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Looking at Jason's back as he galloped away with a knife and an axe in his hand, Mu Cang, who was lazily supporting his chin, recalled the "story" about the day of the blood sea when Su Feihan was young, which he had told him while riding on the UFO.

That slightly eerie story with a sense of déjà vu suddenly reminded him of his experiences in a strange dream when he first set foot in the spirit world because of Tang Henyu.

The gray-black prairie, countless white giant sheep all over the world, the vast forest and snow, the dilapidated maple house, the werewolf disguised as a girl in human skin and orange hooded robe, and the strange nursery rhyme it sang.

"There is an old Tom in the town. He runs a haunted house in the town. His son pretends to be a ghost... The neighbors in the town are crying. Do you think it's funny?" (For the full version of the nursery rhyme, please see Chapter 100)

After a quick review of the content of the nursery rhyme, Mu Cang immediately understood what it was singing about... It was Bourdieu's past on the day of the bloody sea.

"Interesting, his life experience information actually crossed a long time and space and was "presented" in the form of a physical dream in the projection domain of the spiritual world corresponding to the solar system, and at the same time, I happened to encounter it.

Tsk, coincidence opens the door to coincidence, it's so coincidental that I can encounter everything, important and unimportant things.

Oh, it really makes people wonder... Is there someone hiding behind the scenes who deliberately arranged all this, making all this... more dramatic."

Mu Cang sat up slowly, with blood in his eyes, and whispered coldly:

"In the eyes of Su Feihan and others, Bourdieu's life... is just the background story of the character setting in the so-called "Legend of Anzel", an electronic game, and even the entire Anzel world is the same.

So... what about me?

Will my long life journey also be some kind of... story?

Is there anyone... "reading" my various experiences in some way?"

When this thought suddenly came to him, he sat still in the stone chair without saying a word, almost like a dead stone statue.

No one knows what Mu Cang is thinking at this moment.

In other words, his overclocked thinking consciousness has suddenly boiled and churned to a point that ordinary people cannot understand or even recognize.

In the last moment, thousands of ideas appeared like an explosion.

In the next moment, all these ideas were violently smashed and replaced by a batch of new ideas.

Three hundred and sixty moments in one second.

Every second, millions of guesses, plans, and programs will emerge in Mu Cang's vast mind.

But in the next second, all of these will be abolished, updated, covered, and replaced.

Strangely, the new ideas are often not necessarily better than the previous ones.

Even many ideas are simply repeated, disrupted, subverted, and fragmented, and many ideas look very absurd and confusing.

If we really want to use specific and detailed words to forcibly describe Mu Cang's current thinking trajectory.

Then using the word "cow's head and horse's mouth" is far from enough to describe it.

It is closer to the legendary "text uncanny valley" effect.

It was an ‘extremely twisted’ thing that would make ordinary people’s sanity drop and feel uncomfortable after ‘looking’ at it, and then become so annoyed that they would turn their eyes away.

But perhaps it was an illusion, and there seemed to be some kind of vague order in this distortion.

An order that seemed to be understood and sorted out only by Mu Cang himself.

During this period of crazy and crazy thinking, he would occasionally look in all directions with a deep and strange look.

Or look to the left, or look to the right, or look up, or look behind.

It was as if... he was looking for something.

It was not until a while later that Mu Cang completely stopped his ‘chaotic’ thinking. He smiled lightly and seemed to be nonchalant: “This is a question that cannot be proved or disproved. Haha, there is no need to continue thinking about it.”

“And…”

He tilted his head slightly, and his original seriousness instantly turned into a slightly deliberate doubt. “Generally speaking, isn’t it only the secret realm that projects information to the spiritual world? How can Bourdieu, who lives in the world of Anzel, project his story to the outside world? Could it be that the huge world of Anzel… is also a secret realm?”

After thinking for just a moment, Mu Cang, who had not come up with an answer, immediately stopped paying attention to the matter.

“Forget it, it’s also a trivial matter. Just like the matter just now, constantly thinking about these things will only waste your energy in vain.”

