the end of the heavens

Unspeakable power gushed out from all the limbs, and Russell was almost bursting. He tore open the skirt of his chest, raised his head, and roared like a beast.

Chest, arms, neck, Russell's skin exposed outside the clothes quickly grew black fluff, like a werewolf transforming in the middle of the night.The upturned face was covered by a white bone mask. Under the shocked gaze of the hooked nose, Russell's body swelled and enlarged, becoming a bit taller than the triangular-headed monster.

After transforming, Russell shook his neck, made two crisp clicks, and looked down at his body, which was completely different from that of a human.

The general shape is a bit like a gorilla, with an inverted triangle as a whole, wide shoulders and thick arms, and the muscles entangled by the deltoid and biceps are thicker than the waist.The legs are short and slender, as if they have not been used for many years and have degenerated, which makes his arms look very long, and he can touch the ground with sharp claws even when he is standing upright.

Its incomprehensible body shape is clearly an agile monster good at running, but the proportions of its legs are extremely uncoordinated, occupying only a small part of its body, more like a powerful monster.

"Russell... what kind of monster are you?"

The hooked nose has been dumbfounded, the living human has turned into a monster, completely overturning his three views.

The time limit for the character card was only 3 minutes. Russell didn't have time to answer the hooked nose's question, so he rushed towards the triangular-headed monster that had just knocked him into the air.

He doesn't have a very good memory, so he never stays overnight if he has a grudge, for fear of forgetting it!

The figure disappeared in a flash, and turned into a temple guard. Russell's speed was extremely fast, and he didn't feel uncomfortable changing his body. On the contrary, he was very familiar with it, as if it should be like this.

Compared with the nimble and agile Russell, the triangular head is much clumsy, and the movement of waving the long knife is very slow.

The blade was approaching, Russell headed forward, his sharp claws gripped the blade, and the other hand pressed directly on the shoulder of the triangle head.Amidst the tyrannical roar, the muscles covered with black fluff twitched, and the arm holding the knife of the triangular head was torn off with unrivaled brute force.

The triangular head does not seem to feel pain, and the wound on the severed arm is charred red and black, a bit like carbide after burning. The dark red light wriggles, showing signs of healing.

Russell snatched the long knife from the severed hand, and with a backhand sweep, the huge blade carried a mighty momentum, tearing the triangular head in half.

Two tattered corpses flew out, turning into fly ash and dissipating in the sky.

The strange squeaking sound came to his ears, Russell's eyes froze, and the long knife swung close to the ground in a semicircle, crushing and smashing all the little monsters nearby.The black venom spewed out by these monsters before they died fell on his fur-covered back, unable to emit white smoke, and there was no other reaction.

The two knives swept across the group of monsters, causing dust to fly all over the sky, clearing a small space on the ground, and the invincible posture made the mouth dry.

"Gudu!" The voice of swallowing saliva x the number of people who are still alive.

Russell glanced at it, and pointed the long knife at the monster in front, and a muffled buzz came from under the bone mask, "Those who don't want to die, stand in this circle."

Including the hooked nose, the team members were relieved, they rolled and scrambled, dragging the wounded and ran into the circle.This hideous monster in front of him is one of his own, it's really... so good!

The erosion of the other world has not dissipated, and the number of monsters gathered in front of the church is increasing...

The whole body is wrapped in a skin bag, and the armless evil spirit is twisted and twisted forward in pain; the body is burned to nothing, crying like a baby, leaving only a black shell; Nurse; the faceless man who was crushed by the invisible gravity, crawled on all fours, and wailed in pain every time he moved forward...

Among the countless monsters, there are a few huge triangular heads, dragging long knives backwards, rubbing sparks on the ground.

The grotesque monsters directly hit the fear deep in the human heart, like a nightmare manifested in reality.

Russell's giant scarlet eyes under the bone mask flashed through the haze, let out a low growl in a calm voice, and rushed towards the monsters dragging a long knife.

These monsters may be human beings whose souls still suffer from pain after death, but Russell will not transcend, all he can do is kill them all.

