The dimensional game Emperor of Europe descends

Ghosts, horror movies, urban legends…

People who are immersed in boring daily life like to seek excitement from the creation of films, television, animation, games, etc., and horror-themed stories often stimulate bored people the most.

But….

“Experience a horror movie, it’s really …”

Opening his eyes, dark eyes under the shiny lenses, Kazumi Makoto leaned against the dirty sofa, gently rubbing the rotten wood on the collapsed broken coffee table.

The dusty wood fibers are falling apart in the hands, this Saeki family’s haunted house has not been visited for more than ten years, and the inferior wood of the coffee table has become extremely fragile under the erosion of time…

“Nope… Not only the coffee table, the entire villa is made of wood, as well as the wooden floor and stairs, although broken, but not collapsed, can still be used, either the wood used well in the decoration of the Saeki house, or…”

Feeling the ubiquitous cold breath, Kazumi Makoto took a deep breath, let the cold and corrupt smell of Nasen fill his body, and savor this strange taste.

“Is this the ‘devil’?”

He laughed silently, and for the thrill-seeking Kazumi Makoto, nothing excited, joyed, and couldn’t help himself more than surreal things.

“Hey! What the hell are you coming from! ”

In the distance, the judo man leaning against the wall scolded, he was tall and burly, with a bronzed oily skin, and he looked very unpleasant.

Next to him, there was a stout man in a blue maintenance man’s uniform, and a small high school student with a face, and an otaku with glasses.

“Me? Like you, I am a player of this dimensional game. Kazumi shrugged, threw down the broken wooden dregs in his hand, and picked up a heavy glass ashtray from the wreckage of the coffee table.

Compared to the fragile wood material, the glass ashtray is intact, but dirty, full of dusty cigarette butts and dirt, and looks very disgusting.

“You guy…” The judo man leaning against the wall raised his eyebrows, looking angry, and walked over to teach Kazumi Makoto a lesson.

However, a “zizzling la-la” sound sounded from the old TV in the living room.

Countless snowflakes appeared on the TV screen, and after just two or three seconds, the snowflakes reassembled into a gray picture.

It was a dilapidated old mansion and a gloomy ancient well….

“What is it? Sadako? Is the TV show? Seeing this, the judo man hummed, but he still retreated to the side, obviously very pressed in his heart.

“Uh-uh…”

In the old TV, there was a hoarse voice, and Izumi Makoto was still sitting directly opposite the TV, and in the afterlight of his sight, the plug of the TV was not plugged into the socket.

A faint sense of gloomy coldness enveloped everyone present, and for some reason, they felt a pang of exhaustion and sleepiness, and it became difficult to even lift their arms.

Sen cold, piercing coldness brewed in their bodies, especially the otaku with glasses and the high-school student with a small face trembling and rolling their eyes, as if they were about to faint in the next second.

On the screen of the old TV, a white shadow crawled out of the ancient well, and the judo man next to the old TV felt a chill in his back, and the cold coldness rushed straight to his brain.

He already felt that something was wrong, but he didn’t have time to turn off the TV, his developed muscles became dull under the erosion of the ghost qi, and he could only turn his head with difficulty, watching the female ghost in white gradually crawl over the well, grab the edge of the TV, lean out of the TV, and touch his back….

“Bang !!!!!!”

A muffled sound woke them up, the sound of glass clashing was extremely harsh, electric sparks and smoke exploded behind the judo man, and shattered glass slag and dust were scattered on him, making him lie on the ground and wail

“Aaaa!!!a

“Stop yelling, what are you crying about?”

On the dirty couch, Kazumi Cheng threw out the ashtray in his hand and smashed the TV screen directly, and he sat on the sofa with a golden knife, watching the smoke and electric sparks in the old TV gradually dissipate.

The moment he crossed here, Kazumi felt that this TV was wrong.

At the time, although he did not get the system “game introduction”, he was able to detect the problem.

In Japan, a country full of homeless people, it is incredible that there is still a TV in such an abandoned house!

Although those homeless people did not dare to break the law, the old TV was a rare treasure in their eyes, and everything of value from pots and pans to quilts and clothes in this abandoned dwelling had long been removed by them, let alone a TV set in perfect condition.

And after getting the system’s “game introduction”, Kazumi Makoto can be sure that this TV must have a great relationship with Sadako in the horror movie, and the reason why he picked up the ashtray on the coffee table is just that this thing is heavy enough, and it is more convenient to smash the TV.

“I…”

The judo man who just looked like a crazy cool bully who “looked at you” was sitting on the ground at the moment, holding his arms and looking like a terrified little daughter-in-law, which made people unbearable to look at it directly.

“Stop talking nonsense.” Sitting on the sofa, Kazumi Makoto looked around, and when he saw that these five “teammates” had all come to their senses, he said in a deep voice:

“My name is Makoto Waizumi, an unremarkable fifteen-year-old active high school student, and the starting reward drawn is the “stand-in” ability in “Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure”.”

