Horror: Fabricate Dark Myths To Frighten Evil Gods

Anle Old Street is very cold.

It's not that cold in the literal sense.

It is a kind of coldness that invades the bone marrow and seems to freeze all blood.

In all directions, there seemed to be countless eyes hiding in the dark, watching silently.

After entering here.

The special rules in Anle Ancient Town seemed to be invalid.

Gu Yuan turned back into a living body again.

At the same time, the bloody screen of the horror game suddenly appeared.

【You successfully found the location of Anle Old Street~ and stepped into it!】

[The second phase of the task is completed! 】

[The third phase of the mission begins!]

[Task objective: Find the diary of the paper maker, and leave the paper shop alive. 】

[Task description: In the innermost drawer of the paper shop, there is a special diary.

Open the diary, and you may understand why all this happened!】

[Mission Success Reward: Unified settlement after the completion of all phases of the mission!]

[Mission failure penalty: You will become a paper man forever!]

A cursory glance at the task.

Gu Yuan felt a little relieved.

He carefully observed his surroundings and walked forward unhurriedly.

According to information from the Department of Horror Affairs.

The paper-making shop is located in the deepest part of this Anle Old Street.

And when passing by that old Zhang shroud shop.

A gloomy and cold voice suddenly sounded.

Hoarse, low-pitched, mixed with endless malice.

"Young man, I think you are going to die, why don't you buy a shroud.

Gu Yuan turned his head and stared coldly at the direction where the voice came from.

Inside the shroud shop.

Sitting there was a very stooped old man.

He seemed to be very old, and the flesh and blood on his face had shrunk, leaving only a thin layer of skin, which was still tenaciously wrapped around the bones.

Countless senile plaques are densely packed, which looks a little scary.

In his hand, he also held a very old pipe.

Gu Yuan watched him warily.

He turned his head coldly.

"No, I don't like shrouds."

On the old man's old face, there was a trace of an unknown smile.

"Don't speak too soon, young man."

"My shroud is all hand-sewn."

"You might as well give it a try, maybe you'll like it when you get on your body!"

As he spoke, he took a deep breath on the pipe.

Then speak suddenly.

A puff of icy cold illusory smoke was sprayed directly towards Gu Yuan.

at the same time.

The clothes on Gu Yuan's body suddenly changed.

It directly turned into a very broken shroud!

The style of the shroud is very old, it looks like a Chinese tunic suit, with patterns of a large number of gold and silver treasures sewn on the black silk base material.

It means that the deceased will have a long life and Kangning, and the family will have a wealth of wealth!

Gu Yuan could feel it.

This shroud is very cold, without a trace of warmth.

There seems to be something unknown wriggling in it!

It's as if it has a life of its own!

No.

It is not the shroud that has life.

But in the shroud, there is a real weird one sewn!

Now put the shroud on your body.

That's like being surrounded by this unknown Li Gui.

And this cunning is still sucking people's life force!

If you wear it for a long time.

That might really be completely sucked dry, turning into a real corpse!

"How about it, young man, is this shroud not bad?"

"I knew that you would like him."

The stooped old man sneered.

I looked at it with great interest.

It's like the kind of very experienced hand-made tailor, scanning his results leisurely!

Gu Yuan looked at him coldly.

His face also became gloomy.

There was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's not bad."

"But I don't like buying and selling."

"If you sell me a shroud, I'll smash a shroud shop for you!"

The voice did not fall.

Countless primordial and mysterious chaotic energy suddenly diffused out.

This finely crafted silk shroud let out an incomparably sharp and stern scream, and was torn to pieces by Gu Yuan forcefully!

Countless fragments flew up and danced randomly in the air, like falling butterflies.

at the same time.

Gu Yuan's side.

The tall figure of Nie Yanluo stood up.

A total of twenty-eight scarlet eyes, all stared round, bursting out with a frightening cold light!

Pure darkness quickly spread.

Directly envelop the crooked old man and the entire shroud shop!

Pairs of terrifying ghost hands protruded from the darkness, waving wildly.

Wanting to drag everything within reach into the deep darkness.

The crooked old man's expression changed drastically.

He clicked his pipe again.

He spat out a mouthful of icy-cold smoke.

Dispel the ghost hands around yourself.

But the other shrouds in His shop were not so lucky.

All fell into darkness.

Along with the weirdness sewn into it.

Forcibly sent to hell by evil Yan Luo!

for a while.

The shroud shop, which was originally full of beautiful things in eyes, suddenly became empty!

And after suppressing those shrouds.

The terrifying aura surging from Nie Yanluo's body has obviously been improved a bit!

"Young man, don't go too far!"

"These things are the old man's coffin book!"

