Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

The originally neat church suddenly turned into a bloody place.

The dilapidated ground was covered with pits of blood, the surrounding walls were decorated with skeleton statues, the roof was hung with animal specimens, and the tables and chairs were covered with claw marks and scratches.

The church pastor standing aside,

his face suddenly stretched out and turned into a sheep's face, a white bone mask grew on his face, and two dry sheep horns emerged from his forehead.

His height also suddenly increased to 3 meters, and his naked muscles were grayish white, like a boiled and skinned frog.

Its scarlet eyes stared straight at Wu Heng.

The believers who were originally sitting quietly in the church,

also let out a burst of ghost howling, and they exuded a fanatical atmosphere.

There was a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, who stretched out his hand to grab his face, tore off the rag-like skin, and turned into a skeleton wearing black armor;

and there was a man dressed as a farmer,

half of his head suddenly fell off, leaving a broken head and revealing a weird body with only a mouth.

As for the homeless man sitting near the door, his skin was angular and then torn apart, like a shell breaking out. His human body was torn apart, and a huge body of four meters in height emerged from it. It had a head like a rhinoceros beetle, and was covered with a smooth black shell. The sound of its elytra flapping constantly came out of its body. In the whole house, except for Wu Heng, there was only one ordinary young man left. This young man was a college student who returned to the town during the university holiday. He was heartbroken because he was rejected by the goddess after confessing his love for her for the ninth time. He came to the church to seek comfort. He originally thought he had found the right place. The many devout believers here made him feel unprecedented tranquility and healing. He even felt that he had seen through the world and joining the church might be a good choice. "This!" The young man was stunned by the changes in front of him. A word came out of his mouth subconsciously, and he immediately covered his mouth in fear, fearing that he would attract the attention of the "human scorpion" next to him. His body couldn't stop trembling, and he covered his throat desperately, blocking the strong nausea. The pungent smell in the air was like a mixture of a stinky toilet full of ammonia and leaking gas, which made people feel sick and suffocated. The demon with a scorpion head, a scorpion tail and four limbs standing next to the young man, with dark pupils filling his eye sockets, stared at the young man, as if asking: "Why don't you transform?" Its tail, which was as thick as an arm and like a steel whip, swung back and forth, and the sharp tail hook was also about to move. The young man felt a chill, trembled all over, and his face turned pale. He then took a deep breath, loosened his hands covering his mouth, and deliberately let out a low roar. The half-digested lunch gushed out of his mouth along his throat, smeared his jaw and chest, and exuded a sour smell. He opened his mouth crookedly again, bared his teeth, and rolled his eyes. Then he grabbed his face with both hands, scratched it hard, and left eight bloody vertical marks on his face, all the way to the base of his neck. He looked like a demon. "This transformation should be enough to fool people!" The young man said to himself while enduring the burning pain. He imitated the behavior of some demons in the church and roared at Wu Heng on the stage. Seeing this, the scorpion-headed demon turned his head and looked away from the young man. It naturally knew that the young man next to it was a pure human, but such an interesting human made it want to keep him and play with him slowly. Not only was the one next to it a human, but the one on the stage was also a human, a human with the breath of my Lord. Wu Heng stood on the podium and watched the young man's series of actions with interest. Compared with "there is a ghost in the crowd around me", what is more terrifying? Of course, except for myself, everyone around me is a ghost. The self-rescue behavior of this young man can be regarded as a quick wit, but he still underestimated the judgment of the demon, which is a gap that cannot be overcome by human power. "Be quiet, everyone. As you can feel, I am the messenger of the Old One!"

"I came here to convey its will to the believers who believe in the Old One, and that's why I can find you."

Facing the still restless demons,

Wu Heng took out a palm-sized plastic bag from his pocket and poured out a strand of dried blood in it.

Then he looked up and

quietly examined the nearly fifty weird demons in the church.

Facing such a large number, he would have at most an 80% chance of escaping without using his best tricks.

But this did not stop him from making a big fuss, after all, the breath of the Old One could not be faked.

The moment these demons noticed the blood stains, they were attracted by the stronger breath of the Old One on it, and they believed what Wu Heng said.

Because all demons understand that this breath will definitely be evil only after contact with the Old One.