The blade rubbed against the ground rapidly, leaving a line of fire. Russell moved at high speed, and finally shook his arm vigorously.With the huge strange force and inertia, he slashed the long knife across the crescent moon, exerting unparalleled terrifying power, and swept the triangular head directly in front of him in half.

Continuing to open the way with long swords, Russell plowed a passage among the monsters, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and smoke and dust fluttered.The monsters on the left and right swarmed up, either with water pipes, or with knives and venom, all beckoning to him.

Russell completely had a posture of not knowing what to dodge. Relying on his rough skin and thick flesh, he endured all the attacks, swiped his long knife, and kept slaughtering the surrounding monsters.

The monsters were vulnerable to the brute force of the temple guards. Even the triangular head could only be abused. He rushed into it without even stopping.

A large cloud of flying ash and dust rose up, and the Hooked Nose group couldn't see Russell's figure. They only saw the rampant blade in their sights. They were stunned and even forgot to call 666.

After a lot of killing, Russell didn't meet a decent resistance, and the monsters didn't know what death was at all, and they still rushed to his position one after another.

Blade!

Kill!

ash!

Russell swung his knife and swept across, dashing left and right. He didn't know how many monsters he had killed. When he came back to his senses, there was a clear road ahead.Looking again, it turned out that he had pierced through the army formed by the monsters' bodies, shook his neck, turned around, leaped high, and returned to the formation.

Whoa!

Russell fell from a high altitude with a knife in both hands, his feet landed and killed the smaller monsters around him, and the long knife in his hand split a triangular head in half from head to tail.

When the knife fell, the pace of the inner world eroding the world was interrupted, the mottled dark world faded, and the foggy outer world reappeared.The monsters howled and turned into fly ash, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The cemetery in front of the church was what it was before, and it is still what it is now, as if nothing had happened.

The long knife in Russell's hand also scattered with the wind, and he walked towards the hooked nose with big strides. The time limit for the character card of the temple guard expired, and his size shrunk by every step he took.

The black fluff faded, and the bone mask merged into the body. When Russell came to the hooked nose, he had completely changed back to human form.

The team members looked at Russell with eyes full of fear, their legs were swinging involuntarily, and the hooked nose facing him was expressionless and pretended to be calm, but the cold sweat dripping from their foreheads proved that there was nothing wrong with him deep inside. calm.

Russell glanced at the hooked nose and shook his neck, "Captain, don't be in a daze, the church is here!"

Chapter 65 Illusions, All Illusions

The square church has blue-gray walls, dozens of stone steps in front of the door, and the square in front of the steps is full of tombstones.There is no bell, no pious singing, and no flying doves, only a flock of crows hovering around the cross on the top of the church.

The church shrouded in mist, with black crows, is gloomy and gloomy, giving people an indescribably strange feeling.

Russell stood at the door of the church, raised and lowered the hand that wanted to push the door, what was behind the door, human or monster?

There's something wrong with this Silent Hill...

As for what was wrong, Russell more or less realized that this world was unreal.

At the beginning, he didn't take it seriously. Silent Hill has two worlds. The surface world and the inner world overlap, and the virtual and real are intertwined and independent into one world. It is normal to be unreal.

But if you think about it carefully, that's not the case at all!

First of all, after encountering so many monsters, it's unreasonable that he didn't even trigger a lottery draw.

Secondly, his crow's mouth is too accurate, as if possessed by a moldy god, he can come up with whatever he wants!

The key problem was not the crow's mouth, but the monsters he encountered were exactly the same as he had imagined.

It's weird!

Russell doesn't have the ability of photographic memory, and he also skips the movies. He only remembers a general idea of ​​what the monsters look like, and the details are all made up by his brain, but the brain made up is all right.

This is not a brain supplement, this is clearly original!

Also, there are too few types of monsters...

Silent Hill was originally a game, and Russell didn't know much about its worldview, but any ghost-themed game that can be adapted into a movie will definitely have a variety of monsters.Because it is too monotonous and unattractive, lack of attractiveness will lead to no players, no audience, and no value on the screen.

Because of nervousness and repulsion before, he didn't expect so many, but now that he thought about it, it was indeed the case. The monsters that appeared in front of him were actually nothing but the ones he had an impression of.