Horror Game: Start as a Hunter

The huge explosion attracted the attention of many people.

Some executioners hiding in the corner immediately turned their attention to the scene of the crime.

A patter of blood rained down on the ground.

Tang Ping narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the blood on the ground, without letting down his vigilance at all.

The system beep did not appear.

In other words.

The other party is not dead yet...

The bloody water scattered on the ground gradually formed a series of bloody figures.

Among them, painters are also impressively listed.

He just got the ability buff to split and regenerate.

As long as the blood still exists, he can come back to life.

have to say.

The newly added BUFFs in this trial all have the ability to affect the battle situation.

It's like deliberately trying to narrow the strength gap between the executioners...

Countless blood-colored figures rushed towards Tang Ping, while the artist was scribbling and writing on the ground.

The person in the painting is Tang Ping!
A few drops of special blood wandered quietly aside.

It was Tang Ping's blood.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

"..."

Tang Ping swung the skull-crushing hammer, and scattered the nearby blood-colored figures on the ground.

But soon those weird things were born again.

Annoyed and rushed towards him.

As he was defeated again and again, the speed of the scarlet figure's rebirth obviously slowed down a lot.

Constantly approaching the boy who was painting crazily.

Seeing the somewhat familiar figure drawn out of the painting, Tang Ping felt faintly uneasy.

After hammering the bloody figure in front of him again.

Rebirth finally had a downtime.

All hindrances are gone.

Tang Ping is an opportunist and will never let go of the golden opportunity in front of him.

He swung his hammer and rushed towards the painter quickly.

At this time, the painter's painting was almost completed, and the blood-colored portrait of Tang Ping was lifelike.

Only a little finishing touch is missing!
Although his back was facing Tang Ping at this time, he could still feel that those bloody figures were still silent.

Quick as lightning, he dipped his fingers into the few drops of Tang Ping's blood on the ground.

With a frantic expression, he pointed towards the eyes of the bloody portrait on the ground.

But the next moment.

Those few drops of blood suddenly penetrated his head like a bullet.

"My blood can also kill."

Tang Ping appeared behind the painter with a cold expression.

The blood that was still slowly being regenerated on the ground became his nourishment one after another.

The blood in the painter's body was also sucked dry in an instant.

Playing with blood in front of the Gorefiend.

It's like playing with an axe.

To make sure nothing goes wrong.

Tang Ping also took out the iron maiden.

Open the iron door and throw the mummy-like artist inside.

Iron Maiden closes perfectly.

Some penetrating piercing sounds sounded from it.

Not a drop of blood shed this time...

【Ding! 】

[Kill an executioner! 】

[Existing executioners: 5 people. 】

"This damn powerful..."

"I put the words here, Brother Sledgehammer can definitely clear the horror game!"

"Brother Sledgehammer's truthfulness is a bit disrespectful to martial arts, even the iron maiden was brought out."

"The Painter Warrior almost finished the finishing touch just now, I'm curious what will happen after that!"

"Since when did Brother Sledgehammer actually be able to control blood..."

"Fuck off, he's off the hook! [Funny]"

"Never mess with a sleeping Sledgehammer. -Rules of Survival of the Executioner"

"To be honest, the Warriors are much stronger this time, but it's a pity that they are still no match for Brother Sledgehammer."

"I'm starting to miss the bird-beaked monster who has been nagging at the side all the time. Brother Sledgehammer is so scary when he's alone..."

Bloody and depressing atmosphere.

After being ridiculed by the audience in the live broadcast room, I felt a lot better in an instant...

at the same time.

The other four executioners also matched.

Luo Xing found the Ghost Rider, and the Rainy Night Butcher attacked the Shadow Barber.

Ghost Rider, who was hiding, noticed a red dot moving rapidly around.

The speed is simply incredible.

It secretly clenched the chain in its hand, carefully observing the movement outside.

This trial has reached its final stage.

If the car overturns at this time, it will undoubtedly be the most aggrieved.

The fast-moving red dot suddenly stopped, overlapping with its position.

Ghost Rider's heart tightened immediately, and he quietly hid behind the door.

However, there was no sound from downstairs, and it was eerily quiet.

The executioners who can survive until now are all dangerous and cunning existences.

It didn't dare to be careless at all, and kept guarding the door.

The red dots on the Hangman's map don't lie.

that's it.

The weirdness lasted for a few minutes.

The palms of the Ghost Rider guarding the door were slightly sweaty.

"Boom boom-"

suddenly.

Downstairs came the roar of motorcycles.

"Fuck!"

Ghost Rider cursed angrily, and his motorcycle was hidden in the room on the first floor.

Suddenly turned around and rushed to the window.

However, just after arriving, a mass of dark things suddenly rushed in from the window.

The black liquid instantly engulfed Ghost Rider's body.

The ghost knight, who was covered in a layer of black liquid, fell to the ground and struggled violently.

"Jie Jie Jie, stop struggling, obediently become my nourishment!"

A big mouth opened on the black liquid.

As the time goes.

The extent of Ghost Rider's struggle became smaller and smaller.

"Have you given up struggling? That's right!"

The dark Ghost Rider got up from the ground.

next moment.

The surrounding temperature rose rapidly.

"Roar!!"

The black liquid attached to the Ghost Rider let out a scream.

The blazing fire came out from under the liquid.

And getting brighter and brighter...

Unable to bear the scorching black liquid, he finally left Ghost Rider's body with a scream.

Ghost Rider holds a chain in his hand, with a raging fire burning on his head.

"My flame can melt even the soul!"

It swung its flaming chains and threw it towards the black liquid.

The black liquid immediately turned into a shield engraved with a hexagram pattern.

"Snapped!!"

The chains burning with flames made a crisp sound as they were whipped against it.

The shield was beaten back a few steps, and Luo Xing's body was forced out.

"Got you!"

The Ghost Rider grinned grinningly, the flame on his head getting hotter and hotter.

He waved the chain again and threw it over here.

Luo Xing frowned slightly, quickly bent down and pressed his hands to the ground.

The black hexagram pattern on the back of the hand emits black light.

A huge black hexagram array appeared on the ground.

He chanted in a low voice: "Great Lord Cthulhu, please give me strength!"

Seeing this situation, Ghost Rider also became anxious.

It frantically waved the chain in its hand.

But every time it will be blocked by the shield formed by the black liquid.

【Ding! 】

[There is a believer in the scene asking for your help. 】

[If you help, he will automatically become your follower, and eventually win with you! 】

【Is it helpful? 】

【whether】

After the cold system prompt sounded.

Tang Ping, who was lying on the roof with his eyes closed and rested, slowly opened his eyes...