protect myself."

As they were talking.

Erin suddenly noticed that in the pool of blood a few meters away from him, there seemed to be several small figures wriggling slightly.

Ok?

What is that?

Upon closer inspection, Erin quickly discovered that the writhing, twisted figures writhing in the pool of blood were actually tiny worms.

At this moment, those few white and tender little worms were lying in the pool of blood, emitting faint "huffing" sounds.

It seemed as if they were drinking blood from a pool of blood.

Where did these worms come from?

After glancing at the worms with slight confusion, Erin witnessed a horrifying scene.

Right under Erin's nose.

In just a few breaths.

The worms, having drunk large amounts of blood, seemed to be saturated with it, expanding rapidly like inflating balloons, their tough outer skin taut.

From a distance, these well-fed worms look like balloons that have been inflated to the brim.

It seems that you could easily puncture the slightly reddish, supple insect skin with just a gentle poke.

"puff!!!"

"Pfft, bang..."

No.

Without even needing to be poked, those worms with bloated bellies exploded in a gentle breeze.

However, things didn't go as Erin had imagined.

When these worms exploded, what splattered out wasn't flesh and blood, but even smaller worms.

Almost every bursting worm split into dozens of tiny worms of varying sizes.

In just over ten seconds, the number of worms in the pool of blood increased dozens of times.

"What the hell are these worms...?"

Erin, who quickly realized that there was something wrong with these worms, couldn't help but recall the terrifying disaster that Ms. Christine had just described.

Could these worms be the disaster Ms. Christine was referring to?

Thinking of this, Erin frowned slightly.

"Pfft..."

"Pfft..."

Just as he was wondering, more and more splattering sounds reached Erin's ears.

It was as if Erin was now in a worm's nest, surrounded by worms.

"That voice, could it be...?"

When Erin, who had a bad feeling, turned around and looked around, he immediately noticed that apart from the small pool of blood from before, there was nothing else.

These worms were also seen in various corners of the battlefield.

Look around.

On the battlefield, amidst the scattered pieces of flesh, wriggles of insects occasionally crawled...

Scattered across the battlefield, the severed limbs and broken bones were crawling with grotesque worms...

Those who were smashed to pieces, those who were hit alive by stray bullets, those who fell on top of the corpses scattered across the battlefield...

Some worms even burrowed into the blood-stained car, sucking the blood from the corpses inside and gnawing at their bodies...

Just a moment ago, when Erin stepped into this battlefield, there was not a single worm in sight, but only a few minutes had passed.

These bizarre worms, however, eroded the entire battlefield at an incredible speed.

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Not only Erin, but also many other people have noticed the sounds of these worms as their numbers rapidly increase.

A hapless fellow, hit in the thigh by a stray bullet and unable to evacuate in time, could only drag himself into a nearby alley. He nervously watched the two big guys still fighting outside, praying that they wouldn't come towards him.

Several fat, large worms crawled out from some corner, wriggling and twisting their bodies along the trail of blood that had dripped from him. They quickly climbed up the unfortunate man's trouser leg and then crawled toward his still-bleeding wound.

Noticing the noise coming from his trouser leg, the unlucky guy turned around and saw a worm burrowing into the wound on his thigh.

This horrifying scene startled him.

Who knows what viruses these bugs carry?

He was already unlucky enough to encounter two monsters fighting on his way home from get off work and get hit by a stray bullet; he didn't want to catch some strange disease because of the germs carried by these insects.

"Damn it, get out of my way, you damned insects..."

He had just reached out, intending to pull the disgusting worms out of the wound on his thigh, when...

Unexpectedly, the worm that had burrowed into his wound disappeared completely into the wound with a "whoosh" just as his hand was about to touch it.

Then, from within his wound, a low-frequency hiss of excitement emanated.

"God······"

The unfortunate fellow, who watched helplessly as the worm burrowed into his wound, turned pale with fright.

Then, the next second, a heart-wrenching pain came from his bloody wound.

At the same time, dozens of worms appeared around his injured thigh, constantly surging towards his wound.

"No······"

Upon seeing this, the unlucky fellow's eyes flashed with terror. Then, he let out a scream and, as if he had gone mad, used both hands to violently slap the worms, turning each bloodthirsty worm into a puddle of mud.

His act of self-preservation temporarily eliminated the worms that were still swarming towards him, but it could not stop the worm that had already burrowed into his wound and was sucking his blood.

With a muffled "plop," dozens of tiny worms gushed out from his ruptured wound.

A mournful and desperate wail echoed through the alley.

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That unfortunate injured man was not an isolated case.

After the blood and flesh on the battlefield were completely devoured by the swarming worms.

The blood-craving worms turned their attention to the wounded that were scattered across the battlefield.

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These bloodthirsty, bizarre worms are much stronger than ordinary worms.

But it is still far from comparable to humans.

Even if those people were caught in the crossfire and injured during the battle between the Abomination and the Hulk, they could still easily crush these worms.