"You snatched them all away. After the old man died, what would you use to buy things from the coffin shop next door?"

The rickety old man was anxious and angry.

The sagging face vibrated strangely, and there were angry and shrill screams!

Gu Yuan looked indifferently.

It was filled with a kind of extreme coldness.

He spoke very calmly.

"You don't have to worry about this.

"I am very clean in my work, and I will keep your bones intact."

"No matter how good the coffin next door is, you can't use it."

Nie Yanluo took a step forward without hesitation.

The hell among the ghosts and monsters looked even more terrifying and gloomy.

The huge eyeball suspended above the hell, turned around, and then suddenly shot towards the crooked old man!

Everything around was annihilated and crumbled under this terrifying scarlet light!

Even the ground of this Anle Old Street, and even the lintel of the shroud shop, all turned into nothingness in an instant!

For most human players and weird creatures.

Such things are unimaginable.

The place of great evil is naturally guarded by a strange force, which cannot be destroyed.

However, the level of horror of the current Nie Yanluo has reached the level of seven-star elementary school.

Moreover, it devoured the power of the Red Moon Evil God, and obtained part of the power of the Evil God.

He has been able to break through the shackles of the rules and easily destroy the buildings in the place of great evil!

Of course, this destruction is only superficial.

The essence of the great murderous place will not be destroyed.

After a certain period of time, it will slowly return to its original state!

And in the face of this terrifying red light.

In the eyes of the crooked old man, there was also a look of human panic.

He literally felt the threat of death!

His face twitched wildly, his mouth was wrinkled, and he was almost desperately smoking the pipe in his hand.

One mouthful after another, crazily spewing out the previous smoke!

But even it was smoky.

At best, it can barely stop the spread of red light.

But the red light cannot be obliterated at all.

The red light is still breaking through the blockage of smoke bit by bit!

He couldn't help but let out a panicked roar.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Help me, save me!"

at the same time.

Except for the paper-making shop in the innermost part of Anle Old Street.

Other shops, all have a movement.

The coffin is laid.

A burly man walked out with a heavy coffin on his shoulders, every step would make an extremely dull sound, as if the earth was shaking.

Following his footsteps, the ground quickly decayed and weathered, becoming more dilapidated.

In the wreath shop.

A wreath suddenly flew up without anyone touching it, suspended in mid-air.

The black inscriptions in the wreath twisted accordingly, turning into a ferocious woman's face, staring at Gu Yuan coldly with that kind of extremely stern gaze.

In the paper money shop.

The box toppled over, and countless white paper money flew out, forming a mysterious human figure, and there was a faint and shrill cry.

In the tombstone shop.

A man who couldn't see his face walked out.

He was holding the tombstone in one hand, while the other hand was still beating, as if he was engraving words on the tombstone.

One of the words is about to take shape.

It can be vaguely seen that it is Gu Dou!

Not counting the words of the old man in the shroud shop.

A total of four strange creatures!

Every one of them exudes a terrifying coldness that makes one's heart tremble.

The level of horror has all reached the seven-star elementary level!

From this we can see how dangerous this Anle Old Street is!

The veterans of the Horror Affairs Department died unjustly at all!

With their strength, how could they be able to suppress this level of fierceness?

Gu Yuan's eyes were calm.

Glance at these strange creatures coldly.

"It looks like everyone is shocked!"

"That's good, it saves me to find them one by one!"

"I'll clean you up in one go, so I can go to the paper-making shop without any worries!"

His calm, almost contemptuous tone instantly angered these strange creatures.

The strong man in the coffin shop let out a ferocious roar.

Then he directly threw the black coffin in his hand violently, and smashed it towards Gu Yuan.

Gu Yuan gently raised his hand.

Black Wukong appeared in front of him instantly.

He laughed wantonly, and the tyranny and ferocity contained in the laughter were far more vicious than the strong man in the coffin shop!

The expressions of the countless grimaces on his body all changed into that angry look in an instant.

Grinning his teeth, he's so vicious!

Holding the skeleton stick in his hand, he swung it in a circle and smashed it hard on the coffin.

It was like playing baseball, hitting the coffin back abruptly.

The high-speed flying coffin hit the strong man's body.

All of a sudden, people and coffins all fell back into the coffin shop!

Black Wukong chased after him without hesitation, rushed into the coffin shop, and smashed it with his stick.

The entire coffin shop collapsed in half in an instant!

On the other side, the paper money flying all over the sky was strange, and while throwing the paper money, it let out a sad cry.

...asking for flowers...

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"!"

Terrifying strange power, attached to this mysterious mourning ceremony, attacked Gu Yuan.

But in front of Gu Yuan, Xie Jinchan stood silently.

He turned his head slightly.

That face of incomparable sorrow and incomparable compassion turned towards the crowd.

