Pfft…
The Skeleton Gentleman was shattered into tiny bits and pieces under the continuous bombardment.
A gap appeared in the clouds, and the bright moonlight and starlight once again enveloped the sky.
The rune chains that locked Dean's body were completely blurred, and a prompt popped up in front of him: You killed the afterimage of Baron Samedi, the Voodoo God of Death, your proficiency +100, fighting level 4 (105→205/500),
Supernatural Hunter activates, and you draw 0.7 Will.
Will: 19→19.7.
Dean felt a cold liquid flow through his brain, the dullness and irritability in his chest disappeared, and the consumed physical and mental energy was quickly replenished.
He slowly landed on the ground, and the weapons flying messily in the sky were arranged in an orderly row, suspended behind him.
He looked towards the direction of Xia En's escape, and faintly caught a little bit of red light twinkling like stars in the dark night sky, far faster than any means of transportation and telekinesis.
"We are going to Honey Island Swamp. Are we looking for the regenerator Victor Crowley?!"
What will happen if a curser who is driven by hatred meets an immortal curse product?
Dean had a very bad feeling in his head.
He flew away from the ruins in a flash and flew back to the Chevrolet two kilometers away. A snap of his fingers woke up Farage who was dozing in the driver's seat.
"Sorry, Dean, I was too tired and accidentally fell asleep. Have you finished investigating the house?"
"Notify Gretchen immediately!" Dean looked at the woman with a serious face, "New Orleans is in danger, let them leave!"
Farage stepped on the accelerator and the car sped away!
…
At this moment, Xia En was flying in the strong wind at high altitude, and traces of black mist filled her body uncontrollably, fading in a slow rhythm, as if there was a mysterious place in the void that kept calling her and absorbing her. .
The hut where she died was both a prison and a shelter, allowing her to stay in the real world as a soul for decades.
Now that the house is broken, she is free but also without protection. The call from the world of the dead becomes unstoppable and makes her weaker.
But the obsession in her heart that had lasted for decades only became stronger.
…
Brush brush brush——
She flew hundreds of kilometers in pursuit of the cursed induction, and the outlines of turquoise lakes, green islands, and soft swamps appeared in the dark earth beneath her.
And just on the island, in an alder bush.
A tall man with a deformed face and an icy murderous aura was silently patrolling with a hatchet in his hand.
At a certain moment, a ripple appeared in his calm heart.
A mysterious connection made him couldn't help but look up at the sky, where a looming figure in a black gauze skirt was reflected in the moonlight.
The pale and familiar face, the intimacy that penetrates deep into the soul.
Victor's heart, which had stopped beating long ago, began to beat loudly. A gap opened in the dust-laden memory, and a vivid picture spewed out.
That was the woman Thomas had introduced to him countless times by pointing to the photo.
His outturned lips trembled twice, trying to say something.
"How ugly!"
Shane fell in front of Victor, looking at the monster he had created in front of him and shaking his head sarcastically, but thinking of his shameless parents and his current fate, a huge sense of joy arose spontaneously. , a sickly blush appeared on his pale cheeks, the blood in his eyes became thicker, and his soul trembled unconsciously.
The strong man with the hatchet knelt down in front of her devoutly, as if he was worshiping a god.
"Victor Crowley...the man cursed by fate. Your mother died in childbirth. You were born with a hateful face. You suffered countless bullying and discrimination in your childhood. You were unable to make any friends. You were surrounded by only constant... Ridicule, pain, frustration, and no joy at all. In the end, your father Thomas killed you with his own hands and betrayed you."
Shane asked in a sharp and harsh voice,
"Do you hate it?"
"Do you hate this world that spurns you and tortures you?"
A trace of confusion flashed across Victor's face, turning urgently into coldness, and his eyes, one large and one small, narrowed like a beast.
"Come, let the world feel our despair!"
Shane held Victor's rough hands covered with calluses and dead skin.
With the black veil flying, she rushed into this strong body.
The figures among the trees in the moonlight began to expand and deform rapidly.
Huhu...
A strong wind blew across Honey Island, and the trees swayed their branches. The green leaves quickly turned yellow, and fell off along with the dry and bent branches.
There were heavy lamentations in the air, and the rabbits, squirrels, owls, and poisonous snakes in the woods fell to the ground stiffly and died suddenly.
The thick black water of the swamp and the lake near the island seemed to be boiling. Hot bubbles and white smoke appeared. The crocodile floated to the surface in the thick smoke, turned over and exposed its snow-white belly, and lost all movement.
Honey Island seemed to have suffered a huge and fierce plague. Most of the animals and plants on the island died in an instant. From their corpses with residual warmth, wisps of black smoke flew into the deforming bodies in the center of the island. middle.
