Chapter 352 Real Fear
The guard captain thought confidently: "And most of them are the Forge and Blade Cultists with the most powerful frontal combat capabilities!!!"
"This is not an enemy that my ordinary team can defeat... We must come up with the hidden secret weapon, otherwise I may even have to answer here today."
He reached for the secret weapon he carried with him every day but never used.
"Sigh I originally thought that by being transferred to the countryside, I could get rid of the life of almost death in the capital and enjoy the rare peace and tranquility. I didn't expect that I would encounter such a terrifying enemy even in this lunatic asylum."
The guard captain resolutely issued the order to move forward. Although this order is likely to cause the sacrifice of more than half of the young men under his command, if you want to exert the full power of the secret weapon, you must be close enough to take advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness. A surprise attack to win...otherwise, I'm afraid my entire team will be buried here today!
Although the rest of the guards were also horrified by the terrifying strength of the monster in the forest, they still gritted their teeth and completed the order to move forward. However, there was a distance between the front and rear queues - the brothers in the front row had actually become For the cannon fodder of the forwards who may die at any time.
But the guard captain had no idea what kind of monster they were facing at this moment!
During his years of service in the extermination force, he was very lucky to have never encountered the legendary Knower, so he had no idea how powerful and terrifying the Knower was! ! !
The half-lion Jonathan had already noticed the small movement of the guard captain reaching into his arms. Through his extremely sharp five senses after transforming into a lion, he could even judge the secret weapon of the other party's courage to advance through the bulging outline of the other party's clothes.
He stepped forward step by step against the dense rain of bullets, slowly leaving the forest with only a dozen small trees left, a mocking smile on his face hidden behind his arms.
"It's just a grenade mixed with scrap steel... Are you actually trying to fight me with this?!"
"Ridiculous mortals, let me show you what real power is!"
"Recall the real fear carved deep in your blood!!!"
Jonathan took advantage of the momentary gap in the formation of the guards and soldiers, and suddenly opened his arms and roared forward. With a loud roar, waves of blazing heat were set off to attack the group of mortals who did not know whether to live or die!
The hot air waves hit them head-on, like a strong wind carrying a red sharp blade, slashing the guards' faces and piercing their eyes. They couldn't help but cover their faces and scream in pain, and blood slowly flowed out from between their fingers.
But the power of the roar of a raging lion is far more than that. The heat and sharpness are only superficial powers. The real danger is the influence of strife and belligerence hidden under the raging heat!
Some of the guardsmen who were not mentally strong enough suddenly felt manic and restless. They began to recall the trivial disputes within the team in the past, but at this moment they felt so heartbroken. Looking at the faces of their teammates next to them, they were even more worried. A nameless anger filled his heart, and he suppressed the burning pain on his face. He turned the gun and pulled the trigger at his teammates who owed gambling debts.
Bang bang bang bang bang - another series of familiar gunshots, but this time the target of the baptism of bullets was the physically weak guard soldiers.
Several bright blood flowers mixed with thick black gunpowder smoke bloomed among the crowd. Roars, screams, and wails came one after another. The seemingly steady advance of the guard team collapsed in the blink of an eye.
The experienced guard captain ducked sideways to avoid the bullets fired by the deputy captain, turned around, drew his revolver, and shot away the gun of his loyal subordinate. Just when he was about to tell the guy to calm down, the hair on the back of his neck suddenly stood up. When he stood up, it felt like a sharp blade was pressing against his spine!
He immediately turned back to shoot alertly, and with a bang, thick black gunpowder smoke spewed out from the muzzle. The small projectile hit the burly body as hard as a copper wall. It just penetrated the skin layer and was unable to penetrate any deeper. The muscles were knotted. Squeeze to the ground.
Poof, the fist as sharp as a blade pierced directly into the heart of the guard captain, grasping the mass of frightened and pulsating flesh!
Bang, the heart couldn't bear the tremendous force and burst into pieces of flesh flying everywhere.
Like a ferocious lion rushing into a flock of soft sheep, Jonathan just waved his claws recklessly.