And if an ordinary person has not been swallowed by the chaotic Old One after contacting the Old One, there is only one possibility:

The Old One really chose this human as a messenger in the world!

Thinking of this,

all the roars of the demons gradually faded away.

Until the church was completely quiet again, Wu Heng spoke again like a teacher who had calmed down a noisy classroom:

"Today's human beings always hope to get light, and never realize the darkness as vast as the ocean."

"You should understand that there are more humans alive now than in the entire history of the past."

"They are constantly building and developing technology, trying to transform the planet beneath their feet."

"But they never knew that the reason why the world will be turned into hell is precisely because these humans are trying to turn it into heaven!"

As Wu Heng spoke, he pointed his finger at the young man among the demons:

"You, what kind of devil are you?"

The young man who huddled up suddenly noticed that all the demons' eyes were focused on him, and he hurriedly rolled his eyes even whiter, which made him feel that his eyes were very sore.

This is simply like being a poor student in class who gets called out by the teacher when he least wants to be asked a question.

"I am."

He resisted the urge to yell and hurriedly thought about how to make it up. What kind of devil should he be?

‘Vomiting Demon’, ‘Grimace Demon’, or ‘Tooth Demon’?

Wu Heng spoke again:

"It doesn't matter what kind of devil you are, but do you think what I said is right?"

"Yes, yes, you are absolutely right!" The young man who was granted amnesty nodded hurriedly and said, "Human beings are a group of greedy creatures. They are always asking for things and never know what they are satisfied with."

"That's a good answer!" Wu Heng smiled slightly and said:

"The improvement of the quality of life has actually created more evil thoughts."

"This evil has alarmed my Lord."

"It is no longer content to be in the depths of the Sea of ​​Dreams, simply waiting for evil's feedback, but wants to come to this world and taste this feast for itself!"

Wu Heng picked up the blood stains on the table with his fingers and gently shook them away.

"Part of the old man's body has reached the gap between reality."

"As a member of the "Church of the Lost Redemption", the most loyal believers of our Lord, and the pioneers in the world, you must go with me to welcome the coming of the old one. "

With Wu Heng's move, the aura of the old one in the blood stains was completely released, making these demons even more fanatical and pious.

They all fixed their gazes on the sheep-headed demon who was previously a priest, waiting for it to speak.

“Since the old one has come, we should naturally return to the embrace of the Lord.”

The goat-headed demon silently walked up to the podium. In the corner, he bent down and respectfully picked up the "Lost Book of Redemption" that Wu Heng had used to smash the bell.

If Wu Heng hadn’t possessed this human body and possessed the aura of the old man,

His blasphemous act of throwing the book just now had been torn into eight pieces by these demons.

The book turned into a shriveled tiger beetle in the hands of the goat-headed demon.

The goat-headed demon placed it in front of Wu Heng and made a dry sound in his belly again: "This is the beacon of the church."

"Go back to the beginning and pour your blood on the beacon."

"We will come down with the church to welcome our Lord and return to His embrace!"

Wu Heng naturally knew that the "Church of Lost Salvation" itself had been moving around.

There is no fixed location.

He was able to come to search because he was betting that during the period after Christine arrived,

The church location has not yet been moved.

"Very good. You are indeed a loyal believer of the Lord. The Lord approves of your attitude."

Wu Heng picked up the tiger beetle beacon on the table, walked off the platform, and walked towards the door of the church.

The demons around him stayed in place restlessly,

They stubbornly resisted the move to prevent Wu Heng, a human being, from leaving because of their devotion to the old one.

Seeing that Wu Heng was about to leave, and feeling the suppressed madness of the demons around him, the young man next to the scorpion-headed demon couldn't bear it anymore.

"Praise my Lord!" the young man shouted.

Then he wiped the scorpion-headed demon's body and walked quickly towards the aisle, saying as he walked:

"It is related to the plan of my Lord's arrival. The safety of the envoy must not happen. I must guard the envoy just in case!"

"Those who stop me must have insufficient faith."

After Wu Heng heard this, he smiled faintly, did not look back or paid attention, and just walked out of the church on his own.

The young man kept shouting ‘Praise my Lord’;

Then he ran out of the church. He had just felt the covetousness and hunger of the demons around him.

