The strange man shook his head and waved his hands, "I don't even know how long I have been staying in this place."
"This place is very evil. No matter whether you go forward or backward, you are always spinning in this hall."
"Well..." Sang Xiaotian pondered for a moment and said, "I wonder who you are, brother, and how did you get here?"
As a special agent, out of professional habits, he began to talk intentionally or unintentionally.
The strange man sighed, picked up a piece of steak on the dinner plate, gnawed on it and said:
"My name is Luo Yan, a native of Xia. I was originally a fisherman from Siam. I participated in an ocean fishing trip ten years ago. After thousands of kilometers away from Siam, we encountered some strange things at sea. When we woke up, something appeared.
On an island..."
……
"Stuck..."
The dilapidated wooden door was pushed open violently, and all three men in the hut were awakened.
The three of them were all fat, sleeping on a low bunk, with numb and dull expressions.
After the door opened, a short, stocky, brown-skinned man walked in and scolded with an impatient expression:
"Don't act like you're dead, come out and line up!"
After saying that, he turned around and left the shabby house.
The three men's expressions remained unchanged, they silently put on their worn sandals and walked out of the house dejectedly.
After they went out, they found that there were several long queues outside the door.
It was midnight at this time, and there was no additional light, so I couldn't see where the end of the line was, I just knew there were a lot of people.
The people in line were just like them. They were all fat and wearing shabby linen clothes, with expressionless expressions on their faces.
The bald fat man among the three was surprised: "What is this for? It doesn't take so many people to draw blood."
He turned to look at Luo Yan next to him and asked: "Brother Luo, you have been here the longest, have you ever seen this scene?"
Luo Yan shook his head: "I've never seen it before. There are only a few dozen vampires on the island. Telling so many people to come over..."
Before he finished speaking, a fat man with rotten teeth covered his mouth.
The fat man whispered: "You are crazy, they hate this word the most, you will be tortured to death."
The fat bald man next to him also nodded nervously: "Yes, yes, yes, please don't hurt us!"
"Bah!" Luo Yan sneered coldly as he pushed his hand away, "I live like an animal. It doesn't matter if I ride on a horse."
Having said that, he didn't dare to mention the word vampire again.
The three of them squeezed into the queue at will, and the people who were blocked didn't care. After all, being forced to use them as food was not a good thing.
The moon rises higher and higher.
The moonlight is also getting weirder and redder.
Under the dark red moonlight, the long team was still walking step by step.
And at some point in the sky, several monsters wearing wizard black robes and full of fangs flew in.
"唳!!!"
When they saw the crowd, they let out a vicious scream and immediately swooped down to catch a few people.
The people who were captured screamed and cried, but they stopped shouting for a long time.
Because those monsters bit the person on the neck right from the moment they caught him.
By the time they reached a high altitude, they had sucked those fat men alive and fucked them.
After satisfying their appetite, the monsters howled happily twice and then threw the shrunken mummies back to the ground.
Bang!
One of the mummified corpses fell right next to Luo Yan's feet. The heavy sound and the twisted expression of the corpse frightened him, and the indifferent recklessness he felt just now disappeared in an instant.
Such a terrible thing happened in front of our eyes, but there was not even a single scream in the crowd.
It’s not that they have become so numb that they have lost their minds, but that those who once dared to call out will receive the same fate.
Those black-robed monsters flew around in the sky for a long time, but they didn't hear the sweet screams of fear. They couldn't help but feel a little angry, and they immediately repeated their tricks and grabbed a few more people to suck their blood.
After going back and forth several times without getting the desired result, the monsters became bored and slowly flew away.
After they left, sighs of relief came from the crowd.
"Woo woo woo..."
A young man in front couldn't help crying.
"Alas..." Luo Yan sighed heavily.
There is no shame in crying.
But if crying can solve the problem, Luo Yan would rather cry his eyes out in exchange for a chance to escape from purgatory.
But no, no one came to save them.
Thinking of this, Luo Yan's hunched back bent down a little more.
The sound of footsteps keeps coming.
In an extremely depressing atmosphere, they walked for several hours from their respective residences to a lake.
There are more than a dozen black-robed monsters flying around above the lake, making frightening screams from time to time.
Li Hong stared blankly at the sparkling lake surface at night, feeling extremely sad.
For the past ten years, he spent most of his time in a simple and small shabby house, and the monster would only summon him when he needed to eat.
He has barely seen the sun a few times, and he has never seen the boss of the group of monsters that others call him.
At this time, the short fat man who had just asked them to come out of the house ran over again carrying a stick, and there were also some people like him who were neatly dressed and carrying wooden sticks.
