inspire-indiana The three hundred and eighteenth chapter is dead!\\r
The three hundred and eighteenth chapter is dead!\\r
"The body is heavy.
"Hey... it hurts! It hurts!"
"Where am I?"
Contins covered the wound and slowly opened his eyes.
It's just that the dazzling light made him slow down for a while before he gradually saw the things in front of him.
people.
A circle of people.
As far as he could see, a group of people wearing all kinds of strange costumes were looking at him.
That look made him feel cold all over.
Just because the eyes of the people around him are looking at him, they are full of fanaticism and perverted curiosity.
It's like a scientist seeing a mouse with a genetic mutation.
"You... who are you!"
Contins stood up against the excruciating pain.
The viewing angle is raised, and more weirdos come into view.
This made him feel a strong sense of fear and helplessness.
The words of Boss Su before the resurrection emerged in his heart.
"There are two things Mr Contins needs to pay attention to.
"The first one is don't forget to pay the final payment.
"Second, in a short period of time after your resurrection 17, you may have some bad experiences, and this has nothing to do with this hotel.
A short time after your resurrection...
some bad experiences...
Looking at the approaching crowd, Contins had to admit.
He panicked!
Even the joy and surprise of resurrection have been ignored.
And the pain from the wounds on the body.
At this moment, he just wants to get out of this ghost place and stay away from these weird guys!
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!
Contins rushed in one direction.
Strangely, however, the surrounding crowd did not seem to intend to stop him.
He even gave him a way with a weird smile.
Unexpectedly, no one stopped him. After exerting too much force, Contins slipped and fell down.
"Crack!
The sticky sound and touch, coupled with the stench that rushed into the nose, and the dark red eyes full of eyes made Contins's scalp numb, and then slowly raised his head.
"what!!!!!"
In the harsh screams, Contins struggled to run out.
Corpse!
blood!
Zombies...
What the hell is this place!
A tidal wave of fear overwhelmed all of Contins' senses.
If it weren't for the life force just after being resurrected, it is estimated that just this one stroke would have scared him into cardiac arrest and went to the hotel again.
"Mr. Contins, I'm afraid it's not that easy for you to leave, hehehe..."
There was laughter, and the black bishop of the voodoo religion walked out of the crowd.
Beside him, there were also two terrifying figures walking like zombies, rotten, twisted and unconscious.
"You...you don't come here!!!"
Contins backed away in horror.
There is no reason for him.
Because of the clothes on the zombie, he can't forget it even if he dies again!
The last time I died, I was killed by that zombie!
It's him!
The black bishop smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, Mr. Contins, you are our most precious thing, and we will not kill you easily. 35
"Look at you, the resurrection from the dead is simply the best material for making a reviving corpse!
At this moment, another man with a long staff in the shape of a skeleton also walked out of the crowd.
"You refine your reviving corpse. After you fail, I will use his corpse and soul to test my necromantic magic."
"Look at the difference between this person who has been brought back to life and ordinary people.
"Oh, by the way, remember to torture him before killing him, Hufa Ye said, this will improve the effect."
"do not worry."
Listening to the exchange between the two, Contins' scalp was about to explode.
Dare these two seem to be talking to themselves.
But in fact, he didn't think about his own problems at all!
What to do to revive the corpse, and what to do with necromancy.
Don't forget to torture yourself...
"Help! Help!!!"
Contins was terrified and was about to rush in the direction where there were few people.
However, I saw the member of the Council of the Necromancer with a flick of the staff in his hand...
"Pfft!
Contins, who was running, instantly fell to the ground.
At the same time, it felt as if my legs were being restrained by something.
Look down.
It was a pair of ghost claws with black nails and rotting skin!
"what!!!"
"Go away! Go away! 55
Contins kicked wildly, finally kicking the ghost hand away.
But before he could stand up, the ghost hand stretched out from the pool of blood again, this time directly hugging him lazily.
At the same time, human bones poured out from the sea of blood, turning into shackles to completely fix Contins' hands and feet in the pool of blood.
"You can't run."
With a perverted smile on his face, the undead councilor drew a machete from his arms and walked towards Contins.
The bishop next to him also took the pliers handed over by his hand, and looked at Contins' fingers with malicious intent.
It seems to be thinking about starting with one.
"Don't come! Don't come here!!!"
"Please, please, please let me go.
"I have a son, I can't die here!""
Contins' shouts startled everyone present.
Immediately, he burst into laughter.
"Mr. Contins, don't you know what's going on by now?"
"what?"
"It seems that I really don't know." The bishop walked into the blood pool, and didn't mind the blood stained on his robe at all, squatted down and said with a sinister smile:
"Think about it, why your son can go back safely.
"Why 890, the body will appear here after you die?"
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Contins' pupils trembled.
Although he didn't speak, under the reminder of the bishop, he thought of a fact that he didn't even want to admit.
Normally, these demented people would not let their sons leave even if they received money.
Unless...they're a gang!
"It looks like Mr. Contins has guessed it." The necromancer also walked into the blood pool with a staff.
"In this case, you must have no regrets."
"Enjoy the pain and torment, and finally become the raw material for my necromancy!"
The voice fell, and his hand curved straight into Contins' eyes.
Contins also closed his eyes in despair at this moment.
Whoosh!
The corner broke and finally stopped suddenly on Contins' eyelids, but he didn't even pierce his skin.
"What's the matter with you?" The bishop frowned and looked at the necromancer.
However, what caught my eye was the terrified expression of the Necromancer.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"me….…"
The Necromancer opened his mouth to say something...
"Crack it!
With a crisp sound, the head of the necromancer was suddenly turned 360 degrees by some force.
In the end, under the horrified eyes of everyone, he fell into a pool of blood.
died!.