Chapter 21 Ancient Civilization Infection Zone (8) Jinjiang exclusive authorized first release...
The descent of the gods will sweep away the evil creatures.
Such news spread throughout the town and became a much-talked-about and highly anticipated event in the tavern. Gradually, those outspoken drunkards and gamblers no longer dared to treat the Church of Plenty with contempt - some passers-by would actually stand up, wave their fists, and rush up to scold him for "insulting the messenger of God."
Never before has any faith become so fanatical in this land in such a short period of time. The envoy did not form a knight guard, but those who were willing to fight for her were scattered among the people; she did not deliberately cultivate fanatics, but too many people were intoxicated to the point of madness.
This is a new kind of addiction. The clerk of the Government Affairs Office made such a judgment, but he looked at the mayor in front of him and dared not say anything. The mayor wore a pendant representing the goddess Iris, and half of his body stretched out - the deformed mutation was no longer suppressed, but appeared blatantly in the daytime.
He knew why this was so. It was because of the comfort and teachings of the messenger of God. More and more residents are becoming more accepting of their own changes while "hiding themselves and enduring pain", even if they look more like monsters than humans.
Ani sometimes praises certain mutations as being "beautiful".
For example, when she saw the extra hand, she was not surprised, but smiled and said, "It's more flexible here, so I can handle two jobs at the same time." When she saw the extra organs and the atavistic tail, she just turned her head and said with bright eyes in the intervals between reciting the divine teachings, "Having a tail that can keep balance? Isn't that very lucky?"
She was never afraid of physical deformities. She said it with such sincerity that no one could sense a hint of hypocrisy or falsehood. It was as if Annie really approved of them... In front of her, even the most anxious and inferior residents who wanted to maintain their human form would unconsciously open their hearts.
This is truly a terrifying ability. The clerk thought that the most addictive thing was probably not the holy water of unknown content or the charming fragrance on her body, but the messenger Ani herself.
And he happens to be one of the few healthy people in this small town. He had never been so strongly bewitched before, and the sense of superiority and gratitude of being a "normal person" for a long time prevented him from being disturbed too much by the Church of Abundance. But he was very frightened by this change... The deformed monster should hide himself well, endure the pain and maintain normality like before, instead of being so unscrupulous like now.
He gradually realized that he was no longer the object of envy in the eyes of others.
After finishing his work, the clerk passed by the Church of Plenty as usual. In the renovated stained glass window, the silhouette of the goddess Ani was dimly reflected. She was talking to someone, and behind her there were many new members standing still with their hands hanging down like trees. Those members had varying degrees of deformities, and their limbs were weird and terrifying. The scene did not look like the arrival of a messenger from God, but more like a demon breaking through a cage and devoutly supporting a queen.
If she is really an angel exercising God's authority on earth, then she is probably a fallen angel.
The clerk walked away without stopping. He walked into a cafe. After entering, the waiter handed over the business sign at the door. After the doors and windows were closed, the clerk entered a door and saw the outsider in the room.
The characteristics of outsiders are obvious. They are almost all normal, arrogant, and violent. No matter how well they disguise their words, they reveal a vague impatience, as if there is something invisible that is naturally superior to these residents.
The clerk didn't know the reason. If he knew that he was just an NPC on the stage to cater to the audience, he would understand where the contestants' arrogance came from.
"The mayor approved the ceremony application of the Church of Plenty." The clerk took off his hat and put it on his chest. "I can't stop him. His heart has completely belonged to the Joy Messenger. He regards himself as a fanatic of the Virgin Mary... not the goddess Iris, but the Virgin Mary."
The contestant in the middle pinched the bridge of his nose. "I know. She's a mutant. I've seen the video clips of her during the trials. The more advanced live screens can convey smells and vibrations. The smell on her body is one of her mutant abilities."
"The two of them really have a good division of labor." Someone said, "If it weren't for the Zerg female warrior being unable to participate, I would have suspected that this was the predetermined champion."
He was just grumbling. Behind the hunting ground is a free alliance spanning several galaxies, and no one has the power to "predetermine the champion".
"Zero One Three is injured. He recovers very quickly. We should have taken the opportunity to attack her that night instead of waiting until she spreads the divine descent ritual to everyone. Now we don't know what to do!"
