Apocalyptic Game

The people in the village seemed to hate Solam Cassirer. When Wang Luoxuan carried Solam Cassir back to the village, the young villagers simply hid from Solam Cassir. .

Before carrying out this operation, Crohn had already understood everything he knew, including Solam Cassirer's residence.

"This should be the place where this guy lives." Crohn pushed the door open, and there were many oil paintings in this small house...

"This is... Wang Du..."

Crohn was attracted by one of them at first sight. There was a cell in the picture. Three people were standing in the cell. Two of them were invisible because they were facing their backs. The person sitting on the bed in the cell was being torn apart by two ugly monsters. The person who was bitten by the monster was exactly the same as Wang Du.

"Is that guy at the scene at the time? The scene in this painting is exactly the same as that day! This is too strange!" Crohn was very sure, except for Wang Du in the cell that day, only Wang Luoxuan and himself were present. But the oil painting in front of me seems to have been seen and painted by the painter.

The surrounding oil paintings depict some people who died tragically. In these oil paintings, Crohn saw several familiar faces. Those were investigators who disappeared because of the investigation of the incident.

"What's the matter? Did that guy see them die with his own eyes?"

These paintings are too real, as if these things have happened before and have been seen with their own eyes.

"Is this me?" Crohn looked at an oil painting in the corner. The oil painting depicts the open ancient stone gate, and behind the stone gate is a darkness...a person is standing in front of the stone gate with his hand The pistol pointed to his head, although it was only a figure from the back, Crohn could still tell from the clothes on that guy, that it was himself.

"Could it be possible that this guy can predict the future?" Wang Luoxuan looked at the paintings around him. They were all tragic deaths.

"Who can know in advance about things like the future? I don't believe that my future is doomed! Maybe it's just that we scare ourselves. Compared to predicting the future, I believe this guy knows by what means All this." Crohn looked at Solam Cassirer, who was in a coma on the side. When this guy wakes up, he must ask himself.

Crohn looked at the paintings. The way the guys died in the painting made Crohn feel a little creepy...

Wang Luoxuan and Crohn were looking for clues that might be found in this not-so-large house. After searching for about five or six minutes, Thoram Cassirer, who was in a coma, suddenly sat up in shock with a look of fear.

"They're here! They're here!" Solam Cassirer had a horrified expression. He wanted to escape, but he didn't know where to escape.

"They? Could it be that!" Wang Luoxuan suddenly thought of Wang Du who died in that cell. Perhaps they were the monsters who killed Wang Du in the words of Solam Cassirer.

"Bow bark!!!"

The dogs outside barked uneasy, Wang Luoxuan took out the Demon Sword from the system backpack, ready to fight at any time...

"What's the matter?" Crohn also obviously felt something was wrong, and immediately moved closer to Wang Luoxuan.

"Hohouhouhou!!!"

"Be careful! That thing is coming!"

Unlike the time in the cell, Wang Luoxuan could hear the monster's low roar this time, and at this time one of the oil paintings began to twist...

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"Roar!!!"

A hairless monster rushed out like a corpse. The monster's head split from the middle, and it bit Wang Luoxuan's head with its huge mouthparts.

Shura's flames burned on the Bi An Demon Sword, Wang Luoxuan swung the Bi An Demon Sword in his hand forward, who knew that Bi An actually passed through the monster's body and couldn't hurt the monster at all.

"boom!!!"

Wang Luoxuan pushed Solam Cassirer beside him to the ground, and Crohn also fell down in time, so that he was not hurt by the monster. The monster opened its mouth wide and bit one of the paintings to pieces.

"Painting! Destroy the painting!" Crohn suddenly discovered something, and shouted at Wang Luoxuan, and the monster rushed towards Wang Luoxuan at a very fast speed.

The hot feeling came from his chest, even though Wang Luoxuan dodged quickly, his chest was still scratched by the monster...

It couldn’t hurt that monster at all, but that monster could hurt Wang Luoxuan. Faced with such a monster, Wang Luoxuan chose to avoid its sharp edges and distanced himself from the monster. At the same time, he turned the other shore in his hand toward the oil painting that Crohn pointed to. Threw it over.

The other shore pierced the oil painting, and the flames of Shura burned and burned the oil painting... As the oil painting began to burn, the monster's body began to fade, as if to disappear into this world...

"Hohouhouhou!!!"

The monster rushed towards Wang Luoxuan. Seeing that the most monster was about to bite Wang Luoxuan's head, the monster suddenly disappeared in front of Wang Luoxuan, and the oil painting on the wall had been burned to a dislike by the flames of Shura.

"Sure enough, this is the case again?" Crohn looked at the oil painting of burning flames with a serious expression.

"What the **** is that monster?" Wang Luoxuan did not expect that the monster's body does not exist in this world, and that it could attack him. Such a monster is really tricky. If it weren't for Crohn's discovery of the painting, I'm afraid Wang Luoxuan I'm going to be planted here.

"That monster was once faced by me and your grandfather."

"Have you faced it?"

"Well, at that time, I received the task of investigating a strange oil painting. My grandfather and I worked hard to get the oil painting during the holiday. Later, the oil painting was transported to the old house for research, and it happened. What I said. In fact, the painting is like a mirror, and it can connect to another world." Crohn looked at Thoram Cassirer behind him. It is definitely not easy for someone to paint that kind of oil painting.

"Your injury is okay!" Crohn noticed that the wound on Wang Luoxuan's chest was bleeding continuously.

"It's okay, a simple disinfection treatment should be enough." The monster's claws only hurt the skin and flesh, and it didn't have much effect.

"Okay, then next! You guy!" Crohn grabbed Solam Cassirer by the collar. The original painting may also match the lunatic painter Solam Cassirer in front of him. To be in touch.

"I...I don't know...I don't know anything..."

"Don't you know? What's the matter with all these paintings?"

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