Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

As far as Wu Heng could perceive, these people continued to go up the completely dark stairs, and the size of each step they took was exactly the same.

It's like being able to see in the dark.

But his eyes were in a daze, and his mouth kept opening and closing, as if he was chanting some kind of spell.

At this moment, this group of people looked more like a group of puppets.

Within their bodies, the strange auras that reside in their souls became more and more active, like parasites in the human body, constantly absorbing their spiritual essence.

The breath of these people became weaker and weaker.

Wu Heng's door was closed. He had no intention of taking action now. Instead, he cut a plate of cold dishes for himself and ate while watching TV.

But the thing outside the door didn't seem to have any intention of letting Wu Heng go.

When he was relaxing, the window was suddenly hit by the wind, as if something invisible was trying to get in.

Through the window, you can clearly see a curved black area, which is darker than other places, as if a face is sticking to the window.

Facing this circumstances.

Wu Heng walked to the window and opened it directly. The face disappeared quickly, as if it was beyond its expectation.

As the window opened, a gust of cold wind rushed into the room and swirled around in the house.

"It's much cooler now!"

Wu Heng continued to sit down.

Hanging on the wall is a worn-out reproduction of an oil painting representing "Maternal Love".

The woman in the portrait suddenly opened her eyes and turned her head slowly.

Then blood flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Rahmat." A strange voice came from the portrait, "You must obey our call. It is here."

"Rahmat, do you feel it? Join us!"

The strange voice was like a haunting voice, filled with deep and hoarse tones.

Wu Heng ate with relish without changing his expression.

Gurgle, snap!

The vase on the table suddenly fell over, rolled to the ground and broke into pieces.

The murals on the wall fell down.

"The rooms here are really flimsy. It's true that cheap things don't come cheap!" Wu Heng took a casual glance.

The yin energy in the house dropped again.

It seemed that the thing that entered the house was completely angry at Wu Heng's attitude, and it felt like it was being ignored.

A foolish sacrifice who brought upon himself such humiliation.

The Yin Energy suddenly shrank, and a large part of it gathered into a ball on Wu Heng's bed.

The gray quilt suddenly bulged slowly in the middle for no reason.

And the more convex it is, the higher it becomes.

A human figure gradually emerged, as if there was a person hidden in the quilt, and the cold wind kept blowing towards Wu Heng.

But Wu Heng never looked back.

It seemed as if all its actions were in vain.

"Rahmat!" A roar that could no longer be held back suddenly sounded against Wu Heng's back.

Wu Heng slowly turned around and saw the quilt in the shape of a human being, hanging on the bed.

"Is there a thief?"

Wu Heng picked up the stool next to him and threw it over. Bang!
The quilt collapsed instantly and lay flat on the bed. Wu Heng walked over, lifted a corner of the quilt and slowly turned it over.

It seemed as if he was trying to see what was inside.

At the other end of the quilt, an arc slowly emerged again, and a disgusting rotten face slowly stretched out from the quilt. As long as Wu Heng continued to uncover the quilt, he would be able to see it!
Two feet and one foot.!

coming!

"This quilt really needs to be changed. It smells really bad." Wu Heng suddenly put down the quilt, reached out with his hands, picked up the entire quilt, and threw it on a chair beside him.

As for the strange human face that appeared on the bed and the marks of oppression from the human figure, he simply turned his head and ignored them.

Didn't notice at all.

As Wu Heng sat down at the table, the kitchen knife on his chopping board floated up into the air, and a black shadow emerged from the corner of the table in the room, breaking away from the blind spot.

"Rahmat, it's time for you to pay for your stupidity!" The evil spirit, hunchbacked and rotten, like a combination of a tree and a corpse, rushed towards Wu Heng with a machete in his dry right hand.

Before it could finish its words, Wu Heng, who was eating, suddenly stood up from where he was and appeared in front of it in a flash.

Grabbed its neck with one hand.

Especially since this evil spirit was nearly two meters and five in height, after Wu Heng pinched its neck, it had to bend down and almost kneel on the ground.

"I was just teasing you, but you took it too far, didn't you? You didn't even bother with the illusion and just started to attack."

"Are all Satan's subordinates stupid guys like you?"

Wu Heng's voice was indifferent, as if it did not contain a trace of emotion.

At this moment, in the entire room, a layer of strange, shimmering gray color was appearing on the walls.

The hallucination of fear had completely isolated the room and simulated another scene outside.

In that virtual scene, Wu Heng suddenly took out a bunch of bananas, boiled oil in a pot, and threw it to the evil spirit. After the other party was attracted and ate it, it was instantly corroded and its figure disintegrated.

Within the realm of fear, Wu Heng pinched the evil spirit's neck and moved his mind.

A chain dropped from the ceiling, piercing straight through its neck, hooking its Adam's apple, and pulling it into the air.

"Since you are so eager and keep coming to me, let me slice your soul and analyze your structure."

"This is how I repay your expectations."

“This is my way of hospitality!”

As Wu Heng spoke, four chains hooked the monster's limbs, and a square iron frame rose from the ground.

It's like one of those 'watermelon slicers', with the blades densely packed together in a square frame.

This thing shot out from the ground like a catapulted object, traveled 180 degrees, and disappeared at the other end of the ground.

The monsters that were swept by it instantly had their bodies turned into an extremely thin state, similar to sashimi.

"Ho-ho-ho--!"

The evil spirit continued to tremble and let out low cries and wails of pain, but because its body was sliced ​​vertically, it looked like a book.

A lot of sound leaked out from the gap, almost indistinct, as if the wind was blowing a corpse whistle.

"Don't be nervous, it will be over soon."

Wu Heng stretched out his right hand, and his index finger quickly swiped across the evil spirit's body from left to right, just like turning the pages of a book.

Wow!
The wailing sounds, similar to the turning of pages of a book and the sound of blood and flesh clashing, continued to ring out, like a song of death being played.

As he moved, many of the evil spirit's experiences, including its origin, were clearly displayed in front of Wu Heng.

It has not completely collapsed yet, entirely because of the five chains that hold its sliced ​​body together.

As the only five connection points of the soul.

Once it breaks free from the chain hook, it will instantly dissipate. (End of this chapter)