Haunted Places Live

The construction of the giant pyramid was progressing extremely fast. Several huge shoggoths sometimes surged into towers, and sometimes fell down into the sea, carrying countless geometric boulders squeezed by their huge bodies towards the mysterious black building.

On the other side, a nightmarish forest of tentacles of suckers, teeth, and thorns wove itself across a mould- and rot-soaked earth in black goat cubs.The Prophet sat on a swollen sac with a dark stream of light, twirling a white flower that looked strange in such a dark environment because it was too ordinary, and weaved the flower into the shape of a ring.

There was a rustling sound, and several mice with ugly human faces came out of the shadows, and crawled tremblingly in the shadows below him.

"How is he?" the Prophet asked.

A lead mouse said in a thin, twisted voice, "He went to see Lynch. Lynch seems to have influenced him."

"How did it affect it?"

"He told Chu Yang not to help you. Chu Yang seemed to be moved by his words. After he came out, his sanity seemed to have recovered, and he was much calmer."

A Lynch is actually more effective than any panacea, and can even offset the impact of excessive use of stigmata on the mind.Is this the complementary effect between the twins?

The Prophet snorted softly, looked at the ring in his hand, and suddenly clenched it tightly.Opening his hand again, the ring had rotted and shrunk into a ball of black ooze, which he shook casually to the ground.

"Call him here."

Ten minutes later, Chu Yang appeared in front of the prophet leaning on a cane.He didn't wear a mask, and the nervous instability condensed in his eyes all the time seemed to have suddenly settled down a lot, and the mental vortex around him, which was always chaotic and spinning rapidly, also calmed down.While still far from "normal", this level of improvement is shocking enough.

"You have changed," said the Prophet.

Chu Yang looked straight at the curved eyes on the prophet's mask with an indifferent expression.He no longer needs to pretend, because at this point, it is impossible for the Prophet not to know his true identity.

The Prophet sighed, stood up from the slowly breathing lump, and looked down at him, "The pyramid will be completed soon, and I want you to help me merge three realities. If possible, the more realities to merge The better."

"What if I can't do it?" Chu Yang asked.

"Can't do it, or don't want to do it?" The Prophet chuckled, "A few words from Lynch made you forget how your friends died?"

"They were killed by me. Even if Antonio took them away, I was the one who killed them in the end." Chu Yang suddenly smiled strangely, "Besides, isn't that what you want to see them die? "

The prophet was silent and did not speak.

Chu Yang looked at him and took a step forward, "Lynch told me something. He said that maybe the one who killed the first few Lin Qis was indeed Xu Shen, but after that, every time he killed Lin Qi, he Become a god of entropy. Because they found that in some realities, I lost Lynch and became stronger, such as the one who used to work for you. That is to say, if Lynch is alive, I will be content with the status quo, I don't want to bring about a big collapse. Only when Lynch dies and everyone around me dies will I go crazy and complete your so-called mission."

Know first, "So, you think your friends' deaths were also arranged by me?"

"Don't you admit it?" Chu Yang asked.

"I admit that I deliberately forced you to use the stigmata frequently to release your abilities. But the death of your friends is indeed not my arrangement." The prophet walked towards Chu Yang along a black tentacle, "But it's not like By chance. You should have asked Antonio yourself."

"Who is the god behind you? The king in yellow, or Nyarlathotep?" Chu Yang asked, and suddenly smiled strangely, "Everything we all do, which one is real? Is it out of our own will? Or are we all marionettes, being manipulated at will by those so-called gods, and if we fail, we will be thrown aside?"

"Is there anything wrong with being manipulated?" The Prophet had already walked in front of Chu Yang, his body was always filled with a strange dark atmosphere, as if it could be embodied as countless steaming black silk satin, swaying around him Wu, "In this way, we don't have to bear the consequences for everything we do. Those people you killed are no longer your fault. Don't you feel very relaxed?"

Pale confusion floated in Chu Yang's eyes, "But how do you know which ones are at their mercy and which ones are caused by ourselves?"

If he hadn't tried to deceive the gods, he wouldn't have killed Chen Yi, Zhu Heze and Su Yu while in a state of insanity.If he hadn't released that death song for the chance of becoming famous, it wouldn't have caused so many people to commit suicide, and everything else would have been different.Maybe, grandpa won't die either.

"If everything is controlled by them, is there any point in opening the closed reality? If the finalized reality is still arranged, what is the difference from the present?" Chu Yang shook his head, "Goodbye to the dead, what's the point? Use? Those who went through this with me are dead, dead in the mistakes I made. As long as they existed, they will exist forever, and what happened can’t be changed.”

