Horror Resurgence : The Age of the Global Script

"Open the door quickly!"

No. 1 hurriedly slapped the iron door.

...

In the church, the pastor and priest Jamu is listening to the believers' confessions.

"I'm guilty!"

A believer and Father Jia looked at each other through the window. No one could see the other, so that people could talk with peace of mind.

"Speak under God's watchful eye!"

Father Jia's voice was calm.

"I killed someone!"

The tone of the believer was also very calm.

"If you make a mistake once and realize your mistake, there is still hope!"

Father Jia comforted him.

"Really? I killed a lot of people!"

the believer asked.

"How many people have you killed?"

There was a hint of curiosity in Father Jia's calm tone.

"A lot, there should be dozens? Or more, I'm sorry, I forgot!!"

When believers say these numbers, they do not mean to repent at all.

"So, the purpose of your coming here is to show off?"

There was a hint of questioning in Father Jia's tone.

"yes!"

The believers were somewhat proud.

The two were silent for a moment in front of the window. Father Jia sighed: "Actually, I have killed quite a lot of people!"

"so what?"

the believer asked outside the window.

"So, tonight a large number of undead will resurrect and demand their lives from us!"

After Father Jia finished speaking, the church was already overcrowded with corpses.

"Father! Father, evil spirits have surrounded the church!"

At this time, a believer walked into the priest's side of the confessional.

This is none other than Duanmu Changfeng’s lackey Cao Kun.

"Okay, you come and listen to the confession! I'll go take a look!"

Father Jia left the confessional.

Cao Kun put his face to the window and saw the faces of the believers.

Yes, the believer is Duanmu Changfeng.

After the two met, they showed a smile.

At the door of the church, the door was violently hit!

Looking at the way the door is shaking, it seems like it won't last long.

There were only two people in the church, one man and two women.

The man is Wang Lin, who serves as the deputy priest of the church in the play and is a subordinate of Father Jia!

One of the women is Liu Qingqing, now dressed like a nun.

The last girl was Tang Wanwan whose husband died.

At this time, Tang Wanwan was hiding under the icon of Jesus to repent.

"Father, we may not be able to stop you!!"

Wang Lin looked slightly panicked.

Father Jamu looked calm.

"Get the holy water!"

Father Jia shouted.

Sister Queen Lin went to get a bowl of holy water from under the statue of Jesus.

Jamu chanted a spell in his mouth, and then poured holy water on the door.

"Ho~"

Suddenly, there was a scream.

Immediately, there was sudden silence outside the door.

"Wang Lin, go to the storage room and get the holy sword!"

"good!"

Wang Lin went to the storage room at Father Jia's prompt.

Although one of the purposes is to get the blessed sword, it is actually to open the door for Zhou Yang and others.

As for Zhou Yang, he has already felt the zombies chasing him.

Everyone is waiting for the next actor to open the door.

At this time, the roar of the zombies was getting closer and closer.

"Roar!"

The silhouette of a zombie appears in the curved aisle!

Crunch!

Just in time, the iron door opened!

"Come in quickly!"

After Wang Lin opened the door, everyone hurried in, but Zhou Yang was still at the back.

I saw him putting his hand on the head of the zombie at the front.

call!

The zombie's orifices started to smoke!

flames explode,

Swallow the zombies instantly!

Zhou Yang then retreated behind the gate.

It will take a while for the magic fire to burn, and with the thick iron gate, it should be difficult to break through here.

Wang Lin and Zhou Yang have known each other before, and this is their second collaboration.

Looking at the sword in Wang Lin's hand, Zhou Yang felt a little uncomfortable.

The body is rejecting the aura conveyed by this sword.

"Come on, the priest is in the church hall!"

After Wang Lin finished speaking, everyone followed him.

Soon, everyone arrived at the church hall.

At this time, the church seemed to be very quiet, Duanmu Changfeng and Cao Kun also arrived here.

"Father, I got the holy sword!"

Wang Lin held the one-foot-long holy sword in both hands and bent down respectfully.

Father Jia looked at the holy sword with a pious expression: "Please follow me to slay the devil with the holy sword!"

Zhou Yang looked at this holy sword and felt that this holy sword was not simple. It could be said to be the best among all the intermediate cursed magic weapons he had ever seen.

No! This may be an advanced cursed magic weapon.

However, this kind of holy sword is randomly placed in the storage room. There is something wrong with the plot.

But when I think about it, the plot is just the plot, why should it be more realistic?

Zhou Yang also noticed Duanmu Changfeng's unabashed greed.

Obviously, he really wants this holy sword...

Duanmu Changfeng is now facing the threshold of being promoted to a senior actor. The subsequent scripts will definitely become increasingly difficult, especially if he has to participate in a senior script and survive in order to be promoted to a senior actor.

However, this difficulty can be imagined, so this holy sword is the key.

Father Jia didn't seem to notice Duanmu Changfeng's unabashed greed. He held the holy sword solemnly and looked at the church door.

Perhaps the effect of the holy water had failed, and there was another crash outside the door.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a huge impact, like it was hitting everyone's chest.

The door also began to deform, and through the cracks in the door, it seemed that the ferocious faces of the zombies could still be seen.

The amateur Tang Wanwan and the four robbers were already shaking with fear.

boom!

The door was knocked open, and zombies rushed in instantly.

But the moment they saw the icon of Jesus, the zombie bodies began to wither and shrivel!

As the zombies get closer to the icon, their bodies wither faster, eventually becoming mummies and losing the ability to move.

died!

Everyone felt a little relieved.

But as the number of zombies increases, the statue of Jesus begins to crack!

Seeing this, Zhou Yang knew that the next moment would be a real fierce battle.

It is difficult for those without fighting strength to hold on until dawn.

At this time, Sister Liu Qingqing began to chant sutras and recited the friendly mantra, and the manic zombies calmed down.

The vitality of many zombies began to decline and they gradually lost their original vitality.

Zhou Yang was also shocked when he saw this scene, because Liu Qingqing's strength seemed to have improved again.

"Roar!"

There was another roar outside the church,

A large number of zombies are pouring in again, like white maggots in a rural latrine, densely packed and forming a ball!

Liu Qingqing's spell was completely ineffective at this moment.

Zombies are rushing towards everyone!

Father Jia chanted the incantation loudly, and the holy sword more than a foot long suddenly burst out with bright light.

With just the light, the zombies' skin began to burn and smoke emitted.

The zombie's skin began to fester, and then his body burst into flames!

Dozens of zombies were just wiped out by the group!

moment inside church

It became quiet.

Father Jia's expression was not very good either. It seemed that the burden of driving the holy sword was not small.

"Roar!"

There are endless zombies outside the house. Zhou Yang conservatively estimates that there are thousands of zombies outside now, and they will attack in waves.

Simple and straightforward!

Let's see who can last until dawn!

A large number of zombies poured into the church again.

At this time, your church is already full of zombie corpses, and the new zombies are also stepping on the corpses of other zombies.

This time, Liu Qingqing and Pastor Jia did not use their ultimate moves, but looked at everyone.