Fang Liang and Cao Zhengfei stood by the door with guns, and as soon as the believers who arrived were in an abnormal situation, they would immediately attack.

Oddly enough, things didn't get worse as they could have been.

The believer came quickly with his skirt in hand, closed the door first, and then gathered Fang Liang, Cao Zhengfei, and the baseball cap player together, and led the three of them to the strange little boy.

Fang Liang pushed up the brim of his hat and observed carefully, compared to Fang Cai, the antler-like branches on the little boy's head were already much duller, and the surface of the branches was like the stalk of a mushroom after it had matured, covered with strange black spots of different sizes.

Looking at the straw mask again, the grass stems have been scorched and withered, and the difference between the new blue and white grass stem mask in the photo is quite obvious.

Fang Liang stared at the little boy: "What did you do when you suddenly called us all over, where did you lock up the other patients?" ”

The little boy raised his head to look at Fang Liang, even though Fang Liang shone a flashlight on his mask, it was still pitch black under his eyes.

The little boy raised his hand, and a believer stepped forward tremblingly, allowing the boy's palm to cover the top of the believer's head.

Fang Liang smelled a familiar smell in an instant: the curses themselves couldn't speak, and they couldn't communicate directly with humans, but when they came into contact with humans, they could use human bodies to convey some information.

Combined with his previous speculation, Fang Liang believed that the little boy was not the true source of the curse, but a contact and user similar to Duan Jianmin. There is a certain similarity between the two dungeons, but the conditions for clearing the game are completely different.

ID:Deadline simply asks the player to survive and escape, regardless of the source of the curse, and to run away from the correct timeline.

ID:Forest requires players to investigate the truth of the curse, the two have different clearance modes, and there is a suspected invisible setting of plane transformation and multiple planes, even if the user of the curse is found, it may not be the true source of the curse.

When the believer was touched by the little boy, his voice immediately became crisp and immature, and he relayed the little boy's voice:

"There is a terrible evil presence outside the church, and we need strong enough mental strength to fight it, and if you want to survive from the clutches of that thing, we need to unite our forces to repel it."

"As long as you are willing to accept the gift of the forest and share the wisdom of the forest, we will be with the miracles, and evil will not be able to invade our realm, and we can drive it out of the forest."

Fang Liang was unmoved, this church and the little boy obviously had a problem, and as soon as he turned his head, he wanted to whitewash the unity, which did not exist.

Instead of knocking on the side, it was better to get straight to the point, Fang Liang decided to pick the question and question the other party face to face: "Where have you been, what have you done, what is the relationship between the forest and the mushroom plague, and where is the essence of the so-called miracle?" ”

"You didn't cure the sick at all, you just locked them up and waited for death, and you said that together you can fight evil, do you think I would believe it? Tell me, what happened when you were lost in the forest alone? ”

"Everything here is ruined, resources will run out sooner or later, do you want everyone to die in the forest?"

The little boy's hand suddenly retracted, and cracks quickly appeared in the yellowed world outside the window.

It's just that this group of apparitions did not maintain the ritual, and the dead gray realm began to gain the upper hand, gradually invading the interior of the church.

The little boy's condition gradually deteriorated, and the believers in the church lay on the ground one by one as if they were drunk.

Listen closely, and these believers are not dead, but suddenly fall into some kind of sleep.

This group of believers curled up on the ground like babies, their lips smashing and smashing their dreams, crying and laughing, as if they were experiencing some wonderful pleasure in a dream that could not be done in reality, and they took advantage of it quite completely.

In the midst of the mutations, the Dead Grey Realm finally invaded the church.

Fang Liang turned his head to look, only to see a gray-black crack spreading upwards from the root of the wall, and then the entire wall seemed to be burned down by some force, and the solid church bricks and tiles turned into a cloud of ashes and dust falling from the crack in an instant.

Among the ashes stood a lanky, tall figure, carrying a thick sacrificial scalpel in its hand, wearing a gray, cracked sheep's skull on its head, and animal bone rings and tattered strips of cloth on its limbs and torso that made it look like a mummy.

Its ash-colored waist-length hair, whether it was its hair or the decoration on its sheepbone mask, and a wide, round-brimmed black robe covered its shriveled lower body, making it look unsmiling and mysterious.

The creature didn't speak, it just lifted its withered, narrow, shriveled paw and took a slow step forward.

One of the believers suddenly began to smoke all over his body, and the gray-black robes of the church were sparkling, and he seemed to be haunted by nightmares, even though his eyes were frantically scurrying under his wrinkled eyelids, and he was curled up in pain, but he could not wake up.

With the entry of this strange monster, smoke began to rise from the bodies of the little boy and Fang Liang and the others.

Fang Liang was suddenly stunned, a violent thirst was increasing as the Dead Gray Field approached, he felt that the corners of his eyes were about to crack due to dryness, and his throat and vocal cords would also quickly dry up to the point that he could not speak.

The player in the baseball cap hissed and screamed, "It's coming in!" Why don't we just accept the ceremony, and let's talk about it after today, if the church's defenses fail, it will definitely kill us all!" ”

The little boy was covered in smoke, but he still stretched out his palm to Fang Liang and stood there motionless.

Cao Zhengfei tightened his mask: "If you want to accept it, you can accept it yourself, no one forces you to make a decision, don't interfere with our judgment." ”

Fang Liang covered his throat and barely squeezed out a few words at the little boy: "However, you must give me the location of the source of the curse and tell me the map coordinates, I need to know the truth before and after the curse erupted, otherwise I will definitely not believe everything you caused." ”

The little boy's fingers shrunk, and it was obvious that for a moment, Fang Liang's condition really made him hesitate.

The little boy turned his head to look at the tall, strange shadow, and suddenly his whole body trembled, and there was a strange clicking sound from the inside of his head, and some reddish transparent slime spilled from his chin.

The boy made a crunching mechanical sound, and his head swayed wildly like an epileptic seizure, but he slowly spat out a clear picture from the crack in the lower half of the mask!

There's really something wrong with this place, don't tell me that's how the other photos come from......

Fang Liang's scalp was numb, but he still forced himself to reach out and grab the photo that the little boy spit out of his mask.

Fang Liang pulled the photo out with all his might, but it was as if he was grabbing a bundle of hair stuck in his throat and struggling to pull it out from the depths of his stomach.

The picture is extremely simple, with a two-way road with a yellow line in the middle, boundless woods on both sides, a crescent moon hanging in the sky, and everyone walking on the road has a strange posture of "getting in touch" on the upper half of their bodies.

In the back corner of the photo, there is a childish handwriting with its name and meaning: "Find, the way home." ”

After doing all this, the little boy seemed to have lost the protection of some kind of power, he was full of smoke and fire, but he stood motionless, and once again assumed the strange pose of "getting in touch", like a sculpture on the altar, there was an unknown weirdness.

Outside the window, the yellowed old field was finally eroded by the dead gray, and the whole church quickly fell into a sea of fire.

Fang Liang heard a series of movements from the underground of the church, and many beast-like strange roars began to pour out from the ground, and a constantly wriggling darkness spread out from the little boy's feet, and the enemy began to spread around.

The wriggling Kuroshio mixed with the dead gray realm, and the entire church quickly collapsed in the collision of the cursed power.

"Run!"

Fang Liang and Cao Zheng dragged open the door and rushed out, and the baseball cap player also flew through the window and fled.

When he thought that he could take a breath after escaping from the church, Fang Liang found that his footprints were gradually covered with ashes.

"Oh no, that guy has his eye on us!"