"That's easy to say." The atmosphere became more and more tense. A cybernetic warrior at the edge was very angry. "Aren't you immortal? How dare you get injured so badly like him? We are all the same cybernetic warriors, and there are even genetic warriors who have drunk genetic evolution potions. We were blocked 50 meters outside the church by an experimental product and artificial mutant. If we get close, we will be stopped and attacked to death! What a bullshit wanted order, he is essentially just a-"
The cyborg pointed at the clerk coldly, "Just like him!"
Everyone in this town has undergone biological experiments, but the results are different. The highly modified human stood up, a small display screen between his waist and abdomen dimmed, and he said: "I don't have time. Julius, this infected area has no time limit on the surface, but in fact, it gradually consumes energy to paralyze the thermal weapons and turns them into a pile of scrap metal. If you continue to wait for the opportunity, at least half of the people here will lose their combat effectiveness. Tonight, tonight!"
Everyone looked over there.
He was the only genetic warrior present, and he came from the capital planet. What makes Julius different from the others is that he has a pair of pointed elf ears. It was this person's ability that caused Zero One Three to suffer a great loss, giving others the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, and as a result, he lost blood to the point of being on the verge of death.
“She’s forcing me to do it.” Julius gently adjusted his bow tie, knowing the implication of Annie’s ceremony. The so-called gentle and tolerant Madonna used this method to put pressure on us at the first opportunity. Her attitude was tough and arrogant, without any buffer. "We may have misjudged her ability."
"She just knows how to hide herself and tell lies." The Transformed Warrior is very familiar with the physical fitness of the humans in the universe. "There are so many of us, why should we be afraid? We really don't have time. Once Zero One and Three recover, we will be at the mercy of others... These two people are mutants, so there is no need to worry about running out of energy!"
"Or..." someone suddenly interrupted, "Julius, you, the only genetic warrior, are you trying to hold us back and keep our second place, and will soon have to serve her and beg for mercy?"
Julius raised his eyes and met many anxious gazes. He knew he had to make this decision, and his words could not overcome the surging suspicion. He looked around and met everyone's gazes. Finally, he let out a sigh and said, "Tonight. Okay, tonight."
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Ani was too busy and ignored him.
Zero One Three was seriously injured and is recovering slower than before, so he needs to rest. He was not afraid of pain, but when the new skin and flesh met and grew back together, he felt an intense itch. His body could hear the sound of flesh growing, his skin was thirsty for touch, and he was addicted to the scent of another person.
He patiently suppressed his desire, secretly cursing himself for only remembering to eat and not to be beaten, and for being like a dog for Ani all day long. Ling Yi San looked out the window at the dark night with a cold face, controlling himself not to look. But the slight rustling sound of her nun's uniform rubbing against the ground when she walked was enough to distract his attention and confuse his thoughts.
No one knew better than he what lay beneath the robes of holiness.
He couldn't help wanting to feel the wetness of his touch.
Sticky and sweet juice.
A fragrant and profound aroma.
He thought of the pain that Ani had inflicted on him, the pain that tore his flesh and blood, opened his abdomen... and crushed his dignity. Ling Yi San raised his hand and pinched his dry throat. It felt like something was burning on his skin. Was it the words she had written? Or was he really transformed into a "container", with his brain parasitized by the three words "need her".
...How could the little monster be angry for so long over a quarrel? She was willing to reach out and touch those deformed residents, so why wasn't she willing to reach out and touch him?
Ling Yi San was almost going crazy from being so impatient. He raised his hand to his forehead and closed his eyes to adjust his thoughts. The sound of footsteps beside his ears became more and more obvious, and the hem of her skirt swept across the ground softly, as if sweeping across his newly formed mind. The man bit his shark teeth, the sharp teeth interlocking, and the emotions of love and hate churned in his chest.
Ani.
Ani...
He couldn't stand it anymore, and turned to look at her, opening his mouth to say, "Can you please stop ignoring me?" Before he could say a word, he saw Ani smiling and talking to a resident, and replied, "Ah? The confessor in the confessional? Of course he is very gentle and kind. I will convey your gratitude to him."
Gentle and kind. Oh.
Ling Yi San raised his hand and slapped himself, turned around, and cursed in his heart with an expressionless face: "You bitch." Half of him was cursing others, and half was cursing himself.
The sunlight in the distance he was looking at disappeared, and the afterglow of the sunset was swallowed up by the horizon. The night rolled in, and after only a few minutes, Zero One Three sensed an unusual atmosphere. He adjusted the zoom factor of his prosthetic eye and scanned the darkness carefully.
