Nightmare Attack

"Doctor," the fat man said, pointing to the noses of the surrounding things, "do you need me to help you lure these things away?"

The way out must be related to the stone plate, but what the doctor needs most now is time.

"No," Jiang Cheng said bluntly, "I need you to help me activate the stone plate."

"good."

He used a dagger to cut the fat man's hand open. The fat man only shivered and stopped moving. Then he took a deep breath and pressed his bleeding hand on the stone plate.

In an instant, the red halo that he had seen before suddenly bloomed, covering the stone plate and Fatty Jiangcheng.

The moon in the sky also turned into a blood moon.

The ceremony began.

After seeing the red halo, the eyes of the surrounding monsters turned red, and a touch of human-like ecstasy filled their protruding eye sockets and covered with white film.

They rushed towards each other, and when they came into contact with the blood-colored barrier, they all fell to the ground as if they had been poisoned.

No, it's not poisoning!

Rather, it felt like strong acid had been poured on it.

Their skin began to melt away, followed by textured muscles, rolling on the ground in pain, and the thick white bones were exposed bit by bit, and the scene was very bloody.

But the ones behind are still rushing forward.

The joy and madness in his eyes almost overflowed from his eyes.

But the fat man had no time to care about them, because before his eyes he saw a thin figure appearing on the stone plate.

It's an old woman!

The old woman who released a huge strange thing and swallowed up one teammate after another!

She actually showed up too

It seemed that the doctor was right. It was indeed a legacy. The reason why the old woman did not die like her previous teammates was just because she was chosen to be the carrier of the new round of weirdness.

There is no solution to this curse.

After waves of new "invaders" massacred the "aboriginals", they became the "aboriginals" here again, and then waited in pain for the next wave of invaders to help them escape.

It's like reincarnation after reincarnation.

It goes on endlessly, and the strange creature attached to the old woman is the key to reincarnation.

Now the next reincarnation is about to begin.

"Doctor," the fat man turned his head, "Next" he paused, gritted his teeth again, and then said, "Do you want me to be eaten too?"

Jiang Cheng looked at him and said nothing.

"I understand," the fat man nodded, and while retracting his gaze, he jumped up to the stone plate. Blood dripped along the wounds on his hands, along his fingertips, and dripped onto the pure white ground.

Like a little cinnabar, fainted on the rice paper.

The old woman still had that extremely twisted smile, with her snake-like slender tongue swirling around her lips. Fatty had seen this look before, and she also looked like this when Chenran was eaten.

I just didn't expect that just one hour later, it would be my turn.

A huge shadow appeared beside the old woman, and the position where her shadow should have been became more and more distorted. Obviously nothing was seen, but a huge shadow with horns and a tail was left on the stone plate.

There was something huge and weird right in front of me.

But the fat man couldn't see it.

He could even feel the coldness emanating from that thing.

"Goodbye, doctor." The fat man turned his back to the doctor and slowly closed his eyes.

"Goodbye." Jiang Cheng said softly.

The next second, the fat man's huge body seemed to be suddenly picked up by something. Only two legs were left struggling in the air for a few times. With a crackling sound of broken bones and tendons, the two legs stopped moving. .

Then it was swallowed into the stomach.

After all this was over, the old woman turned her attention to Jiang Cheng again. She licked the corners of her mouth with satisfaction. It seemed that a fat man could not fill her belly.

Jiang Cheng turned around and looked at the guys who rushed into the blood-colored barrier, their flesh and blood turned into pus, leaving only pale bones, and he couldn't help showing a look of disgust.

It was almost over, and only a dozen monsters were still struggling in the blood.

The next second, Jiang Cheng suddenly smiled. He turned around, looked up and down at the old woman with a face full of longing, and exhaled, "Forget it, I'll take advantage of you."

Then, in front of the old woman and the invisible monster, he destroyed his own eyes with a knife, jumped up on the stone plate.

After a while, the terrifying and abnormal chewing sound sounded again.

But the old woman stopped laughing.

The twisted face was so gloomy that it looked like it could drip water.

An hour ago.

"call"

On a large bed with carved solid wood, someone opened his eyes.

He is a good-looking young man with fine bangs spread on his forehead and a temperament as gentle as jade.

A pair of light chestnut eyes were not only non-aggressive, but almost weak.

It is very similar to the appearance of youth pain literature.

He didn't stand up in a hurry. He moved his numb neck a few times, then squinted his eyes and looked at the dark ceiling. After a few minutes, he slowly sat up.

Here is a surprisingly large bedroom.

But there is no way to get a glimpse of the identity of the owner of the house, as well as his interests and hobbies.

Because there is almost nothing in the room.

The large bedroom was almost empty except for a bed.

The man left the bed and walked out to the side of the bedroom, where there was a 3-meter-tall double wooden door.

Putting his hand on the handle of the wooden door, the man suddenly smiled, but no one would have thought that such a gentle man could be so ferocious when he smiled.

The corners of his mouth were raised exaggeratedly, revealing a set of white teeth.

"Crunch——"

The wooden door painted with magnificent patterns was pushed open, and a faint light spread like a net. The man squinted his eyes, and there was a huge space outside, with more than a dozen rows of specially treated seats arranged in sequence.

The plaintive sound of the piano echoed in my ears.

It is Chopin's Moonlight. It has reached the soothing point at the end of the second chapter, and the tension of the third chapter is about to hit.

There was a grand piano placed about ten meters away in front of him. The quiet stage light shrouded it, and an aura of post-Baroque glitz and glamor came to his face.

"Back," after the piano stopped playing, a faint female voice sounded.

Chenran grinned exaggeratedly, tilted his head to look at the woman in front of him, narrowed his eyes and said, "Am I the only one who thinks this song is only suitable for funerals?"

The slender fingers danced on the black and white keys. The woman seemed to be showing off her skills, more like she was passing the time in a meaningless manner. "It's all the same to you anyway," the woman said lightly.

The smile on Chenran's lips became more exaggerated.

"Sir, I'm waiting for you," the woman tilted her head to look at him for the first time.

Under the dim light, there was an ordinary face. His simple dress did not match the expensive piano in front of him. The only thing that matched him was his temperament.

"Are you asking about that person?" Chenran raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly, and then said with a smile: "Sir, you really care about him."