——I have encountered them, but I don’t know at all. But it can be roughly converted: the ancient rulers and the three pillars of the original gods are equivalent to the ancient evil gods and the lords of chaos. I don’t know if they are about the same strength or simply different camps.
So it seems that there is little hope of summoning the ancient evil god as a living sacrifice...
Do we need to capture a few more sacrifices, let them cosplay into the images of Sadako, Kayako, Chu Renmei, and Jason, and then sacrifice them...?
After struggling for a while, Mu Su decided to sacrifice the high-ranking lord first, just in case the second uncle whom he had never met was summoned.
Mu Su stretched out his arms, and the oilcloth fell from his shoulders. He closed his eyes, and his whole body began to change.
Yinghua learned the lesson this time and retreated quietly.
The high-ranking lord struggled unabated, but saw Mu Su opening his eyes and catching a glimpse. He turned around and saw Yinghua standing a few steps away, snickering, and went to pry off the high-ranking lord's fingers.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu”
I have to say that the old bell ringer’s skills are really good.
Just as Musu picked up a sharp stone and planned to carve a picture of living in Fuchun Mountain on the arm of the high-ranking lord, Yinghua gently pulled Musu's sleeve.
"Is that your second uncle?"
She stared blankly at the coast, as if she saw something. The same was true for the high-ranking lord, who stopped struggling and looked at the sea.
The two of them seemed to be stupid.
Mu Su held the stone and looked at it.
Along the shore, cut the rain line.
The bright light sinks to the bottom of the sea.
Miraculous meatballs rise from the Dead Sea, and the meatballs emit strange mist.
The wonderful mist flows with the wind, and whispers come from afar.
Mu Su's tattered clothes swayed in the wind.
Right here at the corner of the sea.
The players were furious and couldn't wait to go to other players' live broadcast rooms to inform them of the news.
Everyone's hair stood on end. They knew very well what this fog was and what was in it. And without the wooden house blocking them, what should they do next?
Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!!!
The rapid ringing of the bell suddenly rang, making people feel uneasy and confused.
The students and teachers in the school building were stunned, and hysterical roars followed closely.
"The fog is coming!!!"
"The fog is coming!!!"
"The fog is coming!!!"
The last sentence was almost hoarse, and it seemed to be a hoarse scream made of all the strength.
The two dozen school buildings were quiet for a moment, and the next moment, chaotic screams and chaos broke out.
The tables and chairs were moved sideways, and the students stood up in panic, screaming and screaming.
The teachers barely calmed down the students' panic and stumbled to the open space.
The light rain stopped falling, and thick fog rolled in close to the gray sea surface under the slope.
"It's not even night yet!"
"How come now..."
"We want to go back to town...we want to go back to town!"
The teachers fell into panic, and several ran away, hoping to return to the town before the fog arrived.
When-when-when-when-
A more distant and majestic bell rang from the small town of Wanghaijiao, and little lights lit up from the center.
"It's too late..." The principal of the school building, an old man with a gray beard, was trembling all over and shouted amidst the rapid ringing of the bell.
"All teachers and students return to their classrooms, close the doors, and light everything that can be ignited!"
He repeated it for the third time before the teacher woke up as if from a dream. Everyone pulled him and staggered back to the school building, with the door slamming constantly.
Fear is contagious. The classroom was filled with cries and screams. Even the players were at a loss and didn't know how to deal with it.
…
Thick fog rolled and surged close to the sea, rushing onto the beach in an instant, engulfing Mu and Su who were standing on the beach.
"So is my second uncle in the thick fog or is my summoning method wrong again?" Mu Su asked the silhouette around him calmly and with a confused voice.
"The sacrifice is still alive, so it shouldn't be you." Yinghua said.
Transparent Bridge: No matter whether it is true or not, it is best not to admit it, otherwise you will be miserable.
"I did it! I summoned the thick fog!" Mu Su, a hero who dares to die without doing anything wrong, shouted with his chest raised and his head held high.
Transparent Bridge held his forehead in pain.
She shouldn't have said this.
…
Thick fog filled the slopes, and dim candlelight gradually lit up in the classrooms.
The hazy mist that spread into the hut was dispersed by the candlelight, and the players' vision returned to clarity.
But not all classrooms have time to light candles.
In one of the classrooms, the teacher desperately discovered that he had no flint and thick fog had arrived.
All the students subconsciously held their breath, and only suppressed gasps and sobs could be heard in the classroom.
Ta-ta-
In the invisible darkness, Mo Xiaoxuan's heart tightened.
She heard footsteps.
The sound of footsteps should not have appeared at this moment.
Ta-ta-
The sound of footsteps echoed, becoming increasingly clear amid the sobbing around her. She suddenly lowered her head in confusion, her eyes in the darkness showing strangeness and incomprehension.
The sound of footsteps... Why does it sound from within the body...?
…
The weak candlelight swayed, although it was not bright, it brought a sense of peace to the children.
Wanwan was sitting in the middle of the room. He felt that he was lucky to be protected by the students. Regardless of whether he was safe or not, at least he had some peace of mind.
This sense of security did not last long. He saw with horror that a strange hand as black as ink extended from under the door and reached out like a shadow to the desk a few meters away.
Wanwan looked around and found that no one except himself noticed anything strange.
He was about to give a reminder, but the next moment——
puff--
Strange hands climbed onto the lectern and extinguished the burning core.
Darkness enveloped the classroom.
The screams intensified, and after a few seconds, there was no sound at all.
…
Wang Wen Wen Che looked at the weak candle light and felt uneasy, so he suggested lighting the fabric on fire, then dismantling the tables and chairs and burning them.
The proposal was approved, and the more daring players quietly moved tables and chairs to make room in the center and lit a fire.
The bright firelight made everyone feel safe, until at one moment, a long song came to everyone's ears from outside the door.
"Ten Haijiao children are running around for food; one chokes to death and cannot be saved, and only nine out of ten are left."
"The nine children who looked at the sea were so sleepy late at night that they fell asleep and died. Of the nine, only eight were left."
"Eight children looking at the Cape went hunting for novelties in the thick fog; if one was left there, only seven of the eight would be left."
"Seven Wanghai Cliff kids made trouble and smashed through the wall; their heads exploded and they died, leaving only six out of seven."
"Six children looking at the sea, playing with the evil spirits to make them angry; when they flew up and took a breath of life, there were only five left out of six."
"Five children looking at the sea, afraid of the thick fog, went to warm themselves by the fire; they were haunted by the flames until they died, and only four of the five remained."
"Four Wanghaijiao children went out together and met with disaster; a monster swallowed a bloody one, and only three of the four were left."
"Three Wanghaijiao children were in trouble in the school building; dead bodies suddenly fell from the sky, and only two of the three were left."
"Two children looking at the sea, sighing under the rafters; the hanging rope falling from the sky is sad, only one of the two is left."
"A child looks at the sea corner, and only one person comes back; he hangs his head and commits suicide in this life, and there is no one left." (https:)
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