A hand gently pressed his shoulder. Ling Yi San immediately looked over and saw that Ani, who had been ignoring him recently, had walked to his side without him noticing. She stared at the outside of the temple without moving and said, "Brother, go to the confessional and take Mo Wan back to the attic. You have to protect him. Don't let him die, and don't let him get stressed."
"..." Ling Yi San was silent for a second, staring at her profile. "Leaving you here? Do you know that it's not just one opponent, it's a group of people."
Ani turned her head and looked him in the eye. She closed the distance and said meticulously and seriously, "You have to listen to me."
Ling Yisan felt like there was a fire burning in his chest. He pulled the corners of his mouth, trying to show that he didn't care and looked frivolous, but he couldn't smile. The man froze for a moment. This invisible confrontation was born very briefly when their eyes met. Then, Ling Yi San was defeated and admitted defeat. He didn't want to have conflicts with Annie anymore and create cold violence, so he turned and went to the confessional.
There are shadows outside the window.
What is coming is another night that hides endless pain.
Ani ordered the church members to light lamps, and the flames illuminated the intricate and gorgeous epic murals around the temple. She stood in the position where the ceremony was to be held in advance. Behind her was the sacred portrait of the goddess Iris. The huge portrait of the goddess was spread on the wall. The firelight reflected on the stained glass windows, and the shadow fell between Iris's half-naked shoulders and back.
This sacred "Mother Goddess of Fertility" exudes endless temptation and indulgence when night falls.
Ani stood beside her, calmly leading the church members in reciting the scriptures. That is the twelfth chapter of the Book of Plenty, which reads:
"In this land of gold, frankincense, and wine, everything is created by my Lord, and everything is controlled by my Lord."
"Her authority makes all beings bow down in worship, and her kindness makes demons offer their treasure boxes of lust."
"She gave herself up to lust, and gave birth to joy and happiness. That will be the beginning of love, and also a condolence of innocence. Do not let joy leave you and me, keep it around your neck..."
Ani's voice gradually became softer, while the chanting of the believers around her became clearer and clearer. The temple was bathed in a surging fragrance. At the end of Chapter 12 of the Divine Canon, the stained glass windows were shattered with a bang, and the wind that rushed in blew away and extinguished some of the coal lamps.
The reading did not stop.
The light dimmed and the figures of other contestants appeared outside the window and doorway. The half-closed door of the temple was kicked open with a bang. A contestant with highly modified prosthetic body stood in front of her, with a determined look on his face.
Behind him, more shadows emerged.
A light drizzle was falling outside the temple. In areas infected by ancient civilizations, this acid rain can corrode the skin and damage machinery. Amid the rustling sound of rain, Annie, who was standing in the center, looked at each of them.
“No one who chooses virtue can ever complete the teaching of virtue,” she said, “and no one who chooses sin can ever escape the sin of killing.”
More hunters appeared, and their dormant shadows revealed themselves in front of windows, doorways, and any possible escape routes. They gathered around the Church of Plenty, like a web of siege.
Outside the broken colored window, the live broadcast sky screen was pulled into view to enhance the picture, and the barrage on the Star Network suddenly became dense. Each contestant's footage is almost carried out simultaneously here. As the reward increases, the first-person perspective of each contestant is opened one after another.
But the first-person perspective in the center is still dark.
She is not a cyborg and does not carry any backup energy. Ani's figure is in everyone's perspective, and is followed by the perspective of the live broadcast screen, but only she herself has nothing turned on.
The one with the clearest and most complete vision was Julius. Although he is not a transformed warrior, he has experienced many hunts and knows the techniques to get more rewards and popularity. In Julius’s first-person perspective, Annie looked straight over.
"Now," Ani said, "I will judge the sinners."
"Hahaha..." An arrogant laugh rang out among the hunters.
He was the most burly cyborg among them. Only his brain still had the little thinking ability left of a human. When he heard what Annie said, he laughed without thinking, and took the initiative to cross Julius's position. The bionic skin on his arm to the palm was lifted up, and a metal weapon with arcs of electricity was ejected.
"You? Who can you judge?" The man laughed, "You little girl who doesn't know your own limitations, you should just call out Zero One Three—"
Before he finished speaking, the cyborg rushed over faster than the sound itself. His contemptuous laughter was still echoing in the church, and several transformed warriors also took the opportunity to display their weapons from other angles.
The sound of chanting the sacred scripture stopped at some point.