“Eh! JOJO！ Can you still smoke that kind of thing? The glasses otaku crouched in the corner exclaimed

“Why did I only draw useless doujinshi books! Although it is a doujin book signed by Hideri Kashiwagi…”

“Cut! It’s just a high school student, what a drag! The judo man who remembered not to eat and beat climbed up, he dusted off his body, but his legs and feet were still shaking slightly, and his voice was a little out of breath, obviously frightened by Sadako.

“That…” the glasses otaku wanted to explain the powerful ability of the stand-in, but he shrunk into a ball of promise, lest he harm the innocent, and Kazumi Makoto glanced at the judo man, and he said in a deep voice

“In these seven days, we are temporary teammates, everyone introduces themselves, I can learn from each other, let’s live together as much as possible.”

“Huh…” The judo man on the side just wanted to retort, but he smelled the scorched smell of the TV in the air, and still forced down the conversation, and his eyes were even more unkind when he looked at Makoto Kazumi.

“My name is An Yilunya! Also a high school student! Please also advise! The glasses otaku hurriedly said, stood up and nodded, and bowed ninety degrees, showing the hypocrisy of the Japanese with great respect.

An Yilun is also a character familiar with Quan Makoto, from the daily fan of “The Cultivation Method of the Passerby Heroine”, with a very soft personality, but also harmless to humans and animals.

“Takakazu Abe, is a maintenance worker, and the initial reward drawn is “Rubber Fruit Ability Person”, how to use this thing? Can you stretch that thing? Or is that thing expanding? On the side, a strong man in a blue mechanic’s uniform pouted and muttered.

Listening to the maintenance worker’s self-report, Izumi’s face froze.

Takakazu Abe, this character is also from the daily ban, but is notorious, he comes from a very niche Gay fan “The Technique of Dung Miso”, and is a very famous good man (kiyo).

And his ability rubber fruit is very suitable for engaging in foundations….

“I… That, senior, my name is Makoto Ito…” On the side, the little high-school student with a weak aura trembled and said, “I drew a firewood knife, but this is useless…”

“……”

Makoto Kazumi was speechless, although he also had the word “Makoto” in his name, but there was no comparison with this Makoto Ito, and any lover who has come into contact with ACGN’s works will not know the originator of this good boat with a good knife, the protagonist of the scumbag on campus, the humanoid self-propelled gun Makoto Ito!

That being the case….

Thinking of this, Kazumi Makoto looked at the black-haired girl squatting in the corner, the girl about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a dirty gothic loli dress, was looking at this haunted house in horror, lest she be eaten by the ghosts that suddenly appeared.

“Ru… What does this look mean by Ru! ”

“Report yourself, little one.” Kazumi Makoto leaned back on the sofa and lifted a stainless steel teapot from the coffee table, while the black-haired girl puffed out her cheeks, pretending to glare at Kazumi Makoto viciously, and then raised her hand to pat her chest and swaggered:

“Me! Wu Nai…” Speaking of this, her face flushed with faint blush, and then she coughed lightly twice and said: “That, Wugen Ruli, is also a high school student, and the prop drawn is the Evil King True Eye. ”

“Oh?” Hearing this, Kazumi nodded sincerely.

He had long recognized this girl as Wugen Ruli, from his sister Konban [My sister can’t be so cute”, but he was still very curious about the prop “Evil King True Eye” drawn by Wugen Ruli, but he did not babble and ask, but planned to leave here immediately after getting to know each other.

Moreover, he previously reported himself to his family, claiming that the initial reward he drew was a “stand-in” ability, which also deceived the honest people present, after all, if the special bloodline of the subhuman is exposed, it may also bury hidden dangers for his subsequent dimensional game career.

Although Yaren is not afraid of being killed, if he encounters an opponent who is good at sealing, or likes tortoiseshell binding, it is also quite tricky, and the ability to resurrect is Kazumi’s hole card, and he does not intend to expose it to anyone.

“Hey, what are a bunch of high school students dragging…” On the side, the judo man coughed lightly twice, and said savagely: “Laozi is Koji Tasho, the little boys hide behind me, I will protect you.” ”

Hearing this, the people present showed embarrassed expressions, especially Hequan Makoto, who was even more embarrassed.

Koji Tasho is very famous, perhaps most people don’t know his name, but they are clear about his nickname.

Japan’s GV No. 1 actor and beast ancestor!

The fame stunt is…

“The prop I drew was ‘sleepy black tea’, well, Lao Tzu doesn’t like to drink black tea.” Koji Tasho waved his hand, and his silly black and rough appearance was unbearable to look at directly.

……

Really, it’s all a bunch of rude bastards, and Hinata and Juki are still waiting for me at home….

Miss Black Cat Wugen Ruli muttered in her heart, she just wanted to open her mouth to urge everyone to leave this haunted house and go back to each house as soon as possible, but…

“Uh…”

For some reason, I opened my mouth, but I couldn’t make a sound, and even, I didn’t even breathe, my heartbeat, and even the friction of clothing….

Behind her, two palms covered with corpse spots and black hair gently clamped her neck, and the cold chill rushed straight to her brain, making her unable to make a sound anymore…

“……”

Then, dragged, slowly and silently towards the end of the corridor…