End of the Sky

The square-shaped church has blue-grey walls, dozens of stone steps in front of the door, and the square in front of the steps is full of tombstones. There were no bells, no devout salutes, no flying white pigeons, only a group of crows circling around the cross at the top of the church.

The church in the mist is covered with black crows, dark and gloomy, giving a strange sense beyond words.

Russell stood at the door of the church. His hand that wanted to push the door up and down again. What is behind the door, human or monster?

This silent mountain is a bit wrong ...

哪里 As for what is wrong, Russell is more or less enlightened, and the world is very unreal.

At the beginning, he didn't take it seriously. There are two worlds in Silent Hill. The superficial world and the inner world overlap.

I can think about it, it's not the case at all!

First of all, after encountering so many monsters, he didn't even trigger a lottery, which is very unreasonable.

Second, his crow's mouth is too accurate, as if the mold is attached, what comes to think!

The key problem is not the crow's mouth, but the monsters encountered, just like his hair.

It's weird!

Russell does not have the ability to never forget, and the movie is also jumping to watch. What the monsters look like, he only remembers one, the details are all based on brain supplements, but the brain supplements are all right.

This is not brain supplement, this is obviously original!

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

Silent Hill was originally a game. Russell didn't know much about his worldview, but any kind of ghost-themed game that can be adapted into a movie will definitely have a lot of monsters. Because it is too monotonous and unattractive, the lack of attractiveness will result in no player and no value on the screen without an audience.

Because of nervousness and rejection, I didn't expect so much. Now I really want to come. The monster that appeared in front of him has nothing but his own impression.

"Illusion? Dream? Or is it actually my spiritual world?"

Russell frowned, thinking in his heart: "System, am I hypnotized ..."

出来 When asked, Russell knew that he was asking in vain. From the previous situation, the sand sculpture system did not distinguish it at all.

"Uncle Luo, people are just auxiliary systems, and they do n’t have independent information collection capabilities. All the outside perceptions come from your senses. If you are hypnotized, then I am equivalent to being hypnotized, so I cannot answer this question. Then! "

I still have a little bit of gloat, although it is a loli sound, but it is not cute at all, it is very embarrassing, it makes people involuntarily itch.

The garbage system, as always, is a pit father. Russell has been mentally prepared for this, but he is not disappointed. If his inference is true, then the dialogue with the system is likely to be an illusion based on his subconscious mind.

Unconsciousness is troublesome and is not subject to subjective control at all, and Russell has no way to stop himself. It's like walking alone at night, telling yourself not to think about the story of a horror movie, but your mind is completely uncontrolled, the more you don't want to think about it, the clearer the grimace in your brain, even the details you have forgotten in the past can make up for it lifelike.

"Russell, is there anything wrong?" Hawk's nose stood next to Russell, seeing that he was staggering, could not help but ask.

Russell turned to his side and looked up and down the hawk nose: "I wonder if I am dreaming, are you real, or is it an illusion."

"what!?"

After Russell said, no matter how aggressive the hawk-nosed face was, he raised his hand and opened the door of the church. The subconscious mind may be uncontrolled, but it will never exceed the personal cognition. His subconscious mind about the church is that there are people, many people, and a female archbishop.

as expected!

After pushing the door open, the church was crowded with a group of people who were praying, their clothes were shabby and their expressions were sluggish. At the most central position, there is a middle-aged white woman, the archbishop.

The people in the church heard the sound of a door push and looked numb with a numb look. They whispered and talked to outsiders.

The Archbishop saw that Russell and his group were holding dog-leg knives. They froze for a moment, then resumed calmly: "Foreigners, you should not step in here ..."

Russell's eyes narrowed slightly. In memory, the female archbishop did not seem to be a good bird, or she pushed the little girl into the abyss of hatred, and created the demon of revenge in one hand.

"System, use the‘ Item Card: Sand Eagle · Tenjin ’.”

The golden light flashed, and Russell appeared a pair of gorgeous sand eagle pistols in his hands. The noble golden gun body was covered with mysterious and delicate textures, and the sharp blade under the muzzle was cold and radiant.

Click!

When the bullet was loaded, Russell raised his hand and shot it, hitting the archbishop's brows directly, the cracked watermelon burst, and the body straightened and fell.

There was first silence in the church, and then the numb crowd fled to the corner in horror. The gate was blocked by Russell and they could only escape into the church.

Russell ignored this group of people, turned his gun sharply to point to the hawk nose, locked his eyes with each other's eyes, he had to do a test, this test is related to the subconscious.

"Russell, what are you doing ... where's your gun?"

The hawk's nose was pointed at the forehead by the gun, and cold sweat dripped involuntarily. The team members at the rear moved slowly, and Russell lifted up another sand eagle, all of them standing honestly.

"Captain, I have a question for you to ask. The answer is very important. It's about your life. Please answer me accurately." Russell seemed to frown. "You mentioned that there are many special people in the world. Among them are people who have the same color and skin color as me. I want to know, what is the official organization of this group of people in China? "

The eagle's nose twitched, and facing the muzzle of a black hole, or a large-caliber sand eagle, said very heartily: "Dragon!"

Russell nodded, and was very sure of the answer, and continued to ask: "There is nothing else except the dragon group, such as the official organization that is all female members ..."

"Feng group!"

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

Russell suddenly laughed. The hawk's nose was unknown, so a stiff smile appeared on his face, and he laughed together.

Huh!

There was a gunshot, and the hawk-nosed corpse fell to the ground and died, his brain splashed, and the team members behind him turned and ran.

I didn't choose to chase. Russell has confirmed that he is in a fantasy state and naturally will not do meaningless things. The most important thing now is how to leave the fantasy state.

I replaced it with a card that did n’t crack the illusion before. He could only wait to die in situ, but now it ’s different. He is no longer an ordinary person.

Huh!

Communicating the magic in his body, Russell raised his hand to hit the ground, leaving a smoking crater on the floor.

The first attempt failed. The magic enveloped the bullet, but at the moment of venting, the passive energy shook off. He tried again two times ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ still ended in failure, with his superficial use of layman, it is difficult to use magic to defeat the environment.

"Daddy Uncle Luo, the magic is not used this way! Let's not say that your bullet cannot be enchanted. Even if the enchantment is successful, it can only be used for combat, and it has no effect on the broken environment."

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

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

"What suggestions do you have?"

"Using magic to fight magic, you fall into the environment because your senses are manipulated by the magic of others, just break it."

Russell stood in place with his two guns, and closed his eyes tightly, mobilizing the magic in his body to shake madly. At this moment, he seemed to look inside himself. On the ghost image of the human form, more and more blue light was lit, which was the magic power activated by him.

At the position of the ghost's head, a faint halo lingered, and the blue dots of light were connected to form a surface, and the bleakness was washed away by the drowsiness.

Click! !! !!

As if the sound of a broken mirror, Russell opened his eyes again, and the surrounding scenery had changed greatly. Without a church, he is still in a cave, surrounded by dense bones and dead bodies.

I was the body of a team member, and the body of the hawk-nosed was also there. Some of them were torn into pieces, or they were attacked by sharp blades, without their heads or cut in half.

Strangling is a little ... familiar!

"Good man, it turned out to be so spicy ..." Russell looked solemnly and indignantly, "Go ahead, I will take revenge on you, so ... don't give me a dream!"

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