Then drops of scarlet tears flowed out and fell to the ground.

This terrifying cry instantly suppressed the strange cry of the paper money!

In the whole old street, only Xie Jinchan's sad cry can be heard!

Pieces of paper money turned into fly ash amidst the horrific cries!

In mid-air, the face with the wreath was changing little by little, it was no longer a woman's image, but getting closer to Gu Yuan.

It seemed that He wanted to forcibly create a posthumous photo of Gu Yuan on the wreath.

But the evil impermanence brandished the chains of seductive souls, and the surging yellow spring water swept out.

All of a sudden, the wreath was completely submerged in it.

The yellow spring water exuding a strong and dead energy forcibly blocked the strange spiritual attack of Huahuan.

Tombstone squatted on the ground, placing the tombstone in front of him.

He kept waving the chisel in his hand, trying to carve Gu Yuan's name on the tombstone.

Gu Yuan remained motionless as streams of chaotic energy escaped.

The movement of the tombstone's strange engraving immediately seemed to be disturbed by some kind of strange.

Although the chisel kept hammering away.

But there is no way to leave more writing on the tombstone!

On the contrary, His wrist was slowly cracking with this movement, and scarlet blood flowed out!

for a while.

Evil Yan Luo is deceitful to the old man in the shroud shop, Black Wukong is deceitful to coffins, Xie Jinchan is deceitful to paper money, and Gu Yuan is deceitful to tombstones.

These four battlefields all occupy absolute and irreversible advantages!

..........0

Only evil impermanence and wreath treachery are in an evenly matched stalemate.

He mainly suffers from the low level of terror.

Only six-star advanced.

If it is also a seven-star junior.

The trick of the wreath can only be hanged and beaten!

This is the horror of the power of the dark myth.

The myths created are weird, and they are born with incomparably noble personalities and strange powers.

Unless it is an existence like the clone of the evil god.

At the same level, they are almost invincible!

The old man in the shroud shop was already extremely horrified and terrified!

I have been in this Anle Old Street for so long.

This is the first time he has encountered such a terrifying human being!

In front of him, the terrifying red light was already very close to him.

Only the last wisp of smoke blocks it.

The old man in the shroud shop could even feel the power of the evil spirit circulating in the red light.

puff.

The smoke cleared completely.

The red light stepped forward without any hindrance, completely enveloping the old man in the shroud shop.

He didn't even have time to scream.

It was directly obliterated into powder!

Gu Yuan fulfilled his previous promise.

Said to let his bones be gone.

Let his bones be gone!

No need to waste a coffin at all!

at the same time.

The movement in the coffin shop stopped.

Black Wukong walked out leisurely.

With an evil smile on his face, blood all over his body, and the strange head of the coffin in his hand.

He looked up at the wreath that was surrounded by yellow spring water in mid-air.

The skeleton stick in his hand was thrown violently.

Terrifying and strange power is condensed on the big stick.

Pierce the wreath straight through!

And under the cries of the evil golden cicada.

The paper money floating in the air was wiped out.

The main body of the paper money is also in extreme panic, watching the white paper money that makes up itself disappear little by little!

In the end, only a piece of paper money with a face imprinted on it remained.

It was a weird jigsaw puzzle of paper money.

The tombstone spit out a mouthful of blood, and leaned limply on the tombstone.

There is no more breath.

Until his death, He failed to carve the word "Gu Yuan" on the tombstone.

The entire Anle Old Street became quiet again.

Quietly, without a trace of extraneous sound.

These five scary and weird statues active in Anle Old Street all died suddenly, leaving only their own weird puzzle pieces!

One counts as one, all are seven stars!

Five bucks!

Filled with unparalleled cold atmosphere!

Taking out any piece is enough to drive human players into madness!

This is a height that no other human player can reach!

"Although I don't know why the owner of the paper-making shop didn't show up."

"But there is no doubt that the paper-making shop must be the most dangerous place on this Anle Old Street!"

"Before going in to explore, you still have to increase the level of terror to the highest level. Make all preparations!"

Gu Yuan muttered to himself.

Immediately, he gently raised his hand, and sent the jigsaw puzzles of the tombstone and the wreath to the evil.

Evil and impermanence is his biggest shortcoming at present.

It is also the easiest to upgrade.

With these two seven-star weird puzzles.

It should be enough to pile up the horror level of evil and impermanence to seven stars!

As for the other pieces of the puzzle.

Gu Yuan directly let the other myths be swallowed up on the spot, which is a reward for them.

"Thank you, my Lord, for the gift!"

The four mythical statues spoke in unison strangely, with an extremely pious and fanatical tone.

Immediately began to indulge in this crazy gluttonous feast people!.