HELP!!!!!!
The reporters huddled together, their mouths now full of vomit, when seeing the rotting images of these monsters up close. Help! Help! Help! Their pupils dilated at an alarming rate, screaming at the top of their lungs when seeing these monsters swarming to their direction from all angles. It's over! It's over! They were definitely toast! Was this the end? Everyone closed their eyes shut, screaming at the top of their lungs. Of course, so scread with their eyes wide open, like victims in horror movies. The air turned frostier, the intoxicating foul stench grew heavier, and their puke also continued without end. Have you ever seen soone screaming, puking, and opening their eyes all at the sa ti? Grawlll~
The creatures moved like lightning, itching in closer and closer from all directions. This is the end… this is the end… Those watching the broadcasts placed hands over their mouths, hot tears now streaming down their cheeks. Children, even the most innocent of all, knew that this was the end for the reporters, and possibly, the end for humanity as well. This is the end, the reporters are definitely dead. So placed their hands over their faces, but still fell into the temptation of watching the action from the spaces between their fingers. Many turned their teary eyes away, hurrying their faces in the loved ones' clothes. Too brutal… too cruel… they can't watch.
Ahhhhh! The cries of the reporters was all they could hear, as the creatures poured in. But what's this, why didn't they hear any more screaming? Why did it seem like… like… jubilation instead? Bam! Loud sounds bellowed, as the creatures crashed like squashed flies against an invisible do. There was green, red, purple, and all sorts of blood that covered the invisible do. However, in the flash, the do seed to emit a faint yellow light, burning the spewed rotting blood stains and maggots of. WHAT? So creatures upon impact, bounced off, tumbling back and hurting several others in agony. Grwwwl~
It fucking hurt like HELL! What's going on? Ah– The chests of the reporters raised and fell vigorously, as tears ran down their trembling cheeks, mixing with the vomit stains on the corners of their mouths. They have never felt so since before. Fuck sky diving! Fuck running off a cliff! In fact, Fuck jumping off an active Volcano.
Nothing, they repeat—Nothing can ever compare to the insane feeling of death they got just now. Can you feel it? Can you feel the hairs on their bodies standing tall after knowing that death was staring them straight in the eye. .
"Aiyyeee~" Clis was breathing and exasperating loudly, when watching the twitching creatures curiously bring their faces close to the strange do that was still emitting pulsating golden lights. And after the do cleaned itself, it Vanished. Now, it gave the illusion there was absolutely no divide between the creatures and the reporters. However, both sides knew… they knew all too well, of what their eyes had just witnessed. —There was sothing there, sothing protecting the reporters from getting torn to shreds. "We're-we're-we're saved!" One of the reporters exclaid, shouting at the top of his lungs. "Bahahahahaha~ The chalky lines we despised saved us. Mommy, I will never insult a single stick of chalk again in this lifeti!" "Am I dreaming? Or can it be that I've died and resurrected at this sa point in ti? Magic… magic… how can… how can simple chalk do this?" "Fuck! Where is the science? Where are theories behind this? Who can explain how such a thing is even possible?" "Bah! Forget about science! Look at the monsters around us. Do you fucking see science explaining this shit to us now?" "Don't stop ! Don't stop ! I swear on my future father-in-law's grace that from today onwards, I will believe in the God of Chalk!" " too! move over God of Science, I now believe in the God of Chalk. Oh ye Chalk God, please accept your humble servant and keep him in this bubble safe from the monsters outside." On their knees, they began to drop and grovel before the chalk lines surrounding them. But even if the chalk lines stay erect and protect them forever, how long can they actually exist in this bubble? What about food? What about water? What about taking a dump? Well, to be fair, after seeing so many underworld creatures, they felt like the next ti they might eat or drink will be 12 years later. As for pooping, please, they felt they just puked their shit out from their mouths with all the vomiting they did. Oh, Chalk God… They were so grateful for the chalk protecting them, shocking the disciples inside the bubble with them. (-_-)
Don't you think you all are exaggerating a bit too much? [Everyone else]: Shut up! What do you know? All Hail the Chalk God! .
Grrrrwwwllll~ The creatures surroundings the many protected corners growled hatefully, murderous intent evident in their eyes. At the sa ti, other attacks spawned, especially around the many War tanks that were constantly firing missiles all around. Boom! Boom! Boom! The caras captured the scene, as countless Monsters exploded into bits. Hooray! Many people began celebrating, but soon felt choked when seeing the goo, limbs and body parts of these creatures co together once more. Yes! Yes! Yes! How could they have forgotten? It was said that no mortal weapons can defeat these beings? The Su clan who were watching, felt the blood in their bodies run cold and dry. "Father, the ability of regeneration for these beings is amazing." "Yes… I hate to say it, but our firearms and cannons can do nothing to them." "Incredible… I saw it just now. One one then reattached itself, and its single swipe slacked an entire military tank with one swipe." "Indeed, imagine if we went into battle against them? A single slash can cut hundreds of n into half." It would be the doom of humanity. Boundless fear trickled down the spines of these Su clan mbers, suddenly finding themselves lucky to be away from the battlefield. But where? Where were the so-called human magicians who were supposed to be protecting them right now?
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