[Comprehensive horror] I am convinced of this system task

There was a buzzing sound in my head, as if it was about to explode.

There were so many things that happened at that moment that I couldn't deal with them all at once.I froze in place, looking at the triangle head in front of me, at a loss.

The wound on the triangle head was bleeding, not much, but the wound was very deep, right at his heart.I didn't dare to take a closer look, but just thinking about the sharp long nails of the hunter before, I was frightened.

Moreover, the same position on my body also felt more severe than before.But I looked down and saw that there was only a breast pocket with a flashlight inserted in it. I was not injured, let alone bleeding.

But that feeling was like the hunter's fingers were also inserted into my chest at the same time.

I misunderstood him.

It's my fault, it's my fault... I feel my fingers trembling.

Yes, the system is not wrong, the system will never be wrong.

I'm wrong.

I was still subconsciously thinking of the triangular head as someone who might attack me.

Even though he protects me every time, I still think so.

His injury should also be counted on my head. If I believed him from the beginning, I should be able to detect the existence of the hunter earlier based on the noise. In this case, with me and the triangle head, it is impossible to be caught by it like this I was caught off guard.

However, even if I treated him like that just now, he still protected me, stood in front of me as always, and forcibly helped me get hit by the hunter.

I'm not even a fucking... even a monster.

I still have to use loyalty and the like to flaunt myself, it's all fucking bullshit!

For me now, I would rather have that wound on my body.Being such a jerk, I deserved this injury.

Messy things, like smoke after an explosion, instantly filled my brain.Thinking about it carefully, it should only be for a moment, but I seem to have experienced a long period of turmoil, and I am extremely tired.

If it weren't for the hunter's sudden roar, I would probably still be there endlessly.

Turning my head, the hunter who was shot just now was still alive. It arched its back and let out a piercing howl that I had never heard before.

I could see clearly that one of his hands was dripping with blood.The blood was bright red, exactly the same as mine, and no different from the blood of every living person.

It was the blood of the triangle head, which surged in his body and flowed to protect me.

The hunter roared and jumped up, flying towards my face.Now I could finally see his face clearly, the face he had been hiding in the shadows under the hood.That face was extremely ferocious, and the sharp teeth in the open mouth were no different from those of wild animals.

That's it.

This is what I should face.

His roar was in my ears, and my brain seemed to be trembling with it. At this moment, I gritted my teeth.Hold the handle of the fire ax tightly with sweaty hands.

Hold your breath, even though your heart can't stop beating at all.Close enough that I could see the hunter's yellow fangs, see its throbbing throat...

Now I know that the so-called hoarse roar does not need to be intentional at all.

That was not used as a deterrent, but an instinctive reaction when he tried his best.

Just like I am now, roaring and swinging the ax vigorously.

I also said that the hunter is ferocious, and my expression should be even more ferocious now.After the ax had been deeply embedded in his shoulder, my throat was still roaring as if it was out of my control and couldn't stop at all. It wasn't until my throat hurt and my voice was hoarse that the voice slowly disappeared by itself.

The hunter didn't come across me, nor had a chance to.It fell heavily to the ground, and its hands were still twitching in the air.Its wound didn't have a trace of blood, as a zombie, that's how it should be.

This thing is the real monster.

I stepped on its chest and pulled out the axe. As if I was angry with myself, I struck down with another axe, directly cutting off the hand that had already attacked the triangular head, which was already showing signs of decay.

I can't tell if the so-called "red eyes" is the symptom I have now. Anyway, there is no rationality in my mind at all. Even if there is a little bit of trying to call me to calm down, I can only ignore it.

For the last time, I violently swung the fire ax that was covered in black stinky liquid and other disgusting things, and swung it towards its neck.Along with the disappearance of the noise, the frightening voice finally stopped from his throat, and a head still attached to the hood flew out, and fell to the ground and rolled far away.

I used too much force, and the final inertia of the ax almost caused me to fall.But even if I managed to stand still, I was a little bit overwhelmed and dizzy because the blood in my whole body was rushing into my head just now.He threw the ax to the ground and used it as a crutch to support his body.

But even so, I still tried my best to move myself in front of the triangle head.

I treated him like that before, and now he grabbed the ax and chopped me to death, I don't have any complaints.

Maybe that would make me feel a little bit better than he is now, still not saying a word or doing anything.

"..." I wanted to say something, but for a moment I felt that I was extremely small in front of him, I couldn't say anything, and I didn't have the right to say anything.He hesitated even "I'm sorry", and couldn't say it for a long time.

Now that he was so close, the wound was even more shocking.I don’t know if it’s my psychological effect, I can even see something pulsating deep in the wound, I really don’t want to think if it’s an organ or something, but that’s the reality I have to face.

It took a while for the triangular head to raise his hand, as if he felt pain only now.I was in a daze and wanted to break his hand, but before I touched it, he touched his own wound.

