Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

"Father, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Heng's shout made Ben turn around subconsciously, but as soon as he was halfway through speaking, he felt something was wrong.

Since it was Wu Heng who brought him the trial, why would he come to him? The Wu Heng in front of him was probably fake. Ben took two steps back slightly, and when he was about to escape,

However, he found that Wu Heng's vision was a little strange. After calling his name, he never looked at him again, but stared at the position behind him, as if there was something behind him.

Ben turned back following Wu Heng's gaze.

"Oh, it looks like we have a new friend. Ben, can you come up first?"

A sound came from the stairs leading to the third floor. The sound was like a scalpel, cutting through the silence in the museum.

When Ben heard this nightmarish voice, his heart beat like a drum in his chest. Sweat flowed from his forehead and armpits. His chest hair was tangled together, and another memory burst into his mind.

As soon as Wu Heng went upstairs, he saw the bubble shoes and big orange buttons twisting out from the shadows on the stairs opposite the corridor. It was Pennywise the Clown.

This is different from the false clown in the church. Wu Heng did not use pigeons to construct this illusion, it is real.

This was his first meeting with it.

Pennywise the clown stood at the top of the stairs opposite, looking down at him.

Its face was painted white with oil paint, grinning strangely, and staring at Wu Heng with its sunken black eyes.

Pennywise's left hand was holding a bunch of balloons, which were tied to a book, and his right hand was holding a child's broken leg like a chicken leg. It stared at Wu Heng for a long time, and then turned to Ben.

"Come up, Ben." Pennywise called downstairs.

"I won't hurt you, I have a book for you! A book and a balloon, come on!"

Ben subconsciously took a step closer to Wu Heng. He was not sure whether Wu Heng was fake, but the clown behind him was definitely real.

He wanted to shout back: You are crazy to think that I would go up there!

But he didn't dare to say anything.

"Quack, I know you don't dare to speak!" Pennywise continued to shout with a smile, "I almost fooled you just now, right?"

"Oh, sir, I'm sorry, do you have a can of Prince Albert? Really? You'd better let the poor guy out! Oh, ma'am, I'm sorry, your refrigerator is running. Really? !.Then you’d better chase it!”

Pennywise, the clown, stood on the landing and said a bunch of weird words, like he was telling funny jokes.

It threw its head back and laughed. The laughter was like a swarm of black bats reverberating in the dome. The sound beyond normal decibels was very harsh.

This laughter made Ben's legs tremble uncontrollably.

"Ben, remember why you came in this time. If you do this, maybe you should burn the postcard."

Wu Heng took five steps forward, and when he was two meters away from Ben, he spoke in an emotionless and indifferent voice.

"Father."

Wu Heng's words reminded Ben of his original intention. The panic in him slowly recovered. He slowly raised his head and stared at the clown, and said what he did not dare to say just now:

"When I really come to you, you won't want to see me, because we will kill you!"

When the clown heard this, he screamed and laughed again:

"Kill me? Kill me?"

It seemed as if it heard a joke that was funnier than the news report in Florida, and laughed exaggeratedly.

Then the voice suddenly became very scary, imitating the voice of the movie Little Black Slave:

"Don't kill me, Master!"

"I'm a good nigga, don't kill me, little nigger, Haystack!"

After saying that, he continued to laugh loudly.

‘Haystack’ was Ben’s nickname when he was a child. Although Ben wanted to face the clown bravely, the neurohormones secreted by his brain still frightened him. His face turned pale and he felt like he was going to vomit.

The clown's eyes turned to Wu Heng again.

"Come up, Father," it shouted.

"What do you say, let's talk about it, talk about it without prejudice?"

Wu Heng looked at the clown's ferocious smile standing in the shadow of the stair platform, and he took a few steps forward.

"I think it's good, but I don't like talking with my head raised. Maybe you can come down. This place is wide enough to accommodate dozens of people."

When the clown heard this, he laughed even more exaggeratedly.

It dropped the book in its hand on the ground, let go of the balloon in its hand, and the balloon flew all the way to the dome.

“Father, you should raise your head to talk to me, just as you raise your head to talk to God.”

"The Bible says God is light, but in fact I am the only light in this universe, so God is me!"

Its arms were spread out and its neck was twisted weirdly, just like the way it hung on the giant wooden cross in Ben's first hallucination.

As if to say, it is Jesus Christ.

But there is nothing sacred about it, instead it looks like a monkey asking for fruit.

"Father, record our conversation!"

"The Bible needs to add chapter 1190, which is the explanation of the 'true identity of God'. Come and see the real light!"

Clown Pennywise's mouth suddenly opened like an open suitcase, and an orange-red light beam shot out from his throat, like a searchlight, shining straight at Wu Heng.

Wu Heng dodged instantly, but he was still unable to match the speed of light. The light shone on his body, making Wu Heng feel lost for a moment, as if his body had been bitten by fear.

But the turtle shell on his hand helped him resist the light, and he was not affected.

After he dodged, the light shone on the library assistant girl behind him.

