Monster Beauty's Unlimited Game

Angels and Demons 14

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crystal prism

Zhou Yan pursed his lips tightly, his eyes fixed on the pill in the man's palm.

He backed away slowly as small as possible, looking at the distance between himself and the altar out of the corner of his eye, a patch of wet sweat dripped from his back.

Getting into this basement was a conspiracy in itself.

What he is currently experiencing should be the cruel past of the former owner of this mansion. If the immediate crisis is not resolved, he may be trapped here like that miserable woman.

Seeing that Zhou Yan was unmoved, the man was not angry. His blurred face suddenly changed, and a deep red hole appeared in the skin around the mouth, spreading to the whole face bit by bit, gradually forming a honeycomb It was a horrible shape, and thick and foul-smelling mucus flowed out from countless large and small holes.

He slowly opened his mouth, revealing his sharp and slender teeth, even the gaps between the teeth were covered with black mucus, and the saliva dripped from his pitted chin and dripped on the ground.

The clothes that were originally finely crafted have also changed into a decayed appearance. The wisps of fabric can barely cover his thin body. Under the torn fabric is dry and blackened wrinkled skin. He is walking staggeringly and deformed. Slowly approaching Zhou Yan.

The closer he got, the clearer the horrific changes on his body became. Zhou Yan could even see a swollen white maggot emerging from his heart, gnawing at his rotting skin.

At this time, the lights in the room became dimmer, and the shadow under him completely got rid of the shackles of common sense, extending from his feet like thick black water, and slowly approaching the target with his steps.

In the shadow, there are dark and unknown objects constantly moving up and down, and the rustling sound makes an unknown rhythm, and all the reason will be captured by just looking at it.

And the two children who were tightly protected by him also turned into their pre-death appearances. Their limbs were deformed by the high temperature, and their bodies were like coke, leaving only their heads that were bigger than their bodies.

They were already unable to speak, and tightly grasped Zhou Yan's warm fingers with their hard and brittle hands. Their palms were as hot as charred coals, and as cold as dead people.

Zhou Yan gradually clenched their hands.

As the man got closer, Zhou Yan could almost smell an extremely disgusting smell, which was the deep disgust in his soul.

"Do you know what you look like now?" Zhou Yan tried to provoke him.

The man was unmoved, giggling, laughing at Zhou Yan's childish behavior, the shadow under his feet danced more wildly, and countless sharp laughter came from the shadow.

Zhou Yan, who had been watching the man's movements before, quietly lowered his eyes to observe the distance between the man and himself. When he was close enough, Zhou Yan suddenly picked up the jar full of ashes and threw it at the man.

Bang!

The pitch-black tank collided with the man's ugly head, and ceramic fragments of different sizes were scattered on the ground in an instant, and the ashes of the poor puppy named York were scattered all over the man's body.

It never occurred to her that her usually cowardly wife dared to resist. The man's skinny chest kept rising and falling, and the white powder fell down, being swallowed by the churning black shadows.

He slammed the pills and water bottle in his hand on the ground, picked up the giant ax beside him, and foul-smelling mucus oozes from every honeycomb-shaped hole, roaring: "I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!" You! Die! Die!"

Legs of different lengths limped close to Zhou Yan. He raised the giant ax high, and the sharp blade was facing him.

The smelly cold wind blew past, and Zhou Yan, who was living and dying, showed no fear.

The thoughts in his mind were spinning rapidly. That poor woman's weak resistance back then angered the man possessed by the demon. He also raised his giant ax and slashed at her face.

And her child was fed sleeping pills by the man and sent to the incinerator.

All the evil spirits here remain in the same state as they were before they were alive, which shows that the two innocent young children were burned alive.

Zhou Yan looked directly at the man's ugly grimace, and he slowly opened his palm, a small cross in his hand was emitting a soft holy light.

This cross is made of unknown material, it has not deformed after being incinerated at high temperature, and because of some strange changes, the surface of the cross is covered with a thin layer of transparent glass.

The silver chain seen in the den of the dog named Tok at that time had obvious gaps on the silver chain.

This gave Zhou Yan a hint that the cross was probably swallowed by a puppy.

It is precisely for this reason that in this illusion, Zhou Yan was able to separate from the hostess' consciousness, and he had the opportunity to destroy someone's elaborate conspiracy.

"Cross! How is that possible!"

Touched by the holy white light, the man's face slowly melted like a wax figure, the liquid mixed with black ashes slowly flowed through the densely packed holes on his face, and the grease-like black mucus dripped continuously.

And those black shadows entrenched under his feet let out sharp howls, constantly struggling in the shadows, retreating to the corner of the wall like an ebb tide.

The man covered his face in pain, and the holy light melted his arms, and all his flesh and blood were eroded by the evil force, turning into a little bit of flesh and mucus, exposing the thick bones.

He wailed, "Great Lord! Save me! Save me!"

Suddenly, flesh-colored waves of different sizes and sizes surged on his face, gathering towards the center of his face one after another, forming a constantly rotating vortex, and a huge one-eyed appeared in the vortex, almost occupying the entire head upside down, scarlet. The eyeballs are surrounded by pitch-black eye patches.

The one-eyed radiates a strange red light, illuminating the entire basement as if it was stained red with blood.

After looking around, the huge eyeballs locked onto Zhou Yan. It stared straight at the cross in Zhou Yan's hand without flinching. After confirming the target, the scarlet pupils even dilated a circle.