The gloves were soon stained with blood.I saw his relatively dull reaction, and I mistakenly thought that this injury was nothing to him at all.But when he turned to leave, his figure was a little wobbly.

I quickly picked up the ax and ran up to support him, but luckily he didn't push me away.His body was still wet, and there were even drops of water dripping from the helmet, but this way, his body seemed even colder.

If it were an ordinary person, with such an injury, he would probably lie down and see God on the spot.Triangle Head is not an ordinary person, but I can feel that his current state is very bad.It was okay at first, but after a short walk, most of his body weight was transferred to me, which is definitely not a normal behavior of a triangle head.

But all this is my fault.What I owe him will never be repaid.

So I supported him and limped back.From the corner of his eye, he saw his wound, which was still bleeding.Although it wasn't the super unscientific splatter in movie stunts, the blood couldn't be stopped, and I couldn't imagine the consequences.The triangle head also seems to be weaker.I originally wanted to go back to the hospital, and the hospital can always find a way to deal with the wound, but now it seems that I can't last at that time, and my strength is also exhausted.

I supported the triangular head to the wall and asked him to sit down slowly against the base of the wall.I myself was about to slump to the side casually, but my hand was held by the triangle head.His triangular head was already drooping weakly, and his hand strength still remained undiminished. As soon as he pulled me down forcefully, I sat on his lap again.

His long skirt of cloth was completely soaked and stuck to his legs, and when I sat on it, the jeans were soaked with it.The feeling of rubbing against each other is a bit weird, and I don't have the brains to think about it so much.The first reaction was that I was afraid that I would crush the wounded man with too much weight, so I quickly took off the things on my back and threw them aside to reduce the weight.

As soon as the backpack fell to the ground, it immediately made a rattling sound, and I don't know how many messy things I stuffed in it, as if I came to Silent Hill to pick up the junk...

Pick up...?

I suddenly yelled, as if shaking the triangle head with fright.I stretched out my arms again and pulled the thrown backpack back with the strap.After unzipping the zipper and rummaging through it, I almost wanted to throw away all the contents, and finally found the bottle.

The potion that Leon found before, half a bottle was used to treat Moore's foot injury, and I still have half a bottle here!

The injury to the triangular head is so serious that half a bottle of medicine may not be able to completely cure it, but it is better than nothing.

I've never been so nervous before.Even when he was driven to a dead end, he wouldn't tremble as much as he does now.

I was so scared that he would leave suddenly.

My hands trembled so badly, and they were so sweaty that I couldn't even unscrew the bottle cap.I rubbed my hands on the clothes and wrung them again.

Gritting his teeth, he felt that his hands were about to be blistered by the threads on the bottle cap.I cursed me a thousand times and ten thousand times for screwing on the bottle cap with my own hands at that time, but I didn't expect to move too much and let go.

The bottle cap has not been opened, and my hand suddenly touched something soft.I was about to move my hand back and rescrew the cap when I froze.

I was dazed for a while before I dared to move my eyes slowly to my hands.

That hand is just under the head of the triangular head.I felt the soft thing, just under his helmet.

This time the triangular head also wasn't expected and didn't stop me like it did before.

It's totally different from what I thought.I have indeed guessed many times, and I have thought that the bottom is empty, or that it is also iron.But as I slowly groped, the bottom was actually solid, stuffed to the brim, and had the texture of meat, with uneven surfaces and some kind of texture.

More than that.

My hand was suddenly scratched by something, metal.

Now I couldn't bear it anymore, I bent down and looked up again, and I saw a picture that I had never imagined in my life.

Under the helmet of the triangular head, there is some kind of organ-like thing, which perfectly fills the entire triangular helmet, like a lump of meat, or... like a huge brain that is exposed outside.And there were two or three rusty iron nails nailed here and there here and there.

It's chilling to think about what it feels like to be nailed to the body, let alone the head.

It turns out that this is what Triangle Head never wanted me to see, is it his secret?

That heart-wrenching feeling started again, just like someone punched me on the chest during the fight, it was even more uncomfortable than that feeling.

I wiped my hands, grabbed one of the nails, and tried to pull it out for him.

But the moment I pulled it out, the triangular head suddenly became extremely manic.I have never seen such a violent reaction from him. I don’t know if it was because of the severe pain caused by that thing. His body tensed up and then shook violently. Before I could react, his arm hit him On my body, my whole body was directly sent flying, and fell hard on the concrete floor.

The author has something to say: Maybe the writing is a bit too novelty, and those who can’t accept it, please don’t pay too much attention to it. In the original work, Brother Triangle is like this, but in this article...well...it shouldn’t always be like this.

Speaking of which, when I was typing at night, I obviously felt swaying, and I almost ran out with my computer in my arms.

I hope everyone in Sichuan is well, and we must pay attention to safety.

Pray, good night.