The Scarlet Queen's joints retain the wrinkles and textures of human fingers, and you can even see traces of nail polish residue.

Hundreds of "eyelashes" woven from high-voltage cables hang from the gaps in the steel beams around the eyes, and an electric arc is emitted with each blink.

Her low-frequency roars were mixed with the last distress signal from the Donghai City Broadcasting Tower, while the high-frequency bands were a distorted version of a kindergarten nursery rhyme.

When Mengde launched his attack, the Crimson Queen revealed her fully unleashed form:
A canyon split open in the back, running across the city, from which "bone wings" made of prison iron bars extended, each bar strung with the still-undying corpses of prisoners.

Thousands of secondary esophagus modified from fire hoses protrude from the chest cavity, and the sprayed acid can autonomously track heat sources in the air.

All the red-eyed zombies on the ground suddenly self-destructed. Their spinal fluid evaporated and formed a blood-red star map in the air. The lines connecting the star map formed the outline of Mengde's face.

The existence of the Scarlet Queen is itself a mockery of the concept of "life".

She is a living city, a collection of the resentment of all the victims, and a distorted totem created by scarlet mycelium imitating human civilization.

When the blood moon rises to its zenith, its shadow forms a precise world map on the ground—and survivors covered by the shadow will immediately show signs of fungal infection on their skin.

This kind of spiritual pollution that transcends the visual level causes any creature that looks directly at her to fall into a fear at the genetic level, as if facing the ultimate fate of having its entire species devoured.

This Scarlet Queen, although she is not human, is merely a collection of zombie monsters infected by a virus.

It resembles a scarlet monster!

After burning away the red mist, Mengde saw the scarlet monster clearly—the Scarlet Queen.

The Scarlet Queen also took notice of Mengde.

"Damn humans!"

"You're the one who's thwarting my grand plan!"

From within the crimson mist, the Scarlet Queen's ferocious voice rang out.

The sound was sharp and piercing!
The moment the sound pierced his eardrum, Mengde's vision seemed to be suddenly dyed scarlet—not by a red mist, but by the blood-red color of capillaries on the surface of his eyeballs bursting.

Warm liquid welled up in my ear canal; it was impossible to tell whether it was blood or cerebrospinal fluid.

The Scarlet Queen's laughter echoed repeatedly through the inner walls of her skull, each reverberation loosening her teeth a little more.

The sound waves materialized in the air as visible red ripples, and the stone pillars in their path were swept away as if by invisible claws, leaving five ravines emitting blue smoke.

Mengde's expression grew even more somber.

From the system's introduction, he had already understood what the Scarlet Queen's plan was.

That is, the survivors who used this red mist to influence the entire Donghai City.

Let all the survivors, under the influence of the red mist, become servants of this Scarlet Queen!
Just like right now!
Perhaps others haven't discovered anything yet.

But Meng De was no ordinary man; through his mental perception, he could already see countless figures moving about in the red mist.

It should be noted that there are no survivors left in the entire Donghai City.

Now that so many figures have appeared, who are they?
Do I need to say more?
Although it was only noon, the red mist made it appear as if it were dawn, a blood-red twilight.

The crimson fog, like pus and blood from a burst dam, overflowed the defenses of the Economic Development Zone. As the fog surged, it emitted a viscous, writhing sound, as if thousands of venomous snakes were collectively shedding their skin.

The Xuanwu Wall energy barrier surrounding the Yulong Base is currently being corroded with honeycomb-like holes, and the pale blue energy screen is like a candle flickering in the wind under the erosion of the red mist.

"alarm--!"

The guard on the watchtower had just shouted when his Adam's apple suddenly bobbed up and down strangely—it wasn't that he was swallowing, but that his subcutaneous tissue had come to life!

His eyeballs burst open in their sockets, splattering not blood but scarlet mycelium that climbed down the steel watchtower, corroding the metal into a spiderweb of rust.

When the first wave of mutated zombies emerged from the red mist, their appearance sent shivers down the spines of even the most seasoned guards.

Those were hundreds of "centipede zombies" strung together, each segment of the torso retaining the original owner's mutilated features: the female zombie in a nurse's uniform had her lower body sewn together with the neck of the male zombie in a suit.
The exposed vertebrae pierce the skin to form an exoskeleton, and the super-long monster, made up of more than three hundred bodies, crawls on its reverse-jointed limbs.

The zombie at the very front wearing a helmet had its skull mutated into a drill-shaped keratinous mass.

"Fire!"

Lei Qiang's roar echoed across the city wall. The machine gun's flames ripped the centipede zombies in the front row into sieves, but the shattered pieces miraculously reformed themselves as if by magnets after hitting the ground.

One of the guards was horrified to discover that what emerged from the bullet wound was not internal organs, but scarlet tentacles with barbs!
Suddenly, a cry like that of a baby came from deep within the red mist.

Twelve cocoons wrapped in mycelium rolled out of the mist, and the moment the cocoons burst open, tens of thousands of bat-like creatures with milk teeth took to the air.

These mutants specifically target human ear canals. As soon as a guard covered his ears, three bats burrowed into his skull through his nasal cavity—his skull immediately swelled up like an inflated balloon, and the outline of bat wings could be seen fluttering under his skin.

"Use the flamethrower!"

Niu Baoguo's Taoist robe fluttered as he flicked out talismans from his peach wood sword.

As flames swept through the air, charred bat carcasses fell like black rain, but more mutants broke through the wall of fire, turning the three guards into convulsing "humanoid beehives."

Their bellies, swollen to their limit, suddenly burst open, and the flying bone fragments, carrying corrosive acid, melted holes the size of bowls in the steel railings.

The ground began to bulge unnaturally.

Before one of the guards could react, he was dragged into the ground by a "burrowing zombie" that sprang up from underground—this thing had shovel-shaped forelimbs like a mole, but its head retained human facial features, with a torn mouth that stretched all the way to its ears.

The moment it dragged the guard into the burrow, a chilling chewing sound came from the earth, mixed with the crunching of bones being crushed.

The concentration of red fog suddenly increased threefold.

More than twenty "elegant zombies" emerged from the mist, still in human form. They wore full business attire, their skin was sickly pale, and only their lips were red as if they had just drunk blood.

When they hummed a popular song in unison, the sound waves shattered all the glass on the east side of the base. The flying shards mutated into blade locusts in mid-air, impaling more than a dozen guards in bloody gourds.

The most terrifying sight appeared on the north wall.

The crimson mist condensed there, forming a three-meter-high "Gate of Flesh and Blood"!
The door frame, however, is woven from wriggling intestines.

The door was a curtain stitched together from hundreds of human skins!

It's so intimidating that it inspires awe!
Especially when the door was opened, what poured out wasn't zombies, but a viscous substance.
(End of this chapter)

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