Call... Suck...

Dean lifted God's perspective, and the inside of the cave, though dilapidated, looked like it had not been visited for decades.

But the strong warning of the sixth sense and the extreme discomfort of perception made him realize that he must not rush into it.

He looked at the human-faced rat on Jesse's shoulder,

"What about your plan, how to destroy this statue?"

"You can all feel it, and if you get close to this cave, you will gradually lose your courage." The human-faced rat clasped his hands in front of his chest, his fingers clasped together like grains of rice, "because the pentagram that envelops the entire cave magnifies the influence of the statue." ”

"What influence?" Tsz asked,

"Fear is an instinctive human emotion, and it is also the oldest and strongest emotion of human beings, and statues and magic circles can infinitely amplify this emotion, making people pessimistic and depressed." "The closer you get, the faster your courage fades, and that's how the 'devil' is the best at playing with people's hearts." ”

"The only way is to remotely remove the statue from the circle completely, move it to the outside of the cave, and then try to destroy it." Jesse looked at the crowd with a warning in his eyes, and at the same time swept away the leaves on the ground under his feet with a branch he had just picked up, clearing a clean clearing, and drawing a circle around the clearing, "But don't try to touch the statue with any part of your body, it will be consumed by fear and torn apart by soul." ”

Everyone suddenly felt a chill in their necks.

"No near, no physical contact," Dean circled the cave, the roof of which had to be five or six meters above the ground, "If you use a lot of explosives to blow up the cave from the outside, will you be able to destroy the statue?" ”

"It's useless, the statue must be transported and destroyed using a special ritual," the human-faced rat tiptoed as he looked at the clock-dial-like circle on the ground, "the explosion will only bury it deeper, and the dead skin will remain immortal." ”

"Cunning rat-man, why don't you summon the rat swarm to carry it out..."Daly suggested as he looked at the human-faced rat,

"It's that simple!" The human-faced rat bared its teeth viciously at Daley, "Those little ones are too weak in willpower, and they will be scared to death immediately when they enter the cave,"

"The realm of fear in the cave is even more terrifying than the realm that Lord Dean used before."

Dean suddenly said that this guy should be referring to the "abyss".

However, his will is less than 20 points, and the number of uses of the abyss is limited to once a day within a range of ten meters, which is far from reaching the realm.

"I have another suggestion," the human-faced rat stared at Dean and said sincerely, "Your Excellency has used telekinesis before against the rat tide, and the intensity is not low, you might as well use telekinesis to move the statue out." ”

Dean, who was deep in thought, raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and turned his gaze to Jesse, who said calmly,

"The statue's field of fear is intensely diffuse, comparable to the radiation after an atomic bomb. Not only can it be transmitted through the contact of limbs and tangible objects, but it can also dissipate mental power... However, contact with mental power is less harmful than physical contact. ”

She explained, biting her fingers, crouching on the ground, and using her blood to trace the bright red, tadpole-like runes along the edges of the clock's dial.

The human-faced rat jumped off her body, the tip of its long tail relining the rune lines.

Seeing this, Dean asked, "Jesse, don't you know witchcraft?" Where did this ritual of destroying statues come from? ”

"That daydream awakened memories deep in my veins, and some of the witchcraft became my instincts, including this ritual."

"Then you can't use witchcraft to remove the statue?"

"There's nothing I can do...," a palpitation flashed across Jesse's puffy face, "I'm going to lose control once I get into the cave." ”

"What about you?" Dean turned to the human-faced mouse, "I'm the only one on the adventure from beginning to end, and you're watching the show on the side?" ”

"I'm too weak to resist the Fear Realm, so I'm out there to assist in the ritual." Sensing the murderous intent in the other party's eyes, the human-faced rat stomped his feet to further tamp the runes on the ground, waving his claws and dancing to describe, "We must hurry, since we triggered the witchcraft, Dead Skin has already felt the threat and is quickly rushing towards this side." ”

"And once you get close to the Fear Realm, the remaining power in the statue will strengthen the Dead Skin's combat power, making it even more difficult to deal with!"

It just landed.

The sound of "Dididi" sounded in the woods, and Dean took out the BP machine that vibrated on his waist and looked at the phone number of the Bohao County Police Department.

