Creation of All People: I Create a World of Weird Talk

Chapter 117 The World Attacks

Summed up over a hundred years, the rules for facing strange creatures.

As long as they follow, contact can be avoided and casualties minimized.

They have also followed.

Creepy creatures will also not appear in Arkham City.

It's just that as time goes by, various weird creatures appear more and more frequently.

At the same time, two factions gradually emerged from this group of people.

A conservative, dominated by older people.

Advocates maintaining the status quo of life, respecting strange creatures, and developing steam technology well.

The second type is the radical faction, mainly the new generation.

They were born in Arkham since they were young, and they are full of curiosity about the outside world.

I want to thoroughly study the weird 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 under the hands of these strange creatures.

However, the radicals of the new generation do not have as many rights as the conservatives.

Now it is still dominated by conservatives and is developing steadily.

But the radicals are also secretly gathering strength.

And because the spreading of the seeds of Cthulhu's faith already exists in this world.

Although the people here have not yet come into contact with the deep divers.

But in Radical, survey the world.

Trying to get to the bottom of it, peeping at the root, people with more sensitive nerves.

It was also affected a little bit.

They often dream of strange images in their sleep.

It was deep, depressing, and silent in the ocean.

Though there had never been such an ocean in the Newborn Lands, nor had they seen it.

Strange whispers, silent cries as the waves flowed.

In the deepest part of the ocean, something seems to be waiting for them.

Every time they wake up from sleep, their artistic talents will be stimulated.

And began to create strange paintings or sculptures like nightmares.

No one knows what those are, but the people who created them insist.

That is something that allows them to thoroughly understand the truth of this world.

As a result, among the radicals, many people began to pursue these works of art.

Even they created a secret religion.

Shen Hui has witnessed their century-old development and the end of an era.

From the initial meager survival, it has become a not weak civilization that masters steam technology.

Although they are equally afraid, afraid.

But it is completely different from the initial fear and fear.

They have enjoyed the beauty for too long, and they have forgotten the initial era when they struggled for life and for life.

From heaven to hell, it's time to put them in fear again.

Silent Hill template, ready to open!
No need to spend any power of the world's origin.

You only need to rejoin the land of new life with the original rules of the dead world.

Two slightly different rules are intertwined to form the inside and outside world.

The surface world is what the new land looks like now.

The inner world is the appearance of the dead world.

And the newborn soil is between the surface and the inner layer.

If Shen Hui has enough power of the world's origin, he can also create those monsters in the real Silent Hill.

Nurses with swollen faces, people in sleeves, triangular heads, etc.

They can be turned into appendages of the inner world, similar to the rules of the inner world.

However, the rest of the original power of the world will be used to expand the land of newborns and connect to the sea of ​​death.

There is no choice but to wait for the next time the world's original power is sufficient before building.

The inner and outer worlds are ready, and no one living in Arkham feels anything.

It just felt that the air was inexplicably depressed.

They are still studying the steam technology, and a small number of people are also investigating the more frequent strange creatures.

Until today's arrival, it will completely change the status quo in Arkham...

In the small town derived from Arkham.

Everyone came to Arkham by steam train.

Arkham was crowded with people, and everyone came to the streets.

Festive red stickers are posted everywhere.

Everyone had happy smiles on their faces and were extremely excited.

A small productive steam robot, revealing delicate gears turning on bearings.

Shuttle among the crowd.

Someone was riding a bicycle constantly spewing out white steam, waving and cheering excitedly.

In the sky, the floating steam airship is moving slowly.

Several huge copybooks hung down from the steam airship.

It read: Celebrating Arkham's 101st Anniversary!

It has been 101 years since Arkham was officially established as a city.

It's also their greatest, biggest day.

All gathered in Arkham to celebrate the holiday.

But just when the atmosphere reached its peak, the inner and outer worlds in Arkham gradually began to alternate.

The surface world covered on the surface is gradually hidden.

The other world gradually took its place.

The breath of death and negative emotions that have been restricted by the rules and cannot be invaded.

Accompanied by the thick mist of loss, it began to flow into the land of newborn again.

And spread to Arkham at an extremely fast speed.

The people inside are still unaware, immersed in the joy of the celebration.

Until the fog filled the outside of the walls of Arkham.

Finally someone found out.

The people who discovered it looked at the changes outside in dumbfounded. The fog was so familiar to them, yet so strange.

After watching for hundreds of years, I was afraid of it for hundreds of years.

Now it suddenly permeates here.

That proves that this place is no longer safe!
"Fog! The fog of death is coming!"

"It's not safe! It's not safe here anymore!"

The people who saw it yelled crazily, and more and more people found it.

The sound suppressed the cheers of the celebration, and finally became a single sound of screams and exclamations.

The mist covered in an instant, and the temperature dropped rapidly.

Although there are so many people in Arkham.

But it still looked lifeless.

The surface of the metal city began to rapidly corrode and rust.

The ground became filthy, with corrupt flesh and blood everywhere.

There was a strong smell of decay in the air.

His vision was clouded and everything became hazy.

Negative emotions begin to be amplified.

Their deepest, most primal fears began to be awakened.

"What exactly happened here!!!"

Desperate and helpless cry, numb and bleak eyes.

The people in Arkham were in a mess.

Soon, they saw something even more frightening.

The weird and weird creatures that appeared in Arkham before.

Sadako who only appears in the dry forest, the pig-headed butcher who only appears in the slaughterhouse, and the siren head who only appears in the wilderness...

At this moment, they were no longer restricted, and appeared following the mist.

Those familiar and unfamiliar figures.

It is a nightmare that has accompanied them for a hundred years!

This is no longer the city of steam, Arkham they know.

It's a city of death full of grotesques and dangers!

Fear turned into boiling water, the crowd completely boiled, and their faces were completely distorted!
(End of this chapter)