Gods, I am the ancient Greek god of joy

Zagreus watched from the side and did not stop him. After all, Hu Fa was dead because of his sins. He was more concerned about the change of fear.

He casually grabbed the crystal skull in Fear's arms, and suddenly the boy transformed by Fear and the green light covering the entire room all disappeared. The phantom of the boy was just a derivative of Fear itself, and it could change into any appearance.

The essence of fear is still the crystal skull in Zagreus's hand. What Zagreus values ​​more is the drop of blood he finally extracted from Hu Fa. He did not expect that fear could extract spirituality from living beings.

The spirit in the saying "all things have spirits" refers to spirituality. Living things can rely on it to open their intelligence and improve their talents. Even dead things with high spirituality can be transformed into monsters.

What Fear extracted from Hu Fa's blood was not only the essence of his body, but also the essence of his soul. This could be considered the talent of Fear. Although a small amount could be ignored, the accumulation of small amounts could improve one's potential from the root. Spirituality was extremely important to Weirdness. Letting him go this time could also improve his strength as soon as possible. When he became stronger in the future, it would save him trouble.

"not bad!"

After studying it, Zagrous threw it back directly. When the fear flipped in the air, a phantom caught him steadily, but the transformed figure was no longer the young man but a man with beard.

As fear reappeared, the couple who had disappeared aside reappeared, but this time they brought their son with them. The three of them were squatting on the ground and constantly picking up Hu Fa's flesh and blood and stuffing it into their mouths.

Looking at the bloody ghost in front of him, Zagreus frowned. He originally planned to let the family of three return to dust. The existence of ghosts is not a good thing in any world. Instead of enduring the pain of burning obsession, it is better to turn into spiritual energy and give back to the world. But this family has now devoured the blood, and red light has appeared on their bodies.

This change means that they are about to transform into evil ghosts, and only killing is left in their hearts. Ghosts that have tasted blood will always be attracted to blood. Never believe that ghosts will turn back. Even if they are friendly for a while, it is only because they are not hungry. Humans are always their food. Once they are hungry, haha, who can resist the food that is delivered to their mouths.

"You were hiding here, Hu San. Where the hell did you go? We found you!"

Just when Zagros was about to pack up and throw the family of three out, Zhang Fang's voice suddenly rang out. He had been looking for people in the other rooms downstairs, but it was too dark. For the sake of the front, he searched every corner including behind the door. He was afraid that this kid might be hiding in a corner and take the opportunity to slip away, which would be a big loss for him.

As a result, he couldn't find the person after searching for a long time. He knew that Hu's order was sent, so asking him to go upstairs was just a formality. The main purpose was to force Huang Jue out.

Who knew that before he finished touching, he suddenly smelled a foul odor and a smell of blood. Zhang Fang immediately felt something was wrong. When he came out, he saw a figure standing in the corner. But because Hu Fa was tall and thin, he recognized at a glance that it was definitely not Hu Fa. He thought Hu Fa had gone upstairs and immediately called him down.

But he waited for a few seconds and found that no one replied to him. Hu Fa was not a very courageous person, and under normal circumstances, his shout would have been responded to long ago.

At this time, Zhang Fang did not dare to be careless. While trying to call Hu Fa continuously, he pulled out a machete from his waist. He looked at Zagros' figure and wanted to approach slowly.

But before he had taken a few steps, he suddenly felt something sticky under his feet, and then he felt a chill on his leg, followed by a sharp pain. He subconsciously glanced at his feet, but who would have known that this one glance would instantly scare him to death.

It turned out that a little boy who looked only about seven or eight years old was bending down to pick up the scraps of meat on the ground, and was stepped on by Zhang Fang. This ghost doll was originally a creature with deep resentment, not to mention that now it encountered the enemy who killed it, and the resentment instantly burst out.

It stretched out a pair of tender but bloodshot hands and inserted them directly into Zhang Fang's leg muscles without hesitation. The next second, the ghost doll screamed, and Zhang Fang's leg muscles seemed to be torn apart, with the crack extending from the ankle all the way up to the thigh! Blood spurted out like a fountain, splashing all over the ghost doll. The ghost doll's eyes immediately turned red when it was drenched in blood, and it held Zhang Fang's leg and bit it.

When Zhang Fang felt the severe pain, he could no longer stand and fell to the ground. He screamed and kept trying to pull open the ghost doll's head, but he only felt something sticky. The severe pain made him unable to move. At this time, he heard a series of giggling sounds. He barely raised his head and found that there were two figures with blood on their faces rushing towards him. Before he could resist, one of them picked up one of his arms and started biting it.

Zhang Fang wanted to struggle, but how could he resist the evil spirit that was full of resentment? In the realm of fear, he could not die until the last moment when he was drained dry.

Just when he felt that he was about to die, he suddenly heard footsteps coming towards him in the darkness in the distance. Then he saw Hu Fa's pants in the darkness. He immediately shouted:

"Help me! There's a ghost, help me!"

But when Hu Fa's whole body was exposed, his heart was completely sank. He saw Hu Fa holding a strange skull and muttering something. He had heard this voice before, the same voice that had been bothering him before.

As Fear approached step by step, he saw the family of three lying on the ground with no intention of giving way. The voice that came out of Fear's mouth became a little more hurried. Only then did the three ghosts feel scared. They immediately moved away from Zhang Fang and continued to pick up the scraps of meat that Hu Fa had taken.

At this time, Zhang Fang saw Hu Fa squatting in front of him. His face was illuminated by the green glowing skull in his hand, making him look even more weird.

Zhang Fang's lips trembled slightly and he let out a weak wail. His eyes were filled with despair and pain. He wanted to escape from the fear, but everything was in vain.

"Be good! Don't make any noise, your voice is disturbing the master!" Fear looked at him with a smile, then stretched out a finger and gently pressed it on Zhang Fang's wound. Zhang Fang's body trembled violently, and he wanted to shout, but when he saw Fear's dark eyes, his voice was forced back into his throat.

As the fearful finger pressed down, a stream of blood spurted out like an arrow, splashing onto the ground, forming a shocking blood flower.

Fear looked at the blooming blood flower, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He slowly retracted his finger, which had another blood bead on it. When he swallowed the blood bead into his stomach, Zhang Fang finally died.