It's time, it's time to become an evil god

Chapter 520 The fourth symbolizes the shadow of death

The entire villa was silent, and Vice President William didn't even dare to call for help.He was sure that the moment Doraemon appeared at the door just now, the player bodyguards deployed around might have been sent to chat with God.

Vice President William swallowed, his forehead covered with fine sweat.Under the shroud of the green light of the crystal, it seemed that what appeared in front of them was the hideous and frightening family of the ancient gods.

Doraemon once again put his hand into the four-dimensional pocket and fiddled with it. The vice president here was already trembling with fright, and the corner of his mouth pulled out.As a half insider, he has heard the horror legend about Doraemon.Doraemon, SpongeBob SquarePants and Rick and Morty are widely regarded as the most sinister copies of children's cults.

Not only is the evolution game showing the plot of the script in a distorted way, but what is even more frightening is that the props and plot in it do not talk about any logical cause and effect at all.

The Evolution Games forum also concluded that the death rate and elimination rate of the children's cult-type copy team missions are astonishingly high, and the survivors who survived the catastrophe also chose to keep silent.

These seemingly harmless cartoon characters are no less deterrent to players than an ancient god covered with tentacles and eyeballs all over his body.

At this moment, William felt the terror of Two-dimensional.He even wanted to take out the pistol in the drawer and put it against his chin to give himself a good time.

However, he was trembling all over his body, unable to control his stiff and trembling body, he said through gritted teeth, "What exactly do you want?"

"Have you heard of handmade Geng?"

"We have handmade Geng co-branded torture instruments here, oh no, I made a mistake, props."

After speaking, Doraemon took out a prop similar to a vise from his pocket, and it was covered with mottled blood.

When Vice President William saw the vise, his scalp was numb with fright. He didn't want to know what the vise had experienced before, so he asked boldly, "You, what are you trying to do?"

Doraemon showed a strange smile, stared at the other party firmly, and said softly, "I, Ding Dong, will cut your skin tonight!"

pat.

Vice President William was so frightened that his feet were weak, he fell to the ground, crawled back desperately, turned over behind the table and chair and hid in the corner shivering, he stammered and said, "I, I have already cut off the !"

Doraemon was just stunned for a moment, and then said with a sneer, "It's okay, then I'll cut off your whole root."

It's better to cut the bracts directly!

Vice President William turned pale with fright, and hurriedly stopped him, saying, "I, I am willing to tell you all the information about the organization that I know, and I just ask you to spare my life."

Doraemon paused for a moment, looking up and down at each other.William thought that the other party didn't believe him, so he quickly explained, "Really, as long as you let me go, I will tell you all the information immediately."

Doraemon stopped moving forward, and there was a fierce ideological struggle in his mind. As an ordinary person, facing a player who is so strong that he ignores any laws in the world, confession is the only way out.

He would rather die happily than be tortured.

Doraemon responded, "If you are willing to tell me everything about the guidance, I am willing to save your dog's life."

"The headquarters of our organization is hidden in an ancient castle in Plymouth, and a large number of detection props have been deployed around the castle, and a large number of alien creatures have been captured from the Stone Kelliger Islands and Toussaint Park before, Even the players in the first echelon cannot force their way in immediately, and there is a teleportation circle in the castle, once an outside invasion is detected, the Skeleton will use the magic circle to teleport."

"Thank you for the information you provided."

After listening to Doraemon, he took off his hat to Vice President William.Fiddled with the vise in his hand, approached step by step, and said, "Don't worry, I will let you go in peace later, do you have any last words?"

Vice President William hummed and felt his mind go blank, and he froze in place until the shadow of death enveloped him, then he roared angrily and desperately, "Didn't you say that you will let me go after I have confessed everything? Why treachery?"

"Yes."

Doraemon opened the door, and a husky squatted at the door, sticking out its tongue and looking at its owner stupidly.

Doraemon explained, "I just said to save your dog's life, but I didn't say I would save your life."

Vice President William froze in place, and after a moment of silence, he muttered to himself, "You are a real dog."

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In the remote depths of Plymouth's hidden valley sits an eighteenth-century castle shrouded in a perpetual white mist.There have been rumors of monsters in the small town of Plymouth for the past six months. Many explorers and village residents who entered the valley disappeared inexplicably.

The bulletin boards in the remote and dead town are covered with various missing person notices, and the yellowed notices are soaked by rain.

The rainy night was pitch black, with only the faint light of the street lamps remaining, and the whole town was enveloped in the sound of the pattering rain.

The black shadow holding an umbrella walked on the street, looking particularly eye-catching.

The surrounding shops were closed without exception, and even the only supermarket and coffee shop in the town were completely dark.

The whole town seems to be under some kind of terrible curse.

Bob, the cleaner who cleaned up the trash can late at night, cursed the damn weather while dumping the foul-smelling trash can into the car.The cold rain hit the body, and the whole body was cold.

