pjbooks Chapter 398 So, you're comparing who gets more people, huh?
Chapter 398 So, you're comparing who gets more people, huh?
"Outsider, you shouldn't be here."
That dry voice echoed in Lin Fan's mind, carrying a sense of condescending judgment.
Lin Fan picked at his ear, looking impatient.
Speak like a human being, don't be like a riddle teller, I don't understand.
ridicule.
A blatant mockery.
The blurry figure seemed to pause for a moment, as if it had never been so offended before.
The next moment, a surge of immense anger, like a volcanic eruption, exploded in Lin Fan's mind.
"Blasphemer...you will pay the price for your ignorance!"
The dry voice turned sharp, and the figure in the priest's robe suddenly raised his hands and began chanting an ancient incantation that Lin Fan couldn't understand at all.
As he chanted, the surrounding gray mist seemed to receive a command and frantically converged in front of him.
The fog churns, compresses, and condenses.
Gradually, one monster after another, made of gray flesh and twisted limbs, was "squeezed" out of the mist.
They come in all shapes and sizes; some resemble a mass of writhing rotten flesh, while others have insect-like segmented limbs. But without exception, they all exude an aura of chaos and violence.
In the blink of an eye, an army of hundreds of monsters gathered in front of the mountain of flesh, staring menacingly at Lin Fan.
The priest in his robes stopped chanting, and his smooth face turned toward Lin Fan.
"Blasphemer, now feel despair."
Looking at the hastily assembled monster in front of him, Lin Fan's face revealed a strange expression.
He was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing as if he had heard the funniest joke.
"Hahaha……"
"this one?"
He pointed at the group of monsters, then looked at the figure in the priest's robe, his eyes filled with the pity one might show for a fool.
"I thought you had some amazing trick up your sleeve, but after all this, this is all you show me?"
"You call this summoning? You want to compete with me in calling up numbers?"
The figure in the priest's robe seemed to be completely enraged by his arrogant attitude, and the invisible mental fluctuations became violent.
However, Lin Fan did not give it a chance to continue its attack.
He stopped smiling, his expression turned cold, and he simply snapped his fingers lightly.
"Smack."
The crisp sound was exceptionally clear in the deathly silence of the gray fog.
The next second, the area behind Lin Fan, which had been stained black by his power, also began to boil violently.
Darkness, a darkness deeper and purer than the gray fog, surged forth like a tide.
But then, figures emerged from the darkness.
The first to appear were those tall nurses, dressed in uniforms stained with dark red blood, their faces wrapped in thick gauze, revealing only a strange smile.
Their steps were stiff and distorted, and the scalpels and bone saws in their hands, gleaming with a cold light, drew streaks of blood in the darkness.
Then came several burly men carrying huge machetes and wearing massive, rusty triangular headgear.
They emerged from the darkness with heavy steps.
With each step, the ground seemed to tremble. The sheer violence and oppressive force caused a slight disturbance among the gray monsters opposite them.
But this is just the beginning.
"Rusting..."
The dense, swarming sounds and countless black beetles, like a black carpet, spread out from the dark realm.
They covered the ground, climbed up the ruptured cocoons of flesh, and wherever they went, even the space seemed to be ignited by the blood-red flames.
In an instant, an even more bizarre and terrifying monster army appeared behind Lin Fan.
The air seemed to freeze at that moment.
The priest in the opposite robes, his smooth face facing Lin Fan's monster army, froze completely.
It seemed completely unprepared that Lin Fan could also summon monsters, and that the things he summoned were even more sinister than its own creations!
"What? Stunned?"
Lin Fan grinned upon seeing this, revealing a set of white teeth.
"I love your naive and innocent nature."
"Kill...kill...him..."
Upon hearing his mockery, the figure in the priest's robe snapped out of his shock and issued an exasperated mental command.
"roar--!"
As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of gray monsters roared and charged towards Lin Fan.
Seeing this, Lin Fan simply raised his chin lazily.
"superior."
All it takes is a simple thought.
The Silent Hill Legion behind him then sprang into action.
"boom--!"
There were no tactics, no formations, only the most primitive and frenzied charges.
The nurses, dressed in blood-stained uniforms, floated towards the enemy lines in a physics-defying manner, like ghosts.
The burly man with the triangular head dragged his enormous machete, slicing through the ground with blinding sparks, charging forward relentlessly.
The black beetle torrent swept away directly.
In an instant, the two torrents collided violently.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only the sickening sound of flesh being torn apart.
It's like the most primal wild beast tearing things apart.
"Pfft!"
Just as a gray, mangled monster lunged at a nurse, the scalpel in her hand transformed into a silver phantom. The next second, the monster was sliced into hundreds of evenly sized pieces of flesh, scattered all over the ground.
"Snap!"
The triangular-headed mangled cleaver swept across, slicing three or four bizarre monsters, along with the ground they stood on, in two with a smooth, mirror-like cut.
Once those fearless beetles come into contact with the gray monster's body, crimson flames will instantly ignite, burning them to ashes from the inside out, leaving only a mournful howl and a wisp of ashes.
This is not a fight at all.
It was a complete massacre.
At this moment, the vast battlefield resembled a meat grinder.
The ground was covered with gray bits of flesh and an unknown viscous liquid, and the air was filled with a nauseating smell that was a mixture of rot and burnt odor.
The priest in his robes stared blankly at the scene before him, somewhat incredulous.
The monster army was routed in less than a minute, suffering heavy casualties.
At this moment, it finally realized that it seemed to have messed with something it shouldn't have.
Seeing that his monsters had suffered heavy losses, he no longer hesitated.
It suddenly turned around, facing the huge, still-breathing mountain of flesh behind it.
Then, under Lin Fan's intrigued gaze, it opened its arms as if embracing its god.
"call out--!"
The next moment, dozens of thick gray pipes on the mountain of flesh shot out like living things, accurately piercing the body of the priest's robe!
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"
Dozens of translucent pipes were deeply embedded in the withered body of the priest's robe.
Instead of blood flowing out, visible gray energy surged wildly into its body through the pipes.
"Uh... Ahhh..."
As if suffering some kind of pain, the Buddha let out a dry, hissing roar.
The next moment, under Lin Fan's horrified gaze, the figure began to expand and mutate in an extremely terrifying way.
Its body surface is covered with lumps of varying sizes, and on the surface of these lumps, the faces of those suffering become even clearer.
Its limbs were stretched and twisted, and its skin turned into a tough, grayish-white keratin layer like rock.
The originally blurred face began to melt and recombine, eventually forming a hideous face with only one huge eye.
In just over ten seconds, the withered priest transformed into a humanoid monster over five meters tall, covered in fleshy growths and horny armor.
Its connection to the Mountain of Flesh remained unbroken; those umbilical cord-like channels continued to supply it with energy...