Infinite Anime Transformed into Sky Striker

96. Return to the Bed Master City, a mountain of smiling corpses!

The streets, shrouded by a vast shadow, reeked of decay and death.

Among the broken walls and ruins, broken whispers rose and fell, like the echoes of hell lingering in the ruins.

“It hurts…it hurts so much…”

"Mom...save me..."

"Shota...where are you...I miss you so much..."

"Hehe... Big brother, come and play with me..."

"It's so dark here... I'm so scared... so scared..."

These sounds were mixed with a creepy noise - as if flesh and blood were wriggling in the mud, sticky and heavy, like countless rotten limbs squeezing and tearing each other.

Under the ruins, two men huddled in the rubble, their hands tightly covering their mouths. Sweat mixed with dust slid down their pale faces, their eyes filled with uncontrollable fear.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the end of the street, with an eerie intimacy: "Brother Kun...Brother Kun, don't leave me...Where did you go...I'm so scared..."

The two men's hair stood on end and their hearts almost stopped beating.

They recognized the voice - it was a newcomer who had just joined the main god space, had great potential, and had just been recruited as a teammate.

This was the first time the four of them fought side by side, but just ten minutes ago, they witnessed with their own eyes that the young man was devoured by an indescribable monster, leaving no trace of his flesh and blood.

This voice couldn't possibly be his!

Ten minutes ago——

In the dimly lit base room, the three people's tense shoulders relaxed a little.

"This mission is a zombie-type one—the hardest to encounter, but also the best for racking up points."

Brother Kun, wearing a large gold chain, bit his cigarette between his teeth and squinted his eyes at the street outside the window, which had been shrouded in a 'dark cloud'. "But our luck isn't very good... The mission prompt mentioned special infected bodies. A tidal wave of ordinary zombies isn't a problem, but if it's mutants... it's hard to say. We could suffer a great loss if we're not careful. After all, those viruses are quite formidable."

He turned to look at the young man next to him and said in a low voice, "Xiao Zhang, don't be reckless. Follow us closely."

"Don't worry, Brother Kun!" The young man rubbed his hands coquettishly, "I will never show off my strength and will never drag the team down!"

at this time--

.....Rustle.....Rustle.....

There was a faint noise outside the door.

It sounded like the subtle friction of some sticky object wriggling, or like the muffled sound of fat being squeezed.

But as the wind blew away, the movement disappeared without a trace.

The three people in the room instantly tensed up.

Brother Kun's hand silently pressed the hunting knife at his waist, and a faint energy halo appeared on the fingertips of another teammate - a senior reincarnation who had survived three missions would not miss any details.

Although Xiao Zhang was a newcomer, he subconsciously tightened the dagger in his hand, his throat rolled, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Then, there was a knock on the door, dull and rapid, as if knocking at their heartbeats.

"I'm back, open the door quickly!" A rough voice came from outside the door, so familiar that it made people feel relieved.

"It's Brother Wang." Xiao Zhang let out a long sigh, a relaxed smile on his face, and walked towards the door impatiently.

Brother Kun relaxed, but he couldn't help but frown when he saw Xiao Zhang was so unprepared. The sound outside the door must be correct in the zombie world, but if it was in a weird world, the sound outside the door would not be credible.

His voice was low, "Xiao Zhang, stay alert at all times!"

"I know, Brother Kun!" Xiao Zhang waved his hands, his tone nonchalant, "The door outside is clearly Brother Wang's—"

With the click of the door lock, the door slowly opened. Xiao Zhang's voice stopped abruptly, and his pupils contracted violently, as if he had seen some indescribable horror.

"Outside the door...it's clearly Brother Wang's voice..."

His relaxed voice became forced and trembled with fear.

At the same time, a strong stench came in from the direction of the door.

Brother Kun and another senior expert felt their hearts tighten, and they stood up straight suddenly, holding their weapons tightly, but because of the angle they could not see the scene outside the door.

Not right.

They saw that Xiao Zhang's face was losing color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Xiao Zhang, what's wrong?" Brother Kun said in a low voice, with anxiety in his voice.

"Outside the door...it's clearly Brother Wang's voice..."

Xiao Zhang's voice was filled with tears. He slowly turned his head to reveal a pale face with a stiff smile on it, but his whole face was distorted by fear and despair.

His body slowly retreated—

next second.

Countless rotten arms suddenly rushed in from outside the door and wrapped around Xiao Zhang's body like sticky tentacles!

He was dragged out the door before he even had time to scream!

silence.....

Immediately afterwards——

Click, click, click...

The sound of chewing, the crisp sound of broken bones mixed with the sticky sound of swallowing, seemed as if countless mouths were frantically biting something outside the door.

"—!"

The two remaining people in the room froze, their pupils shrank, their hair stood on end, and they stared at the door motionlessly.

"run!"

.........

"Hey... Hey, Brother Kun, I found you..."

The voice came closer, with a creepy smile, like a whisper squeezed from deep in the throat.

The sound of flesh wriggling became clearer and clearer, and the sticky friction sound kept getting closer until it echoed above their heads.

Both of their nerves were stretched to the limit, their pupils dilated with fear, and their breathing became rapid.

