Chapter 117: The Inner World Strikes
Summed up for a hundred years, the rules for dealing with strange creatures.
As long as they follow, contact can be avoided and injuries can be minimized.
And they have been following it.
Strange creatures will also not appear in Arkham City.
It's just that as time goes by, all kinds of weird creatures appear more and more frequently.
At the same time, two factions gradually emerged from this group of people.
A type of conservative faction, predominantly older people.
Advocate maintaining the status quo, revere strange creatures, and develop steam technology.
The second type is the radical faction, which is dominated by the new generation.
They were born in Arkham from an early age and are curious about the outside world.
I want to thoroughly study the strange creatures that appear, and even want to fight against them.
Otherwise, they fear that one day the rules will no longer be binding.
They will be destroyed at the hands of these strange creatures.
However, the new generation of radicals does not have as much power as conservatives.
It is still dominated by conservatives and is developing steadily.
But the radicals are also secretly accumulating power.
And because the seeds of Cthulhu faith are already in the world.
Although the people here have not yet come into contact with the deep divers.
But among the radicals, there is an investigation into the world.
People who try to find out, peek at the roots, and have more sensitive nerves.
It has also been affected in the slightest.
They often dream strange images in their sleep.
It was in a deep, oppressive, silent ocean.
Although there had never been such an ocean in the Land of New Life, they had never seen it before.
A strange low whisper, a silent cry as the water waves flowed.
In the deepest part of the ocean, something seems to await them.
Every time they wake up from their sleep, their artistic talents are stimulated.
And began to create paintings and sculptures that were as strange as nightmares.
No one knows what those things are, but the people who created them insist.
That's what they can do to understand the truth of the world.
Thus among the radicals, many people began to pursue these works of art.
Even they created a Esoteric religion.
Shen Shen witnessed their hundred years of development and the end of an era.
From the beginning of the stealth of life, it has become a not weak civilization that has mastered steam technology.
Although they are equally afraid, afraid.
But it's completely different from the initial fear and fear.
They have enjoyed the beauty for so long that they have forgotten the original era when they lived and lived for life.
From heaven to hell, it's time for them to plunge into fear again.
Silent Hill template, ready to open!
You don't need to spend any World Origin Power.
You only need to rejoin the land of rebirth with the original rules of the dead world.
Two slightly different rules intertwine to form the world of the inside and the outside.
The surface world is what the new land is now looking like.
The inner world is the appearance of the world of death.
And the soil of new birth lies between the surface and the inner layer.
If Shen Ash has enough world origin power, he can also create those monsters in the real Silent Hill.
What swollen face nurses, people in sets, triangular heads, etc.
They can be turned into subordinate creatures in the inner world, similar to the rules of the inner world.
However, the remaining power of the World Origin will be used to expand the Land of New Life and connect to the Sea of Death.
It can only wait for the next time the power of the world's origin is sufficient to build.
The world is ready, and no one living in Arkham has any sense of it.
I just feel that the air is inexplicably depressed.
They are still working on steam technology, and a small number of them are investigating the more frequent appearance of strange creatures.
The arrival of today will completely change the status quo in Arkham......
Among the towns from which Arkham spawned.
All of them arrived in Arkham on a steam train.
Arkham was crowded with people, and everyone came out into the streets.
Festive red stickers are posted everywhere.
Everyone had a happy smile on their faces and was excited.
A steam robot with a small effect, revealing delicate gears that follow the rotation of the bearings.
Weave through the crowd.
Some people rode bicycles that constantly spewed white steam, waving excitedly and cheering.
In the sky, the floating steam airship was moving slowly.
Several huge posters fell from the top of the steamship.
It reads: Celebrating the 101st anniversary of Arkham!
It's been 101 years, and it's been 101 years since Arkham was officially founded as a city.
It was also their greatest and most important day.
Everyone gathered in Arkham to celebrate the holiday.
But just as the atmosphere is at its peak, the worlds of Arkham begin to alternate.
The table world that covers the surface is gradually hidden.
The world gradually took its place.
The aura of death and negative emotions that have been restricted by rules and cannot be invaded.
With a thick fog of disorientation, it began to pour back into the land of new life.
And spread towards Arkham at great speed.
The people inside were unaware of it, immersed in the joy of the celebration.
Until the fog reached the outside of the walls of Arkham.
Someone finally found out.
The people who found it looked at the changes that appeared outside, the fog was so familiar to them, and it was so unfamiliar.
I've watched it for hundreds of years, and I've been scared for hundreds of years.
And now it's suddenly permeating here.
That proves that it's no longer safe here!
"Fog! The Fog of Death is coming! ”
"It's not safe anymore! It's not safe here anymore! ”
The people who saw it shouted frantically, and the number of people who found it gradually increased.
The sound drowned out the cheers of the celebration, and finally turned into a single scream and exclamation.
The fog was instantly covered, and the temperature dropped rapidly.
There are so many of them among Arkham.
But it still looks lifeless.
The surface of the metal city began to decay rapidly and rust spots.
The ground had become filthy, and the flesh was full of decay.
There was a heavy smell of decay in the air.
The vision is cloudy, and everything becomes hazy.
Negative emotions begin to be amplified.
The deepest, most primitive fears in their hearts began to awaken.
"What the hell is going on!!
The cry of despair and the eyes of the numb and gloomy eyes.
The people in Arkham are in disarray.
Soon, they saw something even more terrifying.
A strange and strange creature that appeared in Arkham before.
Sadako only appears in the dead woods, pig-headed butchers only appear in slaughterhouses, and sirenheads only appear in the wilderness......
At this moment, they are no longer restrained, and they all follow the fog to appear.
Those familiar and unfamiliar figures.
It's a nightmare that has been with them for a hundred years!
This is no longer the city of steam they know, Arkham.
It's a city of the dead full of grotesques and dangers!
Fear turned to boiling water, the crowd was completely boiling, and their faces were completely distorted!