American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 17 Sleepwalking
A bold and aggressive attack style.

It is destined that once one side gains the upper hand, the winner will soon be clear.

Seizing the opportunity before Pyramid Head's attack, Baling delivered a fierce elbow strike, breaking Pyramid Head's stance.

Baling swung the machete with one arm, the blade scraping against the ground. He then kicked the back of the machete to give it some acceleration, and immediately raised the machete with the power to split mountains and break rocks.

A semicircle was drawn, and the blade cut off the sharp corner.

Pyramid Head staggered, staring blankly at the small piece of helmet spinning in the air, with unspeakable grief filling his eyes.

"How dare you be distracted? You don't even take me seriously."

Baling gathered all his strength, twisted his waist and hips, and completed a powerful spinning chop.

Triangle Head instinctively raised his sword to block,

Duang!

After an explosion.

Pyramid Head flew up with his sword.

Baling took advantage of the situation and caught up with the enemy in a few steps. He used the machete as a golf club and swung the blade hard without even aiming.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Every shot is accurate.

"If you dare to offend me, I will beat you like a ball!" Baling smiled secretly in his heart, but on the surface he fought with all his strength to show his respect for his opponent.

In just a few hits, Pyramid Head smashed through several walls in succession. Finally, his body could not withstand the blow and turned into ashes and dissipated, going back to wait for the cooldown period for resurrection.

I guess I can only be fully revived when I come to the other world next time.

……

In his later life in Silent Hill, Baling insisted on writing a diary every day so that Alyssa could read it and feel his truth, goodness and beauty.

In his spare time, Baling would also take time to accompany Alesha on the hospital bed and tell her passionate revenge stories.

Alesha listened with great interest, and her daily fantasy time was greatly extended. If it were not for her physical limitations, she would have wanted to stand up and imitate it.

Occasionally, Baling would challenge Pyramid Head to a duel, and most of the time he would win. Moreover, the Pyramid Head he transformed into became more and more powerful, and he even learned the ability to summon insects.

At other times, Baling is keen on transforming into other forms and engaging in in-depth cosplay.

But after changing them all, only a few are useful. Jason, Pyramid Head and the spray monster with a hole in its chest are the three that can do damage.

As for others, due to insufficient information, many cannot even change their basic forms, let alone inherit special abilities.

After many experiments, Baling finally realized how much of a bargain he had made by taking away Jason's mask.

It seemed that the mask was taken off, but in fact, part of Jason's soul was torn off and devoured.

If he hadn't been in Silent Hill, his aura cut off in another dimension, Jason would have even abandoned his daily mission in Crystal Lake just to stab Baling to death.

Unfortunately, Jason had trouble even finding the entrance, and was even rumored to be being tracked.

But as long as Jason is still alive, he will never swallow this anger. Once he senses Baling, he will most likely come to him.

For Baling, the future will be discussed in the future.

Even though in reality, he had short arms and legs and could not beat the tall and strong Jason, the incomplete hockey mask that grew back after Baling swallowed the mask also gave his body a high recovery ability.

It’s not as good as the original, but the pirated version is effective enough to keep him alive.

Moreover, he has a unique trick - straw entanglement, which can even temporarily restrain Pyramid Head. How can he be afraid of a mere Jason?
Damn it! He's just a defeated opponent who couldn't even beat him with an elbow in the rematch!

If it weren't for his luck, how would Jason be qualified to return to the human world with Baling.

Wuwuwu——!
Silent Hill's air raid sirens blared throughout the town.

The darkness of the other world was about to fall, and the believers fled to the church, and their speed was even faster and more panicked than before, as if someone was chasing them. "Hey! Don't run. I'll chop you to death."

A hoarse friction sound mixed with the messy footsteps. A little scarecrow, less than a foot tall and with short limbs, grinned and dragged a dagger as he hurriedly chased the crowd.

This is Baling after his resurrection.

During the day, the dark power in his body seemed to be in a state of inertia, running extremely slowly and unable to be replenished.

Therefore, during the day, unlike other Silent Hill monsters, he can roam freely, but he is also unable to use the power of darkness, which means he cannot kill people indiscriminately.

Baling still rushed forward and used a small dagger to attack the approaching believers, which was as harmful as a pedicure.

"Cut you idiots to death, stab! stab! stab!"

The little scarecrow ran quickly with small steps, stabbing with his knife.
"Wow! The devil is chasing us! Run!"

The believers were like chased chickens, not daring to stop, but rushing to the church door.

On the surface, Baling's actions have no output at all. Isn't it a waste of effort?
Instead, it puts pressure on the opponent, forcing them to be more determined in their beliefs.

But the truth is not that simple.

Negative emotions such as fear, pain, resentment, and sadness that emanate from the believers can actually be absorbed by the space of Silent Hill and become nourishment for strengthening the power of darkness.

The accumulation of little by little every day is a great harvest.

Boom! The door closed again.

"Hehehe! I will keep watching you! Forever!"

Baling stood outside the gate, his sinister laughter making the timid believers inside tremble with fear and cry out "My god! My god!"

In the room where candlelight cast a warm glow, Archbishop Crisbella comforted the panicked believers.

"Don't panic. Demons cannot enter the sacred church. This door is an insurmountable barrier for them."

"Faith will dispel darkness. Now, all we have to do is pray."

"I saw them... from whose presence the earth and the sky fled away..."

Prayers gradually rose.

"Hoo-hoo!"

Outside the door, Baling transformed into a faceless monster with both arms lost. He straightened his chest with a hole in it, brewed for a while, and then sprayed out a thick black liquid.

A large amount of corrosive acid was spit onto the gate, corroding and melting it, producing wisps of foul-smelling black smoke.

The door broke into an irregular hole, and the acid was unable to continue. It hit an invisible membrane and flowed to the ground. Soon, the floor became bumpy.

Such a shitty belief actually protects such a person. This is really unfortunate!
If I had known this earlier, I would have eaten a lot of it secretly.

Ugh!

After spitting out a few mouthfuls of acid, Baling twisted his body and walked away.

……

The outside world, night.

Sharon, the good incarnation of Alessa, fell into sleepwalking again and said the name of Silent Hill. In her mumbling, she called for home, but what she said was the name of Silent Hill.

Her parents rushed over and hugged her lovingly, knowing in their hearts that her old illness must have relapsed.

Sharon is the daughter adopted by the couple from an orphanage. She suffers from the mental illness of sleepwalking, and this is not the first time.

But this was the first time I was so far away from home and almost fell off a cliff.

(End of this chapter)