Victor's height increased to a frightening five meters, with ugly sarcomas protruding from under his thick, horny skin, and hideous snow-white bone spurs emerging from his joints. At the same time, the short-handled ax in his hand grew larger. Several times, the ax blade was flowing with scarlet light like blood.
The most horrifying thing was that there was a huge gaping hole on the right side of Victor's neck, and a second wet, mucus-covered head grew out of it.
This face is no longer deformed and ugly, but a woman's face with long flowing hair, delicate features, and fair skin. It belongs to Xia En, but her red eyes are flashing with crazy murderous intent, and she screams sharply,
"The ancient restrictions have been lifted, let's go and set off a wave of destruction!"
"Go to New Orleans and kill those bad guys who burned you! Spread death!"
Hoho!
The head on the right opened its mouth wide and let out a rude roar.
The two-headed regenerator stepped on the dead animals on the ground and ran away from the island.
A five-meter-high mountain of flesh made the ground vibrate with every footfall. In the blink of an eye, he crossed the lake from the edge of the island and teleported to the road outside the island at an incredible speed.
…
Late at night, the two-headed regenerator quickly ran out of the remote suburbs and approached the main road leading to New Orleans.
Two bright yellow lights appeared in the darkness not far away, and a large silver-gray truck drove out of the darkness. The regenerator suddenly jumped up, flew dozens of meters, and fell like a meteorite. The giant ax in his hand was aimed at the front of the truck. !
Swish——
The ax hit the metal body like a fish on a chopping board, splitting the entire truck into two.
Half of the vehicle lost control, crashed through the guardrail and crashed into the dense trees.
The other half made a roaring explosion, flew into the sky, and burst into flames.
The regenerator kept walking over the wreckage of the truck. Shane's face opened his mouth and uttered a spell, and he continued to run forward.
And not long after he left.
Climbing out of the wreckage of the truck was a man whose body was scorched and disfigured, with bursts of black smoke coming out. He was like a zombie who had lost his soul and had only an empty shell. He stretched out his hands forward and followed the regenerator with rigid steps. , heading to New Orleans.
Boom!
A huge explosion tore through the silent night.
The two-headed regenerators started killing indiscriminately along the speeding road.
The cars that came into its sight were all split apart, crushed, and crushed into burning pieces of scrap metal, which were illuminated along the road like street lights.
The victims in the car, under the call of Xia En's vicious spell, turned into resurrected corpses and followed her, attacking and killing the fish that slipped through the net.
When the double-headed regenerator looks out at the crowded streets and Creole-style buildings of New Orleans' Lower Garden District.
Behind it were already followed hundreds of blood-soaked and hideous-looking soul-returning corpses, like a zombie army, rushing towards the city in a mighty manner.
…
Late night in the garden area, roadside gas station.
Old Flo was refueling a Ford pickup truck when he was suddenly attracted by a loud "bang bang bang" noise.
"Is there an earthquake?" Old Flo shook the gas gun in his hand.
"That's impossible, there are only hurricanes in New Orleans..." The driver in the pickup truck, chewing gum, shook his head, and suddenly his eyes widened, "What is that?"
On the road out of the city not far away, the street lights illuminated a giant. His ridiculously large green denim overalls made him look like a funny statue, but at the top, there was a head covered with sarcoma, a high forehead, and an indifferent expression. , and another beautiful woman's head, arranged on the left and right.
Two completely opposite styles, both beautiful and ugly, form an eye-catching and strong visual impact.
The beautiful head grinned slightly and gave them a seductive smile. It clenched the giant ax in its right hand that was as tall as a normal person and threw it.
Whoosh——
The ax hit the fuel tanker, and the metal collided with metal, and the flying sparks instantly ignited the entire machine and the Ford car next to it.
Boom!
The car's fuel tank exploded, flames shot into the sky, and the driver screamed and turned into a burning man.
The powerful air shock wave sent Flo flying to the wall and sliding to the ground, rolling several times.
He endured the severe pain of the fracture and looked up to see red flames rapidly spreading around...
Another person on duty in the room rushed out to pick up the fire extinguisher. Before he could use it, a hand half the size of an ordinary person's body pinched his waist and lifted his feet off the ground.
In the light of the fire, a cruel smile appeared on the female head, and she pinched it with her palm.
Click...
Blood, flesh and broken bones shot out from the fingertips like a fountain, staining the walls and machines red, and the firefighters were directly crushed into a ball of meat.
Then he was thrown hard, knocking down Flo who was still breathing.
moment.
Flo, who was bleeding from seven holes and with a dent in his head, slowly got up and looked at the two-headed man with dull eyes. As if he had received some kind of order, he pulled out the gas nozzles one by one and set them on fire.
The gas station turned into a sea of flames, brewing a tragic explosion.
The two-headed man retrieved the two-handed ax from the flames and climbed onto the roof of the gas station to look around. Citizens in nearby villas were alerted by the abnormal noise and stood at the windows to check on the situation, and then screamed in surprise.
