Super God: From Ghost Controller to Emperor Fengdu

In an alley diagonally opposite the museum, Wu Zhao stepped out, and the treacherous energy around him quickly disappeared as the trick door was retracted.

"Wow! my God!"

Huh? -

Wu Zhao looked back.

He happened to see a haggard drug addict, his body twisted and limp on the ground as if he had been struck by lightning. He stared at a pair of protruding eyes, full of fear and curiosity. Emmm...

So, the investigation work of the teleportation destination is really not suitable to be ignored...

But... just this guy's crumbling red of life...

In three to five days, it should be him It's time to meet God in advance...

Raise your hand and wave. The heat flows.

This drug addict and homeless person who is common in Meilijian, in a burst of bright fire from the inside out, dispersed into a pool of ashes mixed with a few A thing with broken bones.

Until death.

This slovenly, haggard old man did not feel the slightest pain. He went to see the God he cherished in advance.

Of course.

There is a greater possibility that when this old man opens his eyes, he will see It's hard to tell with Mephisto's old face.

After doing all this,

Wu Zhao stepped out of the alleyway and looked to the opposite side with an inexplicable expression.

There was a hemispherical black and mysterious realm, lying upside down on the ground, covering the entire museum. It is surrounded by several residential houses and office buildings.

The streets are still full of people and traffic.

But those people would not have thought that what they passed by was once quite famous in the surrounding neighborhoods. In the landmark building, it is already a gloomy and mysterious area, a forbidden area for living people!

The key is that this mysterious area is gradually expanding as the number of living people devoured continues to increase.

It won't take long.

The entire street will be The mysterious domain is cut off, and then surrounding pedestrian streets, commercial buildings, subway stations and other densely populated areas will be covered!

By then!

It will be a complete supernatural out-of-control event!

A rough estimate.

Wu Zhao even believes that if If left unchecked, Niu Yue will add 20,000 to 30,000 abnormal death lists to the police files on this day alone!

Crunch! -

A bus with a Midtown Junior High School approached the museum and braked to an emergency stop at the platform.

Followed closely.

A group of junior high school students at an age where people hate dogs.

Under the leadership of two teachers, they formed two twisted queues.

It was obvious.

This was organized by the school of Zhongcheng Junior High School. Together they An information class to expand knowledge and reminisce about the past and present.

And their target is this private museum founded by Zhongcheng alumni.

Unfortunately, through online information, Wu Zhao learned that most of the cultural relics and antiques collected in this museum were acquired by Donghuang , there are also some ancient remnants of Indian characteristics. There are even rumors that this private museum also contains two well-preserved dried scalps of Indians!

Tsk tsk!

It is indeed a lesson for broadening knowledge and recalling the past and present..Wu

Zhao pulled down the brim of his baseball cap.

He walked across the street and walked directly into the treacherous realm!

As for the group of junior high school students.

Please believe that it will be the most amazing lesson. I hope this group of elite students will stand firm. , you can gain that unique spiritual baptism in the process

……

Peter Parker.

Poor guy, coward, nerd, whatever.

These bad nicknames are enough to show that his life in Zhongcheng Junior High School is not comfortable at all.

Bullying, hazing!

Ridicule and isolation!

Peter has tried them all. If it weren't for the encouragement of Uncle Ben's chicken soup of life, and if it weren't for the warm comfort of Aunt May's home, it's hard to say what little Peter would eventually grow into.

Maybe he is an idle person on the streets, or maybe he is a flag-waving cannon fodder at the bottom of the gang. certainly.

It is more likely that he made his own powerful nail gun, killed everyone on campus, and then became another real-life example of the TV station using it to boost ratings and criticize political opponents.

Then, titles such as murderers, villains, anti-social elements, etc. of the new era were awarded.

Ended up in some prison.

Imprisonment until death.

Please believe that during a certain period of time, this was the future that Peter constructed in his mind countless times when he was extremely depressed! certainly.

Teenagers' dreams can't all be so dark, violent, and crazy.

Peter also has his own heroic dream!

Since a few years ago, during the riots at the Stark Expo, he was personally saved by the famous Iron Man Tony Stark.

The hero's dream was deeply engraved in little Peter's heart.

But.

Any kind of young man's reverie about the future.

Those... or dark, violent, crazy... or justice, persistence, tenacity... no matter what reasonable or unreasonable assumptions they are, this scene does not exist!

The wind is lingering!

Rivers of blood!

Corpses everywhere!

That shouldn't be what happened in New York!

It shouldn’t be a scene that a group of minors should face directly!

Peter swore.

Before entering this museum, the teacher who had been guiding them and cooperating with the museum staff to explain to their group of students, was so bizarre that he folded 180 degrees in front of him!

Broken spine!

Torn waist and abdomen!

The blood was mixed with internal organs and dirt, surging like a fountain!

Peter had to admit that he was scared to death, and there were many others like him! Including teachers, museum staff, and even my less friendly classmates!

The screams echoed through the sky!

Curses kept coming and going!

Some people were running around, trying to find a way out in this empty museum.

Some people huddled in the corner, waiting for police rescue. unfortunately.

Peter was the one hiding in the corner, huddled in a ball, helplessly waiting for rescue.

No other reason.

Experienced the nausea and horror of the first meeting.

Peter's own intelligence and innate calmness began to dominate his brain. It was only then that Peter discovered the anomalies in this museum that he had never noticed before.

First of all: the number of people is wrong!

As the most famous museum in New York with a huge collection, there are quite a lot of tourists here!

It will definitely not develop to the point where there are three or two kittens now!

Secondly:

The atmosphere is not right!

Warm lighting is commonly used in any museum, rather than cold lighting like in morgues.

The atmosphere.

I don’t know when it started to become particularly spooky and scary!

Again: the logic is wrong!

Under normal logic, no matter how rubbish the area of ​​a museum is, someone should have successfully escaped from the time of the incident to now, right?

If nothing else works, you can always take out your cell phone and call the police, right?

However!

No!

No one can escape successfully!

Likewise, no one was able to make successful calls to mobile phones!