God and Demon Killing Platform: I can summon the gods of China

Chapter 53: If you don't want to fight, just admit defeat and get out

Time passed quickly, and both players had entered the gods and demons killing arena.

As per convention, you need to introduce yourself before the challenge begins.

"I'm Griffith, oh no,

I would rather you address me as the beautiful Lady Griffith, which is more in keeping with my beauty and status."

Griffith posed deliberately with one hand on his waist and a bag in the other.

Zhang Cheng next to him frowned and laughed secretly in his heart.

Auntie, who are you? The powder on your face is enough to kill a fly!

"The summoned creature that is about to appear is my noble companion. Like me, he enjoys the honor of nobility."

"SS-class - Madam Bathory, or you could call her the Vampire Countess more affectionately."

"Remember, it's a countess, not an ordinary vampire count!"

Because I have fought in the God and Demon Killing Arena before,

Audiences all over the world have some impression of her.

But her self-righteous nobility also made many people feel disgusted.

"Griffith himself is indeed unpleasant, but the Lady Bathory she summoned is a powerful and terrifying creature!"

"Remember last time, she won three games in a row, and all of her opponents were SS-level tough guys!"

"I heard that Madam Bathory was not originally powerful. She became so powerful because she came into contact with Bloody Mary and gained a bit of her power, which is why she became so terrifying!"

"Bloody Mary is an SSS-level being. Having even a little bit of her abilities is terrifying enough."

"In this round, Long Nation has run into a tough opponent!"

"I really want to know what kind of summoned creatures the Dragon Kingdom will send. It really makes me suspenseful."

"Madame Bathory, maybe she can really win. After all, she is a veteran summoned creature with a lot of experience."

"Who doesn't know her strength?"

Although Griffith is not popular with everyone,

But Mrs. Bathory's power left a deep psychological shadow on the audience.

now!

Center stage.

Griffith listened to the discussions around him, especially the negative comments, and his face suddenly darkened.

"Bah, a bunch of lowly mortals. How can a noble like me allow them to point fingers at me?"

"And you! Why are you staring at me? Can't you tone down your filthy aura?"

Griffith suddenly turned around and stared at Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng was a little worried about her angry look, fearing that she would spit out her dentures.

"Who wants to see you? Fight or not, if you don't want to fight, just admit your cowardice and get out of here. Don't get in the way!"

Zhang Cheng didn't buy Griffith's trick and responded bluntly.

Griffith was trembling with rage.

"Damn it!"

"It really pisses me off!"

"I will tear you into pieces, you uneducated commoner!"

The voice just fell.

Griffith's nails suddenly became sharp, and with a piercing sound, she cruelly dug out her own eyeballs, and blood flowed out.

Then, he squeezed it suddenly!

The liquid in the eyeball was like sticky mud, quickly spreading across the entire stage.

In the mud, withered and dark trees grew wildly, and in the center, a castle made of huge stones stood tall.

The oval windows, round roof and sentry posts give it a strong ancient European feel.

The blood-red moon hangs high in the night sky.

Zhang Cheng stood on the stage, looking up, through the dense branches,

Under the crimson moonlight, a charming and enchanting figure stood on the top of the castle.

She was wearing a bright red dress, with one hand on her chin and the other on her waist, her ruby eyes filled with terror and murderous intent.

Her teeth seemed to be made of metal, shining with a cold light.

Around the castle, the bodies of corrupted girls were piled up like mountains.

These bodies nourish the twisted and grotesque trees.

The scene was filled with white mist mixed with a pungent smell of blood.

Mrs. Bathory!

The legendary vampire countess!

"go to hell!"

Griffith yelled at Zhang Cheng angrily.

Then, Mrs. Bathory on the castle pointed at Zhang Cheng.

The fallen body of the girl seemed to come back to life and pounced on Zhang Cheng at an unnatural speed, her body covered with wounds.

Some have lost their lower bodies and use their hands to crawl.

Some had bamboo sticks stuck in their fingertips.

Some have empty eye sockets and their eyeballs are missing.

The face was also cut into pieces.

This scene is horrific.

It fully displays the cruel "creation" of Madame Bathory.

“Hahahaha, be afraid, tremble, and scream.”

"No one can remain calm after witnessing this, Dragon Country boy,

I know you are so scared that you can't move, right? Do you want to surrender?"

