People are scared in America, my uncle is Dante

Chapter 176: Probably missing his mother.

Suren ignored Nikolai.

He first looked at Carrie, who was standing not far away and unharmed, and Alessa, who was sitting in a chair.

After confirming that both of them were alright, he then looked at the man at his feet whose face was covered in snot and tears.

Nikolai reached out his hand, hoping the other person could save him, but when he saw the purple flames burning on the other person's body, his pupils, which had been dilated by pain, suddenly contracted.

"Demon! You're a demon too!!"

He screamed in terror and crawled towards the auditorium door like a maggot.

Suren stood there watching him. A purple ghostly hand reached out from behind him, grabbed Nikolai's only remaining arm, and twisted it forcefully.

"Snap!"

"Aaaaaah!"

The sound of bones breaking, accompanied by Nikolai's pig-like screams, echoed through the empty auditorium.

He was in so much pain that he rolled around on the ground, the intense pain making him instinctively want to use his other hand to cover his aching wrist.

But he was suddenly shocked to realize that his other hand had been severed by the monster, and his only remaining hand had also been broken off.

He could only writhe and wail in despair in the pool of blood.

"Alessa, put Silent Hill away."

Suren ignored him and walked up to Alessa, ruffling her hair.

"You did a great job."

Then, he looked up and nodded slightly at Carrie.

Carrie held Alessa's hand tightly, her eyes slightly red and her lips trembling slightly, as if she wanted to say something.

Just then, Patty ran up from behind and hugged the trembling Carrie tightly, gently patting her back to comfort her: "It's alright, Carrie, it's alright! With Suren here, no one can hurt you!"

Alessa looked up at Suren, then at Carrie and Patty who were hugging each other, and nodded obediently.

The surrounding peeling walls and rusty wires were then covered with normal plaster again.

In the blink of an eye, the auditorium was restored to its previous state.

Outside, the students who had just been desperately running away in the thick fog, crying out that they had encountered monsters, suddenly found that the fog around them had dissipated.

They collapsed on the grass, some panting heavily, some trembling with fear while holding their heads, and some even bursting into uncontrollable sobs.

"My God! What the hell was that place?!"

"Monster! There's a monster! I thought I was going to die!"

The students, still shaken, discussed the experience, none of them able to explain what they had just gone through like a nightmare.

Inside the auditorium.

With a slight thought, Suren's purple ghostly hand reached out again, picked up Nicholas from the ground, and threw him in front of Carrie.

"Apologize."

Suren's tone was flat.

Aresa had already told him everything that had just happened through their mental connection.

Nikolai was covered in blood, groaning in pain, lying motionless on the ground.

Suren's eyes turned cold as she stepped on his right leg and slowly applied pressure.

"Click—click—!"

The bones were crushed to pieces by being trampled.

"Ah!! My leg!!!"

Nikolai's eyes widened suddenly, and he instinctively tried to grab the short leg, but he could only shrug his shoulders and thrash on the ground like a fish.

"Apologize."

Suren stepped on his back, expressionless, and repeated what she had just said.

Faced with this emotionless threat, Nikolai could no longer hold back.

He wept bitterly, banging his head against the ground: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I deserve to die! Please, please let me go, I'll never do it again—"

Carrie looked at the arrogant man at her feet, and recalling her past experiences and the fright she had just suffered, the weakness in her eyes gradually faded, and a long-suppressed anger surged into her heart.

She suddenly raised her foot and kicked Nikolai hard in the face.

"Bang!"

Nikolai was kicked so hard he rolled on the ground, spitting out two bloody teeth.

When she came to her senses and looked at Nikolai lying in a pool of blood screaming in agony, she suddenly felt a chill of fear.

She wondered if her actions just now were too violent and unlike those of a normal girl.

Carrie glanced nervously at Suren and Patty standing beside her.

She noticed that not only did the two of them not show any disgust, but they were also looking at her with encouraging and approving eyes.

Her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down, and she breathed a long sigh of relief.

Suren crouched down, staring coldly at Nikolai, and asked, "Who told you about the method of sacrifice?"

