With the disappearance of the inner world, the streets that were originally bloody swamps have returned to their previous normal state again, and starlight has finally reappeared in the dark sky. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The nearby buildings have also returned to their original appearance, but there is still a dead silence inside, and there is no sign of life anymore.

All the lights went out, and only the blazing fire on the "Holy Child" lit up the night sky of the neighborhood.

"You can't stop me."

The girl on fire floated forward slowly, her voice full of piety, more like a fanatical believer than the "Lord of Paradise":

"Even if you steal my power, you won't be able to compete with Paradise on your own!"

"Oh?" Hearing this, Zhang Luo was interested, standing in place without dodging, and looking at the "Lord of Paradise" who was attacking head-on.

As the girl's body began to burn, Zhang Luo noticed that the temperature around her body had suddenly increased, but it was not because of the flames on her body. It's the embodiment of some kind of scorching hell.

This girl who had been burned at the stake was materializing the pain she had endured, and Zhang Luo, who was the closest, happened to be the first to be hit, and the flesh and blood armor on her body was suddenly roasted red, making a dangerous sizzling sound.

But even so, he didn't back down, just pouted contemptuously:

"When did you get the illusion of 'only one person'?"

Zhang Luo took out a pink flip phone that looked very angry from his pocket, dialed out a string of numbers, and threw it aside. Then he opened his arms and yelled at the last moment before he was scorched, "Come on! ”

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the dark sky was suddenly brightened. A bright "star" appeared in the sky, like a second sun, and suddenly shrouded the otherwise dark neighborhood below in a bright light.

“……”

Facing the light that was tens of thousands of times brighter than himself, the Lord of Paradise raised his head in surprise, only to see a bright large fireball, suspended in mid-air, emitting terrifying light and heat.

Immediately after, a listless female voice rang out:

"I'm here to help."

"How are you? Where is Nyaratotip? Zhang Luo frowned and looked at the old ruler in the air, Ketugeya, this evil god was still the one he had rescued from the underground city.

Before he could finish speaking, another "humanoid object" wearing a yellow robe suddenly appeared next to Ketugea, revealing an octopus-like brown tentacle under the robe, and its face was covered with the same yellow mask, but several tentacles also protruded from underneath.

"The King in Yellow?"

Zhang Luo called out the guy's alias in surprise, after all, it was the first time he had seen this kind of evil god.

"Hasta, come on command." The yellow-robed "tentacle monster" bowed slightly, and its voice had an inexplicable magnetism, levitating beside Ketugea, looking down at the Lord of Paradise below.

"Is that the goal?" He asked.

"That's right." Zhang Luo nodded.

- The "King in Yellow" Hasta, like Ketugeya, is also one of the old rulers, and his strength is even stronger than Ketugeya, Zhang Luo knows very well that after these two "comrades-in-arms" come to help, the chances of the Lord of Paradise winning are undoubtedly even more slim!

"It seems that the evil god still attaches great importance to the 'Lord of Paradise'." Zhang Luo sighed casually.

"Disobedience to the outer gods cannot be tolerated." Another voice rang out from the distant sky, and the sky, which had just been illuminated by the light of Ketugya, was once again shrouded in black fog and turned into complete darkness.

- The Nameless Mist, who had absorbed most of his power by the Lord of Paradise, joined the warband, and the evil god naturally did not miss the opportunity to regain his power.

Zhang Luo, who summoned three comrades-in-arms in an instant and was still standing in front of the Lord of Paradise, laughed and asked, "So what are you going to do now?" ”

"I closed the space, he couldn't escape." The King in Yellow said in a cold male voice, "Execute the order." ”

Seeing that he was being "watched" by four enemies, the Lord of Paradise suddenly burst out laughing again: "You think this will stop me? Even if you destroy me, the moment I disappear, the uncontrolled 'paradise' will spread to every corner of the world, and then you will face a real hell! ”

"What we do with Paradise is not something you need to be concerned about." Zhang Luo, who was dressed in flesh and blood armor, issued a death sentence to the Lord of Paradise who was still resisting:

"Let's do it."

With his order, the sky of the city was completely shrouded in pitch-black clouds.

A bomber that had just flown over the city and carried a neutron bomb in its cabin disappeared forever into the "nameless fog" before it could drop its bombs, completely disappearing without a trace.

And the battle under the dark sky also came to an end in an instant!

The Lord of Paradise, who had lost most of his strength, was no match for Zhang Luo and the three evil gods at all, and was blown away in less than a second, leaving only scorched marks on the streets, which could prove that it once existed.

After the destruction of the Lord of Paradise, Zhang Luo thought that the bloody paradise would spread again, but nothing happened. The city, instead of being covered by a bloody paradise, has maintained its original appearance. But......

"Something left." The King in Yellow whispered.

The four "people" present were not stupid, and they all knew very well what had just happened: at the same moment that the Lord of Paradise was obliterated, some kind of malicious "energy" spread out, spreading like infrasound waves across the globe, infecting all living beings in this world.

In fact, it was not any energy, but negative fluctuations carrying emotions such as fear, hatred, anger, etc., which had been absorbed by Paradise and had been hidden in "Paradise" until now, and finally returned to the place where they belonged—the consciousness of all living beings in the world!

"Floyd, that guy really made something magical." Zhang Luo laughed.

Until the end, he didn't understand why the "experimental object" created by Freud, after gaining consciousness, would follow the instructions of the Three Saints of Silent Hill and complete the absurd dream of the "Three Saints". But now, that doesn't matter......

"In this way, the planet will be chaotic again." The pitch-black mist that shrouded the sky finally regained some of its power, and the voice suddenly became much louder: "It's not just humans who become more irritable, but heretical creatures as well. I'm afraid this planet is going to ......"

