Different dimension game

A cold force from the paper figurines completely took away their ability to move.

Even the little child was also frozen in place, controlled by the paper figurine.

What's the matter, isn't this kid a local?

Isn't he an aboriginal resident?

What will happen next?

What happened to the original residents of the village?

The greatest fear in the world is the unknown, and there are too many unsolved mysteries in the thick mist.

However, they are completely incapable of understanding this, just like Lengtouqing, because of greed, they rushed into the fog.

Panic broke out completely. Some people burst into tears and snot, and some people peed on the spot.

The blood vessels all over the body of the team leader Gregory burst out, revealing sharp fangs, trying to break through the control of the paper man.

However, human power is too limited in the face of supernatural phenomena. No matter how hard he tries, he cannot control his body.

The consciousness is clear, but the body is like a living dead, motionless.

"If one person stays at the neighbor's house in advance, maybe at this moment, everyone can be rescued? Just find a way to remove the paper man on his body. However, how to convince the expedition team to do it obediently? It is another very difficult task. Big problem."

He gently took off his helmet, wiped the sweat off his body, and recorded the information he got from this reincarnation.

The plot began to become bizarre and terrifying, which filled him with a strange feeling, and he was really curious about what would happen next.

"Grandma didn't kill us, maybe for another purpose?"

After recording this information, he put on the game helmet again.

A group of people stood in the yard, and no additional plot happened.

Can't speak, can't move.

Because waiting for the place was really boring, Wang Hao clicked the "Time Acceleration" button.

Waiting until it was dawn, the courtyard gate finally opened again.

This time, it was not only grandma who walked in, but also some other pale old men and women. There were about twenty people in total.

These old men and women, except for their rigid movements and generally thin bodies, looked similar to humans.

But what makes Wang Hao feel strange is that there are no young people, not even a middle-aged person. No matter what happens to the residents of a village, there must be young people, right?Otherwise, isn't it broken?

"Xiaoyu, is this the child who ran away? Where is the other one? Didn't he find it?"

The person who spoke was actually a paper man floating in the air!

A pair of empty eyes looked at Wang Hao, and it was indeed a paper figurine.

The sound was like being torn from torn paper, with a strange hoarseness.

After Wang Hao discovered this fact, he couldn't help frowning.

Who is this guy?Have humans transformed the past?

Or the original residents of Xanadu?

As for the members of the expedition team, they were almost paralyzed when they heard that the paper figurine made a human-like sound.

This is the weirdness of the human transformation past!

As a member of the Rosicrucian Society, Gregory knows quite a lot of secrets: Throughout human history, because of human weakness and weird strength.There used to be many amazing geniuses who wanted to transform humans into monsters to gain greater power.

But without exception, these experiments all failed.

Because the degree of rationality and powerful idealistic power are often inversely proportional.

After exceeding a certain limit and becoming weird, one either loses rationality; or one’s personality becomes extreme, showing anti-human tendencies; or one’s rationality slowly decreases and one becomes a lunatic.

And this paper man...Obviously, it is also a product of the transformation of human beings into weirdness.

What do these natives want to do to them? !

"Yes...the clan elder." The grandma named "Xiaoyu" seemed a little afraid of this paper figurine, lowered her head and said, "The other one is missing, maybe it escaped while we were preparing."

"Well, he came back by himself."

The paper figurine replied indifferently: "Just one, and there are so many to be buried with us. It's not too late, hurry up, if it misses the hour, it will get angry again and punish us all."

The large army moved slowly.

Wang Hao found that his body moved slowly under the control of the paper figurine, and got into a sedan chair.

Then, everyone walked in the direction of the north.

It may be because of the strength of the team that they didn't encounter any strange attacks along the way.

1 Mural Paintings in Temples in Chapter Thirty

Finally, come near the wall on the north side.

"Do you want to go to the other side of the wall?" Wang Hao's heart was beating wildly.

There is a deformed old man with three hands, sleeping near the gate.

It is huge in size, maybe three meters tall, with tattered clothes, many pustules on its forehead, and it doesn't know how long it has lived.

The deformed old man seemed to retain a trace of rationality. Looking at these people in the team, he woke up from his sleep.

He laughed "quack quack" and said, "Where did you catch the poor doll again? Hey, what a pity, what a crime, such a small doll, was caught by you!"

"How are you people in Taoyuan Village different from us? How vicious you are!"

The big troops ignored it and walked directly towards the door.

With paper figurines flying all over the sky, and so many Taoyuan Village residents, the deformed old man didn't dare to attack directly.

Like a neurotic, he followed behind the team and murmured: "You people from Taoyuan Village, do you think you are superior to others? You are just lingering here, you just came here a day earlier than us... What's going on? Woolen cloth?"

"You still want to have the secret of the well to yourself, damn you!"

"You want us to die to gain benefits, what's going on?"

