When the rattan was pulled, the sound of a tight drum continued to sound from the huge stone pillar-like arm.

Wu Heng will completely sink into the spider monster's head, and slowly pull out the big Buddha's arm that has reached his shoulder.

Black-green pus, sticking to the arm that was constantly being pumped out.

In the gap between the wounds, the pasty flower-white liquid was constantly squeezed out, sliding down the bristles on the spider's head, dripping on the ground, corroding into potholes.

The giant spider's body was twitching, the cracks in the rocks on its back were constantly expanding, and the rocks were falling to the ground like meteorites.

As the arm slowly withdrew, a bulging mass swelled the spider's neck junction, and then flattened it again, and more mucus gushed out from the wound on the spider's skull.

Its stinking flesh shrank inward, wrapping and squeezing the Buddha's arm, trying to push it out.

This scene is like struggling to pull out the lotus root festival buried deep in the bottom of the river in the mud.

"Come out!" Wu Heng sneered.

Kiss~!

Like pulling a carrot, a huge black blood heart was completely pulled out.

The screams were weaker and softer.

"It's a pity!" Wu Heng looked at the heart inside the giant palm, which was wrapped in a substance similar to a rock.

There were five even cracks on it, and the cracks revealed that the inside was clustered, and the consciousness was constantly circulating, like a snake of time.

This heart is the size of a bedroom.

It's a pity that although it is so big,

But just because it belonged to the power source of the hundred-meter giant spider, it was not what Wu Heng wanted.

The other corresponding arm of the giant Buddha clapped towards the palm of the hand holding the heart.

The air whistled, buzzed with incitement, and the round palm slapped the spider's heart.

Poof!

With the vibration of an air cannon, the palm of the hand was closed, and a large amount of black minced flesh splattered in all directions with wisps of treacherous consciousness streams.

The heart is completely shattered!

The spider's body is tilting,

Slowly tilting to the side, the slow movement shook the ground, stirring up dust that was twenty meters high.

The rocks on its body were scattered and fell off, and a large mass of steaming strange flesh and limbs twitched and trembled as they disintegrated, making a corrosive sound with a pop.

"Don't pretend, this is a game of catching crabs?!"

Wu Heng controlled the six arms of the giant Buddha, uncovered the remains of the giant spider like moving stones, pushed it aside, and splashed huge dust again.

Wait until the dust clears.

A clown who seems to be wearing an inflatable spider suit, but leaks and shriveles, like a frightened crab under a rock, is lying on its back on the ground, supported by two elbows, and keeps crawling back.

It looked at the giant Buddha in horror.

The clown's body was still leaking and shriveled, and even his elbows supporting the ground became weak.

The giant Buddha slowly bent down, and the lower left arm touched the ground, like the gap between a man and an ant.

The rattan in the body of the Buddha statue was running like a gear elevator, and Wu Heng and the rest of the people were transported out of the passage formed by the palm of the giant Buddha.

"I'm just a little hungry, eat something, what's wrong?!" The clown, who had shriveled up and shrunk into a big-headed baby, asked weakly.

"You don't understand!"

Wu Heng stepped forward and replied expressionlessly.

"——!"

The clown's shriveled funny head stretched forward with his last strength, like a dying wild dog, and finally frightened Wu Heng.

Wu Heng looked at it expressionlessly, as if he was looking at a real clown.

It's a pity!

Wu Heng didn't provide it with any fear power, and the clown could only 'chirp', in the shape of a fan, and collapsed on the ground.

"You damn clown, you have a heart of fear too."

Michael saw a protruding fist-sized object in the clown's chest, shriveled into a layer of skin, and he cursed angrily.

"Look at you, you're all grown up!" The clown's tone is like that of an elder on his deathbed.

At this time, it also wants to confuse the protagonist group.

Wu Heng walked in front of the clown, no longer giving it a chance to be a demon, he bent down and reached out and grabbed its heart.

The clown shrank to a baby's little hand, and kept pulling Wu Heng's palm, trying to push it away, but he looked so weak and powerless, like a drunk and offended woman.

With a soft 'pop', Wu Heng took the heart writhing with black tentacles in his hand.