The town shrouded in rainy night revealed a strange atmosphere.

A figure with an umbrella appeared on the empty street, he froze for a moment, he didn't feel like a resident of a small town.Out of kindness, the cleaner Bob reminded in a loud voice, "Hey, sir, if you have nothing to do, get out of this damn place."

The other party stopped and turned to look at Bob.

It was an Asian face that he had never seen before. The cleaner Bob froze for a moment, scratched his head and explained, "There have been many disappearances in this small town. If there is nothing wrong, you should leave this ghost place quickly. Bar?"

However, the other party didn't seem to hear what he said, and continued to walk forward on his own.

"Hey sir, I'm serious, you..."

Bob stood on the street and yelled at the top of his voice, but the next moment he was stunned, and after wiping his eyes, he felt as if he had fallen into a cave of ice.

The cold rain poured into his neck, and he shivered involuntarily, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a pale face of fear crawled all over his face, he threw down the trash can in his hand, and ran away in the opposite direction.

Under the dim streetlights, he could clearly see that what was under the feet of the mysterious Asian youth was not a human figure, but a group of crazily wriggling black tentacles!

Chapter 520 A Red Ghost

Bai Ge, who was walking in the small town of Plymouth, stood under a dark umbrella, observing the old city carefully and cautiously.There was an indescribable corruption and stench in the dark alley without street lights, and the secluded town revealed an unusual atmosphere. The signboard erected at the three-way intersection attracted curious eyes.

Baige used the power of the gods to explore the entire area. There was no castle in the depths of Plymouth's whispering hills, but the high frequency of missing persons cases in the past six months was a firm fact.There should be some clues hidden inside the police station that had been searched unsuccessfully before.

Bai Ge walked towards the police station, the uneven road was full of puddles and puddles.Looking down, there is only a dark and blurry figure in the puddle, like dense ink, which cannot be seen clearly.

"The members of the Skull and Bones should have used some kind of props to shield and isolate the exploration, and the missing climbers triggered the key point guarding the castle before they disappeared. They must have noticed some clues, that is to say, although the castle can isolate information Perception and transmission, but there are still some small loopholes."

Bai Ge stood at the gate of the police station, and there was a dead silence inside.

The population of the entire town seemed to disappear overnight without a trace.Bai Ge stepped into the dark police station, smelling something unusual in the damp air.

"It's kind of weird inside the police station."

There was no one in the empty hall, the coffee on the table was still steaming, but the duty office was dead silent.

Bai Ge noticed a series of muddy footprints on the clean ground, extending to the depths of the corridor.Bai Ge followed the footprints, and there was a strange smell of formalin and flesh and blood in the corridor.Every few steps, there was a precarious corridor lamp on the ceiling. As it continued to deepen, the glass on both sides of the corridor began to frost, and the temperature in the entire police station dropped sharply.

The muddy footprints extended to the corner of the corridor, and a small rustling sound came to Bai Ge's ears, as if something was chewing and eating.Half a head protruded from the corner, and the scene at the other end looked a little scary and weird.

There were spray-like blood stains all over the walls, as well as shocking bloody hand marks and nail scratches.The bullet casings scattered on the ground and the clearly visible bullet holes indicate that a tragic battle broke out in the corridor, and the source of everything points to the disgusting figure squatting on the ground under the corridor lamp.

A monster with a head made up of human limbs and heads appeared in front of him, and behind the monster were piles of corpses of police officers.The arm sewn on the torso randomly grabbed the remains of the severed limbs on the ground and stuffed them into the mouth—the monster had no head, and replaced it with sucker-like mouthparts on the abdomen, with sharp sawtooth on the spiral branch, and those sharp The serrations are swallowing the victim's torso whole.

Click, click.

Blood dripped continuously on the ground, forming a pool of blood, and this patchwork monster was like a moving sea anemone, constantly searching for food with its tentacles-like severed limbs.

"Sorry, if it wasn't for the fact that this guy's appetite has become more and more unsatisfactory recently, I would not have taken him out of the basement of the castle to search for food in the town. Spotted by the righteous wizards at Hogwarts."

Bai Ge turned his head, and a bearded middle-aged man in a black suit appeared in front of him. His face was tattooed with various obscure Latin and cuneiform characters.

He handed a business card to Baige in a very gentlemanly manner, bowed and said, "I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Kleimer, and I am a necromancer player. If anyone in your family dies unfortunately, I can help You perform the soul-calling and resurrection rituals, of course, I charge a lot of money."

Suddenly, Kleimer changed the subject and asked, "But judging from the calm performance of this monster, you are also a player, right?"

The necromancer Clemir didn't have the sinister, cold and skinny attitude in the stereotype, but a polite British gentleman, but there was an undisguised malice in the depths of his eyes.