He immediately realized that this was to inform him that there was an unusual movement in the van or weapon.

"Dead skin is approaching."

……

Dean fell into deep thought.

Jesse's progress jumped to 100% after Jesse talked about the method of destroying dead skin, which proved that the method did work, but he couldn't be sure if there was anything else hidden in it.

"I can't take the risk alone, let's go together!" Dean narrowed his eyes at the human-faced mouse, and the invisible telekinesis lifted it into the air again.

"No, let go!" It kicked its two thin legs and let go of its throat and shouted, "I'm going to set up a ritual, I can't go in, I'm going to explode!" ”

Dean ignored it and threw out an M26 grenade, and a block of C4 explosives recovered from the previous underground base flew into the cave together with the body of the human-faced mouse.

"Dean, things are getting to the last step, trust us." Jesse nervously took a step closer to him, clasped his hands to his chest, his eyes reddened and pleaded, "It won't hurt you, I swear by my life and soul." ”

"Don't get excited, as long as it's not lying, it won't hurt!" Dean interrupted her, and God's perspective locked on the bomb rat and went deep into the cave together.

The pervasive coldness encircled and suppressed again.

This time it not only attacked Dean's perception, but also attacked the invisible telekinesis, and the "shadow" that manipulated the telekinesis.

It was as if a sharp steel needle had pierced the back of Dean's head, causing him to frown.

But the wrapped human-faced rat behaved even more unpleasantly, and at first it was the obscene old man's face wrinkled and yelling.

Then the screams quickly became lower, and the breathing was like a broken exhaust fan, and the small body inflated visibly like a balloon, as if it was about to explode.

Dean sighed and brought the Human-Faced Mouse back out of the cave, where it fell straight down as soon as it landed, and was carefully picked up by Jesse with both hands, rubbing its body like a cold.

Dean returned to the cave.

Telekinesis was still ten meters away from the statue.

Dean felt a tiredness that was overused and his mind was dry, as if there were large invisible mouths in the air gnawing on the telekinesis wrapped in explosives.

His head ached so much that it was about to crack, his heart was beating almost to his throat, his eyes were like floaters, there were countless black dots dragging his little tail, there was a thumping drum in his ears, and his nose smelled a mixture of rust, rotten flesh, moss, aluminum, charcoal... The extremely complex flavor.

If I had to describe it, it would be the smell of fear.

Panic boiled in Dean's chest, and he resisted the urge to retract his telekinesis, throwing C4 and sticking it to the statue in the center of the circle, then pulling off the pull ring and throwing the M26 grenade over.

Bang!

An explosion sounded, and the dust and mist filled the air, forming a small mushroom cloud.

Bang!

The second explosion.

The bulging cave hummed like a blue whale awakened from its slumber, spewing out a white wave of air towards the mouth of the cave.

Gravel, plant rhizomes, mud and sand rained down in the air waves, everyone covered their ears and scalp numbly and took a few steps back, and after half a minute, their faces came back to their senses with pale faces.

The smoke cleared.

Dean Fei scanned the statue again with God's perspective, and the statue was still standing intact in the circle, but the bones around it had been blown to pieces and piled up on the ground in a mess.

"As I said," said the human-faced rat on Jesse's shoulder, "it's hard to destroy the statue by physical means alone, and it requires a ritual. Dropping bombs would only blow up the cave completely, and it would be impossible to completely destroy the statue in a short period of time. ”

"Dean, your face is terrible..."Trish's gaze swept to a few of her companions, "Why don't you go back today, rest and rest, and come back when you're ready." ”

"It's too late, the Dead Skin will come at once," the Human-Faced Rat suddenly regained its strength, chattering in a high-pitched voice, "it will hide the statue in a place where no one can ever find it, more hidden than the Lich's Cache of Lifeboxes!" ”

"Shut up!" Dean glared at it, then pulled out a loop of cable from the fantasy space, telekinesis plunged into the darkness, and pinpointed one end of the cable to the statue, then pulled it out with full power.

The statue is two meters tall and does not look heavy, but it has a strange power that envelops the body.

The cable struggled, but the statue slowly moved out of the cave!