Griffith was arrogant and his eyes were full of confidence.

however,

Facing the influx of rotting corpses,

Apart from a hint of disgust, Zhang Cheng felt no fear at all.

"This visual shock does nothing but make me want to vomit."

"Come and see the real horror!"

After all,

Zhang Cheng clapped his hands!

The running corpse turned into dust in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the illusory forest disappeared quickly, and the castle under Mrs. Bathory's feet collapsed visibly!

The scene changed dramatically!

Mrs. Bathory's eyes widened, unable to believe it.

The horrific scene she created fell apart and reassembled...

Until the blood moon was covered by dark clouds,

Darkness fell all around.

One by one, strange red lanterns suddenly lit up.

The red light illuminated the surroundings, and Lady Bathory and Griffith were horrified to find that they had arrived at a desolate village without knowing when.

There are many houses made of earthen bricks.

Black tiles cover the roof in a disorderly manner.

"What is this place!"

“It’s dirty and dark, it’s terrible!”

Griffith dusted himself off in disgust.

Madame Bathory gathered a blood-red light and tried to tear the space apart, but she could not break through this realm.

There is a powerful barrier here!

The surroundings were eerie and the air was turbid and smelly.

The cold wind blew, like a ghost sticking to the neck, freezing to the bone and making people's backs chill.

Mrs. Bathory and Griffith looked around solemnly. In the darkness, every mud house looked like a monster with its mouth wide open, laughing strangely.

Anxiety drives them towards the red lanterns.

Soon, they came to the gate of a huge and strange courtyard house.

The gate is tall and looks like a strange mouth, revealing eeriness and weirdness.

They looked up at the hanging lanterns.

Inexplicable,

The ticking sound was clearly audible under the lantern.

Is it blood?

The lantern is even more strange. Not a single light can penetrate it. Is it because of the material it is made of?

Upon closer inspection,

It's leather!

sheepskin……

As a human, Griffith suddenly felt uneasy.

She hurried forward and tried to push the door open.

Just stretched out your hand,

She was surprised to find couplets hanging on the door.

Griffith, who knew a little about the culture of the Dragon Kingdom, frowned. During the Spring Festival, every household would post couplets to symbolize auspiciousness and joy.

however,

Wait till she sees clearly.

A strong sense of foreboding enveloped my heart.

The words on the couplet melted into black droplets and flowed down.

Griffith turned his head hurriedly, his eyes caught sight of the word "Fu" on the door.

I couldn't help but feel a chill down my spine.

I got closer and used the weak lantern light to see clearly.

A chill went straight to my bones.

because,

That’s not the word “Fu” written on it!

But... "Dian"!

Griffith's heart was in turmoil, and the strong sense of uneasiness made her want to escape.

But just as he turned and took a step forward,

My feet suddenly felt sticky and soft.

It was like walking on a pile of rotten meat.

Griffith looked down in horror.

I see,

It is unknown when,

She was wearing a pair of bright red...

Embroidered shoes!

"What the hell is this!"

Griffith opened his eyes wide, staring at the pair of embroidered shoes on his feet.

These shoes are woven from soft, red fabric, with many gorgeous flowers vying for beauty on them.

The craftsmanship is really excellent, every stitch and every thread is hand-sewn. Logically, these embroidered shoes should be very pleasing to the eye.

however……

In this dark and eerily quiet night, the weak light of the sheepskin lantern shone,

Not only do these embroidered shoes not look festive at all, but they also exude an eerie aura.

What was worse was that Griffith felt that the embroidered shoes on his feet were wet.

It seemed as if with a little force, a sticky substance could be squeezed out, just like blood!

Could it be that this embroidered shoe had just crawled out of a vat of blood?

and many more!

Griffith suddenly came back to his senses, and a key question popped into his mind:

"Why is this thing on my feet?!"

She has been trembling with fear ever since she was imprisoned here for no apparent reason.

He paid attention to every detail along the way and even remembered the couplets posted on the door clearly.

Who is so wicked as to put embroidered shoes on my feet?

Could it be that these embroidered shoes grew their own legs and ran up here?

hiss……

Griffith took a deep breath, his mind full of strange and bizarre thoughts.

The uneasiness in her heart grew like wild weeds, and instantly spread throughout her body. She swallowed,

Staring at the embroidered shoes on her feet, she retreated step by step to the wall of the courtyard.

Then she hurriedly lifted her feet, trying to get rid of the embroidered shoes.

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