A sea of blood, deep in the forest of the dead.
"Huchi...huchi..."
Long Heng was covered in blazing flames and running at high speed in the dense forest.
In pursuit of speed, he would even smash his head into some big trees that he couldn't avoid in time.
No.
It should be said that Long Heng had no concept of dodge at all, he just rushed forward, all the way into the distance.
Its head is as if it is made of super alloy. No matter rocks or trees, it is as fragile and loose as foam under the impact of its super speed, and will collapse upon impact.
Boom!
Another ten-meter-thick tree was smashed through by him, leaving a huge hole.
"Who is that guy?"
The running dragon shook the sawdust off his body and couldn't help but think of the humanoid monster wearing a hockey mask that suddenly appeared.
In front of that monster, my "Super Mario Physique", which had no concept of pain, seemed to have completely lost its pain-free effect and became "delicate".
Every attack from that guy, whether it was a slash or a punch, would cause him so much pain that he would tremble all over.
That kind of pain seemed to be completely affecting the soul level, completely ignoring his physical characteristics.
"Avada Kedavra can't be killed even after ten consecutive shots. It's so poisonous. Damn it!"
Dragon Heng, who was running extremely fast, gritted his teeth and said, "Even the captain can't withstand ten consecutive rounds of Avada Kedavra. What the hell kind of monster is this!"
Ten minutes ago, he saw with his own eyes that Zuo Qinghe, who had tried all kinds of tricks, was attacked by the monster-like masked old man and rushed forward. Then he was brutally pulled out of half of his vertebrae, and finally paralyzed in extremely miserable ways. It was writhing and wailing on the ground, like an earthworm that had been poured with boiling water.
Then, the masked man, who smelled strongly of blood, started cutting from the soles of Zuo Qinghe's feet with a chainsaw.
The scene was like a horror movie and almost frightened Long Heng out of his wits.
So when the other party was abusing Zuo Qinghe, he couldn't bear the fear in his heart, so he left his teammates and ran away alone.
It wasn't until his legs felt weak that he dared to stop and take out the potion and take a few sips to relieve his fatigue.
After Long Heng recovered a little strength, he turned his head left and right, his eyes looking at the dark forest around him with extreme panic.
I always feel like...that devil wearing a hockey mask is hiding in a corner and looking over with a ferocious smile.
"No! I can't stay here!"
Long Heng stood up suddenly while holding on to the tree trunk, chose a direction and started running again with his legs.
Whoosh——
Another ten minutes passed.
He reached a dark woodland with sparse trees.
The place is extremely empty and deserted. There is nothing but the thick dry leaves at the feet and a few scattered dwarf trees. Basically, there is nothing to hide.
"call--"
After taking a few breaths, Long Heng said with a smile, "Hey, I've been running for hundreds of kilometers. You probably can't find me in such a huge forest no matter how hard you look for it."
After saying that, he took a leisurely step forward.
Then, he felt a movement under his feet... as if he had stepped on something.
Hush~
The wind howled.
A piece of elastic steel that was tied to the trunk of a short tree on the left and tightened into a semi-circle at some point quickly swept towards Long Heng before he could react at all.
Poof!
"Ah!
"Long Heng screamed violently.
I saw three daggers burning with black flames tied backwards to the top of the yellow steel, as well as dense circles of black barb-shaped spikes.
At first glance, it looks like a rake from hell.
At this moment, this "nail rake" nailed Long Heng's left hand into the waist and abdomen.
The three flaming daggers on the top of the "Nail Rake" pierced his flesh and internal organs and pierced diagonally from his waist.
In an instant, blood spurted out from this tragic wound.
And out.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Long Heng had never experienced such pain before. It was so painful that he almost went crazy on the spot, so he could only curl up and half squat on the ground and scream in agony.
The pain was so severe that he couldn't even think about why these things that could never break through his skin's defenses could actually cause so much harm to him today.
It's simple. The answer lies in the black flames wrapped around the edges of the three daggers.
That flame was simply condensed from the fire of pure hatred.
In nature, it is the extreme simplified version of [Hateful Burning Heart].
Therefore, this fire is the mortal enemy of all living creatures.
Katcha～Kacha～
At this moment, Jason, a tall and muscular man, stepped out from behind a short tree that was so slender that he couldn't hide anyone at all, and slowly walked towards the dragon.
This scene is so weird that it goes against common sense.
However, this is also one of Jason's killing skills.
When Long Heng saw him appearing, he immediately roared: "You can actually chase me here...what a monster!"
After saying that, he endured the pain and tried to take a deep breath.
Hiss——
In an instant, a flame with a temperature of tens of thousands of degrees Celsius condensed out of thin air in his mouth.
Long Heng, who was at the end of his rope, obviously wanted to burn the opponent to death with a single breath of fire.
It's a pity that Jason didn't give him this chance. He used the power of anger in his palm to materialize a multi-barreled rotating machine gun filled with illusory black flames, aiming it at Long Heng.
"..."
Long Heng's mouth bulged and his face turned green with fright, and he quickly used his remaining right arm to block his face.
At this second, the machine gun suddenly fired.
Da da da da da da da da—
The terrifying stream of nearly two hundred bullets per second instantly flooded Long Heng's body.
The already astonishingly lethal bullet stream, coupled with the "enchantment" of the fire of hatred, immediately became even more terrifying.
So in just a second or two, the multi-barreled rotary machine gun attack tore apart Long Heng's right arm and shattered his entire mouth of teeth and jaw.
