A motorcycle journey through the worlds

Seeing that the army of nurses she had summoned with great effort had lost their effectiveness, Theresa's anger intensified once again. But just as she was about to cast some new dark magic, the demon in the form of a middle-aged woman fixed on the bed was startled. When she turned around, she saw the assassin Dastan approaching and preparing to launch a sneak attack.

Unfortunately, Dastan's sneak attack failed. Between the assassin and the demon's body, a purple lolita figure emerged out of thin air. It was Theresa's doppelganger that symbolized the evil side.

"You guy~~~! You really don't want to live anymore!" The purple-clothed loli said gritting her teeth as she looked at the assassin in front of her.

"Go to hell!" The evil clone punched out, and an identical phantom appeared behind him, which was exactly Lin Yu's super-universe phantom.

Theresa in Purple's attack did not hit the target, but hit the air. When Dastan was discovered, he kept the Assassin's Creed and fled immediately after the attack missed.

"Are you scared already? There are more surprises to come!" The purple-clothed Lolita cried out, her expression crazy and excited: "After that guy was locked up in my domain, he actually tried to annex my demon domain, but his stupid plan not only has no chance of success, but because he assimilated too deeply into my domain, I was able to master all his skills."

At this time, boundless pressure was imposed on everyone here, and the deterrent force directly acted on the soul, causing the trialists who had seen the dawn of hope to fall into despair again. This is the true strength of the demon Theresa... enough to rival the fierce power of hell of the gods... As the creator of Silent Hill, Theresa is actually a hidden boss and does not need to be faced head-on. In fact, the tasks given by the space have a certain degree of flexibility. As long as you carefully plan and analyze them, you don't have to fight her head-on. But because of this, it shows how powerful this boss is. She can independently create the existence of a world. Even the pitfall space is very clear that it is almost impossible to defeat her head-on.

The reason why Theresa didn't perform well before, or even... a little weak, was because something went wrong with her main energy, which was also her strongest power, the demon realm, and now it cannot be used normally. She can only use ordinary magic power to fight. Demon Theresa is just a very difficult boss. Although powerful, she is not invincible.

But now, the demon Theresa has obviously made up her mind and exerted her power with all her strength without any scruples. As the creator of space, the whole world is twisting... deforming... It is visible to the naked eye that the countless evil spirits, triangle heads, suffocation, leg models, people in suits... all the evil things in the whole space have turned into a half-real and half-virtual state, pouring into the demon body in Theresa's bed like a stream of energy. The mummy-like middle-aged woman opened her mouth and howled silently at the sky. Her body was like a black hole, devouring all the evil forces in the space without hesitation. Looking out from the window of the church, it seemed that even the whole world no longer existed. The space outside the church was like a turbulent flow of time and space.

Until the end, when the purple-clothed lolita, who symbolized the dark side among Therese's three clones, finally let out an unwilling scream, but was irresistibly sucked into the real body on the bed, this horrific process finally ended... and what appeared before everyone's eyes now was a real nightmare... After absorbing the malice of the entire space, Therese had now turned into a real devil from hell... Her body had completely lost its human form, turning into a pile of rotten meat, merging with the bed behind her. Hundreds of flesh eyes of different sizes opened and closed on the meat ball. Around the bed, a dozen pale and slender women's thighs stretched out from the side of the bed, twitching as if they were having epilepsy. It looked like a deformed giant centipede, with the seductive female organs mixed with ugliness and filth that people could not face.

Such a form and such pressure would only bring despair to others... The Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid, which had been responsible for defense before, made a piercing sound the moment it touched the thorn wire, and was actually absorbed by the black wire. In a blink of an eye, Sister Nana was heavily wrapped and hung up by the thorn wire. Her flesh instantly became bloody and her blood fell to the ground like a downpour. Sister Nana was directly wrapped like a dumpling by the thorn wire. As the thorn wire contracted and squeezed, she turned into a pool of sticky blood plasma and spilled on the ground in full view of everyone, like a tomato entering a juicer, and died tragically on the spot.

The angry demon went on a killing spree. In just a blink of an eye, all the powerful men who had almost forced her into a desperate situation were killed, leaving only the pale-faced and trembling wizard and the tribesman Montazuma.

After his most powerful summon, the Death Knight, was killed, Archmage Rex had given up resistance. He had now prepared the last necromancy spell of his life, a spell that could completely destroy his soul. As a necromancer, no one knew better than him how terrible it would be if a soul fell into the hands of a necromancer or a demon from hell. The only thing the Archmage could do now was to control the fate of his soul.

Just when he was falling into despair, the entire factory suddenly shook violently, and then a large ball of black gas suddenly rose from the dark red hole in the ground. After the black gas hit the ball of light on the top, it instantly turned into nothing. However, the dark red hole in the ground seemed to have lost some kind of power and began to gradually become dim.

"Those foreign exorcists finally succeeded. They attracted the devil's attention and finally made the devil lift her domain! It won't be long before the savior is free again! We must pray more devoutly now, let our faith turn into an indestructible armor and a sword of victory to destroy evil, and convey it to the savior!"

Instantly, the prayers in this temporary prayer hall increased several times. Even the glass... the iron frame... were resonating in the neat and powerful prayers. The invisible and intangible power of faith actually formed visible fluctuations in the air. Every time the fluctuation spread, the light ball suspended above the big hole became three times hotter. Then, a large drop of extremely condensed and compressed water fell from the light ball and fell directly into the hole. Then another drop... Finally, a beam of light shone up from the hole, followed by a relaxed voice... "I'm back!"