The heart, filled with black substance, kept wandering, and he believed that Pennywise had no hidden power to act again, and this was the real heart.

If this one is still fake, Wu Heng will retreat from the difficulty, because no one knows what kind of power the clown will hide.

The heart in front of me,

That's the purpose of his trip, that's what he needs.

But it's more than that.

Desires are never satisfied!

"Give it back. I! The clown's tiny arms clutched the air, pleading feebly.

Wu Heng's fingers exerted force, clasped upside down to the palm, and the four fingers were tightly inserted into the black heart, and the ability to absorb was activated.

This feels.

It was like eating poisonous mushrooms, and a psychedelic feeling poured into Wu Heng's mind, making him fluttering.

But his consciousness was still awake and growing rapidly.

Wu Heng saw the orange light and saw the gray stream!

These grays are fearful emotions.

Like a treacherous snake shadow, dark and distorted emotions were pouring into his body from all directions.

Wu Heng felt it!

He felt that in this world, there were countless human beings who were fearing him.

He tried to control one of the gray streams, and it felt like he was controlling the power of touch.

Is this the power to control fear?

It seemed that tens of millions of years had passed, but in fact, it was only a blink of an eye, and Wu Heng came to his senses.

[Complete Story Task 1: Complete Eliminate Pennywise to obtain 5000 survival points, and increase exploration and plot scores]

[Complete all story missions, you can choose to return early]

Hearing this prompt, Wu Heng was a little relieved, at least his safety was guaranteed, and he could slip away at any time if he couldn't beat it.

And just when Wu Heng absorbed his heart,

The clown on the ground had completely lost its movement, and the only remaining dry skin was changing color, forming a silver-green mirror on the ground.

The gray mist clouds in the mirror are swirling, and the fog clouds form illusory tentacles, and even stretch out the mirror, constantly catching things that are closer, and an ethereal voice comes out of it, with a charming effect.

Seeing this, Wu Heng guessed that this is the thin domain that belongs to the world of turtles in the worldview, that is, the place where the structure of reality is sick and the space is almost worn out, and it is also the gateway to cross-border.

Behind it could be a parallel world, or it could be a void full of hungry monsters.

Unexpectedly, the death of the clown actually formed a thin domain!

But now is not the time to consider the cross-border door, Wu Heng has more important things to do.

At this time, the shaking that has always existed in the town of Delhi,

It turned into a violent shaking.

The supporting pillars of the suburban canal were completely swept away by the raging storm, cracks were cracked in the ground, and the already crumbling houses in the town collapsed one after another, completely turning into a city of ruins and a garbage dump.

bricks mixed with cement, piled up on both sides of the street,

The yellow bile-colored dust rose to the sky, and was absorbed by the tornado that followed, and the dense strange fish inside seemed to be wrapped in a layer of breadcrumbs.

The leaking flood water poured into the center of Delhi along the streets of Kansas and poured into Wu Heng's location.

The water under everyone's feet quickly rose to ten centimeters, and it continued to rise.

Sinkholes and cracks like the mouths of hungry ghosts are constantly emerging around the streets, devouring a large number of ruins.

Not enough!

Wu Heng thought of the trouble in his reality at this time, and thought that he was holding the entry certificate of the stronger plot, but he didn't dare to enter, all because he lacked explosive hole cards, and he needed a hole card.

It's not enough to harness the power of fear!

Wu Heng stretched out his hand to slap a green mouse that rushed over, and controlled Yu Er to circle the position of everyone with his palm, forming a temporary dam.

On his right hand appeared a dark brown jar with a circle at the top and at the bottom, surrounded by a jar with strange symbols, and the whole altar was about 60 centimeters high.

"Mike!"

"It's not over yet, use the Chud Ritual quickly!"

The jar was put to the ground by Wu Heng.

Hearing this, Mike didn't have time to think about it at all, so he could only subconsciously and quickly roar:

"Everyone, hold hands and stand in a circle, hurry up!"

Pennywise the Clown must not be allowed to be eliminated yet.

The people who were able to persevere to this stage were people with strong willpower, and they reacted instantly, holding each other's hands to form a circle and enclose the jar in the center.

"Its essence is light, close your eyes and don't look at it, we need to drown the light with darkness, and everyone chant with me 'Turn light into darkness'!"