These people are all slaves of monsters and lackeys of mankind.
By helping monsters manage humans, they have enough food and clothing, and their lives are protected.
The slaves cursed and drove the crowd away, forcing each of them to stand in a position and surround the entire small lake.
After a long time, the dense crowd was like a black line, wrapping the entire lake.
"Hiss..." the fat bald man grinned, "I didn't expect there were so many people on this island."
Luo Yan, who was standing aside, asked curiously: "How do you say it?"
"I heard someone say that this lake has a diameter of seven to eight thousand meters. Look, if a person stands half a meter away, that's 40,000 to 50,000 people."
"Eh?" Luo Yan glanced at him and said, "I didn't realize it, Lao Shao, you are pretty good at arithmetic."
Lao Shao frowned and looked at him, "I used to be an engineer, but I don't know how to do it."
"Oh." Luo Yan responded dully. He was not not curious about Fatty Shao's past and how he was caught.
But so what, it’s not like you’re going to die.
When he thought of this, he couldn't bring himself to care about other things.
Buzz——
At this time, a strange sound echoed across the lake, interrupting Luo Yan's chaotic thoughts.
He suddenly saw that the red moon in the sky actually projected a bright red beam of light into the center of the lake.
Li Hong rubbed his eyes hard and found that the light beam disappeared, as if everything was an illusion.
He looked at the lake with anxiety and curiosity, and found that the lake not far from his feet began to turn red quickly.
The lake water became sticky and slippery with the naked eye, and the blood was greasy and exuded a disgusting dark red light, just like blood.
Gulu...
Gululu...
Suddenly, blood-red faces swarmed onto the lake, frightening Luo Yan, who had been observing the changes in the lake water.
The faces were not densely packed, and they wandered in the lake in twos and threes, until... when a human figure completely condensed with blood flew out of the center of the lake, these faces suddenly rioted, and they swam to the center of the lake with ferocious expressions, surrounding the bloody figure above in anger.
Roaring and cursing.
Even Luo Yan, a mediocre fisherman, can feel the pure malice of being willing to go to hell only to have the other party's body broken into pieces.
But the figure didn't seem to be aware of it. Instead, he slowly opened his arms as if to welcome the cheers of his subjects, and accepted all the scolds and curses directed at him without any scruples.
"Mycenir! You must die a good death!"
"Mycenir! I curse you to hell!"
"Mycenae! God will punish you!
"Mycenir! I will tear you into pieces!!"
……
Endless curses reached the ears of everyone at the lake, and the noise forced them to cover their ears and fall to the ground with pain on their faces.
By this time, Luo Yan, no matter how stupid he was, understood that the bloody man suspended in the air must be performing some evil ritual.
These tens of thousands of them are all sacrifices!
Today... we are all going to die here!
"I eat the blood of all living beings
I eat the lives of all living beings
I eat the evil intentions of all living beings
The infinite sins are all cursed upon me
To pay for evil
The painful soul turns into my strength
Curse of sin
Bitterness turns into my consciousness
All sins are my fault
All evil will be returned to me
All disasters will be returned to me
All power... belongs to me!"
The sound resounded through the eardrums of thousands of people, and the coldness stirred everyone's brains, causing them to scream and roll back and forth on the ground.
Luo Yan endured the pain and struggled to get up, trying to escape from here.
But the moist soil by the lake was like strong glue, binding him firmly to the ground with an invisible and strong force, unable to move.
At this time, the bloody man in the air raised his palm and pointed to a lake shore in the distance.
The hundreds of people there suddenly collapsed into a large mass of blood with a horrifying "crash" sound.
The thick plasma gathered into a blood river and flew off the ground towards the center of the lake. At the same time, part of the crazy cursing faces on the lake also flew up, merged with the blood river suspended in mid-air, and turned into a turbid black stream rushing towards the bloody man.
.
"Wow!"
The black stream touched the bloody man's body and quickly integrated into it, while the bloody man kept moving and began to massacre the lake shores in other directions.
In the distance, Luo Yan was lying on the ground trembling, but his screams of fear were blocked by an invisible force in his throat, and no sound could be made.
As time passed, more and more people turned into blood and were swallowed by demons.
One thousand people...
Three thousand people...
Five thousand people...
Ten thousand people...
Twenty thousand people...
Forty thousand people...
Almost everyone was dead, except for the last hundred or so people in Luo Yan's position.
He lay on the ground in despair, tears of fear covering his face.
Die!
Especially such a horrible way to die, no one will not be afraid.
At this time, the bloody man finally pointed his finger to the final direction.
