"Boom!"

The butcher wearing a spire-shaped metal helmet suddenly appeared in the small living room of Lin Miao's house, and the two-meter-long butcher knife dragged in his right hand cut through the coffee table in the center of the living room and the rotten fruit in the iron plate on it the moment it landed.

The triangular head stood silently in place, the spire of the helmet reaching to the ceiling. Against the backdrop of his size, the area of the living room seems to have become smaller again.

"This is it, I hope you can help me open the door to the inner world here." Zhang Luo said with a smile.

- It now seems that the triangular head that Freddy found was not sent by the Lord of Paradise, but even so, this terrifying-looking monster is still an executioner from Silent Hill.

In addition to the butcher knife in his hand, the most dangerous ability of the triangle head is to turn the bloody "inner world" everywhere he goes!

The "inner world" that appears in any corner of the earth is, in the final analysis, created by the Lord of Paradise, so now, Zhang Luo knows very well that as long as this triangular head sends himself into the inner world, he will get the opportunity to confront the "Lord of Paradise"!

In addition, Zhang Luo is also more concerned about Lin Miao's life and death.

Of course, he didn't have any emotions of "pity and pity", but after all, that guy had just learned the truth of the world, and he could be regarded as one of his few human companions, so it would be a pity to let her die like this......

Thinking of this, looking at the triangular head standing in the room, Zhang Luo asked, "Can you start?" ”

“……”

The butcher nodded silently, dragged the giant butcher knife in his hand and slowly stepped forward, standing in the center of the living room.

"Whoa......

The sound of tearing paper sounded from the feet of the triangular head, and immediately after, the process of alienation that was visible to the naked eye occurred in the living room:

The circular area of the floor beneath the triangular head, like burnt paper, turned into a strange red and black substance. The black-red substance began to spread rapidly outwards like a spreading tumor, quickly contaminating the walls and then corroding the ceiling.

The coffee table, which had just been cut in half, turned into a broken hospital bed, on which emerged the corpse of a man who had been beheaded in half, and the chandelier on the ceiling above his head turned into a slowly rotating electric fan, making an ominous humming sound.

The size of the room and the display in it remain the same, but the details of the furnishings and decorations have changed dramatically. Accompanied by a piercing air raid siren, the real "inner world" created by the Lord of Paradise finally descended on Lin Miao's home.

"Thank you." Zhang Luo, who was a little dizzy, thanked the triangular head who was still standing in the center of the room.

After entering the inner world, I don't know if it was because of the light, the gray coat and rusted metal helmet on the triangular head, along with his skin, turned a palpitating blood red.

The red executioner didn't speak, but immediately turned away, and the figure disappeared into the corner, as if it merged with the throbbing bloody sarcoma on the wall.

"Knock, knock, knock."

A sound similar to a heartbeat sounded from behind the fan on the ceiling, and seeing the living room in front of him that seemed to have been washed with blood, Zhang Luo's face showed a satisfied smile, as if he had been picked up by someone, and suddenly said loudly in an impassioned tone in a TV shopping show:

"Welcome to Silent Hill!"

- It has always been one of his wishes to be able to go to Silent Hill and venture into the real "Table World" or "Inner World", but he has not been able to do so until now due to lack of money (before) and lack of time (now).

But now, with the help of the triangular head, he has entered the real world.

In other words, now I can finally explore the "parallel world" that has made the town of Silent Hill famous all over the world!

Thinking of this, Zhang Luo suddenly felt excited, and immediately came to the anti-theft door covered with a layer of flesh and blood in the living room, reached out to hold the warm doorknob, and pulled it hard.

As expected, the door to leave the house was locked. Zhang Luo also immediately repeated the old trick, launched "domain control", and planned to open the door of the living room by forcibly modifying the space, and then ......

"Buzz!"

With the deafening sound of tinnitus, everything he perceived turned into a complete scarlet in his eyes, and even if he immediately withdrew the domain control, the unpleasant feeling just now still lingered.

"Domain Control...... Can't be used? ”

Realizing that his strongest skill other than the possession of an evil god is completely useless in this space. If it was someone else, they would probably be depressed, but Zhang Luo waved his fist happily, and his joy was overflowing:

"Great!"

――In this kind of parallel world, which is known for its grotesqueness, if you use domain control, it is like playing a horror game and opening a cheat, and although you can crush the level, you can't feel it at all.

Now, the strongest "cheat" on his body has been abolished, and he can only pass the test with his real skills, which is undoubtedly the best for Zhang Luo!

After turning around in the bloody living room, Zhang Luo came to the door of the only bedroom in the house, which was originally a brown wooden door, but now it turned into a pitch-black color, like a heavy tombstone, blocking the front of the bedroom.

Holding the cold and hard doorknob and twisting it, Zhang Luo easily opened the seemingly solid door. Looking at the bedroom, which was also covered in blood, he walked into the house without saying a word.

And then...... He stepped into the air.

-- The red "floor" beneath his feet, like a fragile membrane, suddenly shattered the moment he stepped on his feet, revealing an unfathomable dark cavern beneath him.

"Damn, this is too shady!"

Zhang Luo only had time to scold a word, and there was a sharp pain in his head, his eyes turned black, and he suddenly fainted.

……

"Damn ......"

Lying on the moss-covered green floor, the young man in a black trench coat snorted a little depressedly.

The current self obviously hasn't left the inner world yet, after all, in the family building in the real world, it is impossible for this kind of wriggling moss to appear. But...... What exactly is this place?

Recalling the scene when he had just fallen from Lin Miao's bedroom, Zhang Luo stood up while rubbing his eyes, and the strong smell of disinfectant water poured into his nasal cavity, making him sneeze.

Although the smell of disinfectant water was very strong, Zhang Luo still noticed that under the smell of disinfectant water, there was a hidden stench of decomposing corpses.

The blurred gray picture in front of him finally solidified, and the moment he saw this scene, someone who had just woken up immediately understood what this place was:

"Morgue?"

On the gray wall facing him, there were four square hollows lined up side by side, and the space inside was completely large enough for a person to lie in. White ashes can also be seen, as well as some hair and what appears to be stone.

It seems that these four holes should be crematoriums, and above each crematorium, there are four golden metal nameplates in turn, on which are written numbers from one to four, and there is a line of small letters next to each number:

1: Here is the envied playwright, whose tragedy is unparalleled.

2: The monster that no one understands lies here, still holding the letter of his first love until he dies.

3: That damn brother loves to tell horrible stories to children.

4: The best location for you who came here.

After reading the contents on the nameplate, Zhang Luo looked at the four metal mortuaries displayed around the room, and a playful smile appeared on his face:

"Well, a puzzle game? Sure enough, it fits the style of the inner world very well. (To be continued.) )