When a group of menacing psychopaths and guards violently broke through the door and poured into the corridor, they saw two people wearing the same black long coat standing in the middle of the corridor, looking like they had no intention of escaping.

Not far in front of the two, the corpse of the "leader" just now was upside down, and the guy's body was deflated like a leaky doll, and a huge pool of blood appeared under the body, as if there was nothing else in the body except blood.

“……”

Seeing that the leader he had invited from the "Paradise" had died, the believers in the mental hospital were furious, and they were about to rush forward with all kinds of melee weapons in their hands, from electric batons to machetes.

At this moment, the man in black standing on the left spoke:

"Wait a minute."

He has thick black hair, but compared with the bald man next to him, there is not only the difference in dense hair, but also the "aura":

His voice was extraordinarily calm, standing still like a mountain, looking quite imposing. As for the bald man next to him-

Looking at Lao Wang's trembling legs, Zhang Luo reminded in a low voice: "Don't tremble." ”

"You read it wrong! I'm very calm. Lao Wang's mouth was still stubborn, but his trembling voice revealed the fact that he was very scared at this time.

"Intruder, do you have any last words before you die?" The blue-robed patient standing at the front asked, apparently not at all willing to let them go.

"I'm from Paradise, and I know that place better than you do." Zhang Luo said.

As soon as these words came out, a burst of angry howls erupted in the crowd, one after another in the corridor:

"Lie!"

"Liar!"

"Rip his dog's mouth!"

Facing a group of angry psychopaths, Zhang Luo still didn't have any panic, just asked, "You don't believe it?" ”

"Can you show the items in the park as proof?" The man in blue who had just spoken asked again.

Hearing this, Zhang Luo immediately shook his head: "No." ”

"Kill him!" A patient threw a short knife in his hand at Zhang Luo's head. Zhang Luo tilted his head slightly, and the knife flew almost against his cheek.

Seeing that this group of madmen was about to get out of control, Zhang Luo slowly retreated, and continued to contact Frankenstein using the Eye of the Executioner:

"Haven't you arrived yet?"

"It's already gone." Frankenstein replied.

At the same time as the girl's response appeared in front of him, a solemn shadow suddenly shrouded Zhang Luo's head, and a tower-like figure appeared behind him without warning.

Realizing that the "reinforcements" he called for had finally arrived, Zhang Luo also immediately improvised, and instantly regained his self-confidence, stepped forward, and issued an oracle from "Paradise" to those disciples with murder weapons in their hands:

"Witness the true miracle that I have brought to you is the true leader of Paradise!"

As if understanding what he meant, the executioner, wearing a helmet of the Spired Pyramid, strode out of the shadows, holding a giant butcher's knife two meters long, and stood in front of the stunned believers of the Lord of Paradise.

With a clanging sound, the mentally ill patients who were still menacing before threw away the weapons in their hands one after another, and at the same time, the bald man beside Zhang Luo also underwent abnormal changes:

"Aren't you the leader of the Zoroastrian sect, why do you still pee your pants?" Zhang Luo glanced at Lao Wang beside him with disdain.

"It's my infusion bag that leaked......" Lao Wang's argument was pale and weak, but his eyes were staring at the oppressive back of the triangular head, and he didn't dare to look away at all.

- Even though the tall executioner was a "friendly army" on his side, Lao Wang still did not dare to turn his back on him, and this so-called "sect leader" had a feeling that as long as he relaxed a little, the terrifying monster would raise the butcher knife in his hand and chop himself in half!

While he was still afraid, he heard the stunned voices of the believers who believed in the Lord of Paradise:

"Inquisitor ......"

"The Executor of Paradise ......"

"True Leader ......"

Then, the madmen suddenly ...... Qi Shushu knelt down in front of the executioner wearing a giant helmet, looking like a minister in the ancient court greeting the emperor to the court:

"Leader! Please take us to the real paradise! ”

There is irrepressible joy in their voices, like a star-chaser who is close to an idol. His body was trembling slightly, but not from fear, but from heartfelt ecstasy.

Hearing these guys' request, the triangular head did not immediately send them to the "paradise", but just turned sideways and turned his head in a metal helmet to Zhang Luo, as if waiting for his opinion:

"Send them in." Zhang Luo nodded.

“……”

The executioner, who had remained silent forever, stepped forward and stood in the middle of the incomparably pious madmen, and suddenly a dazzling glow of blood burst from under his feet, just as he had done when the men had performed their ritual through sacrifice.

Immediately after, Triangle Head completely disappeared from this world along with everyone around him.

It was only at this time that Lao Wang sat on the ground with his legs limp, wiped the sweat beads on his head with his right hand that had just supported the ground, rubbed some liquid on his face, and asked tremblingly: "Where did you find it...... Such a horrible fellow......"

"That's my crew, and we're making movies together." Zhang Luo told the truth.

Lao Wang stared at him with a frown, and was silent for a while before he said slowly: "I thought you and we were not all the way. ”

"Is there anything wrong with making a movie?" Zhang Luo didn't intend to waste time on this topic at all, but walked to the small window that had just been destroyed by the monster not long ago, and jumped down without hesitation.

Due to the lack of time, he came up as soon as he got the book, and did not carefully inspect the hall where the Holy Child sect devotees were holding their ceremonies.

And now, those crazy people can't come back for a while, and they just have time to conduct a "scene investigation".

Returning to the underground hall with poor lighting conditions, Zhang Luo did not walk to the double metal doors behind him, but strode towards the dusty wooden door on the wall in front of him.

The door was similar in color to the wall, and it looked inconspicuous, but it was obviously very suspicious to be present in such a sacrificial area:

The gate at the back is for the worshippers to enter and exit, so what will be in the front door?

"Let's take a look."

While thinking about it, Zhang Luo had already stood in front of the small door, reached out to hold the cold doorknob, and pulled it gently.

With the creak of the door shaft as it turns, the gates of the new world ...... opened. (To be continued.) )