Be the Mother of Evil Gods in Another World [MTL]

Ch 8

Everything happened unexpectedly.

The next moment when a bloody male corpse reached into the black mist, his arm vanished.

And when another female corpse pushed over, her whole body was eaten.

The entire carriage suddenly turned into a deep gray black, even if these passengers who had already become puppets did not actually know it, and because of the sluggishness of the bus itself, the collective movement slowed down.

The black mist spread like flames, wisps and entanglements, spreading rapidly at a speed that was beyond the reach of the naked eye, like a torch thrown on a pile of oil, and in an instant, it spread over everything in the carriage.

It was a black flame, carrying the power of the evil gods, entwining, licking, sticky, clinging to everything, blending into the broken bodies of all corpses, blending into every seat, every window gap, into every floor, into every ceiling...... There was only one respite, and it, or rather, He- was everywhere!

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"Run!" Lu Yurou, who was fighting with the corpse driver with a triangular pyramid arm on the roof of the car, suddenly heard a familiar voice shouting.

She didn't look back at what was happening in the car, her absolute trust in her teammates made her reach out and grabbed a thick rope made of water, and then the whole person was pulled by this rope and flung out, far into the forest a hundred meters away!

Lin Gaoyi, who had jumped out of the car before, withdrew the water rope and turned into a water shield to protect himself and the little girl, staring at the xenomorphic bus that was gradually shrouded in black fog more than ten meters in front of him.

The black fog spreads and blends into the entire bus, and wisps of black fog continue to emerge from the engine, tires and inside the car, not dissipating under the sun, but becoming more condensed and darker, like gray-black tentacles one by one, and re-entering the car.

Lin Gaoyi's watch emitted a small popping sound, which was an extremely high-frequency irritating sound, and he didn't even have to look down to know that it was the alarm sound that his SAN value had dropped below 60.

But he was still staring at what was happening on the bus. The SAN value drop was just an insignificant price he paid for dealing with this black mist xenomorph in the future.

Now it seems that this black mist xenomorph may become the biggest threat to the local area in the near future, its strength is too strong, and the C-level xenomorph is simply powerless in front of it, like a buffet of weakness and helplessness.

In his experience, this black mist was at least an A-level xenomorph.

He endured the sharper and sharper sting in his mind, and with his willpower he ignored the murmuring in his ears, and continued to look at the scene in front of him with a determined gaze.

But one of his hands was still holding a water shield for the little girl, asking her to hide behind the water curtain that enveloped her whole body, not to see this kind of scene, never to see it.

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At this moment, Shang Rong's body is heating up.

She didn't really know what was going on, she could only feel that the black mist seemed to be spreading, intensifying, almost completely covering the world in front of her.

Ouranos did not talk to her again, as if immersed in eating, and she received bursts of pleasure and satiety.

Her body continued to heat up, and the doll in her hand became hotter and hotter, and soon she couldn't hold the doll and let go of her hand.

But the doll hung in the black mist, and in her field of vision, a crack opened in the thorn ball, and soon the gap grew larger and larger.

Like a big mouth that suddenly opened, it drove the black mist to entangle and infiltrate forward, and large swaths of black viscous substance appeared in the air, which was greedily sucked into it by this big mouth and disappeared without a trace.

Shang Rong could barely tell that some of the black, viscous lumps were probably formed by the collapse and condensation of corpses, and some were in a state of flattened metal seats, and even engines, flames, and gasoline.

She was starting to get worried, this kind of thing could be eaten? Was her Ouranos a little too picky?

Thorn Ball's body kept moving forward, and its tentacles were wrapped in black mist, fangs and claws. Shang Rong could see that the car seemed to be trying to resist, trying to attack the black fog with flesh, flames and the like, but it was useless, for the black fog, the car's resistance was even more than tickling and there was no sense of existence, and it did not shake the rhythm of his devouring.