In a matter of moments, Mike organized the crowd, and everyone chanted aloud.

"Turn light into darkness!"

"Turn light into darkness!"

"Turn light into darkness!"

Under everyone's recitation, the remains of the giant spider shone with a little starlight, gradually condensing and forming in the sky at a height of 100 meters.

Eventually, three orange balls of light the size of a human head emerged.

It's just that as the ball of light appeared, a gap seemed to open in the sky higher up, like a torn hole in the cloth, and the hole was facing the position of the ball of light below.

The light of the ball of light shone down, and endless fears and hallucinations appeared inside, and everyone did not dare to look at it directly.

In the middle of a chanting, the initial upward floating state of the ball of light was gradually stopped.

They seemed to be pulled by the jar, kept circling, moving in opposite motion, and began to descend slowly.

The orange glow distorted the air, turning it like water,

Even if everyone closes their eyes, they can feel the pin-like spots of light, and the 'light' wants to seep into their eyes!

Everyone could only lower their heads deeper, eager to bury them in their chests.

The black hole in the sky seemed to have been slow to receive the ball of light, and the black inside surged, and the black gradually faded.

Click~!

A sound tearing through the ice sounded from the black hole, and it seemed to sound underground, but if you listened closely, you found that it sounded from the entire space, and even from the bodies of everyone.

At the same time, everyone inexplicably understood one thing in their hearts, that is, the sky above their heads was torn apart!

The hole became a flat gap,

It was like a crossroads between matter and death, a breach in the firmament, twisted blue and yellow flames burning along the edge of the gap, balloons emitting ghostly white light, and pitch black.

But behind all this treachery, there seems to be something else.

Including Wu Heng, everyone can be aware, felt, and even smelled!

Behind the chasm, there was a behemoth, a fluffy monster that seemed to be composed entirely of orange light.

But it is formless, endlessly hungry, and thirsty!

The darkness was gradually pushed away, and the monster approached the crevice, it was a crazy light and color, which the mortal body should never see, and those colors were alive!

The giant Buddha that surrounded everyone, and even the planet under their feet, seemed insignificant and insignificant compared to its power.

It came closer, as if to observe.

Any creature that sees it naked, the disembodied light of destruction, is either shattered or sunk into its body, subjected to endless madness and torment.

"Come on, hold on!"

Wu Heng saw the people who looked a little dazed, and he shouted, awakening their senses.

The three light beads, already circling, were only ten meters away from the altar.

Different from the cooperation of the clown in the plot when acting, this time after the Clown Pennywise really died, these three balls of light contain the power of 'it'.

Wu Heng's touch power gathered in his head, formless and colorless, like tentacles, shaking like seaweed on his head.

The gray streams in the sky quickly and frantically converged on him, as if they had found the source.

These are the fears that the human beings in this world have for Wu Heng, and they have been gathered by him at this time, even exceeding the fears that the clown has collected for millions of years.

No, ten times more than that!

The clown comes out every 27 years, and eats hundreds of people each time, even if the average is ten people a year, it eats tens of millions of people in a million years.

And at this moment, the people who are afraid of Wu Heng are not only tens of millions, but even more than one billion.

All this is just because when Wu Heng led everyone to Delhi Town, he also did one thing.

He had already recorded a video in advance, and the beginning of the video was a picture of him setting up a strange fish virus in the river outside the town of Delhi.

How he controlled the evil spirits to arrange, and the group of evil spirits around him who were as obedient as shepherd dogs, these scenes were all clearly captured in the video.

In the video, he also used prisoners to conduct human experiments, showing the horror of strange fish infection.

It made people realize the horror of this thing.

Then he made a speech, saying that this strange fish virus is not only deployed in Delhi Town, but has been arranged in thousands of cities.

As long as he gave the order, the whole world would be destroyed in an instant.

Wu Heng then showed the scene where he used evil spirits to control the 'nuclear bomb', the most destructive weapon of mankind.

It means that every hour, a virus in a city will be stimulated.

A week later, if no one can solve the virus, a nuclear war will break out and the world will be destroyed.

Fear is spreading, fear is gathering!

(End of chapter)