Ani stood there, not moving a step. The huge and burly transformed warrior in front of her suddenly rushed into her sight, and the alloy cold weapon flashing with cold light swept over, almost ready to pierce her with its limbs. Her pupils did not move, and the other person's huge body was reflected in her eyes.
The next moment, deformed bodies stretched out from the surrounding believers, bodies curled like a pretzel, bones maliciously assembled like toys, and necks extended like snakes, intertwining and weaving. One after another, deformed flesh and blood blocked the incoming outsiders and drowned them.
His laughter stopped abruptly. Under Ani's feet, there was only violent tumbling and struggling, like a prey falling into a net.
"I forgot to tell you," she said, "you are unwelcome outsiders, evil creatures."
The girl raised her hands, folded them gently, and said piously and calmly: "Goddess Iris, my sisters and brothers, all my compatriots who enjoy happiness. ... Destroy them."
The faithful rose from their pews.
Are they human? It seems so.
Are they monsters? Probably it cannot be denied categorically.
But only the messenger Ani said, my sisters and brothers, all my compatriots. One by one, the deformed residents turned around, and in the dim light, their eyes as cold as beasts stared at the outsiders who appeared. Pairs of eyes filled with cold light lit up, and the body, which was filled with pain but strength, quickly expanded and changed for her, spreading its ugly and terrifying flesh wings.
These are not so-called believers of the goddess at all, they are completely her subjects.
By the time Julius realized this, it was too late. All the transformed warriors who rushed forward and did not have time to dodge were dragged into the melee with the deformed monsters. The fragrance and the smell of blood were completely blended.
Julius should leave immediately.
A large number of rewards appeared in the first-person perspective he opened, which slowed down his departure for a moment. This crazy and bloody battle scene was pushed to the top of the Star Network, and the number of spectators in the infected area increased sharply.
Every time a hunter dies, it becomes her record, and Annie's ranking on the Star Network will scroll accordingly.
Galaxy NO.9877, Ani.
She walked forward, and the deformed monsters protected her tightly. Ani walked past the transformed warrior torn into pieces by his deformed limbs and stepped on the burly man's head.
She stepped over and the blood flowed.
At this moment, Julius felt uneasy. He could no longer sacrifice for huge amounts of wealth and StarNet traffic, but once he turned away, he would forever lose the chance to fight her to the death.
Ani took off her nun's robe. She pulled out her alloy stick and swung it, then took a step forward. The next moment, she suddenly rushed to her opponent without any warning, crossed her wrist, and smashed a tall and thin cyborg in front of Julius into pieces!
Bang! Bang! There were two consecutive cracking sounds, one was a crack and the other was a shattering sound.
The cyborg's torso broke in the middle, and under the collapsed metal half, her light pink, still eyes were revealed. At the moment when their eyes met, Julius drew out his sickle, and the huge sickle blade stretched out in front of him with a clicking sound.
The long stick and sickle collided with each other, making a harsh metallic sound. Without saying a word, Annie raised her stick and chopped again, suppressing the opponent. With just two or three moves, she forced the hunter who had drunk the genetic evolution potion to move more than ten meters away.
Another transformed warrior in the temple was killed by the deformed monster she bewitched, and the golden ranking on the Star Network rolled rapidly.
Galaxy NO.8655, Ani.
A ray of moonlight shone beyond the dark clouds.
Behind her was a chaotic battle of flesh and cyborg bodies, and the acid rain under the moonlight burned her clothes. Part of Annie's snow-white hair was loose and fluttering in the wind. The girl shook her numb wrist and rushed forward again without saying a word.
She doesn't care about the damage at all!
The blood burned on both of them, leaving faint red marks of burning pain on Julius’ skin. The two men fought fiercely in the rain, and the zoomed-in close-up reflected each other's murderous eyes.
Audiences watching from a first-person perspective can feel this more directly.
The live broadcast showed the swift force of Julius's attack. They trembled and were overwhelmed by the heavy attack. Millions of viewers saw Ani's ruthless eyes in the live broadcast room, and all of them had the same thought:
Is she a monster too?
What kind of Madonna is this? What kind of fragile human girl is this? How could it be, how could it be…
How can it be so strong? This thought also occurred to Julius.
"Wait!" he began. "We can talk about..."
The alloy stick rolled over the sickle again, and sparks of metal collision instantly burst out. Annie told him with her actions that there was no room for discussion.
She wanted to kill him, she wanted Julius' life.