Bai Ge watched him calmly, expressionless.

"Although I don't know whether you are performing a dungeon mission or a daily mission, I regret to inform you that you have come to the wrong place. This town is not a forbidden place for you to set foot in. I have also dealt with some unknowing things like you before. ..."

Before he could finish speaking, the upper body of the patchwork monster behind the necromancer suddenly exploded, and the severed arms and limbs splashed onto the wall, leaving behind shocking bloodstains.All that was left of the pieced together monster was a pair of feet standing in place, looking horribly dead.

The necromancer was stunned, he didn't even see exactly how the other party moved, and this patchwork monster was still a living body created by consuming a high-level necromancer skill scroll.

"Death Call..."

The necromancer immediately uttered the incantation, but Baige's speed was even faster, before he could utter the second half of the sentence, he got stuck in the rumble.

The other party still stood there, motionless.

Although the necromancer couldn't move, he quickly analyzed the current situation and thought about countermeasures in his mind.

"Could it be an illusion? No, if it's an illusion, then it must be able to detect subtle changes in advance. It's not telekinesis, I can't feel the fluctuation of spiritual power from the other party at all. Damn, what did he do?"

The necromancer's gaze moved downward, and when he saw the shadow under Bai Ge's feet, he froze in place.It was no longer a human shadow, but more like a group of wriggling tentacles, and even a blood-red eye opened in the shadow, and the terrifying gaze locked on him.

This terrifying sense of oppression definitely does not belong to any kind of life on earth.

That is a high, cold look with no emotion towards human civilization.

bang.

The window glass on both sides of the corridor was shattered, and the debris scattered all over the corridor. The corridor lights above the head kept flickering, and Baige's figure switched back and forth between darkness and light.Even for a few seconds, what Clemir saw was not a person, but a huge monster that was about to devour him.

He instinctively and subconsciously wanted to call for help, and the despair and panic emerging deep in his heart wove into a cocoon, tightly binding his heart.He desperately squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "What the hell are you?"

"I?"

Bai Ge finally spoke, and said lightly, "You can imagine me as a red ghost wandering on the European continent."

Chapter 520 Six You Are the Flying Pasta God Cult!

Kleimer has always thought that he is a lunatic who can rival the clown. He was just a middle school teacher obsessed with mysticism. After accidentally obtaining the qualification of a player, he discovered that the black magic and curse witchcraft recorded in the collected parchment are all real. .The first thing he did was to kill his wife himself and make her into his first collectible, a lifeless corpse doll.

Since then, Clemir has become uncontrollable. In his eyes, there is no difference between humans and monsters. The corpses of any race can be used as weapons for manipulation. Then he joined the Skull and Bones Society under the recommendation of the Earl of Glamorgan.Clemier quickly became a secret core member of the Skull and Bones Society with his unscrupulous crazy thinking and insane and cruel methods, and gained a frightening nickname, Crazy Clemir.

Half a year ago, during the secret ceremony held by the Skull and Bones Society, he was one of the few members of the church who heard the whispers of the Outer God except the Earl of Glamorgan, and he felt inexplicable fear for the first time.

It was the sense of hopeless dread in the face of an insurmountable and powerful monster.

And at this moment, the powerlessness and weakness in the face of the gods surged into my heart again, as if standing in front of me was a cruel medieval witch hunter.

"What's the matter? Aren't you crazy? Why can't you say a word after seeing me?"

Bai Ge continued to approach the other party, but the shadow behind him was quickly filled with tentacles like sea anemones along the direction of the wall, and soon the entire wall was filled with black shadows.The huge wriggling tentacle shadow demon slowly approached Klemir, who was so frightened that he released all the secret puppets on his body.A giant snake with only bones left was lingering with freezing frost all over its body, and it came directly towards Baige. The place it passed was covered with fine ice crystals and frost, and half of the corridor turned into a cold ice cave.

Instead of rushing forward, the necromancer Clemier flashed back, trying to brute force his way through the wall at the end of the police station corridor to escape.A ball of bright light condensed on his arm, which would increase the body's functions to the limit in a short time. The necromancer, who was not good at fighting, punched the wall hard, and the shock wave visible to the naked eye was in the air. It turned into a ripple and spread in all directions.

Click.

The smooth wall was torn apart, and the spider web-like cracks continued to spread, and finally the front wall was shattered and collapsed.The necromancer, who survived the catastrophe, stepped on the broken concrete blocks and walked out desperately. Before he could take a breath of moist and fresh air, the scene outside made him froze in place.

The remote and dead town disappeared, and replaced by a darkness where you can't reach your fingers.

Clemir lit a soul lamp made of undead in an attempt to dispel the surrounding darkness.The moment the faint blue light came on, a huge snake head was staring at him, just like the world-swallowing giant snake Yermungandr recorded in Norse mythology.