Genting Hotel in Genting Highlands, Malaysia, is a famous tourist attraction and has become a dream paradise for many gamblers because of the on-site casino. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, there have been some bad rumors circulating here.

-- This hotel often has supernatural phenomena.

At first, the haunted rumors about the place were just an after-dinner joke, but then, many of the guests encountered unexplained strange phenomena:

The sound of water in an empty room next door at night.

Sleeping with an unusually heavy body.

Suddenly and unusually want to gamble for no reason, and then lose all your money in the casino......

After this kind of thing happened many times, many people began to speculate whether there was some mystery in the Genting Hotel: maybe it was cursed by some kind, or it could be that there was a Southeast Asian head descender who "raised little ghosts" here.

But their speculations have no basis in reality at all, and they can only stay at the level of "speculation", and they cannot be confirmed at all.

And today, this "hell on earth", which has buried the lives of countless gamblers, has welcomed uninvited visitors.

The palatial casino was empty, except for an old man in a modest white robe who was walking back and forth, dressed out of place with his surroundings. His wrinkled face was blank and his body movements were stiff, more like a walking mannequin than a human.

"Bang!"

The sound of the crash coming from the direction of the bathroom caused the old man to turn around sharply and stride down the hallway.

Before he could confirm what was happening in the bathroom, he saw a figure nearly three meters tall, smashing through the wall of the bathroom and walking out, with red power armor on his body and the smell of blood.

"Old man, we're going to 'borrow' it for a while, okay?" The big man asked in broken English with a Soviet accent.

"It's not open today, so please leave here immediately." The old man's brows tightened, but his hands behind his back suddenly clenched.

Immediately afterwards, the old man's wooden face suddenly had a shocked expression, and his shriveled mouth suddenly opened wide: "What's the ......?"

Seeing his surprised look, Darov laughed, raised a cylindrical glass bottle in his right hand, and asked, "Are you looking for this?" ”

The bottle was filled with a cloudy yellow liquid, and the silhouette of a crouched baby could be faintly seen in it. The old man was about to reach out and snatch the thing when he was punched away by Darov, and his emaciated body flew out ten meters away, knocking into the blackjack table behind him.

Seeing that the old man had died, Darov threw the jar in his hand to his feet, and then smashed it mercilessly.

Then, when he saw the abnormal changes that had occurred in the old man, this time it was his turn to be surprised:

"What the hell?"

Under Darov's gaze, the old man's head left his body and swayed in mid-air inside the casino, and if that was all he had, there was still a spine under his neck, as well as blood-drenched organs, including intestines.

Although he was once a great exorcist, Darov from the Soviet Union saw this strange spell for the first time, and his eyes widened, and he whispered, "This is ......"

"Flying head down." Frankenstein's grim voice rang out from behind him.

Before Darov could turn around, he saw a flash of blue light, and the old man's head and organs floating in the air were directly destroyed by the laser, and there was not even a scum left.

Bloody Mary's figure in a black dress floated out from Frankenstein's side, pouting disdainfully: "These head lowerers are really getting lower and lower......"

"Okay, this is our temporary base." Karemont walked from the other side of the hallway, dragging a mutilated male corpse in his hand, leaving long blood streaks on the marble tiles.

After cleaning up the head lowerers and casino guards who raised imps to harm gamblers, the Genting Hotel Casino, which was temporarily closed due to the frequent haunts of heretical creatures, has been temporarily controlled by the members of the Strange Tales Research Society and has become the new base of the organization.

This time, though, the survivors weren't as good as they were last time:

The girl with only one arm left, sat directly on the nearest gambling table, with a hideous expression on her little face, and gritted her teeth and made an angry voice:

"Revenge."

After the attack of the Executioner's army, ten more members of the Strange Tales Research Society were killed, plus the five missing, and the remaining members, even if Jason and Camilla, who are not members of the organization, are less than ten.

Hearing the word revenge, Jason suddenly became interested, put Lin Miao, who had been carrying it on his shoulder, aside, licked his lips and rubbed his hands, and asked, "Do you want to kill someone?" I like it. ”

Before Frankenstein could answer, Karemont had already spoken: "Revenge is not good, Lord Frankenstein?" Now we're all dying......"