"What's going on... Is there a conflict between the two parties?" Wang Hao was thoughtful.

But the conflict did not break out between the two sides, not because of the superior strength of the deformed old man, but because of the existence of [it].

When there is no way to kill instantly, having rationality is equivalent to deterrence.

Once [it] is talked about, [it] will really come out.

No one wants to face [it].

Therefore, intelligent and speaking creatures constitute an equal deterrent.

Of course, Wang Hao can't.

Because as long as it is a superpower, he can kill him instantly, the kind that can't say a word.

A group of people finally entered the gate.

Suddenly, the whole world changed.

It is difficult to describe what this change is, as if entering a completely dead world from a barely alive world.

A deathly stillness, stillness and dead stillness.Even the original residents in the village trembled slightly, and it took a lot of courage to approach here rashly.

Wang Hao widened his eyes and saw it.

Not far away, about one kilometer ahead, there is a red ocean.

This piece of ocean is transparent in the distance; but near the coastline, it is red, brighter than the color of blood, and even the sky is dyed red.

"Hmm... is it similar to the sky in "Gluttony Paradise"?"

"Could this be the body of the Gorefiend? It's too big, how can an ocean contain it?"

Wang Hao sat on the sedan chair and was carried by someone, feeling good, enjoying the increasingly bizarre plot.

There are more and more doubts.

"Could it be that there are world-class wonders in this ghostly place? Otherwise, how could I prevent the Gorefiend from rising?"

If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't move at all, he even wanted to sing "Ode to Joy" in the game!

It's not easy!

It's really not easy!

It is not easy to find the entry point abruptly and intervene in this deep plot.

Recalling the few A4 words I wrote, which were thousands of words, Lao Wang had the urge to burst into tears!

Play a game, it's too much.

"I haven't cleared the customs yet, don't worry, don't worry."

This ocean, without any waves, is dead silent.

The closer to the ocean, the san value began to drop wildly, and dense figures flashed in the field of vision. They either screamed or showed strange smiles, and stretched out their pale hands one by one, towards the king sitting on the sedan chair. Hao caught it.

The crowd standing on one side had been prepared and lit torches one by one.

Thick white smoke rose from the torch, carrying a refreshing breath.

With the re-improvement of rationality, these weird hallucinations were quickly dispelled.

On the beach on the coastline, there is a row of crooked trees, many paper figurines of various shapes are hung on the trees, the wind chimes are tinkling, and some paper figurines are dyed bright red.

"What kind of weird custom is this?" Wang Hao was puzzled, "Miss in red, is this how it was created?"

The members of the expedition team whose bodies were out of control, from the state of panic at the beginning, began to numb and accept their fate. The scenes in front of them completely surpassed their cognition.

What is that red sea?

This... is this weird?Can Weird do that?

For "Gregory" of the Rosicrucian Order, a mysterious and hopeless term keeps flashing in his mind-the demon god.

This is only the case with supernatural phenomena brought about by demon gods.

They actually want to intervene in the domain anchored by the demon god and obtain the fountain of youth?

These crazy original residents are actually puppets manipulated by the demon god!

Regret, helplessness, annoyance, despair, all kinds of emotions are ups and downs, mixed flavors, and finally choose to let go of your thoughts, don't think about anything, and don't do anything.

Only waiting to die.

On the edge of the red ocean, there is a magnificent temple.

This temple is very large, at least [-] square meters, with withered railings and jade, and exquisite images carved on the inner wall, it is not comparable to the dilapidated "Nanlu Temple" outside.

However, there are no Buddha statues in the temple, only a quaint well, located in the very center of the temple.

The famous well, here it comes!

Next to the ancient well is a crooked tree, its branches stretch out like blood vessels in the human body, covering the surface of the well.

As the crowd approached, these Zhiyas twisted continuously, and a human head appeared faintly from the tree trunk, struggling and roaring at them.

"Do you want to be so scary? What is this tree?"

Wang Hao can obviously feel that the power level of this tree is higher than the ordinary weirdness, and he doesn't know what role it plays.

There are also some sacrificial ritual vessels placed here.

I once tried to hold a grand sacrificial ceremony, but it was not successful because the two main "gifts" ran away.

"The time has passed, let's start quickly." The paper figurine floating in the air said, "It will save it from getting angry."

"Grandma" nodded, and manipulated Wang Hao to get off the sedan chair and walked to the edge of the ancient well.

The twisted trees swayed, but were restrained by some mysterious force.

The tree didn't seem to want him near the well.

Wang Hao took the opportunity to observe the exquisite murals in the temple. He was not afraid of death, but just wanted to collect as much information as possible before he died.

The first mural depicts the scene where the ancestors of Taoyuan Village discovered this mysterious world.At that time, the well already existed, and the ocean outside also existed, but the ocean was not red, but blue.

The second mural, depicting the ancestors of Taoyuan Village, started making paper figurines.