Within a few dozen meters of the main control room, it has now transformed into a nauseating blood cave.
Scarlet fascia tissue is proliferating wildly, the surface covered with a layer of viscous fluid that constantly drips down.
Countless tentacles of varying thickness emerge, dancing like a frenzy of snakes, writhing and crawling through the wreckage.
It seems as if they intend to re-"stitch" the fractured steel beams and shattered walls together.
The massive gaps blasted open by Fang Cheng and Luo Lie’s combat aftermath are swiftly being filled by this writhing flesh.
Even, these tentacles have begun to silently approach the surviving humans, suddenly launching an attack.
A burst of gunfire erupted.
"Station Chief, what on earth is happening? What do we do now?"
Zhuo Feng, along with a few surviving Hunters, stepping through the slime on the ground painstakingly, found Feng Jincai hiding behind a pillar.
His face, like everyone else’s, was filled with terror.
The series of upheavals tonight had already turned this proud youth, self-proclaimed a genius, into a frightened bird.
At this moment, he placed hope upon this previously disregarded, obese station chief.
"Don’t shoot, save your bullets!"
Feng Jincai commanded in a low voice, stopping his subordinates’ agitation.
Several slick tentacles of flesh were extending towards him.
Yet his obese body suddenly shuddered, the fat on his body rippling like water waves in rapid movement.
An invisible resonance wave rapidly spread out from him as the center, causing the floor tiles beneath his feet and the ceiling overhead to shatter in response.
The tentacles emitted a soundless shriek, turned into a bloody mess by the vibration, and rapidly recoiled back.
Thus establishing a still relatively clean footing.
Zhuo Feng opened his mouth, ready to continue asking questions.
From the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed a nearby corpse twitch, and then stand up with an extremely twisted posture.
A Hunter exclaimed, instinctively raising his gun to aim.
Zhuo Feng’s gaze sharpened.
Only then did he see, a tentacle had pierced the corpse’s back, pulling it upright like a marionette.
Meanwhile, similar scenes were happening all around the ruins.
Whether the guards who had died from the monsters’ assault earlier, or the innocents caught in the impact just now, they all "came back to life" in the same way.
However, these manipulated corpses did not attack, only swayed in place.
Afterwards, at a speed visible to the naked eye, they shriveled up, their essence seemingly sucked out by the tentacles. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novｅlfire.net
In the end, they turned to gray dust and merged into the surrounding fog.
This scene, more horrific than zombie revival, left Zhuo Feng and the others with grave expressions, not knowing what to do.
Feng Jincai took a deep breath and explained solemnly:
"The Inner World is repairing the damaged structure, and due to a lack of energy, it’s extracting from these dead..."
Although he said this, a strong unease surged in his heart.
The commotion was too enormous now, the changes in this world had exceeded his expectations.
What was going on with Jia Sangyi?
Had he successfully broken through to S-Class?
When would he emerge to clean up this mess?
Thoughts flooded in endlessly.
As if connected by intuition, just as he thought of Jia Sangyi, Feng Jincai felt a slight throb between his brows.
A slightly urgent message forcefully entered his mind.
"Old Feng, hurry, stop Luo Lie and that White Owl’s fight!"
Jia Sangyi’s voice sounded somewhat weak, seemingly under immense pressure.
Feng Jincai was taken aback, then questioned in his mind:
"Didn’t you say before to provoke them to fight harder, the harder the better for you?"
Jia Sangyi’s voice paused, mixed with incredulous anger:
"Especially that White Owl, even fiercer than Luo Lie, going all out like a demolition team!"
"The Deep Red Eye is just a newly formed small world, can’t even cover the whole building, can’t withstand such destruction."
"If they continue this, the space will collapse! My Domain is being formed, if forcibly interrupted, I’ll suffer severe backlash!"
Jia Sangyi spoke rapidly:
"Whatever means necessary, stop them immediately, or the plan fails, and we’re both doomed!"
With the last threatening remark, the Spiritual Link was severed.
Feng Jincai called in his mind, but received no response.
Even he, who usually faced everything with a smile, couldn’t help but curse:
"You pushed me to fan the flames, now you’re pushing me to play peacemaker? What do you take me for?"
"Those two monsters aren’t my subordinates, why would they listen to me, fight upon command, stop when told!"
He raised his head angrily, only to find that the fighting figures had vanished.
In their place, a terrifying tornado of debris composed of countless items raged in the depths of the floor.
Office partitions, desks, chairs, computers, metal filing cabinets, even entire ceiling panels...
Everything that came into contact was swept into it, torn apart and shredded into smaller pieces by high-speed rotation.
Through the chaotic storm of debris, one could faintly see two figures engaged in a frantic combat at the center.
Feng Jincai’s eyes widened, swallowing hard:
"Jia Sangyi, you must really think highly of me... Does this look like something that can be stopped?"