Blood, blood everywhere.
"Father!"
"Mother!"
"elder sister!"
Elisha felt breathless when he saw the scene before him.
His family was being torn apart and eaten by monsters at this moment.
Elisha took a few steps back and fell.
His fingertips touched the wet soil.
At first, he thought it was water.
But it was not until he turned his head that he saw clearly that it was blood.
It was like blood was beginning to seep out of the earth.
Strictly speaking, the water bag they were carrying fell to the ground and broke.
The moment the water touches the ground, its appearance immediately changes.
It turned into "blood" and was contaminated into red.
"ah?!"
Elisha cried out in surprise. He felt as if his stomach and intestines trembled violently, as if he would vomit in the next second.
A few steps away from Elisha, his father's sickle was stuck diagonally in a pool of blood.
With a crisp "click", Elisha saw a falling finger.
He recognized that finger.
Those were the fingers on which his father and mother put silver rings on each other's fingers when they got married in the church.
Then, my father fell to the ground with a thud and was pinned down by several villagers.
The wind blew blood past Elisha, causing him to open his mouth wide and for a moment he couldn't even stand.
Elisha's mother was now clinging to the edge of a pool of blood.
Her head had been separated, but when the villagers were eating her body, it seemed to have consciousness and swayed up and down.
When Elisha saw this scene, he felt his brain buzz.
"Run! Elisha!"
“Run!”
Elisha's sister had a broken hand, but she was still able to resist a little with one hand and her legs.
Just then, a length of reddish-brown intestine fell from her waist and wrapped around the fingers of a villager.
As he watched his sister's strength gradually drain away, Elisha realized that he was biting his tongue hard.
I don't even know when the blood started flowing.
At this moment, he noticed a shadow flashing by, so he slowly looked up.
That's the village chief.
Now, he was lying on top of Elisha's father.
This once respected village leader was now tearing at my father's throat with his broken teeth.
Every time he tore off a piece of meat, his deformed Adam's apple rolled and he made a satisfied swallowing sound.
“Ga ba….Ga ba…”
The villagers gradually turned their attention to Elisha, and their joints were making strange noises.
“God…God!”
"Save me, save my family!"
"Please, please!"
Elisha's mind went blank, and he didn't know why he started praying for no apparent reason.
It seemed like it was a habit etched into his spine.
His prayers were interrupted by the sound of bones breaking.
Several villagers were lying on top of his father, shaking his head like wild animals and tearing off pieces of flesh.
They didn't care what Elisha was saying.
The other villagers reached their swollen fingers into the abdominal cavities of Elisha and his daughter, grabbed their organs and stuffed them into their mouths.
It was as if they had turned into wild beasts.
Elisha turned his head tremblingly and looked towards the sickle.
He thought of someone.
That person once told him: "In the end, people have to rely on themselves."
When the image of Holy Pharaoh appeared in Elisha's mind, he immediately stood up and picked up the sickle.
“Ahhhh!”
The young man roared and rushed out, slashing horizontally and vertically, using all his strength.
And one of the "villagers" simply turned his head and rotated his neck a full 180 degrees, with even some minced meat of Elisha's father hanging from the corner of his mouth.
"......"
"Ouch!"
The "villager" made a sound that Elisha had never heard before.
Then, he attacked Elisha from behind, but Elisha, using all his strength, turned around and struck back.
The sickle immediately cut off half of his head, but he did not stop.
"ah--"
"Monster! It's a monster!"
Despair flooded over him like a tide, and Elisha felt as if his head and chest were filled with ice water.
"Help me! Someone, help me!"
When he shouted, the first thing that came to his mind was "God".
But when he saw his family members lying in a pool of blood, he felt that the scriptures he recited day and night, the devout beliefs, and the laws he strictly observed had all become a joke at this moment.
Then he thought of another name.
Or, to be precise, it is not a name, but a title.
Somehow, Elisha suddenly took a deep breath. He just subconsciously felt that perhaps only he could deal with these monsters.
Because, that is...
Holy King of Egypt!
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh!"
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh!"
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, save me!"
Elisha almost tore his throat because he could hear the crackling sound of footsteps behind him.
Those voices are getting closer and closer.
At this critical moment, a ray of light like the sun split the darkness.
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