They saw that above their heads, on the 30-centimeter-thick floor, a huge hole suddenly appeared silently!

In that hole, a pale-skinned man who looked to be in his thirties, surrounded by black air, slowly descended in the air as if he was walking up stairs!

"The master is about to wake up! And you will all become the best meal that the master will taste after he wakes up!

If you forget the legend, you will invite disaster!

Let me forgive you, those of you who do not respect death!"

"Fire!"

Suddenly, when the monster's voice fell, an officer shouted!

Then, the well-trained soldiers reacted and frantically pulled the trigger in the direction of the hole!

But unfortunately, the black fog only stayed there for a moment, and then rushed straight towards the crowd on the ground accompanied by creepy laughter!

“Ah! Help…!”

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"Please, I'm willing to give everything to the devil, just let me live!"

In the face of this strange and special power, the technological power that humans are so proud of is so insignificant!

Wherever the black shadow passed, it did not rely on sharp blades or powerful force to crush. Wherever the black fog passed, all the soldiers were like they had suddenly fallen into poisonous gas, their bodies weak and limp.

Then, their faces turned gray, and strands of light appeared on their bodies and merged into the mist, which quickly expanded the scope of the mist.

It was like a plague. As long as there were people alive and suffering from the fog, they would become one of the dead.

Such a horrifying scene almost plunged the entire underground fortress into hell on earth.

Some soldiers had gone crazy. They couldn't understand what was happening and even subconsciously moved their guns downwards.

This made the speed and number of people losing people much faster.

The bullets do not distinguish between friend and foe, and the killing power they cause is simply astonishing.

It took only a dozen seconds for the black shadow to descend to this level of space, but more than a hundred soldiers had died around it.

The blockade network formed by the metal storm did not cause any harm to the black shadow, but instead caused fatal damage to friendly forces that could never be reversed.

Screams came one after another, and cries and pleas for mercy rang out continuously.

Deep inside the fortress, several officers in the command room listened to the screams coming from outside, despair written all over their faces.

The old bald eagle took off his glasses and wiped the dust off the lenses.

Then he turned on the camera in front of him, tidied his messy hair, sat up straight and started recording.

“The base I was at was attacked by a terrifying creature. Conventional thermal weapons could hardly inflict any damage on it.

My poor bald eagle boys, despite paying the price of their lives, could not stop this demon from moving forward!

It is difficult for me to leave here again. If anyone is lucky enough to see this video message I left behind, please remember that this base was once known as a fortress that would never be conquered!

This title is as ridiculous as my belief that I can gain enough benefits by provoking extraterrestrial life."

Having said that, he turned off the camera and then entered a long string of passwords on the base command.

Several computers nearby popped up the self-destruct program interface, which would destroy all stored file information, even commands, etc. within the next ten seconds.

This is the old bald eagle's last ability to exercise his powers.

When the alloy door of the conference room was torn open, many officers present raised their pistols, but unfortunately, they were greeted by the mocking and sarcastic laughter of the monster and the disgusting smell of blood wafting in from outside.

…

Beautiful Country, a palace that symbolizes freedom and justice!

But at this time, I fell into a very busy and not peaceful state.

In a luxurious office, a white man with the Order of the Bald Eagle, with sadness and anger on his face, handed the document in his hand to the black man in front of him.

"Mr. Commander, the last footage has been sent from our 0917 base on the edge of the desert. They were all wiped out, not a single one survived!"

The black man was opening a document and reading it. When he heard this, his hand trembled and the document fell on the gorgeous carpet. He looked up in shock.

"How is this possible?"

"Nothing is impossible!" The officer exhaled, "Because they have caused unexpected trouble. From the information we have obtained, Commander Ji Rui has mobilized a total of thousands of troops and satellite vision support. They have provoked extraterrestrial life! A demon that should not exist in this world!"

When the black man heard this, his eyes showed shock and helplessness.

"Contact Mr. Minister. It looks like there will be a tough battle to fight."

…

The area around the town seemed eerily quiet.

Zhang Fan, with Sakasha and Kevin who followed reluctantly behind, soon arrived at the entrance of the town.

The smell of blood filled the air, which made Sakasha tremble with fear.

Kevin on the side was shocked: "Sir, I think the plan you just proposed is not particularly perfect, and it can even be said to be terrible. Are you sure we want to die?"

Kevin pointed to the bloodstains on a troop carrier and felt a chill in his heart.

Zhang Fan took a calm look at his surroundings.

"Did you notice that there seems to be some light gathering here from afar?"

Zhang Fan pointed to the center of the town.

Sakasha and Kevin were stunned for a moment and looked up at the same time!

Sure enough, under the sunlight, in the center of the town where thick smoke was billowing, there seemed to be some silk threads in the sky, very fine and rare, converging from all directions, like a huge spider web, surrounding the area of ​​dozens of kilometers.

"What is that? Is this an alien technology weapon?" Kevin stared at the thin threads and felt uneasy.

Zhang Fan frowned slightly: "This is a special kind of energy. I can clearly feel that something is reviving. And the main function of these threads seems to be able to explore a person's thoughts. This is extremely mysterious and it is not a power that humans can control."

Zhang Fan's tone was calm and cold.

But it exudes a kind of power that makes people tremble and generate trust.

However, what he said made people feel so weird.

Kevin frowned and thought for a long time. In the midst of the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, his biggest desire was probably just a beautiful woman.