Chapter 159: Blockade Chicago

Eight.

Exactly eight Spider Humanoids.

They gathered, forming a monster legion so horrifying to look at it made one's scalp explode.

These monsters, led by the original Emily, surged like a released black tide toward the Main Control Room.

All security personnel trying to block them along the way were as flimsy as paper before them.

Bullets striking them only scattered sparks, unable to pierce even a layer of skin.

Yet their counterattacks were brutally simple to the extreme.

Waving limbs, slapping, tearing.

Steel walls were easily torn apart; human bodies were even more fragile, unable to withstand a single blow.

Blood, entrails, and mangled limbs smeared the research institute's pure‑white corridors into a hellish tableau.

Inside the Main Control Room, Director Caven was terrified out of his wits.

He finally understood what kind of Pandora's Box he had personally opened.

He scrambled toward the last escape route, a passage designed for senior executives like him, located behind the Main Control Room.

Once inside, a one‑meter‑thick alloy door would seal, locking all experimental results within the institute.

Afterward, simply activating the incineration self‑destruct program via his external device would bury these monsters inside.

However, just as he was about to reach the escape passage,

A black shadow leapt over and appeared before Caven.

He saw the woman he had once deemed a 'precious asset,' now Emily transformed into a Spider Humanoid, blocking the doorway, her pure pallid eyes coldly 'gazing' at him.

The ghost infant in his abdomen, facing him, split its blood‑stained mouth into an uncanny arc.

Caven's legs gave out; he collapsed to the ground, a warm wetness spreading at his crotch.

"No...... don't come closer......"

The ghost infant, with its spiny crimson tongue, lightly coiled him up as if rolling an insignificant insect.

It dragged him before itself.

Caven smelled the foul odor emanating from his own body and the thick, bloody stench exuding from the ghost infant.

He saw the mouth that had bitten off the special forces captain's neck.

"Crack."

A clear snapping sound rang out.

The world spun before Caven's eyes.

His head rolled to the ground, his face frozen in utter terror.

After Caven's death,

The Spider Humanoid legion didn't even spare his corpse a glance; their target was the ground, the outside world.

They irresistibly smashed through the institute's layered defenses.

Finally.

"Boom——!!!"

Accompanied by a earth‑shaking roar, the final steel gate to the surface was blown apart!

Sunlight poured into this underground steel cage.

It also brought the prelude of an end to the bustling city of Chicago.

However, just after all the monsters rushed out of hell,

before the corridor leading to the escape passage,

the headless corpse of Director Caven, who should have been utterly dead, began violent spasms in the pool of blood.

His belly began to swell visibly, silently.

Next,

His limbs twisted at unnatural angles, propping up his shattered body.

A blurred‑feature head began to grow from his flesh‑muddied abdomen.

Chicago, afternoon.

On the bustling downtown streets, traffic flowed.

Suddenly, the ground shook violently.

A building on the street corner exploded, shrapnel flying everywhere.

Eight huge, twisted, nauseating Spider Humanoids leapt out!

"Screech——!!!"

Sharp screeching brakes filled the air.

A chain‑reaction major crash erupted instantly, metal twisting in the collision, flames and black smoke shooting skyward.

People stared in horror at these monsters crawling out of hell.

They moved through the burning vehicle wreckage, attacking any living thing that moved within sight.

A white‑collar worker trying to crawl out of a deformed car was easily slapped to death by a Spider Humanoid's arthropod‑like arm.

"Ahhhh!"

Screams and wails ignited the city's panic completely.

Something even more terrifying happened.

The white‑collar worker who had been slapped dead, his corpse twitched on the ground for only a dozen seconds.

His abdomen rapidly swelled, his limbs inverted, and amid the grotesque sound of breaking bones he transformed into a brand‑new Spider Humanoid!

The infection is showing exponential growth, spreading wildly!

Police sirens wailed as they came.

Dozens of police rushed out of their patrol cars and fired wildly at the monsters.

"Fire! Stop them!"

However, ordinary-caliber bullets could not inflict any effective damage on them.

"Bang!"

A police car was easily flung into the air by a Spider Humanoid, tumbling and smashing into a roadside shop.

The two officers inside were dragged out through the shattered window.

Amid desperate screams, they were torn apart, and then, within ten seconds, they "stood" up again.

They became new members of the monster legion.

The city's entire strength appeared laughable and powerless before their crushing offensive.

In the sky.

A news helicopter was conducting low-altitude flight.

The high-definition camera, via signal, presented the apocalyptic slaughter and mutation at City Center, drenched in blood, on countless screens across the North American Union.

"My God... audience friends, what you're seeing now is not movie special effects! Repeat, this is not a movie!"

"Chicago's City Center is under attack by unknown creatures! Their aggression is extreme, and... they seem to be assimilating humans!"

The host's voice trembled violently from extreme fear.

He named this disaster the "Chicago Spider Humanoid Incident."

However, the news signal broadcast for less than thirty seconds before the screen was instantly cut off.

All related information was urgently blocked on the internet with the highest authorization.

Almost everyone who saw the livestream thought the TV station was doing some movie promotion.

Except for those actually in Chicago.

And... the Pentagon.

Supreme Command Center.

Secretary of State Johnson and the senior military officials stared fixedly at the huge screen before them.

What was playing there was the clearest, most raw encrypted footage from that news helicopter.

The image was quickly zoomed in, the high-definition lens steadily locked onto the initial and largest Spider Humanoid.

Through technical analysis of that distorted, swollen yet still discernible face.

They obtained the other party's identity.

That was Emily.

The sole survivor of the Ghost Squad, Maiersi's wife.

All the clues, at this moment, suddenly connected!

Haiyang Ningjing Hao!

"Survivor" Maiersi!

"Do Not Leave" warning!

Abnormal time of death!

Emily's weird pregnancy!

A complete, chilling event loop finally formed in their minds.

Maiersi did not survive at all!

He was merely a shell occupied by the Weird! A "seeder" sent back!

When he implanted that deadly Weird embryo into the Mother Body, his mission was completed.

So he would truly "die" after a week.

And they, the elite who claimed to rule Earth, brought this all upon themselves through arrogance!

They finally realized what a colossal, stupid mistake they had made!

Johnson's face instantly turned ashen, then deathly pale.

His obese body trembled violently, not from anger but from fear deep in his soul.

His trembling hand picked up the red phone on the desk, symbolizing supreme power.

"Mr. President......"

His voice was dry and hoarse, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

"I request deployment of the military!"

"At any cost......"

"Blockade Chicago!"