End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

The square church has blue-gray walls, dozens of stone steps in front of the door, and the square in front of the steps is full of tombstones. There is no bell, no pious singing, and no flying doves, only a flock of crows hovering around the cross on the top of the church.

The church shrouded in mist, with black crows, is gloomy and gloomy, giving people an indescribably strange feeling.

Russell stood at the door of the church, raised and lowered the hand that wanted to push the door, what was behind the door, human or monster?

There's something wrong with this Silent Hill...

As for what was wrong, Russell more or less realized that this world was unreal.

At the beginning, he didn't take it seriously. Silent Hill has two worlds. The surface world and the inner world overlap, and the virtual and real are intertwined and independent into one world. It is normal to be unreal.

But if you think about it carefully, that's not the case at all!

First of all, after encountering so many monsters, it's unreasonable that he didn't even trigger a lottery draw.

Secondly, his crow's mouth is too accurate, as if possessed by a moldy god, he can come up with whatever he wants!

The key problem was not the crow's mouth, but the monsters he encountered were exactly the same as he had imagined.

This is very strange!

Russell doesn't have the ability of photographic memory, and he also skips the movies. He only remembers a general idea of ​​what the monsters look like, and the details are all made up by his brain, but the brain made up is all right.

This is not a brain supplement, this is clearly original!

Also, there are too few types of monsters...

Silent Hill was originally a game, and Russell didn't know much about its world view, but any ghost-themed game that can be adapted into a movie will definitely have a variety of monsters. Because it is too monotonous and unattractive, lack of attractiveness will lead to no players, no audience, and no value on the screen.

Because of nervousness and repulsion before, he didn't expect so many, but now that he thought about it, it was indeed the case. The monsters that appeared in front of him were actually nothing but the ones he had an impression of.

"A hallucination? A dream? Or is this actually my spiritual world?"

Russell frowned and thought hard, thinking silently: "System, have I been hypnotized..."

After asking this question, Russell knew that he was asking for nothing. Judging from the previous situation, the sand sculpture system couldn't tell the difference at all.

"Uncle Luo's father, it's just an auxiliary system, it doesn't have independent information collection capabilities. The perception of the outside world comes from your senses. If you are hypnotized, then I am also hypnotized, so I can't answer this question. Woolen cloth!"

There is still a bit of gloating and low voice, although it is a loli voice, it is not cute at all, it is very unbearable, and it makes people itch involuntarily.

The garbage system is as cheating as ever, and Russell has long been mentally prepared for this, but he is not very disappointed. If his inference is true, then the dialogue with the system is very likely to be an illusion based on his subconscious.

The subconscious is very troublesome, and it is not subject to subjective control at all, and Russell can't stop himself. It’s like walking alone at night and telling yourself not to think about the plot of a horror movie, but your mind is out of control. The more you don’t want to think about it, the clearer the grimaces in your mind. Even the details that you have forgotten in the past, you can make up for them very well. lifelike.

"Russell, what's wrong?" Hooked Nose stood beside Russell, seeing him hesitating, couldn't help asking.

Russell turned sideways and looked at the hooked nose up and down: "I'm wondering if I'm dreaming, are you real, or are you an illusion."

"what!?"

After Russell finished speaking, regardless of the bewildered hooked nose, he raised his hand and pushed open the door of the church. The subconscious may be out of control, but it will never exceed personal cognition. His subconscious about the church is that there are people in it, many people, and a female archbishop.

as predicted!

After opening the door, a group of praying people were crowded in the church,

They were ragged and sluggish. In the most central position, stood a middle-aged Caucasian woman, who was the Archbishop.

When the people in the church heard the sound of the door being pushed, they looked back with numb faces. They were talking in low voices, talking about the outsiders.

The archbishop saw clearly that Russell and his group were holding dogleg knives, he was stunned for a moment, and then returned to his indifference: "Outsiders, you shouldn't have stepped here..."

Russell's eyes narrowed slightly. In his memory, the female archbishop seemed to be either a good bird, or she pushed the little girl into the abyss of hatred and created a demon of revenge.

