The man looked at the sky, looking at the scarlet eyes hiding in the shadows.
"You are looking at me too, right? Stop hiding, I have seen you. Come out, come out! Come out all of me!"
The sound became louder and louder, and the whole street was filled with the roar of the man. He was not afraid of anything, and he seemed not to be afraid of this emotion at all.
The red streets, blood, dripping onto the ground.
In the alleys where carrion and moss accumulate, in the sewer pipes where red eyes are hidden, and in the shadows in the corners where no light can reach them.
One by one, weird and scary-looking things came out of it.
They can no longer be simply described as horror or horror. It is not an aura that can only be obtained by being bloody or having massacred many things.
They are not human beings, there is no way they could be human beings, they should be living behind the door.
They are the beings on the other side of the door, monsters that live in nightmares, eat away at negative energy, and feed on the negative emotions of living people.
They have no fixed shape, unlike humans. Their body limbs are twisted into incredible angles.
They cannot be called humans, or rather, they just turned into human shapes because they ate away at the negative emotions left by too many living people.
"Are you waiting for me? Have you already planned it? Put me on the table tonight. Let me be your main course. I saw the knives and forks you prepared. I saw your greedy eyes.
I saw your swallowing movements, and I saw your Adam's apple trembling with excitement."
The man yelled like crazy and did not dodge. He just stood there and waited for something to surround him.
"Do you think I'll be scared?"
"I like this feeling, crying and roaring in hysterics. I can shout out all the things I didn't dare to say when I was born. Here, I can do whatever I like. I no longer need to cover up or hide.
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"Many people think I'm crazy, but in fact, what does it have to do with them whether I'm crazy or not?"
"I used to be a doctor, but what's the use of a doctor who can't even cure himself?"
The man's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. He looked at the monster that was getting closer and closer. The smile on his face could no longer be suppressed. The corners of his mouth split open on both sides, and his flesh and blood were torn apart, revealing an extremely terrifying smile.
He was surrounded by all the monsters, but he didn't panic at all. It seemed that it was not him who was surrounded, but the monsters.
The man's tone was sick and crazy, but he was qualified to say this because his strength had reached a terrifying level.
While he was talking to himself, blood continued to leak out of his blood-red doctor's uniform.
Thick chains made of countless bloodshot threads stretched out from his back, turning him into a monster with countless giant tails.
His blood was condensed, and his appearance now was 30 to 40% similar to the giant ghost he carved on the door of Chen Ge's haunted house.
"Everything in the world is interdependent, but people are a little strange. I have never been able to guess what is opposite to people. I used to think that ghosts were opposite to people, but it was not until I became a ghost that I discovered. It turns out that what is opposite to people is ghosts.
Not a ghost, but a god! The god who controls everything!"
Thick chains stretched across the entire block.
They were covered with blood, and after touching the ghost, they continued to split and explode. It was like poisonous snakes with their own minds, burrowing into their bodies, taking root in their hearts, and frantically absorbing the nutrients from their bodies.
Screams and wails sounded from all directions on the street. The bodies of those monsters shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Listening to the wailing in his ears, the man laughed loudly. He smiled, and the corners of his mouth cracked to the base of his ears. He smiled and actually shed tears!
But he seemed not to notice at all, smiling crazily, as if all the pain and all the irreparable things could be vented through this smile.
"It's not enough, it's far from enough!"
Hysterical laughter came from his cracked mouth again.
Blood is flowing along the wound. No one knows what happened to him here. No one knows why he became like this. But one thing is for sure, he is still alive, using a way that makes people even more helpless.
Understand, the way to live is filled with destruction.
His teeth were stained red with blood, and countless monsters were dragged behind him.
The bodies of those monsters passed through one chain after another.
He dragged the monsters and ran towards the end of the road.
At the corner of the street, there was a burnt building.
The building was more than ten stories high. Looking inside through the broken windows, there was a room in that building with a door that was not blood red.
Half of it is blood red, and the other half is normal brown. You know, in this blood red city, except for the black that represents destruction, the red that symbolizes blood, and the gray of despair, there are very few other colors that can be seen.
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"Just behind that door, I smelled a familiar smell. It smelled so good!"
The man dragged countless ghost figures and stopped next to the burned building.
He looked up and saw that on the top floor of the building stood a man wrapped in red clothes.
The man was condescending and looking at the man wearing a doctor's uniform.