"You're very different!" said Aretha.

From 1974, when Aretha turned from an ordinary person into a dark evil, until now, more than 30 years have passed, is it only Chris who has arrived here?

No way!

During these thirty years, many magicians have come to Silent Hill. However, the average magic apprentice can only go around the Silent Hill in the real world, and cannot enter this inner world at all.

And the magician who can come in can be regarded as a little capable. It's just that the world formed by hatred is far more terrifying than they imagined.

This is Aleisa's home field, which naturally fits Aleisa, and basically is not Alisha's opponent.

Really speaking, the mysterious magic of the Marvel world is actually not strong. In this world, although there are various mysterious forces, the earth is definitely not good at this.

Probably the most top-level mage exists, but there is almost no backbone. For example, magicians who have reached the realm of legends almost do not exist.

Even after the Templar Mage except for the Ancient One, the strongest is Casillas, who is still quite far from the legend.

The temple is already an ancient and complete organization, and as for the other magicians, they are really stragglers, and it is unrealistic to expect how powerful they can be.

So, over the years, one by one magicians have come here, and there is always no way to take Alesha.

Most importantly, they also hope that Alaisa can forgive these people who are trapped in this space by her, and hope that Alaisa will let them go.

Although more than 30 years have passed, Aretha is still just a little girl, is it useful to talk to her about those big truths?

Moreover, Alesha's only obsession is satisfaction, and she must take revenge when she is satisfied with revenge.

But, Chris came, and he came with a different idea.

didn't ask Alaisa to give up, and agreed with her revenge, and even helped her, so she said that.

Chris smiled, his mouth cracked open with laughter, and he was very happy.

Ignoring the fact that the Aretha in front of him was a conglomeration of the dark side, he picked it up as if he were his own daughter.

"Let's go, I'll take you to revenge!"

People have goals in their lives, and they have a life of striving for goals, but in the process of struggle, they must take the initiative to add other styles and enrich their lives.

If the goal is to make money, it's good to work hard, but occasionally you need to do something else to improve yourself, and you can't keep fighting.

Occasional indulgence, occasional rest, look at the scenery next to you, chat with friends about life, complain about dissatisfaction with life, and find happiness in life.

These are excellent.

Chris's goal is more ambitious, and he is constantly striving for the goal, and he is working hard, although sometimes it is very tiring, the tiredness that goes deep into the soul, the confusion of knowledge that entangles the soul, makes him very tired.

He also needs to rest, relax, and understand life.

There are no friends to drink and chat with him, no friends to sit with him to eat chicken and black, and no friends to watch movies with him.

His former friends were not in the same world as him, and he could not relieve his exhaustion with his past activities.

However, he found another way.

It's about helping others, helping those who are persecuted, those who are still in love with life but are tormented.

When Chris saw the faces of those he helped shine again, it was as if he saw the sacred.

Not the sacredness that comes from the proclamation, but the sacredness that blooms from the soul, the heart, and the life!

The divine light is not strong and hot at all, only warmth, the kind of warmth that goes straight to the heart and hits the soul!

That's a kind of touching, for life, for life.

···

Chris carried Aretha all the way down the street, the only church in Silent Hill to the north.

Alesa was held by Chris, and her jet-black eyes stared at Chris, and her eyes were full of obvious curiosity.

In the back, Ross and Siva, as well as Thomas, followed.

It's just that the expressions of the three of them are a little confused, or confused, about the conversation between Chris and Alesha.

Rose's eyes kept looking at Alesa because the other party was so similar to his daughter Sharon.

Thomas's gaze was on Chris, with an attitude of being ready at all times, and he was really shocked by Chris's words.

There was not the slightest ripple in the other party's words, as if in the other party's tone, those people should be killed and revenged.

That's human life, how can it be so easy for them to tell it?

The church is very noticeable, because the roof of the church was definitely the highest in the era when it was built.

So, when Chris saw the cross on the roof, he knew the church had arrived.

"It's here. ”

Chris was still holding Alesa and did not let her down, and Alesa was indifferent and continued to be held by Chris.

It's not like Araisha didn't do nothing, though!

When!when!

The entire Silent Hill resounded with a sound similar to the ringing of a large bell.

And as these bells rang, the world of Silent Hill began to change, and the light in the originally gray sky began to dim, and night fell.

The drifting ashes vanished, but so did the surroundings.

One by one, the dilapidated rusty and withered buildings began to peel off the skin of the walls, revealing the walls inside, which were vivid walls, like those that had not yet been renovated.

It's just that the walls and the floor are even more slimy, as if there is liquid flowing.

That's not ordinary liquid, that's red blood, that's the blood of the dead!

Table the world, retreat!

The world has officially arrived!

And as the bells rang one after another, people came running around the church one after another.

It turns out that there are still a lot of people alive in the entire Silent Hill.

"Sybil, Sybil!"

Thomas saw his subordinate, the policewoman on a motorcycle, and hurriedly called him over.

"Sheriff, why are you here? This place is so wicked that you can't find your way out!"

The sheriff and policewoman recounted the ins and outs of the matter, while Chris watched as the figures sped up and raced towards the church.

"Are these people?"

Aletha nodded, "These people's paranoid beliefs keep me from entering. ”

Chris smiled, "Don't worry, I'll help you out." ”

After all, Alesa was a little girl, and she didn't have any way to use the power of hatred.

If someone taught her how to use this power, this little church would never be able to stop her.

"What do you want to do?"

At this time, Thomas stepped forward and crossed in front of Chris's eyes.