I set you up on a blind date, and you've managed to overcome all the weirdness?

The lead doors slowly opened to both sides, and the refrigerated truck started up again.

Passing through that door, the scene before me suddenly opened up, but it was also terrifying.

The 704 air raid shelter has been transformed into a terrifying demonic realm, seemingly inhabited by evil spirits.

The walls were covered with twisted and bizarre runes, making it impossible to tell whether they were paint or blood.

The stench of formaldehyde mixed with the putrid smell of rotting corpses hit Lin Yan so hard that he almost vomited on the spot.

There were also some things that looked like trash, abandoned in a corner. Lin Yan slowed down and took a closer look.

Those were all failed symbionts.

Some of them had half of their bodies covered with blue scales similar to those of reptiles.

Some people have lost their eyesight, but have grown several compound eyes on their foreheads.

Like mindless wild beasts, they were chained to a corner of the wall with thick iron chains, howling at everything that passed by.

Is this the symbiotic backlash Chen Feng was talking about...?

In order to obtain bizarre power, this group of madmen transformed themselves into this grotesque, inhuman, and ghostly Frankenstein-like creature.

Lin Yan, suppressing his nausea, parked the car at the entrance in the center of the air-raid shelter.

He put on a pair of white gloves, opened the back door, and unloaded the cart.

The car contained more than a dozen spirit bones, all deathly pale.

Upon entering the hall, a chilling aura immediately hits you.

Lin Yan slightly raised her eyelids, and as soon as she saw the center of the hall, she couldn't help but tighten her grip on the handle of the cart.

In the very center of the hall stands an inverted pyramid-shaped altar.

This altar was actually made up of thousands of vertebrae, with each layer tightly connected, creating a unique and orderly arrangement.

Upon closer inspection, some joints still had fascia remaining, as if they had been torn off alive from some living creature.

Every bone was densely covered with black scriptures.

At the highest point of this bone mountain altar, a frail girl was chained up.

The girl's body was completely naked, and her skin was covered with strange patterns.

Her eyes were tightly sewn shut with stitches, and silver beads could be seen reflecting off her ears.

That's mercury.

She was forcibly deprived of her sight and hearing.

Several transparent tubes extended from inside the Bone Mountain Altar, inserted into her body like nutrient tubes, from her spine all the way to the back of her head.

Lin Yan observed from the shadows, his gaze growing increasingly cold.

This is not killing someone as a sacrifice. If it were just a simple offering, you could just kill it or bleed it out.

There's absolutely no need to go to such great lengths to deprive her of her senses and maintain her life.

This method of treating living people as tools for modification...

Lin Yan suddenly remembered what the cultist who did the single-bar challenge had said.

"A vessel for human molting."

These guys are insane!

"The magnificent Eye of the Abyss..."

A man in a scarlet robe stood before the altar, holding a pale white bone blade, preaching to hundreds of fanatical believers kneeling on the ground below.

"Look at this decaying world! Those naturally born monsters are too stupid, too chaotic! They only know how to kill on instinct!"

"But we are different! We will use the spiritual bones of these three thousand awakened ones to lock away the secrets of heaven! We will use the fear of millions as nourishment!"

The bishop raised his arms, looking like a madman.

"When the clock strikes midnight tonight, the consciousness of the gods will awaken within this perfect body! We will create our own gods! We will be the punishers of this new world!"

The believers below the stage erupted in hysterical cheers, a chaotic frenzy ensued.

Lin Yan pushed the cart with his head down, silently approaching the outer edge of the altar under the cover of the shadows at the edge of the hall.

Listening to the bishop preaching from afar, Lin Yan sneered inwardly.

Creating a god?

They're a bunch of incomprehensible lunatics.

As he unloaded the remains from the cart, he quickly scanned the surroundings of the altar out of the corner of his eye.

Soon, his gaze settled on the four corners at the bottom of the altar, where each corner was inlaid with a piece of black ore.

Each piece of ore was estimated to be about half a person's height, and it was obvious that the light around the ore was distorted.

That must be the blocking ore that Chu Chu mentioned.

Lin Yan used the act of moving bones as cover to create a blind spot, ensuring that he would not be noticed by the people on the altar.

He carefully felt his shirt pocket, where he kept the things that Su Qinghan had given him that afternoon.

She casually handed me two small round pieces, each about the size of a fingernail:

"The Special Operations Section's newly developed miniature high-explosive fragmentation bomb is experimental and extremely prone to accidental discharge, so Lao Zhao dares not give it to you."

"But I think you might find this useful."

Lin Yan's lips twitched as he looked at the two experimental subjects that could blow him up at any moment, but under Su Qinghan's gaze, he still gritted his teeth and accepted them.

This thing is actually coming in handy now.

Lin Yan moved stealthily and swiftly, running around and placing two miniature bombs under the two black ore stones closest to him.

He figured that if he blasted two out of the four ores, he should be able to break their blockade.

At that time, whether it's the bureau's support pouring tranquilizer gas into the perimeter or summoning Saya for help, everything will proceed smoothly.

As long as he doesn't reveal that he has discovered Saya's identity, he should still be safe in front of Saya.

After setting everything up, they quietly retreated to the car and waited to detonate it.

However, just as he turned around and took his first step.

At the highest point of the altar, the bishop, who was engrossed in preaching, suddenly stopped speaking.

He suddenly looked up, his eyes snapping open, staring intently at the corner where Lin Yan was.

The bishop sniffed and said in a sinister tone:

The taste of the offering... is not right.

"There's the scent of living people mixed in."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hundreds of believers kneeling on the ground turned their heads in unison, and countless pairs of faintly green eyes looked at Lin Yan.

"Kill him!" The bishop raised the bone blade in his hand and pointed it at Lin Yan.

"He has polluted the air of the altar! Use his blood to cleanse the ground and begin the Descent ritual ahead of schedule!"

"roar!"

The dozen or so cultists closest to Lin Yan pounced on him like mad dogs.

Their bodies are more or less mutated; some have fingernails like daggers, some are covered in scales, and they move extremely fast.

Faced with this group of monsters rushing towards him, Lin Yan had no intention of drawing his gun, nor did he have any intention of engaging them in hand-to-hand combat.

He didn't even glance at the worshippers rushing towards him; his eyes remained fixed on the bishop at the highest point of the altar the entire time.

Lin Yan pulled his right hand out of his pocket.

"then!"

Lin Yan roared.

With a sharp flick of his wrist, he sent the frog balloon hurtling towards the bishop on the platform.

The bishop looked at the balloon that floated lightly towards him and snorted coldly.

What kind of trash would try to hurt me?

He casually waved his wide red robe, attempting to fan the balloon away.

But he never expected that this thing was off-limits.