[Karina leaves the villa with heavy steps.
There was a piercing scream behind her.
However, Karina, who learned all the truth through a series of investigations, could not feel sympathy for them.
They are more like a group of demons living in the world than Maurice living in a nightmare.
In order to live forever and to sacrifice to the gods, they did not hesitate to sacrifice their innocent lives—the photos of the various festivals are enough to illustrate everything.
Thinking of those human figures that were scorched in the so-called festival, Karina's stomach twitched again, and her face became even paler.
She pried open the door of a car parked by the side of the road, sat in it panting, and quickly started the car.
She was going to leave here, go to the town to call the police—no, go to the outside world and expose it to the media.
This place is too decayed.
Karina glanced back at the villa one last time.
The only thing that came into view was the endless skyrocketing flames and the silhouette of that demon.
It's time for this nightmare to end.
Morris stood in the villa, bathed in the blood of his enemies, and looked up at the blood moon above his head.
This nightmare will never end.]
— from "Nightmare"
Maurice looked at the scum who had once watched his death arrogantly, and showed a stern smile.
"Why don't you play with one, two, three wooden figures! The time limit is three minutes, and the winner will survive."
As soon as Morris's voice fell, the wall closest to the believers collapsed.
A huge machine with countless rolling sharp blades was standing behind the wall, making the sound of blade friction constantly.
"Don't move anyone, or you will die—Jie Jie!"
As the game started, the huge meat grinder-like machine gradually approached the believers standing on the other side.
The believers obeyed Morris's rules of the game and did not dare to move. They could only watch the machine get closer and closer.
Three minutes, they just have to hold on for another three minutes.
Everyone thinks this way, holding the winner will be their own fluke mentality
Therefore, no one dared to move.
The fear of Maurice had penetrated their souls, and they could only obey his every command.
Soon, the machine sucked in a lot of furniture in the meeting room, and all the objects caught in the machine were smashed into pieces by those blades.
All this made the believers standing aside who dared not move around were so frightened that their eyes were tearing apart, and their bodies were almost shaking like a sieve.
"what!!!"
"No! Ugh—"
As the machine moved faster and faster, several believers who were closer were twisted into the machine before they had time to react, blood splashing everywhere.
"Ah-no no!!! Help me-"
"No-no-ah!!!"
There was a scream of unbelievable emotion.
Finally someone started to move.
Standing on the edge of the machine, they push the companions standing beside them into the machine, so as to slow down the forward speed of the machine and save themselves from danger.
Such naked humanity made Morris, who was standing aside watching the play, laugh out of breath: "Hahaha—that's it! Push the people around you in, then you can step back, and you will live go down—"
Morris, who bent over with a smile, raised his head, bloodthirsty light flashed in his blue eyes.
Live to face another trial.
Annie's father hugged Annie's mother tightly, and murmured: "It's okay, we'll all be fine."
"Woooo—I'm afraid, our daughter is not well yet, we can't die—" Anne's mother was already in tears, her original delicate makeup was gone, and she no longer had the image of a noble lady in the past.
They hugged each other without daring to move at all, they could only comfort each other like this.
Ahead of them, a pair of brothers who were on good terms were fighting, each trying to push the other into the machine.
Because the speed of the machine has been getting faster and faster, and Morris does not allow anyone to retreat at will-a few guys who want to retreat have already become the nourishment of this machine in advance.
Only by pushing those around them in can they have the right to back off.
Finally, the two fighting brothers decided the winner.
The younger brother pushed the older brother into the churning machine, blood spattered the younger brother all over.
"I won hahaha, I won- ahhh!!!"
It's a pity that the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole were behind, and the younger brother who hadn't had time to retreat was pushed down by another person beside him.
At this moment, such crazy actions happened around the believers who usually claimed to be celebrities, tearing away the masks they had been pretending to be noble.
The roar of the machine was close to my ears. Annie's father hugged Annie's mother tightly in his arms, and gently kissed her on the cheek: "In the future, if you want to live a good life, Annie will be handed over to you..."
With that said, he was about to let go of his hands and jump into the machine by himself.
But Anne's mother, who had been crying all the time, let go of her hand early at this moment, and walked into the machine by herself.
"No, it's best for you to live—Ah!!!"
Blood stained Annie's father.
Standing there dumbfounded, he cried bitterly, regretting too much.
It's all his fault.
If only he hadn't drawn his family members into this sect, they would still be a happy family.
The blade of the machine was in sight, and Anne's father stepped back quickly, tears still flowing uncontrollably.
"It's really touching—it's really a pity~" The blond man wiped his tears pretending to be sad, but there was a cold smile on his face.
"It's a pity that she wasn't pushed by you, you violated the rules Jie Jie Jie—"
"Everyone, remember the rules, you have to push it down with your own hands before you can jie jie jie—"
The demon named Maurice laughed, and the malice contained in that rampant laughter made every believer who was facing death feel fear in his heart.
Maurice, of course, recognized the couple.