"System, use 'Item Card: Sand Eagle·Tenjin'."

The golden light flashed, and a pair of gorgeous Sand Eagle pistols appeared in Russell's hands. The noble golden guns were covered with mysterious and delicate textures, and the sharp blades under the muzzles were shining coldly.

Click!

The bullet was loaded, and Russell raised his hand to shoot, which directly hit the archbishop's forehead. The watermelon exploded, and the body fell back straight.

There was a dead silence in the church at first, and then the numb crowd fled to the corner in horror. The door was blocked by Russell and his group, and they could only escape into the church.

Russell ignored the group of people, and suddenly turned the gun to point at the hooked nose, and locked his eyes on each other. He was going to do a test, which was related to the subconscious.

"Russell, what are you doing... Where did you get the gun?"

The hooked nose was pointed at the forehead with a gun, and cold sweat dripped involuntarily. The team members in the rear moved slowly, and Russell lifted another Sand Eagle to point at it, and they all stood obediently in place.

"Captain, I have a question I want to ask. The answer is very important and it concerns your life. Please answer me accurately." Russell seemed to frown and thought hard: "Before you mentioned that there are many special people in the world , Among them are people with the same hair color and skin color as me. I want to know, what is the official organization of this group of people in China?"

The corners of the eagle's nose and eyes twitched, facing the black muzzle of the gun, it was still a large-caliber Sand Eagle, and said very sincerely: "Dragon group!"

Russell nodded, very sure of the answer, and continued to ask: "There is nothing other than the dragon group, such as an official organization with all female members..."

"Phoenix Group!"

"Hehehe, the expected answer, sometimes a lack of imagination is not necessarily a bad thing."

Russell suddenly laughed, his aquiline nose was unclear, and a stiff smile appeared on his face, and he laughed out loud together.

Boom!

With a gunshot, the hooked-nosed corpse fell to the ground lifeless, brains splashed, and the team members behind him turned and ran.

Russell didn't choose to pursue him. Russell had already confirmed that he was in an illusion, so he would naturally not do meaningless things. The most important thing right now was how to leave the illusion.

In the past, without the card to crack the illusion, he could only wait to die, but now it is different, he is no longer an ordinary person.

Boom!

Communicating with the magic power in his body, Russell raised his hand and hit the ground with a shot, leaving a smoking crater on the floor.

The first attempt failed, the magic power enveloped the bullet, but the moment it came out of the chamber, the passive energy dissipated. He tried two more times, but still ended in failure. With his layman's superficial use, it is very difficult to defeat the environment with magic power.

"Uncle Luo's father, that's not how magic is used! Not to mention that your bullets cannot be enchanted, even if the enchantment is successful, they can only be used for fighting, and are invalid for breaking the environment."

Russell frowned: "Silly dog, are you hallucinating or real?"

"Really, as long as you are alive, our communication will not be blocked."

"Then do you have any better suggestions?"

"Use magic to fight magic. You fall into the environment because your senses are manipulated by other people's magic. Just smash it."

Russell stood on the spot holding the Sand Eagle with two guns, his eyes closed tightly, mobilizing the magic power in his body to vibrate wildly. At this moment, he seemed to look inside himself, and more and more blue light spots lit up on the phantom image of the human figure, which was the magic power activated by him.

At the position of the phantom's head, a dark halo entrenched tightly, and the blue dots of light connected to form a surface, crushing the darkness.

Click! ! !

Like the sound of a broken mirror, Russell opened his eyes again, and the surrounding scenery has changed drastically. There is no church, he is still in the cave, surrounded by densely packed skeletons, and corpses all over the ground.

It was the corpses of the squad members, and the bodies of the hooked noses were also there. Some of them had been torn into pieces, or they had been attacked by sharp knives, decapitated or cut in half.

The way of death is a bit... familiar!

"What a ruthless person, his attack is so vicious..." Russell said with a serious face, "Go at ease, I will avenge you, so... don't entrust me with dreams!"

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【Fighting Street Diary】

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