"That'...... What the hell is that?! ”

"Is it a supernatural ghost?"

"No...... It's aberration! Right! It's distortion pollution! The female player's flesh has a deadly aberration element, and she has polluted our puppet of the living dead! ”

"How so? Even those living dead who are cursed and already belong to a kind of 'curse pollution' can be further polluted, so how strong is the aberration element in the female player's body? ”

Weasel Shao, Di Shao, Snake Shao, and the black young man dressed as a dried persimmon ghost shark, seeing the terrifying scene in front of him, suddenly couldn't help but feel a little urine.

They are ruthless though.

In this "American Team: Avengers Vanguard" career dungeon, he is keen on killing explosive equipment to seek excitement, and try to use it as a bloody accumulation to make himself stronger.

In addition, the family is either the rich second generation or the second generation of power.

Under the influence of the father's circle, he can be regarded as having a broad vision and a lot of insight.

But where have you seen the real horror?

Especially the horror of facing death!

At this moment.

As the bodies of the puppets of the living dead who were cursed and enslaved by the Black Pearl were distorted, and their bellies were torn, the faces of the beautiful women who were superimposed on each other were densely gushing out of each body as if they were cancerous.

And in the end, under some intertwined squirming, it was stacked into a weird and terrifying posture!

- The long blood-colored hair spread out like a waterfall, hanging down like a robe to hide from the surface of the body, and the white hands that seemed to be coated with blood-colored nail polish stretched out one by one from the crowded gap of the woman's face, like the demonized Thousand-Armed Guanyin emerging from hell, both elegant and evil, like a human bud blooming in the abyss.

—and the lower body, which is footed by the twisted limbs of the puppets of the living dead.

Click!

Click!

The deformed puppets of the living dead, clasping their rotting fingers and toes to the hull of the Black Pearl ghost ship, dragging black, dripping traces of cursed blood, and making a tooth-aching sound, quickly climbed upwards.

At first glance.

It's like a humanoid spider with its belly facing upwards and covering a thick lump of dense faces, and its limbs are forcibly folded and twisted downward!

Shocking!

This aberrant form seems to exist only in the rhapsophies of the mentally ill.

On the spot, the four of them saw that their breathing was as still as death.

Their stomachs twitched uncontrollably.

Every cranny of the brain was filled with extreme madness and fear at this moment, and a strong shadow of death hung over the heart.

And even more so at this time.

There were eerie bursts of extremely turbulent, harsh, and terrifying tunes in the air, which can be called "yin music".

I don't know where this tune came from.

But it's as if it existed from the beginning.

It's as eerie as the wind from hell.

Give somebody the creeps!

"No...... No...... Good...... We...... Get...... Come on...... Block...... That...... Some...... Aberration...... Target...... Monster ......"

"But ......"

"For ...... What the...... Body ......"

"Good...... Stiff ......"

"Quick...... Fast...... Initiate...... Black...... Pearl...... Open...... Cannon...... Yes...... Ah......h

The puppet of the living dead crew that could be controlled at will was not only out of control, but also deformed into a monster under the strange pollution, and the four of them immediately wanted to take measures in shock.

However.

With the sound of strange "yin music" around him.

No matter how frantic their minds are, at this moment, their bodies are like machines that have rusted for millions of years, and it is difficult to move and function even the slightest.

And even gradually.

Their minds have also become extremely slow and sluggish.

I could only watch as those deformed monsters climbed onto the Black Pearl, stood on the deck, and trampled on the black blood with their twisted palms and soles, and came to them, and the distorted bodies stacked by dense women's faces were extremely close to their eyes!

And at this moment, a further aberration occurred!

- Some grow a large number of tentacles, and the dense tentacles of the woman's mouth are constantly opening and closing, emitting strange and crazy babbling, and some of the body emerges one after another mysterious eyeballs of different sizes that are constantly wriggling, flowing with sticky and yellow pus, while others simply form a huge sarcoma with the epidermis piled up by countless human faces under the rapid distortion and proliferation!

"No ......"

"No, no, no......"

"No !!!!"

As one distortion monster after another swarmed in, and further distortions occurred, the scene suddenly became extremely chaotic.

The monsters see their own "captain".

See the four guys who once killed themselves and cursed themselves with slavery.

The incomparably beautiful woman's face suddenly twisted and hideous!

Dense granulations began to wriggle wildly on the face, intertwining to form one after another with different shapes of facial features—down-and-out vagabonds, war-torn soldiers, unemployed men, stumbling women, rickety old men, innocent children, and one after another resentful and unwilling to die under the attack of the shadowy attack......

Every face revealed an extremely strong color of resentment, and then immediately afterwards, they all stretched out their bright red tongues and licked and devoured the faces of the young black man dressed as Weasel Shao, Di Shao, Snake Shao, and the dried persimmon ghost shark!

Wow! Wow!

Licking so hard and so wildly!

It's as if to lick and eat their entire faces, and then suck their brains and taste their souls!

It's a licking!

And feeling one moist but full of resentment and curses, and the distorted and polluted tongue licking and eating on their faces, the faces of the four Itachi Shao were also distorted, their eyes were wide with horror as if they were about to crack, and their mouths let out extremely terrible, almost earth-shattering screams.

This indescribable thing.

This grotesque aberration.

Light is a visual image.

In fact, it already represents an extremely strong "pollution".

It's like if an ordinary person witnesses the scene of a murderer killing people and dismembering corpses, his mind will definitely linger on that kind of cruel and bloody scene, and even nightmares, mental breakdowns, unable to eat, depression, and become an eternal shadow in his heart.

Not to mention being close to it.

and be licked and eaten by it.

This is not only physical torture, but also a horrific torture of the soul!

"Tsk, it seems that I accidentally made things too exaggerated......"

Then.

Red heels stomped on the deck of the Black Pearl.

Invisible threads converge in the void.

You can see it.

On the five fingers of a beautiful palm, there is a "thread of demons" dyed with rich blood at this moment.

Accompanied by a slight hook of the fingertips.

Airplanes!

Invisible threads spread from both sides.

Suddenly, the aberrant monsters full of hatred, resentment, and madness dragged their twisted palms and soles, stepping on the deck, and scattered from both sides step by step, leaving a blood-soaked "path" in the middle.

And that red heels.

Tread on this blood-soaked road.

I walked into it very leisurely......