American Comics: I Died at the Hand of Thor, and Became a Rule-Based Ghost Story

not only that.

Su Lin looked at the dozens of puppets on the ground.

Not only did he personally deliver himself to the enemy, but he also brought so many small gifts.

These puppets are not ordinary people.

Each doll contains a small, vengeful spirit.

These little vengeful spirits are all children from the small town who were killed by Mary Shaw's own hands.

The children were made into human flesh because of their suffering and the vengeful power of Mary Shaw.

Forced.

Being trapped in the doll's body means you'll never find liberation, not even for eternity.

Even if it becomes a strange tale of rules, Su Lin gradually loses his human emotions.

Sensing these weak, vengeful spirits, I couldn't help but sigh.

I felt a pang of guilt.

“Ms. Mary Shaw, you are a vicious, inhuman vengeful spirit.”

Su Lin felt very calm.

These things did not cause any disturbance.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!"

Sudden.

Cries suddenly rang out from nowhere.

Mary Shaw's sudden death.

This caused the dolls who had always relied on her to lose their composure.

They stood there looking around, their eyes filled with confusion.

Then, unable to sense Mary Shaw, they let out terrified whimpers.

Wasteland Rule Two: No sound is allowed here!

The rules of the strange will will not change due to any external factors.

Once triggered.

It will then be eroded by the power of the rules.

Whoever that person is!

The whimpering dolls froze.

The flames of the soul were extinguished one by one.

As the soul extinguished, the puppet also lost its firepower.

Pfft!

Pfft!

Pfft!

The dolls fell to the ground one after another.

In the blink of an eye.

They were all dead.

"Life is so fragile."

"This applies to both humans and vengeful spirits."

Su Lin's mind was completely silent.

"Wait, it seems there's another doll that's still alive?"

At this time.

Su Lin suddenly realized.

Inside a clump of grass as tall as a person.

There was also a doll lying quietly inside.

The tall grass completely obscured the doll.

but.

Su Lin did not try to observe with the naked eye.

therefore.

The doll, which thought it was hiding well, was actually being watched by Su Lin.

The doll possessed a vengeful aura similar to that of the previous dolls.

"Another poor child."

at this time.

The doll sensed the deaths of its companions.

My heart was filled with fear.

A series of invisible forces of fear.

Slowly, it blends into the realm of ghost stories.

The power and scope of the supernatural genre gradually increased.

This is really slow.

Su Lin waited for ten minutes.

The area hasn't increased by even one square meter.

at this time.

The doll-like human flesh seemed to have sensed something.

She covered her mouth tightly with her small hands.

Fearing death, she dared not utter a sound.

"A coincidence, or is it because my senses are more acute than the average person's?"

See this.

Su Lin was very curious.

For such a long time, the puppet didn't make a sound at all.

It greatly interested him.

but.

Interests, well, they always come and go quickly.

I observed for ten minutes.

The other person remained in that position without changing anything.

He shook his head and decided to ignore the doll.

This little doll provides him with very little benefit.

Therefore, he did not choose to lure the other party into violating the rules of ghost stories.

Simultaneously.

They didn't even think about saving the other person.

“It’s time to cultivate some permanent residents in my domain of rules.”

Su Lin made the decision.

If that doll had lasted a little longer.

He made a book of ghost stories, left it nearby, and asked her to find it.

This manual records the rules of ghost stories.

He believed.

This is a cautious doll.

I'll definitely be able to live a good life.

She would never dare to try to break the rules of this strange tale.

By the time.

This doll can continuously contribute negative emotions to him.

A thought came to my mind.