If he stayed in the church any longer, it is estimated that after Wu Heng left completely, he would not even have any scum left.

Between the two choices of 'a group of demons' and 'a single demon',

He resolutely chose the latter.

But when the young man ran out of the church, he saw that Wu Heng had turned into a black smoke and flew towards the sky, giving him no chance to protect him.

"Fortunately, I ran away!"

The young man secretly thought, and immediately ran away towards the town.

He already knew from Wu Heng's conversations with the demons that the boss of this group of demons was about to come to the real world, and it was estimated that killings and disasters would be inevitable.

As an ordinary person, all he could do was to quickly take his family and run away in the opposite direction of Wu Heng.

As for calling the police?

Don't be ridiculous. Call the police to report that a demon is about to invade the human world. Let's not talk about the time it takes to make a record.

If you don't believe it, the police chief will arrest you and lock you up for two days on the basis of a false report or a mental patient's misunderstanding. By then, you won't be able to escape even if you want to.

What's more, if he said this kind of thing, he himself wouldn't believe it.

As for when he returns home, his family no longer cares whether he believes it or not. At worst, they will just tie him up and take him away.

Wu Heng returned to New York, on 24th Street,

He arrived at the Boiler Room bar, where its owner, J.P., had returned.

A small truck covered with cloth was parked at the door of the bar, and four porters were controlling the small crane to unload the goods.

"Be careful. The boss paid a high price for this. Don't break it."

"Bob, watch carefully. Your noose is too loose and may cause it to fall off."

The leader, a middle-aged man with a beard, was constantly giving orders.

As the rope rubbed, the corner of the clothes was revealed, which was a cylindrical statue about 2.5 meters high and one meter in diameter.

Overall bronze metallic color,

On the front is a sculpture of a bald man wearing a trench coat. His body is halfway out of the cylinder, and his arms are crossed to protect his chest.

On the left is a statue of a woman.

There are also various weird creatures such as babies, maggots with thick arms, homeless faces, skeletons, scary faces, etc., all intertwined together.

"Hey, don't let go, I can't help you."

The yellow-haired young man on the right wearing a blue overalls shouted something urgently to the person on the left, as if the edges of the statue were too rounded and lacked grip points.

After groping around, he saw a hole in the middle of the statue, so he stretched his hand into it as a point of strength.

Wow--!

As the sound of an iron chain rang out, the yellow-haired young man suddenly let out a scream. His whole body became stiff and shaking, and he fell to the ground from the position in the rear compartment.

On the back of his hand, an iron hook was hooked deeply into the bones of his wrist. At the end of the iron hook, there was also a half-meter long chain.

"Quick, what's going on? Where did the chains come from? Call 911!"

"There is a hole here, it should be inside the hole."

The other three people immediately helped the statue back to its original position, surrounded the young man, and called the emergency number.

Wu Heng hid his figure at the side and watched silently. He knew that all this was both Leviathan's punishment and Leviathan's plan.

The fact that the statue can appear at this time also means that the Labyrinth Hell has been temporarily stabilized.

With an iron hook hanging on his hand, the young man who was paralyzed by the unbearable pain was quickly sent to the hospital emergency room.

"A night in the emergency room should be filled with screams and blood, human feelings, and separation between life and death."

"But Death seems to be on vacation tonight, which is a miracle. What's even more miracle is that I'm here doing this shitty job."

"I'm Joanne Sue, TV8 is reporting from the emergency room."

Joanne, wearing a short skirt and a brown uniform, was holding a microphone, looking for words in the hospital out of boredom and irritated because there was no news.

"Hurry! 10 mg IV."

The door of the emergency room was suddenly pushed open. The yellow-haired young man was lying on a pulley stretcher and was quickly pushed into the emergency room.

Joanne hurriedly leaned against the wall to avoid it, and then she was about to follow.

"Madam, the front is the operating room. No one is allowed to enter." A man wearing a medical uniform and a mask stopped her.

"I'm a reporter, let me pass."

"Then please sign here to register."

A piece of paper and pen was handed to Joanne, and Joanne immediately wrote her name without any hesitation.

Wu Heng, who was pretending to be a doctor, felt the effect of "asking for a name" and released his blocking arm, allowing Joanne to enter the emergency room.