Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

The flesh and blood from her wound was reddish-purple, mixed with white bone fragments, much like cheap pork.

From the middle of the dragged bunch of flesh and blood, sobbing sounds kept coming out.

Wu Heng concentrated his vision and saw clearly what was making the sound inside.

It was a wrinkled baby the size of a fist. The fetal membranes had been torn, and the umbilical cord was connected to Chanel. It was crying non-stop without even opening its eyes.

Like a hairless rat.

"Is this a fetus?"

"It should be three months old. Judging from the time, it is probably Tsuda's child. I didn't expect Kana to be pregnant!"

Wu Heng somewhat understood why Chanai went beyond the category of floating spirit and became a higher-level evil spirit.

She had been tortured by an unhappy marriage for three years, and suffered by the poverty of a single parent for another year. She was just about to be with Tsuda, but she was cut in half and died because of her own daughter. No wonder she was so resentful.

It’s no wonder that Tsuda insisted on getting rid of the little girl Zori, because he was very narrow-minded and only wanted Kana to give love to him and his inheritance.

If Wu Heng hadn't suppressed the white mist flowing in the apartment, this Chana might have been swallowed by the Pomo Demon by the way. This is probably the reason why she did not appear in the plot.

"Zhisha, come and see your brother...!"

Chanel reached out and took out the ugly fetus that kept crying, held it in the palm of her hand and showed it.

She had a stiff smile on her face, the same one she wore when she died.

Chanai saw that Zhi Sha was tied up, and she looked up at Wu Heng.

"Are you all here to congratulate me? It's a boy!"

Chanel put the baby back inside her body and prepared to crawl into the house.

Her target is Kotoko.

Qinzi still ignored the situation at the door;

She held up the round mirror and looked at Zhi Sha. The mirror slowly came closer to Zhi Sha's face. She continued to recite the memorial in her mouth:

"...The forbearing monarch, the rich minister mourns privately,...the female silkworm who works in the field..."

In the mirror, Zhisha opened her eyes. Her eyes became dark and her eyes were cold and ruthless. On her fair face, traces of cursed flesh appeared. The skin on her face was wrinkled and hardened, like birch bark.

The motionless Weaver, whose hands and feet were tied and unconscious, suddenly started crying loudly. The capillaries in her neck were gradually filled with black, spreading upwards and covering her face.

Tears fell from the corners of my closed eyes to the floor

She cried louder and louder.

The full moon on the roof of the building was slowly covered by the spreading black clouds, and the dividing line between reality and other worlds became blurred.

The dead appear, the living perish, and ordinary people and floating spirits cannot tell whether they are alive or dead.

Only pain can be distinguished. Living people know pain, but dead people have no consciousness.

Because the people in the science team were not psychics, they went completely crazy. They hit themselves on the head with instruments, and only the dizzy and painful feeling made them know that they were still alive.

At the same time, Wu Heng also noticed changes, and he knew something big was coming.

"Congratulations on the lovely fetus."

"But since you're pregnant, don't run around. It's really timid. Let me, a doctor, help you check whether there is any risk of miscarriage."

Wu Heng slapped the exorcism order on Chanel's head. This token, which was meant to be used to exorcise evil spirits by gently sticking it, was turned into a weapon by him.

But the effect was very good. Chana's head was damaged and slowly recovered.

The fetus in the abdomen began to squirm while crying, as if it felt that its mother's body was being bullied.

Wu Heng took out a stack of talisman paper, touched it with spiritual power, and instantly ignited without any wind.

"Call for heavenly fire."

He threw the pile of burning talismans at Chana's waist, burning the black and red flesh as if melting ice and snow.

He was the only one who dared to play like this, taking out so many talisman papers at once to invite fire. Wu Heng felt that the power of touching the spirit was instantly reduced by one-fifth, which was enough to catch up with the consumption of his seven-injury evil-killing thunder method.

There is still Qinzi in this room. The bodies of these mediums are too fragile. If he wants to let a thunder explode here, Qinzi will probably be knocked out first.

He could only settle for the next best thing and use Skyfire, which had a much reduced power.

"Baby. My obedient baby!"

"Sorry, you are very ill and it seems there is no hope of recovery."

Wu Heng did not stop and continued to wave the exorcism order out of the afterimage. He blinked dozens of times and Chanel completely dissipated.

The dark clouds completely blocked the moon, and the mist blew across the lawn like wind. All the torches were extinguished, and the breath everyone exhaled turned into hot mist, and a lot of white mist was inhaled into the body.

The person who inhaled it instantly vomited out blood, with green caterpillars writhing inside, like a swarm of maggots, and the body had been injured by the foul gas.

The clever psychic had already held his breath, but he could only hold it for a few dozen seconds at most.

The illusory children climbed onto the altar, ran and laughed in front of the medium, trying to touch them.

Wu Heng heard the noise below and quickly borrowed the four clown decoys next door. The body of one of them used the Higa family's detection ability.

The senses spread out, and in the illusory space of the 'mountain', a passage seemed to be opened below a certain mountain peak. The white mist inside drilled out along the passage and gushes out from the sewer here in Heguang.

The children in the 'mountain', holding bloody toys in their hands, stared at the passage curiously, and got out from time to time.

The fog downstairs changed, and the Pomo Demon felt as if it had been stolen. If that was the case, it could still hold back and deal with these psychics first.

After all, it is an intelligent evil spirit.

But the call to weave yarn is getting stronger and stronger, telling her crisis.

Both of them were still on the fifth floor of the apartment building. The Pomo Demon couldn't bear it anymore, and the mist gathered and covered the building.

The entire apartment building began to shake.

Especially in Room 503, the ceiling broke directly, with countless gaps appearing like spider webs, and cement blocks kept falling down.

The horizontal cracks were like electric currents, spreading from the corridor to the interior.

The walls on all four sides of the room were torn apart like bread, and the wall skin wrinkled like scales, revealing the gray cement and steel bars inside.

The entire building is in danger and may collapse at any time.

The sacrificial table in the room was overturned by invisible forces and smashed into pieces.

Qinzi dragged Zhisha, who was unconscious again due to the temporary banishment, and lay down under the table.

Avoiding the broken cement blocks, she was not afraid of those curses, but was afraid of this kind of physical attack.

Wu Heng walked straight to the door. The cement fragments hit his armor, making a sound of gold and iron, but he was completely ignored.

He put his hand on the bronze statue of the Evil Buddha and activated the statue. The Dan Dan inside the bronze statue seemed to be inspired, and the branches and leaves swayed slightly.

The surrounding movements were gradually suppressed.

"Quack. Quack!"

In the dark corridor outside, there were overlapping hoarse female laughter, which was weird and a little joyful.

"Weave yarn!"

Another gloomy old man's voice shouted.

When Zhi Sha, who was still tied up, heard this call, it was like an aggrieved child finding its parents. Although she was still in a coma, she cried loudly.

"It's a good idea to take this photo. I want you to delete it." Because the white mist weakened, the psychics on the lawn fell back to a foot below the ground, so they rekindled the bonfire and continued their work. ceremony.

In addition to the 23 psychics who were injured by the foul gas due to inhaling the white mist, 7 others died completely, but this did not affect the continuation of the ceremony.

As Zhi Sha cried, four clown heads rolled in from the door, and their mouths were torn open to the ears, making a series of dumbfounding sounds.

The sound of liquid surging came from the gaps in the cracked walls around the room.

Wu Heng smelled a rich aroma, like a rare wine.