"If it is possible?" The prophet's tone was almost bewitching, and the eyes behind the mask were also entwined on him. "After the collapse, when the closed reality is opened, you will see the gods. You can even see Yog Soto Si, see Azathoth, the core of the universe without consciousness. They transcend not only all reality, but time and space. At the moment of liberation, your consciousness will be absorbed by Azathoth, and that moment Here, you can do anything, fix any mistakes, bring back anyone who is in a state of uncertainty between existence and non-existence. This is what we believe in, the final confirmed perfect reality."

Accompanied by his tone, Chu Yang seemed to be able to see the huge dark matter rolling and changing in the endless darkness, the god of all things covering countless galaxies, countless realities and countless times.All order and chaos are born from it, it is extremely powerful, but it is extremely stupid, because it cannot form consciousness because of too strong entropy.Chu Yang seemed to see countless unimaginable pure madness dancing in the cosmic palace decorated with galaxies.They were born from the god of ignorance, stretched out their boundless tentacles and nebula, and sowed their own seeds on the barren planets.

It is a majestic image that will make people forget their own existence after looking at it for a long time, but in the majesty there is the fear and madness brought by the original deep in the soul.He felt that his body was being sucked into the black vortex that contained everything, his body seemed to be dissolving and disappearing rapidly, and all senses were being extended to the extreme, extending to every corner of the universe.All of a sudden it was as if all the constraints were gone, the ones he didn't even know existed were swallowed up, everything was so easy, so simple.

And the voice of the prophet still echoed in his ears, "Help me start the big crunch, you can change everything and eliminate all mistakes. You can save Chen Yi, Zhu Heze, Su Yu and Song Liangshu, you can save your grandfather, you And save all the people you ever cared about."

All the people he cared about...

And what about people he doesn't know or even know exist?Can he really decide whether those people exist or not?What is perfect reality?Does perfect reality really exist?How can he achieve the result that so many people have been unable to achieve through the efforts of so many people throughout the ages?

Chu Yang's mind began to fluctuate violently, and he broke free from the illusion woven by the prophet.His footsteps were a little unsteady, he held his cane tightly, raised his eyes and stared at the prophet, "If I don't help you, what will you do to Lynch?"

"Lin Qi is very important. After all, starting the big collapse requires the cooperation of Chu Yang and Lin Qi. So, as long as you don't give up, I won't hurt him." Know first.

Chu Yang pursed his lips tightly, and the light in his eyes began to flicker again, obviously still shaking.He took a step back, "Let me think about it."

The Prophet nodded, but did not force him, and let him leave like this.

A human-faced mouse was lying on the folds of the black goat cub, flatteringly saying, "Aren't you afraid that he will run away with Lynch? After all, there are not many people who can stop him now..."

"He won't escape." There was no complacency in the prophet's voice, but a bit of sadness.

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Chu Yang's mind fell into chaos again, and the voices began to become noisy again.He wanted to get away from it all, so he started walking south, trying to find a quieter place.The Devourers and the Holy Race encountered along the way did not dare to stop him. They watched him cautiously, as if he was a time bomb that would explode at any time and destroy everything.

Even the so-called "villains" are afraid of him.

His fingers kept rubbing the ring on his left hand, and what Lynch had said to him kept echoing in his mind.

"I don't care if you are a monster or not, no matter what crime you have committed, if you go to hell, I will go with you."

This sentence was regarded by him as something that could fight against other auditory hallucinations, and he repeated it in his mind over and over again.

In this way, he didn't have to revisit Chen Yi's shocked eyes looking at him before he died, the feeling of Su Yu struggling in his hands because of suffocation, and Zhu Heze's heartbreaking cry of "die together" at the end.

And the last sad look of grandpa before he died.

Everything was destroying, burning... In the end, there was nothing left but Lynch's voice hovering in his head.

Lynch never told him he loved him.

He never said anything like that to Lynch either.

He remembered being so unsure that someone like Lynch would be interested in him.But now, this is the only thing he can believe.

But at this moment, there was a commotion ahead.He saw several Devourers with a shoggoth seeming to surround a group of people.

The cries and pleadings made Chu Yang frowned.He walked over to the group.

It turned out to be a group of zero-level observers.

How could zero-level observers come to such a place?Don't die?And... how did they come this far and survive?

Those people described it as very embarrassing, and there were even old people with blood on their bodies, but they didn't know whose blood it was.

The arm of a devourer has begun to change into the form of hook claws, apparently intending to attack the group of zero-level civilians.Chu Yang then said, "What's going on?"

Seeing that it was Chu Yang, the devourers immediately moved away in fear.One of them said, "I don't know where these zero-levels came from. They said they wanted to exchange some enemies for some girls. Then they want to pass us to Nottingham City. It's crazy."

