Chapter 237: The Forest
Without being reminded by the stonemason, everyone else knew that it was time to fight to the death, and each used all means to attack the withered head.
Evil Wunian took the lead, a fiery red coat of arms in the shape of a griffin appeared on the back of his hand, and his palms condensed into a cloud of dark red energy, slapping towards the withered head.
The forest cat also clenched its whip and swung it towards the opening in the wall, releasing its large pink hand to grasp in front of it.
The formless and insubstantial energy was like an iron wall, easily blocking all kinds of attacks, and even had the spare strength to strangle the limbs of Evil Wunian in the air, slowly breaking his hands and feet towards the back.
In the midst of the chaotic battle, Li Ang silently unleashed the [Drowning Assassination Technique] towards the withered head
"Poofโ"
Her head spewed out a stream of warm water like a hot spring, and a steady stream of water poured out of the trachea in the cross-section of her neck, overflowed the table, and splashed to the ground.
The formless and insubstantial energy paused inexplicably, and taking advantage of this short gap, Leon activated the ripple breathing method and rushed into the house, waving his stone arm and smashing it at the withered head.
Even though it had been reduced to a fountain, the shrunken gray head was still staring at Leon with its shriveled eyeballs.
Leon only felt the resistance in front of him growing, and the air became heavier and heavier, like amber, trying to melt himself into it, freezing and freezing.
Seeing that he was about to be completely frozen, Leon used the [Debris Scattering] skill, and the target was not the withered head, but the drawer under the wooden table where the head was contained.
He noticed that in the drawer under the wooden table, several old wires stretched together,
The wires were connected to rows of generators, and to the back of the shriveled head's neck.
These lines, charging that head?
He'd only heard of drinking six walnuts with his brain, and he hadn't heard of plugging in wires for his brain.
I saw that [Debris Scattering] ignored the wall of air and exploded directly near the drawer of the wooden table, completely breaking the old wire connecting the head to the generator, and flying out in its entirety.
As the wires flew away, the shriveled head seemed to lose power, and its eyes slowly closed and there was no more sound.
At this time, the system prompt also sounded, indicating that everyone's abnormal head had been cleared, and the last three abnormal organs remained.
Several teammates hurried into the house, and the stonemason glanced at the shrunken old woman's head sitting quietly on the table, and held up the water-soaked half of the wire through his gloves, and wondered, "What is this?" โ
"This is the father of the big-headed son, the small-headed father."
Li Ang said casually,
Regardless of the bewildered stonemason, he picked up his head with a stone arm and looked at it carefully in front of him for a while, "Hmm... Looks a bit like Sivaro's shrunken head?
There is a wire socket at the back of the neck, and behind the socket there is an extremely cumbersome metal cylindrical part. This thing seems to convert voltage..."
That's probably why the withered head stopped attacking just now - the water gushing out of the drowning assassination technique shorted the wires underneath.
Leon looked back and forth at his shriveled head, and unexpectedly found a deep vertical scar behind the skull, through which he could see that the skull cavity was empty and there was nothing.
"It's really brainless."
Li Ang praised, and at this time, the forest cat also discovered something, stood in the center of a pile of generators, and said to his teammates: "There is a preset occult formation here!" โ
The stonemason and the evil mindless walked over, the former glanced at the cumbersome magic array drawn with dry red and white brushstrokes, looked up at the forest cat and asked, "Can you understand the specific effect of this formation?" โ
"Hmm..."
The forest cat frowned and thought for a while, and said cautiously: "This magic array seems to be set up to be activated every five years.
The valve of the oil storage equipment located behind the wall is opened, the oil is poured into the generator, and the generator is started.
The circle lasts for 2 hours. โ
The stonemason was stunned when he heard this, he had heard of the magic circle that summoned demons, the magic circle that created a landslide, the magic circle that called thunder, and he had never heard of this kind of occult formation with a similar effect to a mechanism.
"In addition to turning on the lights in the house, these generators also provide electricity for the withered heads."
The stonemason analyzed: "It is possible that the formation itself was set up in the head, in order to meet the present moment. โ
He lowered his head, frowned, and said, "But why did it attack us directly, and this time the anomalous organs didn't seem to trigger hallucinations..."
"Hey."
Li Ang shouted, attracting the attention of his teammates,
By this time, he had tucked the head into the backpack compartment and lifted the wooden table upside down on the ground.
After waiting for his teammates to come over, Li Ang pointed to the back of the wooden table and motioned for his teammates to come over and take a look.
The back of the wooden table, which is not very spacious, is densely engraved with many English words, and everyone scans it carefully, but they don't take the initiative to read it out loud-
In the occult realm, it would have been reckless to read out an unknown text, let alone in a rather eerie environment.
"Hello, unknown visitor entering the Williams Mansion, you must have seen my head on the table, right?
I am the former owner of the Williams House, Helen Leslie.
I don't know if you're a descendant of the Leslie family, or if you've come to strangle the evil Witch League, or if you're an ordinary person who accidentally fell here, but I want you to read this text carefully, it will be the key to your survival. โ
The four players looked at each other, and a wave of absurdity swelled in their hearts. It seems that a visitor entering the house has been foreseen?
The history of this Williams Mansion begins with a mystic scholar named Williams, a member of the Far Eastern Dawn Magical Society, who fled to the New World at the beginning of the 19th century and settled on Loanoke Island.
He heard about the case of the colony's collective disappearance, went into the jungle to search, and restored the truth - on this island, there lived a reindeer god named Croatoan,
It originated from the primitive beliefs of the indigenous peoples of the eastern islands of the Americas and is a symbol of medicine, longevity, and health. However, due to the migration and decline of the tribe, the reindeer god continued to weaken, becoming twisted and evil, and chaotic.
The case of the colony's collective disappearance was a conspiracy orchestrated by the reindeer god who attacked the colony with plague and famine, forcing the colonists from England to pledge their allegiance to it and follow him into the misty swamps deep in the woodland to become his slaves.
Under the influence of the reindeer god, humans will undergo various changes: their bodies will become distorted and inhuman, their brains will become stupid and bloodthirsty, and they will no longer be worthy of being called humans, as Williams calls them 'children of the forest' or 'forest people' in his notes. โ
Leon's eyes lit up, the children of the forest mentioned here were probably the monsters he saw in the woodland with their limbs prostrate on the ground.