American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 25 Upgrade
The abundant power surging in his body is definitely not inferior to that of Jason.

From the half-power that was only available after transformation in the past to the full power of a hero that is now the norm.

Congratulations on the progress!

Baling stroked the mask on his face, which had been repaired to two-thirds, and could clearly feel that the power of resurrection was also growing stronger.

If he continued to kill without caring about the damage his body could do, then one day, perhaps Baling would be able to achieve immortality.

Become a regular player in the Hell Resurrection Tournament.

With a thought, the mask disappeared.

Baling looked around the whole place. The huge church was deserted and foggy outside.

This was his first time back to the church in the surface world since the revenge was over.

Baling began to walk around, and following a vague feeling, he came to a hidden door.

Push open the door and walk into the dim basement.

After lighting the candle, he saw a room engraved with religious symbols, with several shovels placed in the corner and the soil on the ground showing signs of being renovated.

There was a long, unidentified object on the ground, covered with a yellowed white cloth, with a faint human outline visible.

Walking closer to the white cloth, Baling lifted the covering with a sad look in his eyes and saw the blackened, charred human body underneath.

"I'm late."

Although his face was charred and even his biological mother would not be able to recognize him, Baling recognized it as himself at a glance.

This is who he is.

Even though it was very dark, the foundation was good and one could vaguely make out the handsomeness of the deceased.

Baling remained silent for a long time, as if mourning for himself.

After a long time, he finally moved.

Baling's chest was suddenly torn apart, followed by his limbs, head and face, leaving a deep and long gap in the shape of a "big" character.

Straws shaped like tentacles shot out and pierced the corpse on the ground.

The corpse was manipulated to stand up and meet Baling's eyes.

next moment.

The charred shell was ruthlessly crushed, and the tentacles precisely grasped each bone.

Kara!
In mid-air, a full body skeleton was torn out.

The boneless body fell to the ground.

The straw tentacles carried pieces of bones and transplanted them back into the body.

At this time, Baling's body was supported by bones, and it was still the original one.

It was as if a long-standing gap had been filled, and Baling suddenly felt a rare sense of fulfillment.

As the skeleton entered his body, Baling's soul suddenly flowed out of deep darkness.

A powerful burst of suction.

Thousands of cracks appeared in the surrounding buildings, and large amounts of coal ash flew out and were sucked in.

A dark red color was swirling and flowing in the chest.

His power was increasing rapidly! Increasing rapidly!
Wait until the mutation is over.

The outside world was pitch black, and I had entered the inner world.

Baling felt as if he had an inexplicable connection with his surroundings, a more intimate feeling.

With just a few gestures, he can unleash powerful force.

The dark power within the body is more active and resonates more deeply with Silent Hill.

He followed his own feelings, and in the blink of an eye, his figure appeared on the top of the church.

Standing on the church symbol, Baling looked down at the whole place from above.

Ah, how powerful!

Baling had unknowingly strengthened and upgraded the dark power in his body, even to the point where he could seize some of the authority of Silent Hill.

The main reason was that Alesha was not online, and the trusted Baling was not excluded, so it was natural for her to steal the permissions.

"hiss--!"

A strange roar suddenly arose.

Look down.

It turned out to be a stick insect with a waist as thick as a bucket and a body length of more than six meters, with six long human arms as limbs. It looked like the human-faced stick insect that Baling had previously incarnated into, but its body was larger than the fitness version.

It snaked its long body and quickly climbed up the church's outer wall. Near the top, the long monster's figure was fully revealed to Baling.

Its face is like a pale mask, its mouth is covered with saw-like sharp teeth, and when it opens its mouth to roar, its jaw can be torn into an extremely exaggerated arc.

It crawled humbly under Baling's heels, circling back and forth like a lively puppy.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

Baling smacked his lips and teased it, and it shook its body happily.

The moment they met, Baling realized that this thing was a monster created based on one of his characteristics, similar in nature to Alessa's Pyramid Head.

But Baling had not expected that his companion creation would have this appearance.

"Based on your appearance, you will be called the White-Faced Stick Insect from now on."

The white-faced stick insect hissed in response.

"Okay, go play."

Baling gave it a light kick, and the white-faced stick insect obediently left.

When I close my eyes, my soul is still in my body, but my thoughts seem to be far away.

With the help of the coal dust floating in the air, Baling's vision continued to expand, and he could see more and more angles, as if there were many cameras placed everywhere.

"Amazing feeling."

Birds flying in the sky, dust on the ground, the patterns on leaves... as long as he wanted, Baling could find the right angle to see everything clearly.

With a wave of his hand, the coal ash could carry his power from a long distance and directly summon the white-faced stick insect.

This feeling, this power, gave him the illusion that he had become the master of this place.

Baling took a step forward and walked in the air, as if inspecting his territory.

Some time passed.

Returning to the surface world, the sky suddenly became bright.

Baling, who was walking in the air, missed a step and fell directly from the air, hitting the ground hard and landing on his face.

Fortunately, his body is not made of flesh, so he will be fine after a few more breaths.

At this level, it's not even considered a superficial injury.

Suddenly, a shadow blocked the way ahead.

Baling raised his head and saw a pair of small shoes, above which was a pair of black socks, and above that, a blue-purple dress.

A person appeared.

Someone who shouldn't be here.

Why did she appear again?

"Alessa?"

"I am back."

Baling was confused for a moment. Didn’t you go to find your mother? Why did you suddenly come back to my house?
After a moment's silence, Baling finally managed to utter a word.

"She treats you badly?"

After the devil left, Alessa in the blue-purple dress was simply the carrier of Alessa's consciousness.

Facing Baling's words, Alessa simply replied calmly:

"She is very good to me, but that love does not belong to me."

Baling said, "So, Alyssa, you're back from outside again?"

"No! I never left."

Alesha said something that made Baling suddenly feel guilty.

So you didn’t leave? Why didn’t you say so earlier?

Alessa continued slowly:

"I let them go."

"Even if I force her to stay with me, all I get is a forced-smiling Ross."

"That's just fake love."

Baling: “…”

It turns out that you are still a person who pursues the real thing.

(End of this chapter)