He knew that he couldn't back down, he couldn't run away, he had to face it.

He took a deep breath and finally handed the axe to his father.

Father took the axe with a blank face, and the light of the axe flickered, reflecting his deep, cold eyes.

His arm flicked, and the axe slammed into the strangely shaped freak, falling apart and flesh blurred.

The smell of blood and fear filled the air, and the atmosphere in the room became more oppressive than before.

Zhao Ruiyan lowered his head and picked up an eyeball that fell to the ground, and then crushed it roughly, like popping a balloon.

The pain in Zhao Rui's eyes was replaced by momentary indifference, as if all this had nothing to do with him, just a part of his acting.

His father winced.

No matter how reluctant Zhao Rui is, it is not the real him, only this person who is indifferent and ruthless in the face of blood is him.

I flinched, bitterness and fear.

The source of my bitterness is who I used to be, and the source of my fear is also myself.

Before I was ten years old, was I like this?!!!

It's horrible!!

It's so scary that I can't accept it!

I watched as my father drew one strange symbol after another on the ground with the blood of a freak.

I know this symbol, I've seen it countless times, and I'm very familiar with it.

Renko mentioned this symbol, and I saw it before I came into this world.

The Black Goat Symbol is this symbol!!!

When my father finished the last stroke, the whole room was covered in blood.

A huge tentacle stretched out, and the father held a handful of blood and smeared it on the tentacle.

Everything around us has changed!!

The original sturdy wooden structure was eroded by the green slime in an instant, and it was as soft as rotting flesh, dripping green droplets and sliding down.

The slime seemed to be alive, flowing in the night, constantly eroding everything around it, and the scene was like hell.

My tentacles trembled slightly, and I could feel the sticky, cold touch, a horror that I couldn't describe in words.

I slowly raised my head, and in the distance on the skyline, a golden palace stood there, emitting a white light, a pure and flawless white, clear and bright, but also terrifying.

I confirm again, I've seen this scene before!!

It's in the illusion of the Celestial City!

At this moment, my father suddenly moved.

The father put his finger in his mouth, and a twisted smile appeared on his face.

His fingers moved in his mouth, the screeching sound of his teeth being pulled out, accompanied by the bloody sound of teeth being torn out of his flesh.

Blood dripped between his fingers, crimson droplets spilling onto the ground, creating a blood-stained scene.

His demeanor was unusually calm, as if none of this had caused him any pain.

Zhao Rui's expression became strange, and he stared at his father with a dull gaze, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

There was an eerie atmosphere throughout the room, and the smell of blood and the smell of fear mixed with it were intertwined in the air, suffocating.

The quirky symbols on the walls suddenly become distorted, as if the figures in the painting are struggling in pain, emitting a creepy howl.

I felt a chill chill hit me, as if an invisible shadow was watching me.

My body trembled involuntarily, and an inexplicable fear and despair welled up in my heart.

The father placed the extracted tooth in the palm of his hand, and his deep eyes gleamed with a fierce light.

He slowly stretched out his hand and handed the tooth to Zhao Rui, as if he was transmitting some kind of unspeakable power.

Zhao Rui took the teeth, his fingers trembling slightly.

His eyes became more strange, hiding a hint of ecstasy and hides a hide.

He suddenly put his teeth in his mouth and bit them up, blood running down the corners of his mouth in a terrifying red mark.

As I watched this, my heart filled with sadness and despair.

This scene is like an absurd nightmare, and I can't understand the boundary between reality and illusion.

I wanted to escape from here, away from all this horror, but my steps seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible force.

I could only watch as everything around me became more twisted and weird.

Suddenly, the tentacle slipped out of the blood in his father's hand, and its surface was covered in blood and shimmered with an eerie light.

The tentacles danced in the air, emitting a strong fishy smell.

The whole room began to tremble, the walls crumbled, the floor cracked, and it was as if the whole world was shaking.

I felt as if I was in hell, and fear and helplessness filled my heart.

The resplendent palace suddenly disappeared in the distance, replaced by darkness and fear.

At the same time, my father chanted strange words loudly, he said: "Oh, ah, the clever ghost is convenient for me to be hungry and black, oh Wangfujing, oh biceps, I am afraid of ...... in the later stage."

He also said: "The thickness of the Xuan ......Xuan

He said word by word: "魑, charm, 魍, 魉, 鬽, kui, 魃, 魈, 鬾, 鬿, 魀, 魆, 魊, 魋, 魌, 魉, 魐, 魒, 魓, 魕, 魖......"

The words he said were more and more strange and frightening than the others.

I didn't understand, but I felt a terrifying chill.

Father continued to chant the strange words, his voice getting deeper and deeper, as if he were murmuring from the depths of hell.

His eyes began to become frenetic and terrifying, and his eyeballs rolled violently as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

A frightened expression quickly appeared on the strange old man's face, his eyes blinking, and he looked around at a loss, trying to escape from this terrible environment.

His body trembled slightly, his mouth opened and closed, as if he wanted to say something, but he was overwhelmed by fear and unable to make a sound.

I felt the confusion and fear in the heart of the strange old man, who could not understand what his father was saying, but who could feel the strange power contained in them.

His heart raced and his breathing was rapid, as if he would be swallowed by terror at any moment.

Father's voice grew sharper and sharper, and his lips contorted into demonic shapes.

The air around them began to distort, as if under some invisible pressure.

The strange old man wanted to flee, but his legs and feet did not obey, as if he was imprisoned by an invisible force.

He struggled, but couldn't take a step anyway.

Fear swirled in his eyes, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body trembled involuntarily.

The father's chanting became more and more intense, and the ground began to tremble wildly, as if it would collapse at any moment.

Zhao Rui's eyes flashed with a fierceness that did not match his age.

He clenched his fists, his short arms like a fanatical spear, and swung at his father.