Doomsday begins with a nightmare

"What a nightmare, come out, hurry up." Lin Mo was a little upset when he waited.

The anomaly in the room must be the work of some nightmare.

But to observe, you have to see the other side first.

What does it mean to just bleed?

At this moment, Lin Mo lowered his head abruptly, because he felt a hand suddenly grabbed his ankle.

Almost at the same time, a huge force pulled Lin Mo down.

He sank directly into the blood pool under his feet. The blood pool that could only reach his knees seemed to be bottomless at the moment.

Lin Mo really did not expect such a situation.

When I opened my eyes, what I saw was blood red, and I couldn't see anything else at all.

Lin Mo held his breath. He knew that he must not panic at such a time. Under normal circumstances, he could hold it for more than a minute, but the accident just happened too suddenly, and Lin Mo was pulled down before he could take a deep breath.

It's good to be able to hold on for half a minute now.

Time was running out, Lin Mo immediately arched his body and looked down.

The bloody water greatly affected his vision, and Lin Mo could only vaguely see a black shadow below.

The other party was still holding on to his ankle, as if he was planning to drag Lin Mo into the bloody abyss.

Lin Mo reached out and touched it.

I touched a cold hand.

In the viscous blood, he touched a cold hand that looked like a corpse. Anyone would feel numb, but Lin Mo didn't hesitate. He put his two hands together and wanted to break the other's hand.

If you don't break it apart, the end result is drowning in this blood pool.

It's just that the cold corpse has great strength.

Ten seconds later, Lin Mo realized that with his current strength alone, he couldn't break the dead man's hand.

Fortunately, he was in a hurry, and without hesitation, he took out the bone mask from his arms and put it on his face.

A surge of negativity surged in.

What Lin Mo wanted was the power and blessing that this mask brought him.

Break again.

This time, Lin Mo grabbed each other's fingers, breaking them one by one.

When he broke his third finger, the dead man's hand that had been holding him tightly was finally released.

Lin Mo immediately went upstream.

He could hardly hold back.

The next moment, he touched the wall with his hand.

The wall above your head is the ceiling.

If it wasn't for the blood covering his mouth and nose, Lin Mo would have scolded.

This nightmare is simply shameless.

Fortunately, Lin Mo, who was wearing a bone mask, was strengthened in all aspects, so that he would not drown immediately, but in this case, he could hold on for more than ten seconds at most.

Under the influence of the negative emotions on the mask, the killing intent almost occupied Lin Mo's entire brain.

This is a side effect of using the white bone mask.

The physical perception has improved, but with it, the reason is weakened.

Fortunately, Lin Mo still retains a trace of clarity.

He resisted the crazy idea of ​​rushing down to tear the nightmare that dragged him down into pieces, and instead swam in the other direction.

Fumbling along the wall, Lin Mo found a picture frame.

Without hesitation, Lin Mo grabbed it hard towards the center of the frame.

Chapter 0026 There are many nightmares in the house

The greatest joy in playing the game is to quickly pass the level in a way that other people can't.

To do this, talent and hard work are required.

Lin Mo happens to be a mid-level expert.

For the nightmare world, he is different from others, he is both serious and relaxed.

In addition, he has no emotion of fear at all, so he can often avoid many traps and observe details that others often overlook.

For example, before he entered room 409, he had memorized all the layout of the room.

Including the paintings placed or hung inside, as well as the content on the paintings.

The paintings in Room 409 are very weird.

The first painting on the left wall describes the appearance of a water ghost in a sea of ​​blood.

Thinking about it now, the description in the painting is very similar to what Lin Mo encountered.

Lin Mo naturally associated them together.

Moreover, it is extremely unlikely that the water ghost will be found in this chaotic blood water, so it is better to come and find this painting, maybe there will be a turning point.

Right now, Lin Mo can only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

He scratched hard and broke the painting he found.

In an instant, Lin Mo felt a suction pull himself into the frame of the painting.

With a bang, Lin Mo fell to the ground.

Look again, the room is that room, but the endless sea of ​​blood has disappeared.

Lin Mo was panting heavily, and while there was still a trace of clarity in his head, he stretched out his hand and pulled the white bone mask off.

The bloodshot on the inside of the mask is stretched, which means that it is a bit disconnected.