With an inexplicable smile, he closed his eyes slightly and casually pointed to the videotape that was quietly placed on the ground more than a hundred meters away.

Wow——

The air trembled not far away from it, and then a wave of resentment emerged.

These emotions gradually solidified, and suddenly turned into billions of invisible molecular atoms, and in a few seconds, a video recorder from the 1990s appeared out of thin air.

At the same time, an old-fashioned TV with a big head also appeared out of thin air, just sitting upright on the back of the video recorder.

The next second, the dark video suddenly flew into the air, swirling in an arc, and was loaded into the tape compartment of the video recorder.

Card~

The tape compartment slowly retracted into the body.

As if a switch was activated, the TV turned on automatically.

Huahuahua——

The TV screen lit up immediately, and snowflakes appeared all over the screen.

At the same time, a chilly and cold feeling--\u003e\u003e

The atmosphere inexplicably appeared around the TV and spread rapidly to the surroundings.

Kakaka.

The air gradually cooled down, and dark frost began to appear on the hard stone ground.

A few seconds later, a dark forest appeared faintly in the dense and flickering snow on the TV screen.

The snowflakes became thinner and thinner, and the forest became clearer and clearer.

In a short while, all the snowflakes disappeared, and a gloomy ancient well was clearly revealed under the trees of the forest on the screen.

At this moment, an evil and filthy ghost energy suddenly burst out from the TV.

Along with the outbreak of this ghost energy, Sadako, who was wearing a white dress and had black hair covering her face, was impatient to climb out of the well mouth quickly, and used her hands and feet to pounce on the screen like a hungry beast.

"Ah!

!"

With a sinister ghost howl that could almost shake off the blood and qi of Vajra Indestructible, Sadako, who opened her mouth and roared, crawled out of the screen with her hands.

But just when she had just crawled out half of her body, Mu Cang slowly opened his scarlet eyes on the stone chair more than a hundred meters away.

The whole hall was suddenly quiet.

Sadako also froze in place... motionless.

At this moment, her endless and almost materialized resentment and hatred that filled her whole body, actually solidified and stiffened in an instant under the gaze of Mu Cang's blood-red eyes.

Sadako, whose mind was magically forced from chaos to a sober state, looked at the blood-red eyes opposite and felt as if she had seen... God!

The God of Endless Resentment!

"Ah!"

Sadako couldn't help but raise her pale face and scream. The bloody scream was full of fanatical reverence and admiration, just like a fanatic who had believed in God for many years suddenly saw Yahweh in person.

At the same time, deep in her twisted and dark soul, the dark and almost annihilated spirituality suddenly burst into a fierce and extremely bright light.

Sadako became Mu Cang's scroll in an instant.

"Jealousy, anxiety, sorrow, sadness, depression, and loneliness from one's own will all produce resentment."

Mu Cang stood up from his chair, slowly walked towards Sadako who was lying on the ground, and said faintly:

"The directional malice from others, the undirectional malice, will continue to accumulate and brew, and will also produce resentment."

He approached the completely submissive female ghost, put his hand on her head, and said coldly:

"The body is unnecessary, you should 'live' in the hearts of all living beings, to give birth to their resentment, to stimulate their hatred."

Buzz——

In an instant, thousands of ancient, cold, dark, vicious, or treacherous evil arts from the ancient country of Gendaya formed layers of complicated arrays, surrounding Sadako from head to toe.

This is the ultimate "curse" that Mu Cang comprehended from the numerous books left by the god of evil magic, Vashak.

The curse of resentment.

He did not want to inject this curse into Sadako's soul.

Instead, he wanted to transform her from an evil ghost... into a "living" curse with evil will like a meme.

A terrifying curse that can absorb the resentment of the outside world and proliferate, spread, alienate, and possess all living beings as Tomie does, and detonate the malice in their hearts.

Those who are cursed, even if there is a little bit of resentment in their hearts, will continue to expand with the passage of time.

Depending on the strength, whether fast or slow, after a period of time, the cursed person will be completely occupied by the rampant resentment and become the [curse host] of the resentful curse, with the body and soul alienated, and there will be no way back forever.