They were Anne's parents, a couple that he had envied so much.
When he was a child, Maurice even had the stupid idea of "how wonderful it would be if I were their child".
They have been in love for twenty years, and it once became a good talk in the town.
However, who knows, they are still the most devout believers of the holy sect in private, and have contributed countless funds to this sect stained with countless blood.
This model couple even abducted and sold some children and women for sacrifice.
What a disgusting piety.
A fake smile appeared on Morris's scarred face: "Then, Mr. Bliss, out."
"What?—AHH!!!"
Anne's father, who was still immersed in the pain of losing his wife, showed a horrified expression, and the next moment he also entered the machine that swallowed his wife's life.
In just two and a half minutes, nearly ten lives have been lost.
The white-haired Al clenched the cross necklace in his palm, looking at the meat grinder blankly.
He knew very well that this was just a dream.
These dead people are still alive and well in the real world, but they just experienced the pain of death in their dreams.
But it was different for him—he would really die in the dream.
So in order to avoid these injuries, he can only use some props that do not belong to this world.
But that will also arouse the fear of Boss Morris, and maybe he will make great efforts to target him.
Faced with such a dilemma, Al frowned and cursed fiercely in his heart.
This fucking world!
The ticking of the clock stopped—three minutes had elapsed.
Looking at the machine that was almost stopped in front of their eyelashes, the remaining dozen or so believers immediately exhaled the stale air from their chests, and crawled away from the coverage area of the machine.
Morris looked at the remaining believers and said with a smile: "It seems that there are still a lot of people left. Great, let's play the next game."
"Let me think about it, what would be a better game? How about hide and seek?"
The scorched man narrowed his eyes with a smile, and looked even more terrifying.
"It just so happens that there are still some fish that escaped the net outside the meeting room~"
Some are not qualified to attend the meeting, but are equally full of sinful scum.
The slightly dilapidated truck was driving on the road on the outskirts of the town at an extremely fast speed.
Varun, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked at the time displayed on his watch and stepped up the accelerator.
It was already four o'clock in the afternoon.
The captain must be waiting impatiently.
The sudden acceleration caused the few people who were tied up in the rear compartment to be jolted again.
The black-haired and green-eyed boy woke up from a coma, with blood stains on his sweaty forehead.
He blinked those bright dark green eyes, observing the dark interior of the carriage.
Through the crack of the open car door, he could see the green trees receding quickly outside.
It seems that this is the suburbs.
Only in the suburbs can there be so many green trees, and only here can the vehicle drive at such a fast speed.
With the faint light coming in from the car door, Zhou Yu saw the person closest to him.
That's Johnny tied up.
Johnny was even more miserable than him at the moment, a large piece of skin was broken on his face, revealing the blood-red texture underneath, which was extremely permeable.
boom-
As the speed of the car accelerated, another unconscious body rolled over and just collided with Johnny.
Zhou Yu took a closer look and saw that it was Vincent who always liked to bully others.
Not far away was another figure who was tied up. Zhou Yu couldn't tell who it was for the time being, but what was certain at the moment was that they were in a bad situation.
Must escape quickly.
Zhou Yu moved his wrist, which was bound by the rope, and struggled to sit up.
If I remember correctly, he also had a small knife in his shirt pocket, if he could get it out—
Zhou Yu, who was thinking about the escape plan, did not notice that his original emerald green eyes had gradually turned into a dull blue.
It was the same color as the eyes of the portrait of Samuel he had painted.
After an unknown amount of time, the accelerating truck finally arrived near the destination.
Varun looked at the villa not far away, accelerated the speed of the truck again, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
On this unmanned suburban road, this speed has almost reached the level of lightning.
prickly—
The tires braked suddenly, rubbing against the ground and making a harsh sound.
Varen opened the driver's door and jumped out of the car neatly.
With his tall figure nestled in such a narrow cab, he felt a little aggrieved all the way.
Click—
After unlocking the door lock of the rear compartment, Varen was going to drag the hostages back to the villa and wait for the captain's arrangement.
A cold light flashed across.
A swift figure rushed out of the dark compartment just as Varen opened the door and before he could react.
Varen's cheek was cut by a knife, and he frowned immediately.
How could a mere small world weapon hurt him
Like the crow, it was all too weird.
The moment the figure was about to leave the carriage, Varun grabbed his slender ankle and fell hard to the ground.
Well! ! !
The black-haired and green-eyed boy fell heavily to the ground, revealing those eyes that were shining with faint blue light.
That is—the eyes very similar to Samuel in his painting, tyrannical and bloodthirsty.
Zhou Yu, who hadn't noticed the abnormality in his eyes, got up from the ground, looked at this tall and strong man viciously, and was ready to retreat at any time.
Although I don't know why, I suddenly became full of strength.
But he also understands that the current self has no way to face this incredibly strong man head-on.
Can only play by ear...
wait, what is that
Zhou Yu clenched the knife in his hand, and saw a dark figure looming behind the big man.
It was a figure holding a sickle high, looming.