"Hey, bastard, can't you be polite to my hospital." When Spann heard Carpenrol say this about his hospital, he couldn't help but say,

"Later, when you treat your old waist in this stinking garbage heap filled with cheap disinfectant water, I will ask Miss Merritt to charge you twice the price." Or will he ram it hard, knock it down and then escape?

Pierce thought so, and simulated a number of coherent pictures in his mind, first he ran past Juncker and slammed his left elbow into its left shoulder, Juncker staggered backwards, and the three segments of its chest quickly clamped Pierce's left arm, and it dragged him like this, Pierce also fell to the ground unsteadily, and Juncker immediately climbed on top of him...... No, no, this plan is too dangerous.

"The outside of the barrier? Isn't it all those stinky garbage heaps, cheap disinfectant water and lampstands that will collapse sooner or later? Is there anything special about it? ”

"Well, what's wrong?" No chance, no chance. As soon as he passed by Juncker, he was either held or cut in two by a scythe.

"Ogre? You're talking about ogres, right? What's that? Isn't this caused by the devil? It was the three of them who were chanting the strange syllable, their left hands on their chests, as if covering their pendants, and their right hands stretched straight up, pointing their index fingers to the roof, as if a strange green soap bubble surrounded the three of them and Pierce in the middle.

Pierce looked around, and he found himself sitting on the marble floor, with his back to a morgue.

No chance, no chance. As soon as he passed by Juncker, he was either held or cut in two by a scythe.

"We were just walking, and you suddenly broke away from us and ran towards the morgue, and we followed and found you scurrying nervously between the morgues, which let us know that something should change, but because you were moving so fast, we couldn't hold you in the middle and open the barrier, until you started crouching on the ground, and we didn't have a chance." The bald old man he didn't know spoke, and his speech was slow, methodical, and full of intellect.

The pillar of flesh really couldn't pass through the hole completely, and the top part of it slammed into the surface of the heart, shaking twice and breaking with the lower section, and the lower part of it continued to slide towards the heart as if nothing happened, and the broken part fell to the ground, extending root-like blood vessels at a speed visible to the naked eye, and melted to the ground.

"I don't know, no one can guess what the devil thinks, just as no one can guess what God thinks, we can only summarize this demon according to the phenomena we find." So Pierce cautiously stepped through the gap in the white powder and came to the iron gate at the end.

The iron doors of these compartments all had small windows that could be opened outward, but because of age and water seepage, the rotating shaft of the window panels was very corroded, and it took him a lot of effort to slowly open a crack.

He looked in, and it was pitch black, and he could see nothing, so he opened the little window wider, and then lifted up the oil lamp and looked inside, and the oil lamp shone out a pale woman's face, which was tightly pressed against the guardrail in front of the window, and her face was tense as if she were struggling to lift something very heavy; Her eyes were wide open, bloodshot and red.

"Hahaha. Then let me risk my life to tell you, ogres are a type of demons, they are characterized by being able to ignore the limitations of space, for example, I am standing here now, my hands are empty, but the next second the kidney on your right side disappears from your body and appears in my hands, then I am an ogre. They walked down the passage to the right of the basement, which was so narrow that it could only accommodate three people side by side, and on both sides of the corridor were small cubicles with iron doors, and Pierce wondered if the doors of the opposite compartments could be opened at the same time.

Seeing that the three of them were quiet, he also felt nervous, so he stood on tiptoe and walked quietly.

He wanted to ask why there was such a prison-like facility under the hospital, but now was not a good time to ask, so he suppressed his curiosity.

They walked down the passage on the right side of the basement, which was so narrow that it could only accommodate three people side by side, and on both sides of the corridor were small cubicles with iron doors, and Pierce wondered if the doors of the opposite compartments could be opened at the same time.

Seeing that the three of them were quiet, he also felt nervous, so he stood on tiptoe and walked quietly.

He wanted to ask why there was such a prison-like facility under the hospital, but now was not a good time to ask, so he suppressed his curiosity.

Listening to the conversation between the three of them without any nervousness, Pierce felt that they must not have had this terrible hallucination of themselves, could this be the effect of the pendant?

In any case, under their protection, they are safe now, and when they exorcise Lady Vincent, the demon's influence on this place will be eliminated, and everything will surely return to normal.

He turned his head to the side, and outside the barrier, a huge maggot bit off half of the other small maggot in one bite, and the remaining half of the small maggot writhed wildly on the ground, spraying milky white body fluids indiscriminately.

Before he could reach the fork in the road, a massive monster had completely blocked the road, and Pierce could recognize at a glance that it was the pillar of flesh that Carpenrol had originally transformed into in his eyes, only it seemed to be thicker now, and its fallen body almost filled the entire passage.

"What does it look like on the outside of the barrier in your opinion?" The stench was still unbearable, but there was nowhere to run from it, and the rotting Juncker was still standing with the sickle in his mouth, not noticing that it had come out of the back of his head.

It's all an illusion anyway. Pierce thought to himself, anyway, they had no signs of leaving, it was strange, this place was much bloodier and more terrifying than the big fish graveyard he had dreamed of twice, but he was able to be so leisurely now...... You can't seem to say, in fact, he knows that he is still very nervous in his heart, so nervous that his whole body is tense, but this is much better than then, sure enough, people's fear comes from the unknown, once they know what is about to happen, why it happened, no matter how terrifying the situation is, it is probably difficult to frighten people.

So he walked back quickly, while mentally simulating what might happen later.

The diameter of this pipe is about two meters five, which is not very spacious, and the bottom is still curved, if you run directly from its side, it seems that you have to rub his body past, and the feeling of nausea is ignored for the time being, if you have such close contact with it, even if his movements are slow, the possibility of being directly caught by him is also very large.

