Horror simulator, if you survive till tomorrow, you win

Perhaps because Ito Jun was staring at the ghouls, or perhaps because these ghouls were mutated from cursed humans, Shikino's attack was effective, but the power was too small and the bullets only barely broke through the defense.

The attacked ghoul became angry and lunged forward with a growl. Shikino dodged and the ghoul pounced on another person, biting off that person's face with its sharp fangs.

"Aa ...

With screams of fear and pain, everyone turned and ran, and two zombies chased after them.

After the others had run away, Ito Jun came out.

"Hold on, you have to hold on to destroy these monsters."

While saying positive words, Ito Jun was looking vigilantly at the pit where the zombies were hiding. Pairs of eyes were staring at him from the darkness. He could feel the disgust in the gazes, but no zombies came out. Was it because of the old seal?

Ito Jun rubbed his fingers on the old seal and held the pistol tightly, not daring to shoot easily.

Instead, he opened his backpack, took out all the remote-controlled bombs from the bag, and stuck them on the walls on both sides.

There is no other way. The pistol is too weak and may not hit the target. It is better to set up a bomb trap and blow them all up.

The IQ of these monsters is probably not high enough to recognize a bomb.

When Ito Jun was setting up the bomb, Shikino and others were forced into a dead end. The corridor was getting wider and wider, but when they reached the end, it was a cliff. It was dark below and they couldn't see how deep it was.

"I'm a girl, you will protect me, right?"

Shikino stood on the edge of the cliff and said with his head down.

The four looked at Shikino at a loss. Shikino turned around and pointed his gun at the members: "Fight them in order."

"The opponent is immortal. We can't possibly win..."

The members looked confused, and Jiangkou said excitedly.

"Shut up!!"

Shikino interrupted him forcefully.

"Oh, I'll go, that's simply a cult. It doesn't matter. I have the gods' blessing."

Tanaka took out a cross ornament and although he was trembling, he still mustered up his courage.

"Hey, are you serious?"

"Your PE score is only 2!"

The members nearby quickly stopped him.

"And then there are you!"

Shikino pointed the gun at Koizumi and Yamashita who were trying to persuade Tanaka, adjusted his glasses, and spoke coldly.

"It doesn't matter if you use stone or wood, just protect me to the end. Isn't that why you came here?"

Koizumi and Yamashita were speechless and looked at Shikino in fear.

They have been together for two years, but they find that they have never really known Shikino. How can that 36-degree mouth say such cold words? !

Chapter 52: Justice Execution

Tanaka picked up two bones, arranged them in the shape of a cross, and walked towards the zombie tremblingly.

"In the name of the Holy Father and the Holy Son, demon! Get out of here!"

Tanaka mustered up his courage and shouted loudly.

The hymn of humanity is the hymn of courage.

This statement is absolutely not applicable to the Japanese horror worldview, which makes no sense at all.

The two ghouls opened their mouths and jumped towards the field at the same time.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, Tanaka's head fell backwards, and his waist was broken.

The two zombies split Tanaka into three parts, and his Holy Father and Holy Son showed no intention of blessing him.

Perhaps, his Father and Son never existed.

Perhaps, his Holy Father and Holy Son are also unknown evil gods.

In short, he is dead.

Koizumi and Yamashita were trembling with fear. They couldn't even move, let alone rush forward.

Their bodies have been taken over by fear.

The ghoul bit off a piece of meat and swallowed it, then looked towards Shikino and the others.

"Is it not possible to delay the time?"

Shikino bit his lip, looked back into the bottomless abyss, and made a difficult decision.

After turning off the safety and putting the pistol on his body, Shikino suddenly grabbed Koizumi and Yamashita's arms and jumped off the cliff.

"Ahhhhhhhhh-!"

The screams echoed in the cave, and Ito Jun couldn't help but look sideways.

"It sounds like it's tragic."

Ito Jun made an expression of deep sympathy, then took out a Type 76 Molotov cocktail and threw it into the cave where the zombies lived.

"boom!"

The moment the Molotov cocktail burst, flames rose, illuminating the dark cave, and the zombies were also burned by the flames.

Speaking of which, although there are rumors that the Old Seal is like feces to mythical creatures, it does have mysterious power in the setting of Cthulhu mythology. Some say it can seal Cthulhu, and some say it has the power of the old gods.

However, the effect of a single old seal is indeed not great. It is not wrong to say that it is excrement. At least after being attacked, the zombies ignored their disgust for the old seal, crawled out of the puddle and pounced on Ito Jun.

The zombie with burning liquid still on its body was like a salamander, leaving a trail of flames wherever it passed. In comparison, it looked more powerful and less disgusting.

Ito Jun pressed the remote control without changing his expression. A violent explosion blew a zombie in half. The explosions continued, flames and shock waves echoed, and even the protruding rocks on the rock wall were blown down. Sharp wails resounded in the dark cave.

Ito Jun hid in the corner. The distance of more than 20 meters weakened the impact of the bomb to the minimum. Even so, he could still feel the aftermath of the heat.

After the explosion subsided, Ito Jun walked over cautiously with a pistol in hand.

