It was hard to breathe, the helmet display showed the oxygen supply for exactly half an hour. During this time, Revil planned to get to the city center and get the Death Mask. There was a caustic green fog around, there was no air here, half-dead people wandered the streets, creatures captured by the influence of the Mask.
The sound of footsteps spread through the empty rooms of the abandoned building, Revil moved carefully, not knowing what to expect in the most dangerous place of Technolab.
Don’t move !
by M-Delcambre
The city has long been captured by corruption, but not the earthly one that enslaves the minds of politicians and the power-hungry. The corruption of the Death Mask captures the minds of living beings, they lose control over themselves and begin to live for the sake of fulfilling its desires. All who fell under the influence began to believe that they would receive eternal life as a result of their service. To maintain control, the Mask requires a constant influx of new slaves, the capture of new territories with pure beings.
To the northwest, Revil saw the blue glow that Alice had told him about, in the center of which was a huge building created by the Technolab builders. A strange, grotesque pile of protruding frames and mechanical parts, as if created by a madman, it was terrifying in its appearance.
Revil climbed down from the building window to the street to continue his journey, when suddenly he heard a loud slam of metal limbs on the asphalt. Turning around, he saw the Demon in front of him – a biomechanical creature with three human heads, similar to a spider, slowly moving towards him. A circle of a strange mirror-black color appeared in the sky, it was difficult to tear your eyes away. A deafening roar of a city siren was heard, calling the slave creatures to help the Demon. Things were damn bad, but Revil had a surprise prepared for this case…