Zhou Yan, who was holding the cross in his hand, felt something was wrong at this moment, this weird eyeball seemed not afraid of the cross in his hand.

Moreover, the cross was absorbing some of his own power, and after a poor exorcism, Zhou Yan seemed to be at the end of his battle at this time, his legs were trembling unceasingly, but his face was trying to maintain a calm expression.

A completely different voice came from the scarlet eyeballs. This voice was very strange, as if it was spoken by countless people at the same time. A simple sentence overlapped and echoed in the small basement. The voices of countless old people, children, men, and women The voice rang in the room, and they repeatedly said the same sentence in Zhou Yan's ear.

"Stupid exorcist, don't think that with this crude little toy, you can drive away the soul I fancy."

The hand holding the cross couldn't help trembling, but Zhou Yan calmly asked this sentence: "Are you Pa Zuzu?"

A great sense of oppression hit Zhou Yan, as if all the malice in the world had gathered into a solid tentacle, protruding from the middle of the red eyeballs, caressing Zhou Yan in a leisurely manner.

Facing a more powerful enemy, the corners of Zhou Yan's mouth curled up slightly, and he said, "Really?"

He held up the cross, and slowly chanted a sentence from memory: "God has abandoned the pious believers, and we lost lambs are falling into deep..."

It was the content of the note that slipped out of the picture frame before, and this was the only quote about gods that Zhou Yan found in this house.

As Zhou Yan chanted, the cross in his hand suddenly shone with more dazzling light, like the purest spring water in the world, washing away all sins.

The light that was not dazzling caused the pupils of the scarlet eyeballs to suddenly shrink into a thin line, and the voice sounded again: "Despicable exorcist!"

Its malicious eyes slowly moved to the man's body, and said slowly: "Come on, sacrifice your soul, my most loyal believer."

The eyeballs slowly closed and retracted into the man's cheeks.

The man raised the huge ax in his hand again, even though the holy light kept melting his rotten flesh, he was not afraid of the holy light in front of him, and even laughed at Zhou Yan's behavior of hitting the stone with a pebble: "Pazuzu blessed me! You are going to die! You are going to die!"

Zhou Yan, who had consumed too much energy, just as he said, an extremely sleepy tiredness had invaded his brain long ago, and he knew that he could not last long.

But enough.

"I understand one thing, it seems that demons cannot be completely eliminated," Zhou Yan stopped chanting, and said, "But thank you for letting me understand a truth, the holy light only makes you temporarily incapacitated, in fact, facing you like this The evil spirit, the seal is effective."

"What!" There was finally a hint of fear in the man's tone.

Zhou Yan slowly took out a crystal clear object from his pocket, a small crystal prism, which was the one that the mistress accidentally left behind when cleaning the crystal ceiling.

When the man who turned into an evil spirit saw the prism that Zhou Yan took out, he was taken aback for a moment, but when he was about to mock his dying struggle, he stopped in his tracks.

"I found that there are no mirrors in the whole mansion. I was thinking that you, an evil spirit, should be very afraid of mirrors, right? But mirrors are not the only things that can reflect reflections."

"And, there are three people, they must miss you very much."

Zhou Yan threw the crystal prism in the air, and under the bath of holy light, each polished and smooth surface reflected dazzling fluorescence, as if a morning star was constantly shining, dispelling the chaotic darkness.

But in the man's eyes, this insignificant crystal prism seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Through the reflection of the chip, he saw his own ugly figure, and behind him stood three unjustly dead souls.

The wife who dedicated everything to the family had a very deep wound on her head. The blood stained her ordinary pajamas red, flowed through the blood-soaked corners of the clothes, and flowed all over the floor along her blue and white calves. , the bloodshot eyes of the dead are covered with curses, and although the dark pupils are lifeless, they can also express full anger.

The two innocent children were holding another's hand with dry and dark hands, their faces were completely scorched, and their eyes made of sparks were flickering, and they were also silently looking at him.

"No! Don't drag me in! No!"

The man's legs softened, and he knelt on the ground. He turned his head nervously, looked at the hands of the three on his shoulders in horror, and begged for mercy: "Honey, and my two children, I did all this It's all for you, I want you to live a good life, it's not my fault, if I don't sacrifice you, I can't get asylum!"

And in the dark basement, the man knelt down alone and yelled at the empty wall: "You sure don't want me to live in poverty, right! I am your father, and you also live in poverty." I have lived a rich life for several years, forgive me! Forgive me!"

He begged bitterly, showing his ugly face, completely without the evil and twisted appearance before.

Neither the woman nor the two children spoke. They slowly showed strange smiles. The fingers on the man's body gradually tightened until they were deeply embedded in his body, tearing off the man's sinful skin and gnawing at his bones.

"No! No! Pazuzu! My god! I am your faithful believer! Save me! Save me! Save—"

Amidst the man's constant wailing, all the scenes turned into bits of sparkling charcoal, which fell from the top of his head and covered Zhou Yan's body.

Instead of the scorching heat as imagined, there was a sense of warmth.

[Thank you for helping us avenge, goodbye, exorcist. 】

Following the woman's calm and soft voice, Zhou Yan suddenly opened his eyes.

A familiar stench came from his nostrils, and he found himself lying on the cold floor. He immediately got up alertly, but saw an unexpected figure.

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