Chapter 84: Nightmare

[Kalina left the villa with a heavy step.
Behind her was a heartbreaking scream.
However, Karina, who had learned the truth through a series of investigations, was unable to arouse sympathy for them.
They are more like a group of demons living on earth than Morris living in a nightmare.
In order to live forever, and to sacrifice gods, they did not hesitate to use one innocent life as the price-those photos of the ceremonies are enough to explain everything.
Recalling those human figures that were burnt in the so-called rituals, Carina's stomach rolled again and her face became paler.
She opened the door of a car parked on the side of the road, sat up panting, and quickly started the car.
She was going to leave here and go to the town to call the police-no, go out to the outside and expose it to the media.
This place is too rotten.
Carina finally glanced back at the villa.
The only thing that caught my eye was the endless soaring fire, and the silhouette of the demon.
This nightmare is over.
Morris stood in the villa, bathed in the blood of the enemy, and looked up at the blood moon above him.
This nightmare will never end. 】
From "Nightmare"
Morris looked at the dregs who had watched his death arrogantly, with a cold smile.
"It's better to play one, two, three wooden people! The time limit is three minutes, and the winner will survive."
As soon as Morris's words fell, the wall closest to the believers collapsed.
A huge machine with countless rolling sharp blades was standing behind the wall, constantly making "stabbing" blade friction sounds.
"No one is allowed to move, otherwise they will die-oh!"
As the game began, the giant meat grinder-like machine began to approach the believers on the other side.
The believers followed Morris's rules of the game, and did not dare to move, only to watch the machine get closer and closer.
Three minutes, they just need to hold on for another three minutes.
Everyone thinks this way, holding the winner will be their own fluke
So no one dares to move.
The fear of Morris had penetrated their souls, and they could only obey every command of him.
Soon, the machine rolled in a lot of furniture in the conference room, and everything that was caught in that machine was smashed by the blades.
All this made the believers who were afraid to move side by side horrified, and their bodies were almost shaking into a sieve.
"what!!!"
"No! Uh-"
As the machine progressed faster and faster, several believers who had come nearer were hanged into the machine one after another, and blood was splashing.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh time endhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh no
"No-no-ah ah !!!"
A scream with incredible emotion sounded.
Finally someone started to move.
At the edge of the machine, they pushed their companions standing around to push the machine, so as to slow down the machine's forward speed and save themselves from difficulties.
Such a naked, naked, naked human nature made Morris, who was watching the show, smiled out of breath: "Hahaha-that's it! Push the person next to you, so you can step backwards And you will live— "
Morris, who smiled stooped, looked up, and there was a bloodthirsty light in her blue eyes.
Survive for another trial.
Annie's father hugged her mother nearby tightly and murmured, "It's okay, we'll all be okay."
"Woohoo-I'm afraid, our daughter isn't good yet, we can't die woohoo-" Mother Anne has cried into a teardrop, her original delicate makeup is crying, and there is no old lady Image.
Embracing each other, they did not dare to move, so they could comfort each other.
In front of them, a pair of well-connected brothers were fighting, and both wanted to push each other into the machine.
Because the speed of the machine is getting faster and faster, and Morris does not allow anyone to retreat at will-a few guys who want to retreat have become the nourishment of this machine in advance.
Only by pushing the people around them can they have the right to back off.
Finally, the two brothers who fought were divided.
The brother pushed his brother into the stirring machine, and blood splashed on the brother.
"I won ha ha ha, I won-ah ah ah !!!"
Unfortunately, after the mantis caught the cicada, the younger brother who had not had time to retreat was pushed by another person beside him.
At this moment, such crazy behavior happened beside the ordinary self-proclaimed celebrity believers, tearing off the masks they had always disguised as noble.
The roar of the machine was already close to her ears. Father Annie clasped Mother Anne in her arms and kissed her cheek gently: "In the future, if you want to live well, Annie will give you ...
With that said, he was ready to let go of his hand and jump into the machine.
But Annie, who had been crying, let go of her hand at this moment and walked into the machine herself.
"No, it's best if you live-ah ah-!!!
Blood stained Annie's father.
He stood crying, crying, and couldn't regret it.
It's all his fault.
If only he hadn't brought his family into this sect, they would still be a happy family.
The blade of the machine was near, and Anne's father took a few steps back, tears still flowing uncontrollably.
"It's really touching-it's a pity ~" The blond man wiped his tears pretending to be sad, but his face was a cold smile that couldn't be hidden.
"It's really regrettable that she wasn't pushed by you. You violated the rules 桀桀 桀-"
"You guys, keep the rules in mind, you have to push them down before you can--"
The demon named Morris laughed. The malice contained in that wild laughter made every believer at the scene afraid of death.
Morris certainly knew the couple.
They were Annie's parents, a couple who had made him so enviable.
As a child, Morris even had the stupid idea of ​​"how good it would be if they were their children."
They loved each other for twenty years and once became a beautiful conversation in the town.
However, who knows, they are still the most pious believers of the Holy Sect in private, and have contributed countless funds to this blood-stained sect.
The model couple even trafficked some children and women for their sacrifices.
Really disgusting devotion.
Morris smirked on his scarred face: "So, Mr. Bliss, get out."