Although the fear realm of the statue is divided by cables, telekinesis, and shadows, layer by layer.

The rest of it still made Dean buzz in his ears and scream bitterly.

A multitude of apparitions appeared in front of him, passing over his blood-stained faces.

All the events experienced in the memory, the originally beautiful results suddenly came to naught, and another cruel and dark ending comparable to the end of the world continued to play out in front of me.

Illusory memories interfered with his consciousness, distorted his memories, and shattered his will.

His determined eyes began to flash with a misty light, and his whole body seemed to be being bitten by countless rats, trembling uncontrollably, and his face lost its color in extreme fear.

The "shadow" was even more sucked by the statue, and the spiritual power was constantly devoured, and the evaporated mist of the condensed body faded, and there was no way to turn into a ghost armor to protect Dean.

"Man, just pull the statue out of the cave and you're eighty percent successful!"

Jesse and the Human-Faced Mouse sped up their movements to carve the circle on the ground.

Sister and brother Cui Shi asked,

"What can we do? How can we help? ”

"Don't talk, hide in the circle!" Jesse shouted.

Whew... Whew...

A gust of wind blew overhead, and the canopy of the trees shook from far and near.

Through the gap in the forest, everyone vaguely saw that in the sky not far away, a figure was flapping its wings and approaching rapidly, and the black cloak fluttered, like a glider skimming high in the sky.

"Be careful, the dead skin is coming!" Daley yelled,

Dean took a deep breath to suppress the intense discomfort, walked ten meters ahead of the group, instructed "Shadow" to continue to pull the statue, reached out and took out the TAC-50 sniper rifle from his arms, and replaced it with a .50BMG incendiary grenade.

Standing posture, holding the gun with both hands, mentally locked on the ethereal black shadow,

The scope was pressed against his eye sockets, and the butt of the rifle was against his shoulder.

Bang! A flurry of fallen leaves and dust flew.

.

The 50BMG passed through a space of several hundred meters, hitting the left armpit of the flying dead skin, and the entire bullet penetrated its body, shattering several ribs, as well as crushing the lungs and heart, and piercing through the back, tearing out a pothole the size of a bowl.

At the same time, it ignited its body.

The burning dead skin fell to the canopy of a tree, broke several branches, extinguished the flames, and flapped another wing, continuing to approach the four of them at an unabated speed.

Bang!

Bang!

Before the dead skin is completely close.

Dean seized the last chance to pull two shots.

One shot tore the dead skin's left hand off its body, and the second shot knocked a burning hole in its abdomen.

As he fired, Dean activated his simulacrum, his cheeks squirming, transforming into another stranger.

He dropped the sniper rifle.

Picking up the dogleg knife, he waved his arm briefly.

Ping!

With the sound of gold and iron, the blade split the white bone cross dart thrown by the dead skin, and the cross dart pierced into a pine tree next to it, bursting into a cloud of sawdust.

But Dean shook his numb wrist and his face changed.

The power on the darts was beyond his imagination - the power of the dead skin was strengthened!

Its speed has also become extremely impressive, and it misses a dart.

The only remaining right hand touched from behind the cloak, took out a sharp spear, and with the great inertia of the body falling, aimed at Dean's head and neck and stabbed diagonally, like a charging knight piercing the enemy with a spear!

Dean's body jumped up like a spring, and swung the blade horizontally, the tip of the spear was slashed to the side, and the blade slid forward against the hilt of the spear, sliding to the neck where the dead skin was guarding against the emptiness, a wipe!

Hmmm-

The blade sliced half of his neck, but it was like rotting wood, no blood splattered or painless, and the spear in Deadskin's hand swept back into Dean's side arm with great speed, blasting him out of the air and rolling on the ground.

Before he could get up, Deadskin threw his spear at him again, and the cold tip of the spear grazed Dean's cheek, cutting a deep hole in the bone, and stabbing hard into the mud!

It grinned, shook its wings and swooped down on the edge of the cave, where the three Jesses had set up the circle.

The thick fear emanating from the young sibling almost made it swallow its tongue into it!

But halfway through the flight, the three people in the circle suddenly squatted down, and there was a ripple in the space.