Every wave of the arm can harvest a fresh life.
Each bite can shatter a terrifying head.
Every roar can ignite a trembling body.
Unprecedented fear was raging in the hearts of the guards and soldiers. They looked at their companions being torn into pieces and turned into rain of blood flying all over the sky. Unspeakable collapse and despair surged into their hearts.
"Ahhhh - monster!!!" The guard soldier who still had half a shred of sense picked up his gun and ran outside. However, before he ran far, he felt that the world in front of him suddenly began to spin... Hey, Why do the shoes in front of me look so familiar? ! This...aren't these my shoes? ? ?
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooatics guards and soldiers whose mind had completely collapsed thrown away their guns, and fell to the ground. As his eyes darkened and then brightened, his dream really came true, and he saw his mother who had been dead for many years.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. All lies are fake. I must be having a nightmare. I must not be awake yet. How could it be possible-" The guard soldier began to escape from reality because of excessive fear, holding a gun and heading towards There were random shots fired all around, each shot was more accurate than during normal training, and every shot hit his companions.
But a certain kitten obviously didn't like his prey/toy being snatched away. With a flick of his paw, he sent this hopeless man away from this nightmare of life.
Jonathan has lived in the lunatic asylum for too long. In order to gain the trust of doctors, nurses and caregivers, he has been pretending to be a sanctimonious gentleman, so that his cruel and bloodthirsty nature has been suppressed for too long.
At this moment, he finally experienced the long-lost pleasure of killing again. He felt extremely relaxed physically and mentally. He was unconsciously immersed in the joyful time of playing with prey and could not forget it for a long time. Unknowingly, he played until nightfall.
The darkness of night has completely captured the forest land, and the twisted and knotted branches are like desperately struggling arms, covering the sky.
It was pitch dark all around, and even the half-lion with extremely sharp facial features could barely see the nearby towering trees.
The ancient bark is as thick as ink and as dry as scales. When you touch it with your palms, you can feel the ancient vicissitudes left over from prehistoric times.
Jonathan scratched his chin with his blood-stained claws. He always felt that everything in front of him seemed a little off. It seemed familiar yet strange. There was both a sense of déjà vu and an unusually strong sense of strangeness.
The half-lion licked his bone claws in confusion. There was still a piece of meat as hard as iron left between the claws. It was very dry and unpalatable when chewed.
It felt itchy and uncomfortable inside its head again, so it stretched out its three-fingered bone claw to scratch the exposed brain, scratching it hard a few times, as if it scratched away some unnecessary things, and the whole cat All very comfortable.
But not long after the scratching stopped, my head started to itch again.
It continued to scratch, and the more it scratched, the more it itched, and the more it itched, the more it scratched. It not only made my head itchy, but also made it feel noisy. The more it scratched, the more noisy it became, and the more noisy it became, the more it scratched.
He kept scratching until his brain hurt. Then the kitten couldn't bear the pain and put down the bone claw with one finger.
The noise in my head suddenly became clear!
It was some kind of fluttering sound like the flapping wings of a small butterfly.
"So it was you, the little kitten, who woke me up."
"Meow?" The little meow turned around in confusion, and saw half of a terrifying head with a ferocious face hanging behind him. It was so frightened that the hair on its cat body stood up, and its tail involuntarily stood upright like a flag, trembling. Hissing and haha sounds like a warning and a strange sound like begging for mercy.
"But I haven't been back here for a long time. I didn't expect that this kid has finally grown up a little bit."
"By the way, I thought I heard you shouting about real power and real fear just now?"
"In that case, in order to thank you for waking me up... please experience real fear."
The broken head slowly cracked open, like a mature cocoon shattering. The one-eyed black moth tilted its head and looked at the trembling kitten.
"Meow!!!!"
In this dark forest that only exists in the kitten's imagination, there are creepy gnawing sounds in the dark shadows.
The cute and pitiful little cat has become the meal of a certain dark moth.
Until there is no more room to eat.