A few worms alone could not possibly cause any harm to humans.

But as these tiny figures multiply and gather together, they form a torrent of worms that engulfs humanity.

Human flesh and blood suddenly became extremely fragile in the face of this raging torrent composed of countless worms.

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In the center of the battlefield.

While directing armored vehicles and mech-armed helicopters to engage the Abominations in concentrated fire.

Suddenly, Ross heard a captain shout in a panic:

"General, we've been attacked by worms!"

? ? ? ? ?

Just as Ross was wondering if he had misheard, he turned to look at the captain who had made the report.

The captain, thinking General Ross hadn't heard him clearly, shouted again.

"General, we've been attacked by worms! Two soldiers have already been overwhelmed by them..."

"Fuck!"

He hadn't finished speaking.

Ross angrily went up and kicked him.

"Damn it, it's one thing to be unable to defeat the Hulk and the monster Bronsky turned into, but now you're telling me that my soldiers were attacked by tiny insects, those soft, squishy worms, and even suffered casualties? Are you trying to make me a laughingstock?"

Upon hearing this, the captain, who had been kicked and staggered by Ross, showed a look of fear on his face and said with a wry smile, "General, it's not our fault. There are just too many of those damned worms. The bullets we carry are simply not enough to form an effective counterattack. You can see for yourself at a glance."

As he spoke, the captain pointed behind him.

Behind the captain, a giant wave of worms appeared on the street, consisting of countless wriggling worms. The wave had already swept across half the street and was engulfing the injured and disabled people who had been injured in the accident.

If the worm torrent hadn't been moving at a relatively slow pace, those injured people with mobility issues probably wouldn't have had a chance to escape at all.

Meanwhile, at the forefront of this worm horde, several soldiers wielding submachine guns were frantically unleashing their bullets at the worm horde before them.

Powerful submachine gun bullets are extremely dangerous and deadly to most living things on Earth.

But when faced with this surging tide of worms, they appeared exceptionally insignificant.

After the bullets, carrying powerful kinetic energy, plunged into the swarm of worms, each shot killed dozens or even hundreds of worms, splattering the fluids they expelled everywhere.

But faced with this wave of countless worms, the bullets fired were like stones sinking into the sea, unable to create any ripples.

The surging tide of worms was not hindered in the slightest by the bullets.

It continued to devour those federal soldiers.

Behind those federal soldiers, an armored vehicle was crawling with swarms of worms.

Countless worms gathered together, writhing wildly.

This absurd and terrifying scene sent chills down General Ross's spine.

Even those who don't suffer from trypophobia will experience intense physical discomfort upon seeing this scene.

General Ross instinctively cursed, "Shit! This is some kind of damn worm?!"

Just then.

A small missile with trailing tail fins struck the advancing swarm of worms in an instant.

"boom!"

The next second, a blinding flame ignited in the surging tide of worms, burning countless worms to ashes.

Followed by.

A ferocious shockwave directly shattered most of the surging worm tide, tearing countless worms into countless fragments.

This small missile was launched by Tony Stark.

Upon seeing the waves of worms, he instantly realized how troublesome they were.

This is a terrifying number.

Apart from a few powerful small missiles specifically prepared for the Abominations, his other weapons were completely ineffective in eliminating the worms.

and so.

Upon seeing the swarm of worms begin attacking the survivors on the battlefield, Tony decisively chose to use missiles to stop the dangerous worms.

General Ross and his men on the ground, upon witnessing this scene, were quickly inspired.

General Ross yelled at the captain beside him, "Idiot, bullets don't work! Why don't you use grenades, bombs, and missiles on those damned worms?"

Those weapons can't kill the Abomination and the Hulk with their incredible defense, but can't they kill those disgusting worms?

"Yes, sir!"

Just as the captain understood the effect Ross wanted and was about to rally his men to attack the worms,

Not far away on the street, the worm tide that had been blasted apart gathered together once again.

The corpses of the worms that died in the flames and explosions were used as nourishment by the insect shadows behind them, and they grew rapidly by using those corpses.

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same.

On the rooftop of that building.

Tony Stark watched the rapidly rising tide of worms.

His expression turned grim.

Damn it.

These bugs are so difficult to deal with!

Because of the rushed arrival and the limited space in the Mark IV armor, Tony Stark's Slayer Stone didn't carry many powerful weapons.

The high-powered, custom-made missiles he carries are becoming increasingly rare.

Every time he uses one of these missiles, his inventory is reduced by one.

If Tony Stark had fewer of his stockpiles, he wouldn't be confident in dealing with the Abomination and fulfilling his role as a support.

Thinking about this...

Tony Stark immediately connected to General Ross's walkie-talkie.

Then, through General Ross's walkie-talkie, he said, "General Ross, I hope you can quickly assemble a batch of weapons that can effectively strike these worms. I have a feeling that if we don't deal with those disgusting worms properly, the damage they cause may be far more terrifying than those two big guys."

(End of this chapter)