As if he didn't expect that Carremont, who had always been unconditionally obedient to him, would raise an objection, Frankenstein was also stunned for a moment, but instantly returned to normal, and said in a low voice: "They can't die in vain." ”

As soon as these words came out, the casino was shrouded in a layer of gloom and misery, and the last thing that broke the silence was the energy body that had just arrived:

"You go back and die now, they're dead in vain, little Fran."

Before the energy body's words fell, the girl who was covered in bruises suddenly widened her eyes, her usual calmness was gone, and she pointed to the ball of light floating in front of her and roared: "You mean to continue to live in secret?" Even if Lucas sacrificed himself to save us? ”

"That's his own choice, too!" The energy body's voice also suddenly raised: "If it were you, you wouldn't want to fight your own life to save your companion and continue to die like a fool, right?" ”

Seeing that the two leaders of the Strange Tales Research Society had an argument, the surviving members looked at each other, and no one dissuaded them. After all, they all knew that it was impossible to persuade these two guys on their own......

Frankenstein's small body erupted into a beastly roar: "Less nonsense, I'm going to kill them all!" ”

"I said you should be mature, right? It's no longer possible to play house games like it used to, little Fran. The energy body sighed.

“……”

As if she had been poked in the sore spot, the girl who was left with only her right arm was suddenly silent, even Frankenstein himself knew very well that his reckless revenge plan was nothing more than a matter of will. But:

"You can't just leave it at that......" she lowered her head and clenched her fists hard.

"Of course it can't just be left at that." The energy body turned into a translucent band of light and floated to the girl's side, flowing over her shoulder like a soothing: "But we really don't have the strength now. It doesn't matter if it's you or me. ”

- As a pure energy being, Kirkland's power has been absorbed by Satan, and at this time he has entered a state of complete weakness, and just by transferring all the survivors here, he has consumed almost all of his remaining strength, and he is completely unable to fight anymore.

The two remaining leaders of the Strange Tales Society understood that they were now powerless to confront the remnants of the convicts. Now, the only hope they have left is -

Zhang Luo ...... Don't you know that kid is still alive? ”

Recalling the scene when the crazy man pulled Satan out of this timeline, the energy body made a confused sound, and even he couldn't determine Zhang Luo's current life and death.

――Can that miraculous "monster" really win the battle against Satan?

Although he didn't know where that guy was at the moment, Frankenstein nodded without hesitation: "If it's Zhang Luo, it will definitely be possible." ”

"You really have faith in him, Satan is a 'creator' level being." The energy body whispered.

Hearing this, Frankenstein's hideous expression finally softened slightly, and his voice returned to its usual coldness:

"I believe him."

……

Unbeknownst to the two leaders of the Strange Tales Society, their last hope has been given the ability to jump freely on the timeline after regaining their strength.

The battle with Satan was like some kind of opportunity, triggering the "switch" in Zhang Luo's body, making him even more powerful than before.

And the first time and place that the guy chose after gaining the ability to shuttle was not the right time he should return to, but arrived in a certain area of Siberia on the morning of June 30, 1908.

"Well, the Tunguska explosion seems to have happened here, right?"

Looking at the lush dense forest in front of him, the man in the black trench coat crossed his arms and nodded with satisfaction.

According to the history of heretical creatures, the leader of the Conqueror's faction, the mysterious being known as the "Ruler", landed on Earth in this year, and the famous explosion was triggered by the landing of his ship.

And the knowledge obtained from the earth shows that this "ruler" is the creator who created the human species, and the reason why human beings have survived from the harsh environment to the present day is also under the protection of that guy.

Zhang Luo, who had always wanted to meet this mysterious guy, did not know the specific time and place of the birth of mankind, so he could only choose the only time that could be accurately judged - the moment of the Tunguska explosion as the moment to meet the "ruler".

"It's time to come, right?" Zhang Luo rubbed his hands impatiently.

At the thought that he was about to meet the "god" who created the human race, he couldn't wait.