"Buzz——"

With the roar of death and the ticking of the clock ringing again, the whole world seemed to be rekindled at this moment.

Time, resumes its flow.

With Xia Xiu and the two terrifying incarnations behind him as the center, the gray and white world quickly faded away like the tide.

As the gray-white world faded away like a tide, the surrounding colors quickly recovered.

Those suspended flesh and blood fragments and broken bones were given new vitality and returned to the physical rules of the real world.

The blood slipped in the air, and the bright red liquid rained down on the ground, making a sickening ticking sound.

Every drop of blood appears particularly bright under the light, announcing the passage of life and the approach of death.

The world's colorful colors and physical principles emerge like a flood, filling the gaps left by the gray world.

The air began to flow again, bringing waves of icy chill, reminding everyone that what just happened was real.

Rumble~

The sound also returned, the light bulbs hanging on the wall emitted a faint hum, the sound of footsteps, breathing, blood flow, everything returned at this moment, as if they had never disappeared.

The stagnant bodies of those workers and extraordinary beings who had been destroyed regained their vitality at this moment.

The eyes of the workers with drooped heads and dull eyes turned white, and a fanatical smile appeared on the corners of their mouths. Their bodies were crumbling under the violent impact, and their flesh and blood rolled, revealing broken bones and dark red muscle tissue.

They knelt on the ground, grabbing the ground with their heads. The skin on their foreheads was broken, and the blood stained the ground red. They kept shouting:

"Holy! Holy! Holy!"

Accompanying this holy cry is an even more gorgeous bloody feast.

The moment the bodies of the four Sarkic cultists resumed their movements, the tragic situation became even more shocking.

Half of the factory owner's body was still flying around, and his flesh, blood and internal organs were scattered all over the floor like a torn garbage bag.

In an instant, he felt an indescribable severe pain coming from his broken body.

The pain was like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, going deep into the bone marrow, and every nerve was stimulated to the limit.

His eyes instantly changed from stunned to confused, and then to endless... despair.

"How is it possible? What on earth is going on..."

His mind fell into confusion and fear.

Just now, he was still thinking about his escape plan, and he almost blinked, but his body had been completely destroyed.

Gudong Gudong——

Sarah Carr's head rolled several times on the ground and then stopped.

The severe pain and fear in his head attacked his nerves one after another, like countless needles piercing every inch of his skin.

He felt that his blood was draining rapidly, and the power of life was being withdrawn bit by bit.

"This can't be possible...why is this happening?"

The mind of factory owner Sarah Carr was filled with disbelief and despair. Her mind seemed to be torn apart and she was unable to understand everything in front of her.

He tried hard to recall what had just happened, but he could only remember the flash and tearing feeling of that moment.

As a member of the Sarkic lineage, Sarah Carr has never been more desperate.

Never had he felt so resentful for being a Sarkic for a moment.

Because he couldn't die immediately at this moment.

As members of the Sarkic lineage, even if they "split up", they will not die immediately.

A qualified Sarkic cultist can basically regenerate a severed limb, and some highly skilled Sarkic cultists can even achieve physical multiplication, multiple backups, and even more awesome ones can be reborn with blood and become immortal.

Sarah Carr's flesh shaping and physical transformation skills are also above the qualified level, and his body has extremely strong recovery capabilities.

Now, Sarah Carr's head stopped rolling on the ground, but he still couldn't die.

The pain was like ants attacking every nerve in his body, and the reality that he could not die immediately made him feel extremely resentful.

His pupils were dilated, his eyes filled with endless pain and despair.

He could only stare at Xia Xiu's feet standing on the horizon with wide pupils.

"Who are you……"

His heart shouted over and over again in despair, but there was no response.

He felt himself gradually losing consciousness in this endless pain and despair, and every second seemed like a century.

While the factory owner's head rolled off, the chief technology officer's body exploded completely at the moment of recovery. Blood foam and minced meat were scattered in the air, and the gaps between tendons and blood vessels finally exploded.

Lina Hammond's mind recovered at the moment when the time pause ended, and she felt the severe pain and the terror of separation coming from everywhere in her body.

The pain burned every nerve in her like a flame and spread throughout her body in an instant.

"This...is...death..."

She knew she could no longer put up any resistance.

In that brief moment, countless memories flashed through her mind.

Previous research results, applause at academic conferences, and praise from colleagues, these beautiful pictures flashed in her mind like a movie.

However, what follows is the fear of death and unwillingness to face fate.

She saw the moment when she was expelled from academia, and saw her rise step by step and then fall step by step in the White Worm Secret Cult.

Lena Hammond's life is like a "mistake".

But now, she understands clearly.

The error will be corrected at this moment!

This is her destiny.

At that moment, she understood that her fate was sealed and irreversible.

Compared to Sara, she was lucky, because when she felt pain, she exploded into blood mist in an instant.

Boom——

Her body instantly turned into countless tiny fragments of flesh and blood, floating in the air like countless falling petals.

"Death is... my close relative..."

The severe pain reached its peak at that moment, and what followed immediately was the ultimate relief.

Poof!!!

Only half of the skull was left flying to the side of the factory boss.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Sara looked at this scene with eyes wide open and couldn't believe what she saw in front of her.

As a Sarkic cultist, he never imagined that he would lose his companions in such a short moment and feel such intense despair.

At that moment, his consciousness began to become more scattered, and the scene in front of him became blurry.

After being severely stimulated, his entire thinking fell into chaos, and even his whole person became a little stupid and desperate because of the stimulation.

After the factory boss and chief technology officer, the next to die was the safety director.

Pfft——

At the moment when the time pause ended, Jack Rogers stared at his chest with wide eyes.

The pause ended and time resumed its flow. His mind recovered at that moment, and he only felt an unbearable severe pain and weakness.

The severe pain was like thousands of needles piercing every inch of the skin, penetrating into the bone marrow, and making every nerve tremble.

His chest was completely torn, his breathing became rapid and difficult, and his heart was beating wildly in his chest.

The huge blood hole on the chest continued to spurt out blood, and the blood spilled to the ground like a fountain, dyeing the surrounding area red.

His arms were completely shattered and hung at his sides. The broken muscles and bones were exposed to the air, causing a biting chill and severe pain.

His death is also instantaneous, when time resumes its flow.

The fire of his life was extinguished like a candle in the wind.

The world in front of him became blurry, and the surrounding scene seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist. He tried to open his eyes wide, but could not see anything clearly.

"Is this... death?"

The last thought in his mind was the deep fear of death.

The body's strength is rapidly losing, the limbs become cold and stiff, and the heartbeat gradually weakens until it stops completely.

Fear surged into his heart like a tide, sweeping away his last consciousness.

He felt that he was sinking in endless darkness, unable to struggle or escape.

Finally, his mind collapsed completely, and his consciousness was embraced by the tide of death.

At that moment, he felt an unprecedented coldness and despair, his soul was frozen and he could not move.
To be continued...