"run!"

One of them roared, and the two of them suddenly jumped up from the rubble, running forward with all their strength, the soles of their shoes slipping in the blood and dust.

While running, one of them couldn't help but glance back - this glance almost made his legs go weak and he collapsed to the ground.

"W...why...what kind of monster is that?!"

Behind them, a twenty-story dark shadow slowly approached, like a living nightmare.

It was not just a monster, but a mountain of corpses made up of countless bodies. Rotting flesh and broken bones squirmed and entangled in the sunlight, emitting a disgusting stench.

Countless broken limbs twisted and merged, slowly forming a huge, cracked mouth. The corners of the mouth rose strangely, like a mockery, or a greedy grin.

On the mountain of corpses, every remaining human mouth whispered, the voices overlapping into a chorus of despair: "It hurts... It hurts so much..."

"Brother Kun...wait for me...don't leave me..."

........

As they got closer, they finally arrived above Bedzhu City, and Lingyi finally saw clearly the things wriggling among the tall buildings.

She released Hamp's manifestation and landed on the roof of a tall building with Patchouli, and together they looked down at the monster below.

Those were mountains of corpses, mountains of smiling corpses.

The mouths on the pile of corpses were still murmuring the voices of those corpses when they were alive.

"...How disgusting..."

Patchouli's face looked a little ugly.

Ling Yi was also shocked.

"No.....What the hell is this? Is this something that should appear in Resident Evil?"

written request for leave--

One of the things the author had to try - a leave request

My friend from Xinjiang came to visit me in Chengdu. I couldn't update in time to entertain him. I drank quite a bit and am still a bit hazy. I'm taking a day off today and will update as normal tomorrow.

97. The Mountain of Corpses That Will Give Birth to Wisdom (Zero: Oh, this is amazing! I’ll chop it up!)

Lingyi stood among the ruins of the city, her emerald eyes scanning the empty streets.

The mountains of corpses and seas of blood that she had once piled up with her own hands were gone, replaced by a series of horrifying living creatures - mountains of corpses made of countless rotting flesh and blood, wriggling, grinning, and emitting a suffocating stench.

They were no longer static relics of death, but living nightmares, their twisted limbs twitching in the sunlight, their split mouths whispering heart-wrenching whispers.

This strange change made a hint of curiosity flash in Lingyi's eyes.

She did not rush to act, but worked with Patchouli to teleport all the survivors in the city to a safe place.

After confirming that the innocent people had been evacuated, she and Patchouli came to the largest mountain of corpses.

"Please help me...it hurts..."

"It's so cold... so dark... Mom, where are you..."

“Hungry… so hungry… want to eat…”

“Friends…it’s so delicious…”

The originally low murmur of the pile of corpses suddenly became high-pitched, like an awakened evil spirit.

Countless rotten arms protruded from the surface of the flesh mountain, like wriggling tentacles, scratching at the air randomly.

Twisted faces were revealed in the cracks of flesh and blood, with empty eye sockets and gaping mouths interweaving into a chorus of despair.

The entire mountain of corpses began to slowly wriggle, the ground cracked under its weight, and sticky blood plasma oozed out from the bottom, leaving a scarlet trail.

Ling Yi frowned. "The style of this thing...it seems completely out of place in this world, doesn't it?"

The virus actually reconnected these completely dead corpses - this is not incredible. It is very likely that a special individual zombie devoured these corpses, and these corpses turned into part of that special individual.

but......

"What's with this puny intelligence? These corpses clearly have no souls, yet they can make different sounds depending on the environment, even using the deceased's living voices to lure prey."

"Pachi?" Lingyi turned to his companions. "What do you think? Are these corpses evolving intelligence? But I can't sense any soul fluctuations. Or are they being controlled by some force?"

This seems unscientific, and Lingyi suspects that it is caused by the power of the mysterious side.

The purple-haired witch silently took out a pair of glasses and put them on, and her whole body exuded an even stronger scholarly aura.

A mysterious magic circle flowed before her eyes.

Through the eyes of truth, she saw a different scene:

"The sprouts of wisdom... are forming." Patchouli's voice sounded like she was reading a research report. "There's no trace of magic left behind. It's indeed a newborn soul, but only the equivalent of a four-month-old embryo, like... a seed buried in the ground, about to sprout."

She paused, her gaze shifting from the pile of corpses to Ling Yi. "If we allow it to continue growing, a true soul should emerge in a few months, and it will also possess a more complex intelligence."

"Is this scene caused entirely by a virus? That's incredible."

This zombie virus is indeed something.

Thinking of this, Ling Yi cut the entire mountain of corpses in half with one sword, and then cut it in half with another sword.

The mountain of corpses that had been chopped into pieces began to collapse, and those strange whispers all turned into wails and screams.

Life force is rapidly draining away from the mountain of corpses.

"I thought you were going to keep them for experiments."

Patchouli said with some surprise.

"I would like to do an experiment, but I know I don't have the ability. And ultimately, this is all because of the virus. If I only have the virus, I can do experiments anytime in the future."

"Right."

Patchouli's fingertips paused slightly, and a hint of alertness flashed in her purple eyes.