The dead skin bloomed in front of his eyes, and the three of them disappeared into the air strangely, and this sudden change couldn't help but make it stunned for half a second.

Just this half a second, whoosh—

There was a sound of dark golden light, and Dean threw a spear that pierced it from behind, like a barbecue fork piercing a carp, nailing it to the rock wall of the cave.

It pressed the hilt of the spear on its chest with both hands and pushed it back.

Da-da-da-da!

Clusters of blood burst out at the back of the head, and minced flesh mixed with bones flew sideways!

Dean held the MP5 and pressed the trigger at it continuously, and in a matter of seconds, the bullet storm completely shattered the ugly head into slag, turning it into a headless man, and shattering one of its wings from the root, robbing it of its ability to fly.

Without its head and wings, it still pulled the spear out of its chest with swiftness and force, turned and threw it into the air, the spear accurately hit the MP5 in Dean's hand, and the spear was broken in two and tossed into the air.

It reached out again, and the axe flew back into the palm of its hand and spun, following its bird-like body to meet the knife-wielding Dean.

Zheng!

Zheng!

The dogleg knife and the axe blade continued to fight, and a large area of dazzling fire erupted in mid-air.

Dean and the headless dead skin relied on their inhuman physical fitness, defying gravity and running and chasing on the outer wall of the cave, as if suckers had grown under their shoes, firmly clinging to the wall overgrown with vines, and they flew up and down the wall, like two geckos magnified a hundred times.

But Dean soon fell behind, without the protection and support of the "Shadow", he had to strictly guard the vital point, and all kinds of terrible distractions flashed in front of his eyes, and he hesitated for a moment from time to time.

The dead skin is an evil thing, but there is no physical vital point, only attack, not defend, the lack of a head and a hand does not affect its play at all, as the statue is gradually pulled out of the cave, it is getting closer and closer.

It was faster, more powerful, and quickly overtook Dean.

The blade of the axe made a series of bursts of bloody light that broke through the air in succession, and several gaps in Dean's arms and chest were broken in succession, and the flying blood stained the fluttering trench coat red, consuming a lot of his abnormal self-healing energy.

He sank and fell from the wall to the ground.

A flash of silver.

The axe chased after him like a bone, slashing at his face from top to bottom!

Dean hurriedly swung his knife to block, and at the same time, his left leg burst out like a poisonous snake, and slammed towards the dead skin!

Bang!

The steely shin bone blasted the vital point of the dead skin into minced flesh, and the wall behind it was kicked out of a shallow hole.

But the moment the axe and blade collided, the blade, full of gaps, finally couldn't hold on, and from the disconnection, sharp fragments flew backwards and streaked through the air at the dead skin's head.

And the blade of the axe passed over the broken blade.

Dean saw the sharp reflection and instinctively dodged to the side.

But it was too late.

The blade of the axe slashed between his neck and collarbone, slicing through the artery and slicing his collarbone and getting stuck in his ribs, blood gushing from the diagonal opening that spurted Dean all over his face.

He screamed in pain and instinctively reached out to grab the handle of the axe and push it back.

But to no avail.

The dead skin's only remaining right hand slammed into the axe embedded in Dean's ribs, and in the moment of pain, he raised his hand and grabbed his neck.

Bang bang!

The Tress and Tsz hurriedly emerged from the circle and shot Dead Skin in the back several times.

But it didn't care, and the nails as sharp as an awl on the five fingers scratched at Dean's skin and sank into his neck!

Ahhh

Want my head? Want to put my head on your neck?!

Staring at the headless body, a bloody gleam flashed in Dean's eyes.

The breath of severe pain, suffocation, death, and the crazy secretion of adrenaline dispelled all fears and hallucinations!

He frantically sliced open his dead chest and abdomen with his hands, grabbing two grenades from the fantasy space at the same time.

……

between monsters and humans.

The blood and minced flesh were like sacrifices to the evil gods, and they slid to the ground and piled up into a hill!

Buzz –

The vine man in front of the cave suddenly parted to the sides.

A swarthy statue was pulled out.

The thin sunlight fell on the statue through the cracks in the forest, revealing a face as dark as dead skin and a sneer at the corners of the mouth.

It's like a god looking down on all living beings.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone!

(End of chapter)