Judging from this guy's appearance, Suren became even more certain of his earlier guess: this was cannon fodder being used as a pawn, and there must be someone else behind him.

Nikolai's eyes flickered as he stammered and swallowed the blood.

Without saying a word, Suren raised his foot and crushed his other leg without hesitation.

"ah!!"

Nikolai screamed again, his body convulsing in pain, but even so, he gritted his teeth and remained silent.

"He has backbone."

Suren stood up. "Are you sure you want to risk your life here for the master behind you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared silently behind Nikolai.

Let Pyramid Head do the rest of the work.

Pyramid Head held his rusty broadsword high, aimed the tip at Nikolai's crotch, and slowly, bit by bit, stabbed downwards.

Feeling the cold touch and pressure between his legs, the shadow of death and the man's most primal fear instantly engulfed Nikolai.

"I'll talk! I'll talk! Put the knife away!!"

His psychological defenses completely collapsed.

However, Pyramid Head did not stop immediately; the cold tip of his blade gently pressed against a certain spot.

Feeling the stinging pain between his legs, Nikolai shuddered, and a warm liquid flowed out of his crotch again.

Suren frowned in disgust at the stench wafting through the air.

Is this guy an octopus? He knows to spray ink whenever he's in danger.

"Speak."

"I—I don't actually know who the other person is!"

With a mournful face, Nikolai spilled the beans, "The other party never showed their face or revealed their identity. They just told me on the phone that all I needed to do was find a virgin, take her to a pre-drawn magic circle in the grove, and kill her—"

"Didn't you already sacrifice Jennifer?"

"Surren asked."

Upon hearing Jennifer's name, Nikolai's face, which had been filled with fear, instantly contorted into a ferocious expression.

If it weren't for that damn bitch, how could he have ended up like this?

"She's a total slut! She pretends to be innocent, but she's probably slept with countless men already!"

Nikolai erupted in curses, "You've ruined our sacrificial ceremony!"

Suren remained calm and was about to ask another question when a sharp gust of wind suddenly swept past her side.

"Bang!"

Patty kicked Nikolai hard in the face, causing his head to snap to one side and his face to swell up instantly.

This time, it wasn't as light as the sneakers Carrie was wearing.

You know, apart from pointed high heels, the kind of small leather shoes she wears are the most painful to kick.

"Watch your mouth!"

Patty was so angry she was trembling.

Although she and Jennifer weren't exactly friends, they were classmates at the same school.

The thought of a vibrant life dying so tragically today, and even being humiliated by these scumbags after death, filled her with both pain and anger.

"Tell me, what exactly is the purpose of this ritual?"

Suren stopped Patty, who was about to add insult to injury, and continued to ask.

Nikolai was so dizzy from the kick that he didn't react for a moment, probably because he missed his mother.

A moment later, he came to his senses, spitting out several bloody teeth: "They said—as long as I complete the sacrifice, they can make us famous and let me enjoy a lifetime of wealth and luxury. Who exactly is behind this?"

"Surren asked."

Nikolai shook his head repeatedly: "I really don't know!"

The man with the triangular head standing behind him cooperated perfectly by pushing the knife forward, tearing his pants.

"Ah! Don't kill me!"

Nikolai burst into tears, his face streaked with tears and snot. "They just contacted me, urging me to act quickly—I have their phone number! Really!"

Suren sighed. He knew without even guessing that this was definitely a disconnected number.

But he gave it a try anyway, just in case the other person was an idiot.

"Beep—Beep—The number you dialed is not in service—"

Sure enough.

He stood up, his tone indifferent: "Alessa, do whatever you want."

Since we can't get any valuable information out of them, there's no point in keeping it.

Upon hearing this, Nikolai was stunned at first, then realized what was happening and frantically tried to beg for mercy.

But Aresa wasn't going to give him that chance.

Countless rusty wires, like venomous snakes, emerged from beneath him, instantly coiling around Nikolai's body and dragging him little by little into Silent Hill.

"No!! Help!!"

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