"I know, I'm afraid there's going to be a 'World War of Monsters' or something." Zhang Luo said.

-- The two camps of the Executioners and the Conquerors had just temporarily ceased fighting because of the casualties in Donroske, and after being affected by the mood swings emanating from Paradise, the brief truce was about to end.

Those monsters who kill people without blinking an eye will once again start a frenzied war that will never stop dying. And the scale of this war may be even bigger than the last time. But-

"It's better to be like this than for everyone to become 'Madonna.'" Zhang Luo smiled.

In its view, the real end will only come if the creatures of the entire world lose all negative emotions. A war alone doesn't actually change anything.

Hearing his words, the King of Yellow Clothes turned away without saying a word, his figure disappeared into the dark void, and the nameless fog suddenly dissipated. Only Ketugea remained, turning into a small fireball, levitating in front of him:

"So, thank you for helping Nayako and me out of trouble. Nayako...... Nyaratotip will pay you, she can't get out of it now. The fireball made a listless female voice, which incidentally explained why Nyarathotep didn't come.

"I see, you go first. I still have a few things to attend to. ”

Zhang Luo turned around as he said and walked in the direction of his house.

opened the security door of his house with ease, Lin Miao's body was still lying on the floor, and the pool of blood under his body was about to coagulate.

After the disappearance of Paradise, she also changed from a monster with twisted limbs to a human form. It's a pity that she has been dead for a long time, and it is impossible for her to wake up again. But......

Zhang Luo turned over the woman's body and saw that there was still a shallow smile on her gray face, and her eyes were closed, as if she could no longer open them.

"It's time to get up."

Zhang Luo gently patted Lin Miao's cold cheek, then picked up her corpse and walked out the door.

As long as Frankenstein's "Digital Soul" project is used, Lin Miao's consciousness may be restored, even if this body can no longer be used, as long as a new body is created.

Whether it succeeds or not, Zhang Luo will give it a try, because this time, he will no longer watch his friend die in front of him.

At the same time......

"Damn, I'm scared to death."

On the street next to the paradise community, Zhou Yong patted his chest with palpitations - he could see everything that happened on the street just now.

After witnessing the evil god up close, even as a great exorcist, his SAN value dropped slightly. As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, a contact from the Monster Administration came from the headset again:

"What's going on in the city, please reply."

"I don't know, I guess the bomb you dropped took effect?" Zhou Yong laughed mockingly.

"The bomber lost contact in the clouds above, did you do it?" The operator's tone was a little threatening: "Please answer truthfully." ”

"That thing was eaten by the evil god, and our surveillance target has already solved the 'Lord of Paradise' with his comrades." Zhou Yong was too lazy to continue to sell Guanzi, and said directly and rudely: "Lao Tzu is right, bastard?" ”

Despite the loss of a bomber, the monster management bureau did not have the slightest sense of depression, and the operator's voice was suddenly hung with undisguised joy, and Zhou Yong seemed to be able to see the man's smile through the headphones:

"Is the Lord of Paradise sure to be obliterated?" The operator asked busily.

"There's not even a piece of scum left." Zhou Yong replied.

"That's great, you've completed your mission successfully, let's go back to base." The operator said happily.

"No, didn't I get abandoned?" Zhou Yong snorted: "You better play by yourself, Lao Tzu won't accompany you." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the operator to answer, the young man, dressed in white and with charms on his arms, ripped off his headphones and throat microphones, threw them into the drain on the side of the road, and by the way, took out all the electronic devices with positioning functions from his pocket and threw them all into the sewer.

As a veteran exorcist of the Monster Administration, Zhou Yong is very clear about the means of tracking targets in the Monster Administration, and no one is more experienced than him in how to escape from those guys.

- What happened to that stupid woman?

Recalling the comrades-in-arms who came with him, Zhou Yong walked quickly to the street next to him, only to see a woman in a gray coat, lying motionless in the middle of the road, obviously fainting.

Face your old friends. Zhou Yong immediately made the same choice as Zhang Luo - carrying the guy on his shoulders, turning around and walking towards a dark alley behind.

From now on, he has nothing to do with the "Monster Administration", a frenzied organization.

As for what to do next--Zhou Yong already has a rough plan.

……

Frankenstein, who had just returned to the underground base and placed the unconscious Li Wenchong in the rescue cabin, suddenly heard the voice of the energy body:

"Do you feel it?"

"Nope." Frankenstein shook his head, looking back at the workbench with built-in speakers in confusion.

"I seem to ...... Became a little more irritable. There is an urge to go out and electric. The energy body teased: "Could it be menopause?" ”

"It should be something else." Frankenstein shook his head, stood next to the workbench, and began to read his data.

As the leader of the Strange Tales Research Society, in order to prevent her very fragile mechanical body from being destroyed directly, she naturally has some backup means.

In the processor of the workbench, her consciousness and emotional data have been backed up, and in case of consciousness destruction, a backup consciousness can be activated - of course, it is the same as her own characteristics, but it cannot be the same person.

After a quick check of the current data of the backup consciousness, Frankenstein frowned and whispered the current situation:

"Anger is increased by 30 percent and Pain is increased by 50 percent. Out of condition. ”

"Looks like I'm not the only one who has become like this." The energy body laughed, and his voice suddenly became solemn:

"Something seems to be happening."

"Hmm." Frankenstein nodded.

- If even her consciousness is affected, you can already imagine what other creatures will become at the moment.

In this situation, the war is even more terrifying than before...... Maybe it's coming.

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This part is finally over...... Exhausted. Did someone take me to the Overwatch Ladder? (To be continued.) )