The high-temperature flame that was about to burst out was also choked in his throat.
at last……
Peng——
boom!
The tightly condensed fireball exploded violently inside Long Heng's skull-like incomplete head.
Suddenly, his entire body turned into a human-shaped torch.
Hua Hua Hua——
Terrible flames flowed everywhere, turning the surrounding dense forest into a scorching fire field in a short time.
Jason, who was here, immediately turned around and left after confirming that Long Heng was dead.
…
Hundreds of kilometers away.
Duan Sheng walked quickly through the deep forest with a serious look on his face, feeling very heavy.
Although it took a lot of effort to find Grandma Wolf in the corpse playground, the combat power of that thing is not high after all, and it is not too difficult to deal with, so overall there is not much danger.
But when the three of them gathered all the materials and traveled a long way to the Exile Prison to forge the Weeping Blade, as if a curse had been touched, they unexpectedly attracted a vicious man wearing a worn-out hockey mask to chase them all the way. .
After a death chase and detonating the huge lava pool at the bottom of the prison, the three of them managed to escape, but they had no choice but to disperse.
Zuo Qinghe and Long Heng may not know the identity of the masked man, but Duan Sheng does.
That man is simply the "protagonist" in the "Black Friday" series of horror films - Crystal Lake murderer Jason Voorhees.
But this undead spirit... has nothing to do with "The Legend of Anzel" at all.
One is a fantasy world, and the other is a plasma horror film with a modern urban background.
The two worlds don't even have the same style of painting, so how did they become related?
How did he get into this world?
It's just outrageous.
What made Duan Sheng even more outrageous was that... the combat power of this intruder Jason completely crushed the three of them for several rounds.
Jason in the original book is not that strong at all!
That defensive power... Even when he used his special move [Moon Breath Fourteenth Type - Ferocious Transformation Tenman Fian Yue] to blast him wildly, he was unable to damage the blood-stained leather jacket on his body. Every penny.
[An app that has been running stably for many years, comparable to the old book-chasing tool, used by all old bookworms.
"I fuck your mother!"
This sentence is in English.
As soon as Jason, who was originally calm, heard these words, he suddenly burst out with a terrifying and terrifying murderous aura.
Huhuhu——
Countless branches and leaves on the hundreds of big trees around him suddenly stopped moving, and even the temperature in the air inexplicably dropped to freezing point.
Kakaka!
The damp ground suddenly froze and turned a dirty white color.
Under this fierce and terrifying murderous aura, even the extremely furious Duan Sheng trembled instinctively, his anger also plummeted inexplicably, and even a sense of fear arose.
"Uh... I seem to have angered him." The corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, feeling a little regretful in his heart.
At this moment, Jason suddenly appeared in front of Duan Sheng and stabbed him in the face with a knife.
Boom!
A radius of several hundred meters suddenly exploded into a vacuum.
Dozens and hundreds of big trees in this area were reduced to sawdust in an instant.
Duan Sheng, on the other hand, turned into a flesh and blood skeleton the moment he was hit by the knife.
The upper body is made of silver skull, and the lower body is made of flesh and blood.
Yes, with just one strike from Jason, all the visible flesh and blood on Duan Sheng's upper body was reduced to dust invisible to the human eye.
The severe pain caused by this crack almost made Duan Sheng's soul almost burst.
Then came Jason's violent slashes.
boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
Duan Sheng's silver-white skeleton was like a ping-pong ball. One moment, it was rumbled to a thousand meters in the air and shattered the sky. The next moment, it was chopped underground and penetrated dozens or hundreds of meters of solid rock soil.
After that, Jason stepped on him with his foot again, causing the ground to break open and the thick strata to explode into the sky.
With a huge speed gap between Jason and him, he had no ability to resist at this moment. He could only passively accept this desperate beating and the pain that was so terrifying that it completely overwhelmed him.
boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
This one-sided beating lasted for a full half minute.
In just half a minute, the land with a radius of dozens of miles was "beaten" with countless pits and holes, large and small, and the originally lush forest was completely reduced to debris and dust.
The scene was so brutal that it looked like it had been carpet bombed by hundreds of fighter jets.
In the same half-minute, Duan Sheng, who was like surfing in a sea of pain, had completely lost his consciousness.
Not to mention his brain, which had long been shattered into blood mist, even his soul was tortured to the point of collapse by severe pain.
Finally, Jason stopped slashing.
Under his feet, Duan Sheng, who had completely turned into a shiny and exquisite skeleton, had lost all breath of life.
At this point, the Wild Wolf Samsara Team was completely wiped out.
At this time, Jason, who was looking down, seemed to have discovered something.
He leaned over with a machete and poked it, then used the tip of the knife to pick up a black watch from the wrist of the skeleton, held it up and looked at it.
Buzz——
At this time, subtle fluctuations in time and space suddenly flashed across the watch.
"Um?!"
Mu Cang, who was an unknown distance away from Anzel's world, was slightly startled. "This is... the Lord God's watch. It has such profound fluctuations in time and space."
After Jason remotely sensed this strange object through his senses, he immediately sent back a message:
"Keep this watch and don't act rashly until I go back to study it."
after a little while.
Jason's dry and clumsy spiritual message came:
"……yes……"
After doing this, Mu Cang slowly turned his head and looked at the painful hell in front of him that was completely different from all myths and legends.
