'The Cocoon of Worms'!
That's the name of the gallery.
Due to the horrific accident, the entire gallery has been cordoned off, with police officers patrolling the area.
The carriage stopped, and Rhodes and Sulu jumped down, looking at the dark building, feeling a little palpitating.
"Remember... you can't look at that cursed oil painting! If you remember the portrait of the devil... maybe next time the curse will find you!"
Rhodes took out two black cloths, blindfolded his eyes, and gave the remaining one to Sulu.
"This kind of dress is more like a demon hunter!"
Sulu complained, blindfolded, and under the burst of inspiration, as if scanning by radar, the outlines of objects ten meters around clearly appeared in his mind.
"Although the cursed spirit here is not a real demon from the abyss, it is also arranged by a very powerful demon professional!"
Rhodes sniffled: "Even though the other party has been away for a long time, I still smell a strong devil's breath in the air!"
"Why, do you think that demon professional has left?" Sulu asked.
"Because if the other party is still there, the power of the devil in my body has already begun to tremble instinctively. In fact... I really feel a little bit now." Rhodes replied sincerely: "Is there any question?"
"there is none left!"
Seeing that the police officer had also finished negotiating with Ms. Xi Ling's butler, the two rushed into the gallery one after the other.
boom!
The dusty door was opened, and Sulu immediately sensed the horror inside.
"Fortunately, the environment has not been completely changed and closed!" Rhodes took a deep breath: "Shall we go in?"
The characteristic of the cursed spirit is that once the law of killing is understood, ordinary people may survive, because it is just a rigid procedure.
However, it is not ruled out that the devil programmer suddenly tampers with the rules, or the possibility of self-mutation.
For Sulu and Rhodes, the risk at this time is barely acceptable.
When they stepped into the gallery, the surrounding environment suddenly changed, and all the hustle and bustle of the outside world turned into silence, as if they had come to another world.
This is the ability that spirit bodies have to affect the surrounding environment.
And according to the records in the Demon Hunting Manual, the most dangerous spirit bodies can even attract the souls of ordinary people in the spirit world, causing tragedies.
In the misty darkness, the corridor was long and seemed to have no end in sight.
Because they didn't know which painting was cursed, they were both blindfolded, but it didn't affect anything.
Sulu replaced vision purely with inspiration, and Rhodes seemed to have been specially trained to determine the surrounding terrain with a cane.
"follow me!"
Sulu took the lead and quickly checked the surroundings.
Although the inspiration cannot be so detailed that everything around him is clear, but the general terrain and obstacles are clearly visible in front of his eyes.
Even the oil paintings on the wall, if he concentrated, he could see some outlines, but he certainly wouldn't deliberately look for the curse to get on his body.
Fighting against such a spirit body is not fun.
After turning a corner, Sulu suddenly sighed.
In his perception, a few meters ahead, there was a corpse lying on the ground.
"The smell of blood? Dead people?" Rhodes sniffled, "Madam Xiling?"
"is her!"
How can the speed of the carriage keep up with the spirit body? The two were mentally prepared for this.
It's just that Mrs. Xi Ling at this moment no longer has the glamorous feeling she had before.
Her beautiful eyes completely lost their color, her head was separated from her body, and a large swath of blood flowed under the corpse.
"Which one is the oil painting at the scene? Read the introduction, don't look at the oil painting itself!" Rhodes said in a deep voice.
"This showroom is..."
Sulu was inspired, and found the nameplate introduction: "The work of the painter Robert - the man in the evening!"
"This oil painting is very likely to be cursed, let's go!"
Rhodes cane knocked on the ground: "Determine the source of the curse, we can hand in the task, and the rest can be taken over by the Church of the Goddess..."
"Wait a minute!"
At this time, Sulu discovered again: "There... there are people over there!"
He turned around and came to another exhibition hall.
In the center, there is a girl, a girl he is very familiar with—Molly!
Molly Apple was looking terrible at this point.
In other words, she was already a corpse.
Moreover, both eyes were gouged out, black blood flowed out from the five sense organs, his hands were pinching his neck, and his tongue was sticking out all the time.
"There was blood on her fingers... she gouged out her own eyes, punctured her own ears, and eventually strangled herself..."
Sulu felt a chill.
It was simply beyond his imagination to defeat a person's most instinctive sense of survival.
"Hehe... I smell sulfur, candles burning, essential oils... Is she performing a ritual?"
Rhodes suddenly sneered.
"indeed… "
Sulu observed and found that there were indeed other arrangements: "What's going on?"
"Obviously... there is not only one horror in this gallery!"
Rhodes said: "She should come here for that 'man in the evening', to break the seal of the cursed spirit above, to curse someone, such as you! But... The cursed spirit is not something that ordinary people and low-level extraordinary people can do." Manipulative, she failed, the cursed spirit broke through the seal, but started killing people crazily, in order to save herself, she held a ceremony of praying to the devil! Then, what you see is like this... "
"She may have seen... a real demon!"
Demons are equivalent to evil gods, and cannot be looked directly at. Even its abyssal language is extremely terrifying to low-level transcendents.
"This little girl really won the lottery. She must be the favored person of the God of Misfortune... If there is such a statue."
Rhodes added: "You have been looking for her, hoping that she will answer some of your questions, but unfortunately she is also dead!"
Although [psychic medium] can make the dead speak, Sulu has no such thought at this moment.
Even if Mo Li can successfully psychic, her spirit must be polluted by demons, psychic is courting death.
Sulu can fully imagine the scene at that time - the girl was trapped in the gallery, facing the cursed spirit that kept killing people, she had to pray to the devil, originally just praying for shelter, but the great and indescribable existence in the abyss , This time he was so generous, showing his true face, perhaps accompanied by terrifying and polluting whispers, which the Seven Gods and their believers called "filthy words" and "whispers of the abyss"!
The indescribable horror directly drilled into the girl's brain, destroying her sanity, and even taking some self-help measures of closing the five sense organs would not help.
In the end, she strangled herself!
Even if it is Sulu, or even other extraordinary beings, they will fall down if they encounter such a situation!
"It's just the most common prayer ceremony..."
Sulu murmured in disbelief.
"Who knows? Demons can't reason with you!"
Rhodes shrugged his shoulders. Abyssal Demons were an incomprehensible existence: "Now, the danger of this place has exceeded my imagination. We must leave immediately!"