Chu Yang looked at the civilians.The two men in the lead were indeed carrying human figures in cloth bags on their shoulders, and the sacks were soaked with blood.The eyes of those civilians were also a little strange, clearly frightened, yet inexplicably brightened with excitement.

The two civilian leaders saw that Chu Yang seemed to be a leader of the Devourer with a high status, and immediately leaned forward flatteringly, "Mr. Devourer, we know that those people from the Four Holy Sees are your enemies, and we will help you catch them." Two, I hope you can be merciful, return the six-year-old girl captured earlier to her mother, and then allow us to pass through your land."

After they finished speaking, they immediately untied the sack, revealing the faces of the two members of the Four Holy See who were killed by them.

There was a bang in Chu Yang's head, and the mental fluctuations that had been calmed down by Lin Qi's comfort, completely collapsed again.

His eyes were wide open, and even his voice was stuck in his throat, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.

Impossible... how could this happen?

Xu Bai...Xiao Yiquan...

Aren't they gone?

It's just a group of zero-level observers, how could it be...

It's not them...not them!

He took a step forward, but he stumbled and fell down in front of the two blood-stained corpses almost in a state of embarrassment.

Bai Dian's exquisite face was not at all calm at this moment, his eyes were wide open, and the last despair and hatred were still condensed in his pupils.And Xiao Yiquan next to him had a calm expression, but it was more like he didn't have time to understand what happened to him.

Both of their chests were covered in blood and flesh, and Xiao Yiquan's was more serious.The bullet seemed to have passed through his body and hit Bai Dian.

Chu Yang looked up and saw the military rifle in the woman's hand...

Those civilians were still chattering, but Chu Yang couldn't hear them all.His trembling fingers caressed Bai Dian's eyes, but no matter how much he caressed, he refused to close them.

Obviously the last time they met, they were still so fresh.He never imagined that that brief encounter in a different reality was actually the last.

He still remembers the first time he saw Baidian at Lynch's house, he was so beautiful, beyond gender.Laying on the sofa in a soft sweater, as lazy as a cat.

He also remembered the first time he met Xiao Yiquan in the hospital, the gentle doctor took the initiative to comfort him and told him not to care about the old man's crazy words.

The memory is still so fresh, but the person is already cold.

Gone, all gone.

All the people he cared about died.

The man who was chattering suddenly became speechless.A vine wrapped around his throat, and a needle-like thorn at the tip of the vine pierced his brain mercilessly.

So Chu Yang saw it, saw everything that happened to Xu Bai and Xiao Yiquan.

He watched helplessly as his two soft-hearted friends walked towards their own destruction step by step.

And all this is because they are kind.

It's just because they don't want to let these civilians die.

But what did they get?

Maybe the Radicals and the Prophets are right, some people just don't deserve to be saved, and don't deserve to exist.

After the explosive pain, followed by a fiery and violent anger like the fire of hell.This time there was no guilt, no sadness, just pure, destructive fire.It was as if the anger over the death of Chen Yi and the three of them burned up together.

The fire of mad rage.

The vines exploded from Chu Yang's chest, gorgeous and gorgeous, matching the terrified screams of those civilians, so unnatural.Countless vines rolled up each of the perpetrators, entangled their limbs, lifted them up into the air.

The golden-green color in Chu Yang's eyes was dazzling, so bright that it was strangely bright, his voice was hoarse with pain and anger, "Why!!! Why!!! They protect you, but you want to kill them!!!"

But the civilians couldn't answer, the vines were too tight, and the juice corroded their skin, making their whole bodies in severe pain like being soaked in acid.Their screams broke out from their strangled throats, and Chu Yang's ears actually aroused a bit of... pleasure...

He vaguely knew that this might be the last threshold.

Before, no matter how crazy or painful, except in those cases of delirious loss of control, he had never deliberately attacked civilians.

This time, if he kills them, he can't go back.

But what are you going to do?

Do you want to let these bastards live?

Why... Why are Xu Bai and Xiao Yiquan going to die, but these bastards are still alive?

The Devourers around him were petrified by his anger.There were bloody tears streaming from Chu Yang's eyes, but a distorted smile appeared on his face.

"You want to die so much, I will fulfill you."

Then, those vines quickly drilled through all the holes on the civilians, wantonly corroding and tearing their internal organs.Amidst the heart-piercing screams of all the civilians, their bodies were completely torn apart, and their flesh and blood were scattered all over the sky, like an unusually red rainstorm.

The blood dripped on Chu Yang's face and body, making him look like a ghost crawling out of an unknown pit of hell.