The girl's expression was one of surprise for a moment, then she lost her look, and slowly floated into the air, bursting like a bubble. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether it was a real person or an NPC in the hallucination.

"Oh~! Damn turtle!"

After the clown saw that the turtle shell blocked the beam, the light in its mouth was withdrawn by it, and it jumped up in anger.

"I hate turtles!!"

"Damn turtle!"

It clenched its fists with both hands, like a bodybuilder showing off his chest muscles, with his arms half-bent in front of his chest, and his face and mouth were twisted to express his anger.

Wu Heng really wanted to teach it an action of stamping its feet to express anger to enrich its body language.

"I'm sorry, but I don't believe in God any more than I like light."

Wu Heng used his fingers to make an imaginary cross on his chest, and stated his point of view using the priest's body movements and words.

It's like saying something trivial.

But he knew that this clown was not lying. 'It' was indeed the only light in the universe, the light of death.

It's just that the searchlight in the clown's split mouth is like the difference between a firefly and the moon.

Pennywise the Clown is very angry. He just wants to eat some people and eat Maguling. What's wrong with him?

"Father, if you are going to fight me, this is your only chance."

"You are like a cactus that cannot bear fruit, but if it bears fruit, it will be delicious to eat."

The clown staggered down the stairs, grinning ferociously:

"You don't believe in God, so you want to redeem yourself, Father? I advise you to give up!"

"I'm telling you, I'm the last survivor of an extinct species, the only survivor on a dying planet."

"I'm here to steal all the women, rape all the men, and learn how to make peppermint nuggets."

After it finished speaking, it waved its hands wildly and made a gesture of mixing drinks.

His right hand was still holding the child's bloody broken leg, and the large clown costume was tumbling and flying. The instigated air flow blew the books on the bookshelf to the floor like throwing cards, and Ben was blown back two steps in a row.

Wu Heng seemed to have roots under his feet and stood there easily.

The clown is approaching again. The long pointed armor on its fingers does not look like a fictional thing. It really exists and has lethality.

An exorcism order suddenly appeared in Wu Heng's hand, and the moment it appeared, he swiped it.

‘Since we have to take action, let’s take action first! ’

The clown disappeared, and the severed leg in its hand fell to the glass aisle with a bang. The sound was indescribable.

"I think... we had a great time talking!"

The sound of the clown, like the sound of a shovel scraping the bottom of a pot, came from the landing again, as if it had been standing there without moving.

There was anger in its voice:

"Run away, leave before dark, or I will find you tonight!"

Wu Heng didn't seem to hear the clown's words. He took two steps forward and reached out to pick up the broken leg on the ground:

"Do not waste!"

The severed leg in his hand instantly became dry, and then disappeared into Wu Heng's hand.

A burst of energy was transferred into the body, equivalent to the amount of a curser. It was worthy of the cooked shank of Pennywise the Clown.

Then Wu Heng raised his head, looked at the clown with big orange buttons on his clothes, and replied gently:

"Thank you for reminding me, I will escape soon."

His tone was like thanking a kind person for the reminder.

Wu Heng knew that the reason why the clown was not strong at the moment was that Ben Hanscom had just experienced the church clown, his fear had just been pierced, and the numbness of his nerves had not yet eased.

And Wu Heng himself does not provide it with fear, so the clown's enhancement is very limited.

It's like a dry, uninflated balloon!

But Wu Heng also felt the clown's troubles.

He was a little worried about the protagonist and the others, and planned to find more power.

"Then, this party is over, let's take our leave now, Mr. Pennywise!"

Wu Heng put his hand on Ben's shoulder, and with the help of the turtle shell, he returned to the church like switching the application interface on his mobile phone.

Red walls and sacred frescoes reappear.

Ben immediately turned around and looked at Wu Heng, who was still sitting in the original position. He had many questions in his heart. He didn't know whether the illusion just now was real or a fake created by Wu Heng.

Wu Heng was thinking about his next plan.

He originally wanted to shape the seven protagonists into characters who were reborn and ignored fear, but as soon as Ben was created, Pennywise targeted him and invaded the fantasy world.

Although I knew that these seven people had already been marked with marks from the town of Delhi.

I just didn't expect that far away from the town of Derry, the clown could have such a strong impact and value so many people.

In this case, people in Delhi Town will not be able to use it.

We can only find solutions from the outside world.

His current address is Hemington, Nebraska, one of the leading agricultural states.

There are a large number of farmers in the area, 58% of whom are Protestants.

Wu Heng likes smart teammates and dislikes smart enemies.

But equally, he doesn't like smart subordinates.

Because only by being ignorant can we be fearless.

And this is close to the western region that the farmer likes best.

It snowed heavily in Xi'an in the afternoon, which was a little unexpected and delayed my time. I originally wanted to ask for leave, but I didn't want to.

As of now, I owe 800 words, and I don’t have enough time, so I’ll post this much today.

This writer's APP clocks in, and it must be considered absent from work, but I just don't want readers to wait in vain.

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