In an instant, the terrifying negative emotions disappeared without a trace.

"I was almost controlled by this bone mask." Lin Mo muttered to himself.

This thing is really useful. Just now, the water ghost in the blood sea grabbed the ankle. With Lin Mo's own strength, he couldn't break free. In the end, he broke the water ghost's finger by relying on the physical improvement brought by the white bone mask. out.

But in the same way, after wearing the bone mask, it will be wrapped in various negative emotions, eroding the soul.

If you can't take it off in a short time, I'm afraid it will completely turn into a lunatic who only knows how to kill.

"So, as long as the use time is controlled, this bone mask will become a very useful and valuable prop."

For the same thing, some people see risks; others see opportunities.

Regarding the bone mask, Lin Mo felt that there were still many things to explore, but before that, he had to hurry up to find the head-splintered ghost.

Look at the painting of a bloody sea ghost on the wall.

It looks a little different from what I saw at the beginning.

The biggest change comes from the water ghost in the sea of ​​blood.

Before this water ghost had a hint of mystery, with weirdness and terror.

But at this moment, the other party looked a little angry, and there was a trace of resentment in his pupils. If you look closely, you can also see that on his right hand, a few fingers are twisted abnormally.

"So, I just entered this painting, and there are more than this painting here." Lin Mo looked at the room, and there were more than a dozen paintings hanging on the wall alone.

There are separate shelves, and there are two.

If every painting represents a horrific nightmare, there are more of them in this house.

What if they swarmed?

This possibility exists.

Lin Mo felt that he had to do something.

Taking a look at the bloody sea ghost painting, Lin Mo stretched out his hand and pulled the painting off the wall.

Then he took out the lighter and lit it, and ignited the painting directly.

The whole action was smooth and smooth, without the slightest procrastination. Even if someone was standing next to him, it was too late to stop him, and he might not even react.

The fire burst into flames.

The painting began to shake, blood oozing from the edge of the frame, and a roar of pain could be heard faintly in the painting.

It stands to reason that blood is a liquid, incompatible with fire.

But obviously, the flame from Lin Mo's lighter is not an ordinary fire.

In the flames, there seems to be a vicious curse.

Even though blood kept pouring out of the frame, the result was that instead of extinguishing the flame, it became the fuel for the cursed flame, which burned even more.

Lin Mo threw the painting on the ground. The next moment, the flames had swallowed the entire painting. In the flames, blood became fuel, and the painting paper began to change color and burn.

It vibrates even more.

As if something was trying to crawl out of it.

But in the end, the drawing paper was burned to ashes, and whatever was in it was either burned to death or trapped in it forever.

Lin Mo is taking revenge.

And not overnight.

Before the fire was over, the smoke in the house dissipated a lot, but the original strange and terrifying atmosphere in the house had also changed at this time.

Lin Mo could feel it.

He even heard some whispers, but couldn't make out what was being said.

As if arguing.

Lin Mo has actually been on guard.

A painting just now almost made him capsize. There are so many terrifying and bizarre paintings here.Some painted a ghostly realm like hell; some were a portrait of a deformed monster; and some were full of poisonous spiders, a bit like some kind of Cthulhu-style evil god.

Lin Mo even saw a separate wooden door.

The subject of this painting is a wooden door.

However, the wooden door not only looked old, but there was blood oozing from the crack of the door.

It's hard to imagine what's behind the door.

If each painting represents a nightmare, then the danger level of this house is definitely the highest.

Just when Lin Mo was thinking about whether to do it first and burn all the paintings in the room, the faint whispering voices in the room suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, Lin Mo heard a click.

Turning his head and looking, the door that had disappeared on the wall actually reappeared.

And the door is open.

Lin Mo was stunned for a moment.

"Do you mean to let me go?"

He has come to taste it.

The door of this house was indeed lost by these ghost paintings, and the purpose was to trap him in the house and let them fish.

But the development of things did not follow the ideas of these ghost paintings, so they decided to open the door hidden by them and let Lin Mo go back to where he came from.

Lin Mo didn't move.

He doesn't go.

He hasn't found the head-splinter yet.

However, the ghost painting showed his weakness and gave Lin Mo a hint that the lighter he got was very useful.

It is no exaggeration to say that the lighter is the magic weapon and reliance for him to settle down in this ghost painting house.