"What?-Ah ah !!!"
The father of Anne, who was still immersed in the pain of bereavement, showed a terrified expression, and in the next moment also entered the machine that devoured his wife's life.
In just two and a half minutes, nearly ten lives have been lost.
The white-haired El clenched her cross necklace in her palm and stared blankly at the meat grinder.
He knew very well that it was just a dream.
These dead people are still alive and well in the real world, they just feel the pain of death in their dreams.
But it was different for him-he would really die in a dream.
So in order to avoid these injuries, he can only use some props that do not belong to this world.
But that would also cause boss Morris's dread, maybe he will deliberately put a lot of effort on him.
Facing such a dilemma, Al frowned, and cursed fiercely in his heart.
This fucking, egg world!
The ticking of the clock stopped-three minutes were up.
Looking at the machine that almost stopped before their eyelashes, the remaining dozen believers suddenly spit out the stale air in their chests, leaving the machine's coverage.
Morris glanced at the remaining believers and laughed, "It seems that there are still a lot of people left. Great, let's move on to the next game."
"Let me think, what is better to play? How about hide and seek?"
The charred man narrowed his eyes with a smile, and looked even more terrifying.
"Just right, there are still some missing fish outside the meeting ~"
Some are not qualified to attend the meeting, but are also full of sin.
Slightly dilapidated trucks are driving extremely fast on the roads outside the town.
Sitting in the driver's seat, Valen looked at the time shown on his watch and increased the throttle.
It's four o'clock in the afternoon.
The captain must be anxious.
The sudden increase in speed caused a few bumps in the back of the car.
The dark-haired and green-eyed boy woke up from a coma, with a little blood on his sweaty forehead.
He blinked his bright dark green eyes and looked inside the dark compartment.
Through the closed door gap, he could see the green trees receding rapidly outside.
It seems that this is a suburb.
Only in the suburbs can there be so many green trees, and only here can conditions allow cars to drive so fast.
With the faint light coming through the door, Zhou Yu saw the person closest to him.
That was Johnny tied up.
Johnny was more miserable than he was at the moment, a large piece of skin was cracked on his face, exposing the blood-red texture below, so infiltrating.
boom--
As the speed increased, another unconscious body rolled over, colliding with Johnny.
Zhou Yu fixed his eyes, it was Vincent who always liked bullying.
Not far away is a tied figure, Zhou Yu can't tell who it is for the time being, but what can be determined so far is that they are in a bad situation.
You must run away quickly.
Zhou Yu moved his wrist tied by the rope and struggled to sit up barely.
If I remember correctly, he still has a knife in his shirt pocket, if he can take it out-
Zhou Yu, who was thinking about the escape plan, did not find that his original grandmother's green eyes gradually turned into a dull blue.
It was the same color as the eyes of the portrait of Samer he had painted.
I don't know how long before, the accelerating truck finally reached the destination.
Warren looked at the villa not far away, again speeding up the truck and stepping the throttle to the bottom.
On this uninhabited suburban road, such speeds are almost as fast as the speed.
Stab it--
The tires braked suddenly, rubbing against the ground and making a harsh noise.
Warren opened the door of the cab and jumped out of the car.
His tall body was nestled in such a narrow cab, and he did feel a little bit aggrieved along the way.
Click
Unlocking the rear door locks, Warren was ready to drag those hostages back to the villa and wait for the captain to arrange.
A cold mang flashed.
A swift figure rushed out of the dark car as soon as Valen had just opened the door and hadn't responded yet.
Wallen cut his cheek with a knife and frowned suddenly.
How can a small world weapon hurt him?
Like the crow, it was all too weird.
At the moment that figure was about to leave the carriage, Valen held his slender ankle and fell to the ground fiercely.
Well! !! !!
The dark-haired and green-eyed boy was severely dropped to the ground, revealing those blue eyes.
That's—a look very similar to that of Samuel in his paintings, violent and bloodthirsty.
Zhou Yu, who hadn't noticed any abnormalities in his eyes, got up from the ground and looked at this tall and strong man fiercely, ready to step back at any time.
Although I don't know why, I suddenly became full of strength.
But he also knew that he couldn't come to terms with this incredible man.
I can only see things and act ...
Wait, what's that?
Zhou Yu clenched the small knife in his hand and saw a dark figure looming behind Dahan.
It was a figure holding up the sickle, looming.
The author has something to say: Thank you—vie, Ling Xiaoxian's mine ~ Thank you little angel's mine ~ Do you love you ~
Thank you for your nutrition
small theater:
Believers: Ah! !! !! It's going to die!
El: (Expressionless) Shut up! I'm really dying!
Spiritual World Consciousness: (Excitedly eating melon) Watching these reincarnations die or live, Dad feels so comfortable!
Cthulhu's world consciousness: (Crazy tentacles) Don't say it, it's really cool!
Zhou Yu: (Confused.jpg) Does anyone care about who the shadow is?
Future world consciousness: (Empty expression) Don't care.
Nightmare World Consciousness: (Rubbing the legs for the future) Don't care ~
Morris: (Green hat above my head.jpg) I care. (Smile.jpg)
The author said please rest assured that this green hat must be worn by yourself in the end. (Excited.jpg) 2k novel reading network