Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

The fighting between the two sides has lasted for several hours.

Nearly a thousand of the ten thousand marrow eaters have been sacrificed at this moment, which is a very large number for the dark clan.

Everyone felt physically and mentally exhausted.

The team that came down to take over defense was the Marrow Eaters. Their bodies were almost completely sticky, with blood stains coagulating into sticky solid masses that made their armor very uncomfortable.

It's like being soaked in a vat of blood plasma.

The foul smell clung to their skin and could not be removed, constantly entering their nostrils, making their breathing almost suffocating.

However, their sense of taste and smell had long been numbed by the fierce fighting, and they had become completely accustomed to this smell during the battle.

If an ordinary person smelled this kind of odor, he would probably vomit out of nausea the first time, and his lungs would be invaded by evil spirits, causing him to at least become seriously ill.

"Chief, we can't go on like this!" said the elder on the side.

"Oh, let me do it!"

The patriarch stood up, sprinted forward a few steps, then leaped across the center of the battlefield and landed in the pile of evil spirits.

His whole body was emitting black mist, which seemed light but was actually substantial and fell to the ground along with his body.

Dozens of evil spirits around were instantly crushed into pulp, without even having time to utter a single wail before their souls completely dissipated.

His giant body, as big as a tall building, is extremely oppressive not only to the marrow eaters but also to the evil spirits.

Under the clan leader's sweeping blows, every kick and punch of his could crush to death at least dozens of evil spirits.

The black mist emitted by the black bones permeates around his body, imprisoning the evil spirits that want to escape in the form of souls.
It is like a meat grinder, and facing these ordinary evil spirits, it can crush them with ease.

In less than 10 minutes, the Marrow Eater Chief was like a spinning top and cleared out thousands of evil spirits.

Suddenly, an extremely cold feeling spread throughout the battlefield, and the cold feeling surged out from the ground behind the evil spirit.

As the ground shook, a huge evil spirit emerged.

This is a huge giant evil spirit with two rotten heads, one big and one small, in human form, a body bloated like a gourd, and covered with tumors that look like pink lumps of flesh after a scar has healed.

Its skin looked like dead flesh that had been scalded by boiling water countless times.

The moment the other party came out, he turned his gaze towards the clan leader, ignored all other evil spirits and marrow eaters, and quickly rushed over with a roar.

Fought with the patriarch!
"Here he is after all."

The clan leader sighed, he knew that his entry would be the beginning of a battle at the level of great evil spirits, which was why he was unwilling to enter early.

Now that he had entered the venue, he went forward without hesitation.

Come from behind and rush towards the opponent quickly.

They crossed half of the evil spirit battlefield and fixed the fighting position of the two sides behind the evil spirits.

This allows the Marrow Eaters to reduce the area affected.

As for those ordinary evil spirits, no one cares about them at all. There are so many of them anyway, there are simply as many as you want.

Evil spirits not only rely on human souls to be born, but can also be born on their own in the evil spirit world.

When the two sides are fighting.

Outside the dark clan’s territory, huge numbers of evil spirits appeared in the three directions of east, south and north.

I don't know when these evil spirits have gathered so many.

They first rushed to the refugee gathering place in the south. In this camp, there were people who had families who were "self-sacrificing" or were alone.

They live a hard life here, using the food distributed to barely fill their stomachs.

Among the crowd near the perimeter, two ragged refugees were roasting a bunch of bugs.

"Merrick, you know how great it would be if I could become a marrow eater. If I were an exorcist, I would have gotten rid of these damn evil spirits long ago." said one of the fatter brown-haired young men.

Another young man, who was skinny and drinking a bottle of muddy sewage from a mineral water bottle, almost laughed out loud when he heard this.

But he kept his mouth tightly shut, not wanting the water, which he had worked so hard to obtain, to be sprayed out.

After forcibly swallowing it, he kept coughing and sneered:

"David, stop joking. I think if you become a marrow eater, you will definitely hide at home and dare not go out.

Now that you have become a marrow eater, you have to go out to fight, and there are strict tests. Do you think anyone can pass it?

If you really had this ability and courage, your wife and children wouldn't have starved to death.
Didn't I hear their bodies were taken by you and exchanged for food, and in return you got another old lady's body.

Hey, how does that taste?"

"It's okay, but the meat is a little tough!" The young man called David did not refute anything.

In his heart, he actually knows what kind of person he is!
The two of them constantly belittled each other and said things that hurt each other. This had become their daily routine and was also a form of catharsis.

As for forgetting those miserable days and comforting each other, they really couldn't do it.

Now, it has been so many days since the invasion of evil spirits, and we are all used to living a civilized life.

But now, not only are they in a refugee camp, but they have been driven to the most marginal location.

Because of their cowardice, they no longer have any family members to rely on.

Even though this is a refugee area, the area is divided into small groups.

If there are enough family members and brothers, they can occupy the inner position.
So those lonely people, the old, the weak and the thin were all driven to the periphery. If it was a young single girl or something, maybe she could attach herself to some people inside at the cost of herself.

But those who are really thin, cowardly, and even not good-looking can only be squeezed out here.

When evil spirits invade, they are the first line of human defense.

Groups exist everywhere.

Even among beggars, there is oppression based on power and bullying.

This may be the evil nature of human beings.

But this is something that cannot be avoided. There must always be people staying on the periphery and there must always be people staying in the core. This is the law of nature and the most basic principle.

The weak are powerless to resist.

But there are exceptions. There are some ruthless individuals who rely on their ferocity and madness to firmly occupy the center position.

Even got some family vassals with brothers and sisters.

This place has been divided into a number of unnamed "gang" forces.

But their so-called group, the sense of superiority they had gained from having the same living standards as refugees, etc. - all collapsed the moment they looked up.

All I saw was dark clouds rolling in. (End of this chapter)