Not only do you have two hands, but the arthropods of the three praying mantis on your chest are also a big threat. The sound grew louder and louder, and Pierce's closed eyes felt that his surroundings seemed to suddenly brighten, and the touch of his ass and back almost suddenly changed from soft and warm flesh to a cold, hard object, and the constant vibration disappeared.

"Then let's keep walking, it's not that far, this time we'll keep the barrier in place, it should be safe for you to stay in here, let's go." The ground under his feet was like bare red and white muscles under his skin, and veins of different thicknesses spread everywhere, and he could clearly feel the powerful beating of the veins under his feet.

The veins seemed to supply blood to the gigantic heart in front of them, which was like a half-cut of radish buried in the earth, slanted on the fleshy ground, dark red in color, looking very unfresh, and a rotten stench wafting through the air.

Even so, it fluttered with each pulsation of the veins on the ground, and a large amount of blood was pumped out of the chimney-like broken artery at the top of it, and then spilled on the ground again, absorbed by the muscles and veins.

This...... The sudden desperation left Pierce's mind blank, and he lost even the ability to feel fear.

Juncker, whose whole body was covered with appendages, moved more slowly, its two weak legs twisted as if they had been completely broken, and it struggled to support its massive body and move towards Pierce in front of him.

A fat white maggot was nothing to be feared in this strange space, unless it had a fat face like Maitreya on its head and squinted eyes and grinned.

It was chewing in its mouth, not knowing what it was eating, and Pierce didn't want to think about it. Pierce strengthened his confidence and continued to walk briskly, soon, soon, and his heart was still beating fast at the thought of this, this time not only because of fear, but also because of the excitement he was about to take on an adventure.

He opened his eyes and found Carpenrol standing in front with his back to him, Sergeant Juncker standing in the back right, and an unknown balding old man in the back left, wearing black-rimmed round glasses, a messy beard, and a white coat, which was supposed to be Dean Span.

Ph'ngluimglw'nafhLviat'hahnwgah'naglfhtagnThis can be ...... How is it good.

Pierce panicked again, although this was an illusion, but this hallucination of touch and smell was extremely real, and he couldn't imagine what kind of pain his whole body would feel when he was sent into the monster's meat grinder-like mouth; If he retreats, Juncker's wobbly body will block his back again, what can he do?

The maggot wriggled and wriggled towards Pierce, its huge fat face about twice the height of Pierce's entire body, and it could swallow Pierce with just open mouth.

Hell, this hallucination is hell, and it seems that it is not just an illusion, he has a sense of hearing and touch in the hallucination, and he can feel pain, is this really an illusion?

He didn't really go to hell, did he? Pierce raised his right arm, and the moment he made contact with the hallucinating Juncker, his right arm seemed to have been cut by its scythe, although it was not deep, and the wound caused by the hallucination and the bleeding wound made him feel afraid.

"Hahaha. Then let me risk my life to tell you, ogres are a type of demons, they are characterized by being able to ignore the limitations of space, for example, I am standing here now, my hands are empty, but the next second the kidney on your right side disappears from your body and appears in my hands, then I am an ogre. "A fat white maggot is nothing to be feared in this strange space, unless it has a fat face like Maitreya on its head, and it squints and grins.

It was chewing in its mouth, not knowing what it was eating, and Pierce didn't want to think about it. There was a counter on the left, probably the doctor's office, but now it was dark and empty, and there was no need for anyone to be on duty here.

Pierce nodded, and looked around by the light of the oil lamp, only to find that his hallucinations had unraveled at some point, and that the soap-bubbled green barrier was surrounded by a huge dark and filthy basement.

The floor is entirely lightly polished granite, the damp walls are soaked with water, the painted chunks are peeling off, the rusty pipes of varying thicknesses crisscross the head, and the strong disinfectant in the air can't completely hide the smell of mold.

It didn't stand upright and slide forward on the ground, as it had done before, but fell to the ground, the tip of the pillar forming a funnel-shaped depression inward, which was supposed to be its mouth, which was densely covered with terrible fangs, constantly rubbing against each other as the mouth opened and closed.

The flesh pillar lifted its head, then sucked its mouth down on the wall of the tube, the front end of the body arched upward, dragging the body behind me to move forward, and then raised its head and slammed it on the bottom of the pipe wall, which caused a violent vibration, and then it bent and sucked the ground further ahead, and slowly moved forward in such a reciprocating manner.

The bones that had grown on its body had been shattered by the rude way of movement, which had covered it with spikes from broken bones, cutting bloody wounds of varying shades on the walls of the surrounding tubes.

In front of Pierce stood a mostly decomposed Juncker, who now looked like he had crawled out of the grave again after five years of death, dressed in clothes made of entrails torn from the living, his mouth still moving, but every word he said was only the whimper of air flowing through the broken throat and then out of his mouth, and fortunately, as he said, the golden pendant still hung around his neck, on the outside of half of his kidney or stomach, The brilliant golden yellow is particularly striking in this blood-red space.

He was so nervous that he broke out in a cold sweat, he knew that it was the monster that stopped in front of him to look at him, and if he opened his eyes, he would probably see the deformed and ugly face of the huge Maitreya.

His hands were clenched tightly, his nerves almost reaching their limits—even though he knew it was a hallucination, he couldn't help but throw his fist forward in fear.

But then he suddenly remembered the couple who died outside Vincent's house, did they see the same scene before they died?

In the eyes of both of them, the other person became such monsters, and their resistance out of fear eventually led to a miserable death.

At this thought, his fear seemed to subside, and he tried to hold his breath and try to relax himself, not imagining what the huge monster was doing in front of him.

Pierce strengthened his confidence and continued to walk briskly, soon, soon, and his heart was still beating fast at the thought of this, this time not only because of fear, but also because of the excitement he was about to take on an adventure.