"Hiii"--Bang!
I heard a small scream somewhere and felt a slight thump on my shoulder.
I turned to look and saw smoke rising from a pistol. It was a child clutching it with both hands. He was in tears. I wonder if he was affected by my killing intent. After all, you shouldn't let a child carry a gun.
With that, a shower of bullets rained down on me.
--Now I can say that all the people of 88 are my enemies.
There were no innocent people from the beginning.
This is the perfect feeding ground for me. I'll take it without any reservation.
I roared.
With all my might, I howled into the foggy night sky of the Fort.
Between the clouds that were starting to fade away. I felt my eyes meet with the stars peering at me from there.
As I let out my burning rage, I activate the <Suffer Howling> those who heard the murderous roar of the beast will bow down, and those with weak hearts who give in will collectively be branded with the <Prey brand>.
...... I could feel the response, like scratching a gleaming stained glass window with a mud-covered hand.
It was the feel of branding many souls at once.
The refreshing sensation gave me goosebumps on my entire body.
--Now kill each other, Human!
I ordered, and immediately after I did so--.
"--Oh, ah, ah!"
"Ugh...... hey stop--gafu......"
"Stop that guy--guh."
Some of the soldiers went crazy and fired their guns all over the place.
A friendly fire, the battle lines were instantly thrown into a whirlpool of confusion.
This is the power of "Frenzy". The Branded will goes completely haywire, even going after their loved ones regardless of their state of mind.
The panic that spreads has dampened the fire in me.
-- now.......
I'll show you the real one-man army!!
I dug my nails through the gap in my apron and into my belly.
I gouged out the flesh of my abdomen and raised it up.
The lump of flesh that had been detached from my body immediately began to pulse disturbingly.
Wriggling and writhing, a flesh seed.
I throw the seed toward the place where the density is high.
Ah, Ploop!
It flew over the heads of the crowd with a parabolic trajectory, and fell on the ground with a wet sound.
The horrifying scene began immediately.
The pulsating mass of flesh quickly extended its tentacles beneath the soldier's feet.
It crawled across the ground, its movements like a slime mold.
Organic webs spread silently across the concrete, swallowing up the unsuspecting soldiers.
In the midst of the chaos created by their comradeship, they are unable to see the deadly trap.
Eventually, one human is unlucky enough to step on one of them...
"--What is this? Ahh!!--dammit!! someone help me!!"
He's getting eaten.
The soldier, who was tangled by the rapidly accelerating tentacles, was soon has it engulf all over his body, as they whirled him around. The force was tremendous, and the soldier spewed blood instead of screaming as he got squeezed.
"Gah, hah--......"
Soon the soldier was covered in tentacles of flesh and became a statue of slimy flesh and stopped moving.
A powerless moan escapes from the shiny, pulsating flesh. He is probably being eaten alive inside that thing right now.
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The tentacles pulsate and something gets transported from the flesh coffin. They are the life force. The energy sucked out of the human is sent to the mass of flesh from which it originated. When the soldier died, the flesh grew and became larger.
It was not long before the meal was over.
The statue of the mucous membrane stopped pulsating and began to dry and darken.
Eventually, it split open with a crunching sound, and a black mummified corpse emerged from within. That mummy was the remains of a human.
The entity is <Natural killer ghoul> a mindless monster.
"Are you alright? ogh-!"
The ghoul bites the throat of a nearby soldier.
Ghouls are monsters that go around devouring and killing any living thing. You can kill it, but it's tough and extremely persistent, making it hard to stop it with a rifle.
Meanwhile, a new corpse lying on the floor after the ghouls killed it was also engulfed by a mass of flesh with their tentacles.
Thus, the statue of the flesh is completed again, new ghouls rise from it, the mass of flesh grows, and the nest of tentacles extending from the seed flesh expands its range rapidly.
The gruesome mass of flesh, which accelerates its cycle of eating and growth, is <Predator macrophage>. It preys on everything and sucks out its energy.
The macrophage detached from me has only one purpose.
To feed, store energy, and grow.
The cluster of soldiers gathered in the assault position was truly a massive offering made for me. This was nothing more than a nutritious reservoir, just right for the growth of macrophages from meat seed.
In no time at all, the macrophages, which had devoured dozens of soldiers had swelled so much that they now looked as if they would pop if you poked them with a needle.
-A new nightmare is finally spawned from the large mass of flesh.
With a movement reminiscent of cell division, the mass of flesh separated from the macrophages.
It had an inexplicable shape.
Enigmatic, like a deep-sea creature, like an octopus with countless tentacles, like a gnarled giant centipede, It was like a living tombstone with all the creatures it had eaten glued to it.
Once it got like that, it was too late to do anything about it.
That thing that the macrophage spawned was the <Wicked Glioma.> A step up from ghouls, tough and powerful beyond comparison. It is powerful, strong, fast, and has sharp claws that can tear an armored car to pieces. They have mouths large enough to swallow a human whole.
While the ghouls and macrophages moved with relatively slow and sluggish movements, the glioma ran over and around people like a fearless horse, and began to stir up the battlefield.
In addition, when injured, glioma has the characteristic of spreading macrophages.
pieces of flesh scattered by exposure to heavy machine guns became new macrophages and started the preying process again.
Thus, the masses of flesh began to multiply exponentially, and when they reached a certain degree, they turned around, gathered together, absorbed the torrent of power flowing through the earth, and began to stretch out like a single tower of flesh into the night sky.
Those pillar of flesh is <Evil stem cell> In short, it is a ghoul production factory. More and more ghouls are emerging from the.
The pillar of flesh, which grew high in the sky like Jack and the Beanstalk, spread its umbrella in the sky and swallowed the entire city of Fort.
With the stem cell as the main pillar, <Planetary cab> spread out.
Thus, the sky was covered by a dome of flesh, and the place was enclosed.
--Welcome to <Slaughter house> you can't escape from.
The perpetual slaughtering organ is now complete.
It's an outrageous carnage.
Time for fun, joyful butchering, and dining.
Not a single mouse can escape this.
The immune systems of the planet will devour all of your lives in this slaughterhouse. They do not speak your language. No matter your race, age, or gender. No mercy, no compassion. All will equally return to dirt to become the next generation's nourishment.
Be crushed like ants by the wrath of Mother Nature, Human.
"---Penroooose!!"
I took a step toward the man who had stopped and commanded resolutely in the deadly place filled with shouts and screams.
"Where is Yasmin!? Penroooose!!"
"You---- !"
Butcher's freakish voice echoed through the slaughterhouse.