Moreover, each curse host will become one of the countless "clones" that Sadako possesses without limit.

Become her eyes and ears, her hands and feet.

Sadako will also bless these cursed bodies with her own abilities such as telekinesis, teleportation, paralysis, illusion creation, time and space distortion, gravity control, dream control, mind control, etc., making them also become "evil ghosts" with various terrible abilities.

Even if the powerful Huiyue Yaori is unfortunately caught in this curse, he can only forcibly suppress his resentment to prevent it from disturbing his own mind and thoughts, and try his best to avoid Sadako's possession, but it is absolutely impossible to really get rid of it.

Unless the strength is strong enough to touch the realm of saints, or the research on witchcraft, evil arts, and mystical rituals reaches the mythical level, it is possible to truly break free from the vicious influence of this curse and avoid Sadako's possession.

While these cursed bodies wantonly use Sadako's various superpowers to retaliate against others and vent their malice without bottom line, they can also easily spread the curse through sound, blood, physical contact, corpse fragments, and soul fragments.

Even the wisps of energy from the body and soul of the cursed body will carry extremely terrible "toxicity".

Even if the body or soul of other normal people is only slightly touched, they will gradually be alienated, and their minds will be irreversibly blackened, gradually becoming new cursed bodies.

And this is just the beginning.

As the number of cursed bodies continues to grow and the size of the group continues to expand, Sadako, as the main body of the curse, will also evolve new abilities, stronger and more terrifying abilities.

As for what will evolve, Mu Cang is also very curious.

What's more terrifying is that although Sadako will continue to become stronger due to the increase in the number of cursed bodies, she will not be bound by them.

This means that even if the number of cursed bodies is greatly reduced in a short period of time, it will not affect her strength at all, but will only affect the speed at which she becomes stronger.

Because the moment the cursed person was completely alienated into the cursed body, the ray of spirituality deep in his soul had been transmitted to Mu Cang through Sadako through the invisible thread of cause and effect.

The essence of the soul of the cursed body will be swallowed up by the main body of the curse, Sadako.

r\u003e

All that was left of that body was a broken soul full of resentment and extremely aggressive.

Buzz——

The void vibrates.

Waves of extremely dark evil power constantly lingered inside and outside Sadako's body.

While making her become more illusory, the aura she faintly exudes becomes more terrifying and terrifying.

Perhaps the process of converting ghosts into memetic information is too complicated to describe.

A few hours later, Sadako disappeared silently into the palace.

The ceremony was finally completed.

Sadako completely lost her body.

She is no longer a ghost, and she no longer has a soul.

She became a pure informational creature, a memetic message containing terrible 'toxicity'.

Mu Cang retracted his palm and said indifferently to the invisible air:

"Sadako, from now on, you will be my messenger of resentment.

Go, go to the outside world, spread the curse of resentment to countless sentient beings, let this world... be soaked in boundless resentment. "

A cold voice faintly flashed:

"...It's...my god..."

It was still silent, and there was no change in the hall.

But Mu Cang knew that a terrifying demon had descended upon the heads of the trillions of beings in Anzel's world.

After that, he slowly turned his head and looked at the black Rubik's cube placed quietly on the ground - Le Marchand's Mystery Box.

In the original movie "Ghost Chaser", there are more than two hundred such mystery boxes.

Each possesses the power to connect to the painful hell.

Mu Cang was a little curious as to whether the so-called hell of pain was a world in the fantasy realm or a certain time and space in the real universe.

At the same time, he also wanted to see if Leviathan, the highest god in this painful hell... could bring him enough fun.

"A devil obsessed with the art of torturing flesh and soul..."

He smiled softly and said, "Can you bear the pain of the other 'devil'? This is an interesting question."

After saying that, the magic piece automatically floated in the mid-air without any wind, and started to rotate with a clicking sound.

As the Rubik's Cube rotates, the empty and desolate hall around Mu Cang also begins to twist the Mo Lake, as if it is connecting to another unknown territory across the vast distance of time and space.

At the same time, the distant outer islands of the bloody ocean also welcomed a new guest.

A guest filled with rage and intent on killing thousands. .