"…This shouldn't be the case." A barrage of comments floated past tremblingly.
"Anni is so strong... But why are mutants so strong? Julius is a genetic warrior..."
"His physical fitness has been comprehensively enhanced, not to mention the bonus of supernatural powers. I really don't want a hunter who is so good at fighting to die here."
"I almost couldn't breathe, it was like I was being beaten. This attack strength... even the human form of the Zerg warrior is probably no more than this..."
The acid rain fell more heavily, burning holes in both men's clothes, and the heat from the fierce fight emanated around them.
Raindrops obscured his vision, and corrosive liquid splashed into Julius' eyes. As he was in the blind spot, Ani hit him on the shoulder with a stick, and immediately attacked him several times, seizing the initiative, and was about to pierce him with a blunt weapon.
Her overwhelming force was suddenly stopped in mid-air.
Annie was stunned for a moment, and her expression changed for the first time. The camera accurately captured her slight confusion.
“Julius’s ability…”
"He should have used it a long time ago! He was beaten like this!"
"The ability to exchange body control can only be used at the most critical moment. A genetic warrior who has used up his ability will be weak for a while... If Zero One Three hadn't broken free so quickly, he could have turned that wanted criminal with a sky-high bounty into his own achievement last time."
"This ability is a rare willpower special attack. The stronger the will, the less likely it is to be affected. Our Annie is only eighteen years old..."
"I don't dare to watch it anymore. The bloodthirsty little white rabbit will definitely have a chance to be at the top of the list. It's a pity to lose it here."
Julius breathed a sigh of relief, and after activating his ability, he naturally prepared to take over the other person's body. It's just controlling a human being, it's a piece of cake for him. As long as he can seriously injure Annie's body during the control period, he will definitely win.
Victory is his. This time, he will not make the same mistake as the last time he attacked Zero One Three. Even if he is immortal, he will die in his hands!
Julius's thoughts entered her body without any obstacles, and the two bodies had exchanged control at this moment. He intended to control Annie to crash into his sickle, but this body was completely different from what he expected.
Humans… ?
What's flowing beneath the skin? In her chest, countless simulated flesh and blood wrapped around a human heart. Below that was an abdominal cavity filled with mucus and tentacles, a uterus that preserved and protected all the eggs, and... and...
An immature biological core.
This core emitted a warm glow and accumulated tremendous power. When facing the core of the organism, he felt like he was facing a blazing sun or a young star.
What kind of human being is she! !
Julius was so shocked that he was speechless. He could not control this body. Ani's body was out of control, but at the same time she started to lose control, she reacted and quickly regained control.
But it was too late. When Annie's consciousness broke through the opponent's blockade and returned to her own body, her arms had changed rapidly. The mimicry factors changed from carbon-based limbs to metal, soft alloy, and biological shell. The change of material finally stopped at the form of a Zerg warrior.
The spider's strong exoskeleton wrapped around a section of white forearm, and the bones around her body grew taller and stronger. Biological bone armor protruded from her joints, and her entire hand was replaced by a pitch-black exoskeleton, with her fingertips transformed into poison-tipped spikes.
The acid rain fell, but could not leave any trace on the exoskeleton. Ani was stunned for a moment, looking at her hands and forgetting to simulate emotions, she said blankly and a little dryly: "It's over."
“…”
The one who felt that "it was over" should be Julius.
A huge amount of comments flashed across the first-person perspective he opened, and everyone - all the interstellar viewers who entered the popular recommendations, saw her arm with obvious Zerg characteristics, covered with dark and cold biological armor, bone armor, toxins, and spikes, exactly the same as the Zerg female warrior who was rumored to be able to tear apart a starship with her bare hands.
Violent war machine.
Annie was stunned for just a moment, then threw away the alloy stick and grabbed the weakened Julius with her hands. She grabbed the man's neck and said, "Don't control other people's bodies casually. You are very rude."
“Ah…Ah…”
A suffocated and collapsed cry sounded from his throat and soon turned into a hoarse sound.
Click. Annie let go of her hand, and the genetic warrior died in her hands. As the wind and rain blew, her hands quickly changed back to human appearance in front of the camera.
The ranking list on StarNet scrolled quickly, but the ranking and results were not calculated for a long time. During these three breathtaking minutes of ranking changes, there was unusual silence in the live broadcast room.
In the shocked silence, only a paid comment from a big fan of Ani remained on the screen. There were not many words, just two words.
"I*!"
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