There were corpses everywhere, and more than a dozen zombies were blown to pieces. Although the charred corpses were still squirming, they obviously couldn't be put back together.

Ito Jun opened the backpack, took out latex gloves and put them on, stuffed the remaining grenades and Molotov cocktails into both sides of the backpack, then used a knife to cut off the mouth of a zombie and put it into the backpack.

After putting the dagger away, Ito Jun suddenly felt a little confused.

When did I become so skilled in handling corpses?

"------!"

The rustling sound brought Ito Jun back to his senses, and without thinking, he threw a Type 76 Molotov cocktail to the back.

The firelight illuminated the whole place, and Ito Jun heard the roar of the zombies.

The two zombies that were chasing Shikino and the others are back again!

When Ito Jun turned around, he saw a wall formed by fire dividing the two sides of the cave. Two strange-looking monsters were lying on the opposite side. Apparently because they were afraid of the fire, they always stayed on the other side, staring at Ito Jun with meaningless eyes.

Ito Jun took a few steps back, observed a two-second silence for Shikino and others, then took out a grenade and threw it over.

"boom!"

There was another explosion, and the shock wave and flames knocked the two zombies against the wall. After falling to the ground, they were still able to move.

"It's still not powerful enough. I need to find a way to get some materials to make a more powerful bomb."

While muttering to himself, Ito Jun threw two more grenades, which killed both zombies.

After counting the equipment, only an old seal, a dagger, a pistol, twenty bullets and a grenade were left.

"Hmm... it's a little troublesome."

The firepower was not sufficient, mainly because Ito Jun did not expect that there would be so many zombies.

However, it is enough to avoid the zombies and deal with humans only.

Ito Jun packed his weapons and continued walking deeper into the cave, holding only the old seal and his cell phone in his hands. Using the flashlight function of his cell phone for illumination, he continued walking deeper into the cave.

Well, now that I'm here, I should at least get something else besides the old seal.

There were probably only so many zombies in the cave. Ito Jun walked around but didn’t find anything new. He looked up and saw that the bottom level was just like this. What about the upper levels?

After great effort, Ito Jun climbed to the upper level of the cave, walked all the way to the end, and saw a way out.

He successfully walked out of the cave where the ghouls lived.

It was still noon, the sun was shining brightly in the sky, and the warm sunlight shone on the earth, dispelling the dampness in the cave for Ito Jun.

The sea breeze blew, the branches swayed, and the fishy smell in the air made the smell of the sunshine turbid.

When Jun Ito returned to the town, there were few people on the streets and the silent atmosphere was a bit eerie.

Ito Jun returned to the hotel first. The hotel owner was sleeping behind the bar. Ito Jun quietly walked over and looked at the sleeping hotel owner. A murderous thought arose in his heart.

After all, he was a cultist who was performing human sacrifices, so killing him would be a way of getting rid of harm to the people. That’s right, I am enforcing justice for the people!

Ito Jun talked to himself as the blade scratched the innkeeper's neck and bright red blood spurted out. The innkeeper suddenly opened his eyes wide, covered his throat and fell down, making a "gulp" sound.

"First."

The corners of Ito Jun's mouth rose slightly.

"I want to walk from south to north, and from day to night. I want people to see me, but not know who I am. If you see that I am a little tired, please pour me a glass of water."

Jun Ito walked along the streets of the town, humming songs he had heard in his previous life.

He walked from the sunny street into the dim house, took the water cup handed over by the islander, and handed over the sharp dagger.

Walking along the street through the town, there is a hillside behind the town. On the hillside there is a small church, which is about the size of a single-family house. Most of the islanders gather around the church, preparing for the evening ceremony.

Ito Jun counted and found that there were about seventy people, all of them middle-aged and elderly people, and the youngest was about thirty years old.

Are there no young people, or have all the young people gone out?

Such a question flashed through Ito Jun's mind, but he didn't care.

Chapter 53: The Little Horn

"There are too many people... Otherwise, let's just forget about it today."

Jun Ito did a very simple calculation problem.

Twenty bullets, a grenade and a dagger are definitely not enough to kill more than seventy people.

After a little thought, Ito Jun avoided the sight of the islanders and went around to the back of the church.

As expected, the church had a back door and it was not locked, so Ito Jun entered the church through the back door.

There was only one priest praying in the empty church, and the object of his prayer was not a cross or a crucifix, but a stone statue.

The stone statue has nothing to do with Christianity. It is an old man holding a long staff, dressed like a practitioner from Area 11, but his beard is like tentacles and his ears are a little strange.

"Who is this?"

Ito Jun asked the priest.

"A visitor from outside?"

The priest was stunned for a moment when he saw Ito Jun, but he didn't show anything unusual and seemed not to know Ito Jun.

"I came to the island to sightsee with my friends. I got separated from them and came to take a look when I saw the celebration taking place here."

Ito Jun said without changing his expression.

"I see. I hope this trip will bring you happiness."

The priest gave Ito Jun a friendly smile.

“He doesn’t seem to be Jesus, nor is he Jehovah?”

Ito Jun pointed at the statue and asked the priest.

"This is Master Yi Xiaojiao, the reincarnation of the Holy Son in Area 11."

The priest's expression became a little more serious, and he spoke solemnly.