"Oh my God! There's a fire at the gas station!"
"What's that standing on the ceiling, a statue?"
"Open your eyes and look, it has two heads, at least two stories high!"
"Monster! There is a monster in the lower garden area! Call the police, call the police!"
The originally silent late night became as noisy and boiling as a frying pan, and the crowd screamed like ants on a hot pan.
The two-headed man had a twisted face, listening to the sweet screams, and his four eyes flashed red with excitement.
"Haha, they all have to die, everyone is going to die tonight!"
It bent its knees and jumped up like a spring, spanning dozens of meters and hitting a three-story villa across the road. The solid concrete shattered instantly under the huge force, breaking open a five-meter-tall human figure. The dent was struck from the head again by an exaggeratedly large battle ax!
The villa collapsed and turned into ruins.
Dust, gravel, and broken steel bars rose up, mixed with dazzling bright red spots.
The residents in the house couldn't even scream and were crushed into minced meat.
Xia En grabbed another jeep on the side of the road and threw it towards the villa on the left. Half of the car broke through the balcony guardrail and wooden door, and sank into the wall.
She jumped to the roof of the villa, held the ax high in both hands and smashed through the ceiling. She dug into the hole with her rough hands and fished out a screaming man. She threw the man into the middle of the road like a baseball, hitting a speeding car. Toyota car in motion.
Screeching brakes and horns.
The Toyota swerved several times on the road, leaving eye-catching tire marks, and hit a fire hydrant on the roadside.
White water spurted out from the fire hydrant's breach and splashed several meters into the air.
The dizzy driver kicked open the dented car door and walked towards the man who hit the car.
"Sir, hold on, I'll call an ambulance right away!"
"ah!"
The man stood up like a corpse, threw the driver to the ground, opened his bloody teeth, and gave the driver a hard bite on the throat.
The splattered blood stained the stiff face and pale mouth, making the man look like a ghost.
He turned around and staggered towards the roadside restaurant, while the driver, who was bitten to death in a pool of blood, slowly stood up and followed behind him with a hiss and a low growl.
Countless residents noticed the terrifying fire in the gas station and heard the terrifying noises on the street. They left their homes in panic and took to the streets, preparing to flee the garden area. However, what greeted them was a group of returning corpses running from the road out of the city.
The soul-returning corpse moves slower than ordinary people, but is fearless of pain, has no vital points on its body, and has amazing strength.
This group of ordinary people who woke up from their sleep in the middle of the night were so frightened that they scurried around like headless flies. They were thrown to the ground one after another, bitten and choked. Then they stood up with stiff expressions and joined the returning corpses. Team!
Not only do they attack humans, they also break into homes and set fire to them.
Fires were lit everywhere in the dark night, crazy killings were staged in the streets and alleys, and desperate screams echoed...
In less than five minutes, the quiet and beautiful Garden Street turned into a purgatory where evil spirits raged.
"Haha!" Xia En admired the chaotic scene on the street, with a huge sense of satisfaction on his face. "Scream, feel the despair! But it's not enough, not enough!"
On the other side, Victor's deformed head had a lion's nose, and he could smell the smell of his enemies who set fire to him decades ago. His eyes showed cold murderous intent, and the giant ax in his hand smashed through the side wall of a tall building like a mountaineering pickaxe. He climbed to the top of the building, jumped up and down, rising and falling on the roofs of villas, like an ape climbing in the steel jungle, tracking away.
…
A double-glazed house in the garden area.
Gretchen anxiously advised a group of companions,
"Didn't you hear what Dean and Farage said? It's dangerous, leave now!"
"There's no escape." Trent rubbed his red eyes and sat on the sofa with a sad smile, "I've been living with guilt for twenty years and can't sleep peacefully even once. I'm tired. I’m not leaving.”
Bob, who was sitting next to him, raised his spectacles on the bridge of his nose and said, "If Victor wants to kill us to rest in peace, let him kill us. Death is not a relief."
Gretchen clenched the gun at her waist, glared at the two of them, and turned to the other family helplessly, "Pastor Jacob, this matter has nothing to do with you, leave now!"
"No, there are three sincerely repenting sinners here, waiting for forgiveness and redemption." Jacob kissed the cross on his chest and hugged his children from one side to the other. "As servants of God, we have the responsibility and obligation to help them."
"My child, are you afraid?"
Scott and Katie looked at each other, took a deep breath, and shook their heads.
"A bunch of lunatics, are you tired of living?!"
Samson, one of the three sinners, gritted his teeth and abandoned everyone, rushing to the door. His close family was waiting for him. He must not die!
But he just opened the door.
Bang bang!
The ground outside the house began to shake strangely, and at the end of the line of sight, in the night, a huge figure appeared faintly, jumping with astonishing agility on the top of the buildings, approaching quickly!
(End of chapter)
