Real Game: I Exposed the Old Ones

The Necronomicon began to squirm crazily at this moment.

The pages of the book turned violently, as if a door had been opened, and countless resentful spirits flew out from the Book of the Dead.

They are all the previous owners of the Necronomicon.

After their death, the spirit bodies were drawn to the Book of the Dead by some mysterious force and imprisoned in the dark hell for eternity.

At this time, all the madness and resentment of the resentful spirits were completely released.

The screams echoed in the small space.

They floated disorderly in the mid-air, releasing streams of black flames, completely shrouding this small attic world like a black curtain.

View is blocked.

The students looking up at the teaching building exclaimed in surprise.

We must not let anything happen to that man.

Professor Matt has recognized the identity of the young man on the top floor.

The other party just applied for a temporary library card here.

Perhaps it was because of the in-app purchases that Professor Matt had a special fondness for Zhu Zheng. In addition, Zhu Zheng expelled the terrifying Hound of Tindalos, which indirectly saved half of the students on the UM campus.

Professor Matt took action.

The muscles all over his body bulged, and he suddenly shouted loudly and threw the giant ax in his hand.

The giant ax flashed with shadows of rose blood, carrying immense power as it slashed at the black curtain.

puff!

There was no imaginary collision.

The giant ax was like a mud cow entering the sea, swallowed up by the black curtain, without making any waves at all.

Professor Matt's eyes were red, and he was about to rush into the teaching building, but was blocked by a pair of palms as dry as tree branches.

You don't have to go up.

Professor Matt turned his head, with an expression of surprise suddenly appearing on his face, Principal, you finally arrived.

The president of Mystokanik University is a relatively short old man.

He is less than 1.6 meters tall, with a floor-length white robe covering his stooped body. His face is so wrinkled that it could almost make a mosquito get lost, and his eyes reveal a gleam of wisdom.

He is like a calming needle, calming the restless hearts around him.

This is a legendary great man.

He has expelled the sons of foreign gods, killed the hybrid sons of gods, conducted in-depth expeditions to Antarctica, and collected terrifying statues originating from the depths of the ocean.

In short, his legendary experience is difficult to express in words.

Everyone looked at the principal with admiration.

The same goes for Professor Matt.

Principal, that young man is called Gu Hong. He has great potential. He just expelled the hound.

Well, I just saw it.

He's in danger, you.

It's useless, we can't save him.

The principal interrupted Professor Matt.

The child used a forbidden magic book and signed a contract with the devil. No one can save his soul from the devil's hands. His fate is already doomed.

But if you don't try it, how will you know it doesn't work?

Professor Matt immediately retorted.

The principal sighed, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to deepen even more at this moment.

Who says I haven't tried it?

At this time, the world on the top floor has become a ghost.

In the middle of all the evil spirits, there is an Arab with a thin face and a mustache.

He seems to be the core of all evil spirits and the source of fear.

The mustache twisted its body, and the head that was disproportionate to its body hung with a sinister smile. The gluttonous mouth opened and closed, with several scarlet deformed long tongues sticking out, and disgusting and terrifying mucus dripped from the corners of its lips. It looked terrifying and absurd.

ah!

What a blazing life, gorgeous and intense, like a newborn sun.

I can't wait to devour you, become one with me!

Let's sink together into a poetic and wonderful fear!

Mustache's voice rang in his ears.

There is a bit of beautiful poetry in the low and vague murmur, as if reciting.

boom!

The shot was fired. It was Professor Pickman.

At the most critical moment, the hard-core physics professor broke free from the nightmare, took out a silver pistol for self-defense, and shot the Taotie in the mouth.

A bullet with occult runes turned into red light and shattered Mustache's head.

The terrifying head shattered instantly and turned into little bits of debris.

But before Pickman could show his relaxed expression, a strange wind blew by, and the mustache that had lost its head did not dissipate, but instead formed a head again on the neck.

He is immortal.

During this gap, Mustache's head was already close to Zhu Zheng, and his gluttonous mouth could swallow Zhu Zheng at any time.

Professor Pickman put down his hand holding the gun dejectedly. He could not fire a second shot because it was very likely to hit Zhu Zheng.

I'll lend you the power of using magic books. In return, merge with me.

As he spoke, Taotie opened his mouth.

At the same time, an extremely cold aura seeped out from the Book of the Dead and enveloped Zhu Zheng.

In the past, every human being would tremble in front of this power and be at the mercy of Mustache.

Because the essence of this power actually comes from the greatest existence among the outer gods.

The god who represents ignorance and chaos and falls into eternal slumber.

But this time is different.

A pair of hands pressed hard against the Taotie's huge mouth.

Zhu Zheng's hands seemed to have magical powers, directly grabbing the illusory spirit body.

I prefer you to be one with me than to be one with you.

The power you contain excites me, and I can't wait.

boom!

Obviously, this is not a solicitation, but a notification.

Zhu Zheng suddenly exerted his strength and directly grabbed the Taotie giant mouth towards himself and slapped it into his heart.

No!

Mustache seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying. He wailed miserably and struggled hard.

But it's too late.

The gate to the abyss opens again.

A terrifying suction force came.

The mustache was bloody and bloody, the soul was twisted, and the body was elongated, and finally disappeared into the abyss like a wisp of smoke.

This is not over yet, the suction force permeates the entire attic world, and all the resentful spirits are pulled into the abyss.

Even Professor Pickman next to him felt like his soul was being pulled away, and he was so frightened that he quickly took a few steps back.

belch!

Zhu Zheng couldn't help but burped.

The door of the abyss closed, and the Necronomicon floating in front of him immediately fell to the ground.

Professor Pickman breathed a sigh of relief, and then all of them collapsed on the ground without any image, completely ignoring the broken bricks and tiles on the ground.

it is finally over?

First, he experienced the pursuit of the Hound of Tindalos, and then encountered the terrifying evil spirit in the book. Professor Pickman still looks frightened, obviously very frightened.

Yes, it's over.

Zhu Zheng walked over with a smile and helped Professor Pickman up.

Professor Pickman stood up smoothly, his lips moved, hesitating again and again, and finally asked his question.

how did you do it?

Zhu Zheng smiled and did not answer.

It's over.

He picked up the Necronomicon again, put it into his backpack, and prepared to leave.

A lot of accidents happened here today, but there were also a lot of gains. He was going to go home and clean up the loot.

At this moment, an old voice sounded.

Young man, please wait a moment. You saved Mistokarnik University. I would like to invite you to join our school and become an honorary professor.