[Comprehensive horror] I am convinced of this system task

I buried my head low for a while before I raised it again.

"I'll take you home."

I said softly, not only to the three small triangles on my shoulders, but also to the one in my arms.I took off my coat, wrapped it carefully with the coat, put it in the backpack, and put the other small triangles in it.

"Don't worry, I'll take you all back." I smiled at them.

As long as there is a little movement on the plank floor of the metal structure, it can be transmitted very far. Coupled with the echo, I can clearly hear the footsteps of another group of people, and they are approaching us very quickly.

People from the church again?

It came just fine.

I put my backpack on my back and stood up.

The footsteps were already very close, just outside.

I couldn't wait for them to come in, kicked open the door of the room and rushed out.

At that moment, I saw two hands, the triangle head and my father tried to stop me, but the combined strength of the two of them failed to hold me back.

I know that I am too impulsive now, but I don't want to restrain it at all.I have been restrained for a long time, only this time, I don't want to bear it anymore.

Almost the first moment I saw someone I fired.I wish there was a flame that could burn all this, these church soldiers, that priest, that church, everything to ashes.

Yes, that's right, whatever fear wants to happen, is what I want.

I killed several church soldiers and kicked their bodies into the abyss outside the fence.There was a church soldier who was shot and fell to the ground. The bullet holes in his body were bleeding, but the hits were not critical, and he could not be completely dead.

My head was just beeping and I couldn't process the sound, wondering if he was yelling meaninglessly if he wanted me to spare his life or if he was swearing.I walked up to him, swung the fire ax, and struck down his crotch with the axe.

Listening to his hoarse screams, I felt extremely happy in my heart.

Yes, I have never admitted that I am a good person.

Raising the axe, he cut off his left arm again.

Again, it's the right arm.

I don't need to look in the mirror. I can feel how twisted my smile is from the cramp on my face. I enjoy this feeling so much.After the two arms were removed, I moved my eyes to his legs.Now his bloated protective suit, which was trying to protect himself, has been stained with blood so that the original color cannot be seen.

Seeing his reaction, my eyes seemed to be stuck to his body by some slippery and disgusting monster.He shook his head frantically, even though judging from that feeble frequency, his life was gradually decaying from this foul-smelling body.

But so what?Is he begging for my mercy?

When my parents begged, they ignored them. "I" was burned at the stake, and they ignored it.

So now, there is no need for me, I must pay attention to his begging.

Another hard blow with the axe, this time to the ankle.

Calves, knees, thighs...

I really like this feeling, I am so excited that the blood in my whole body is so hot that it seems to be burning.

I love the feel of an ax chopping through bone and sinew.

I like his desperate and painful wailing.

I like the gushing out of blood, like a sudden burst of flame.I even like the smell of blood, which is extremely sweet.

All this made me so excited that I even trembled and convulsed like an electric current passing through.I raised the ax high and was about to cut down again, but my wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"Fuck you..." I struggled hard while cursing, but my wrist that was grabbed did not move at all. At this moment, my voice slowly dropped.

Looking along the wrist, the triangle head is standing behind me.He didn't make a move just now, maybe because the church soldiers can't do any harm to me now, and I don't want him to make a move.

He didn't know when he took off the gloves, and he just held my wrist directly, with little strength but he couldn't move me.In the end, I probably felt that my strength had loosened, so I let go.I also slowly put down the hand holding the fire axe.

At this time, I felt tired and took a few breaths.The air here is really not fresh, but when new oxygen enters my lungs, my consciousness slowly wakes up.

No, I can't say awake, I didn't lose consciousness.

It's just the feeling just now... like being possessed by something.But I didn't do things that violated my own subjectivity, I knew what I was doing, and I didn't want to stop at all.

But until now, I glanced down at the corpse of the church soldier and was taken aback.

It was no longer a complete corpse, the limbs were disassembled, and the remaining limbs were completely indistinguishable from the human form. The body was cut open, and the entangled organs were exposed.The original face could not be recognized for a long time, which only made his last frightened expression before his death even more ferocious.

I remember that I did these things, but I don't know what kind of mood I was in just now, so I could cut him down like this with a wild laugh.

Instantly my hands were a little cold.But still calm and authentic: "We continue to go up, sorry."

I'm just sorry for my gaffe just now.If the triangle head hadn't caught me in time, I might have abused that church soldier as a target to vent my anger, delaying our escape from here.

But for those church soldiers, I have no guilt at all.

Seeing a broken arm blocking the way ahead, I tiptoed it cautiously and disgustedly into the pitch-black abyss.

After this group of church soldiers was killed by me, the next wave came a little later.It was not until the exit that I encountered another group of enemies.

This time there were more people, and it was unavoidable, another bloody battle.

Triangle Head and I went into battle together, this time, the long knife in his hand was merciless.The cold-colored passage was stained mottled red by blood and corpses, and the entire passage was filled with a strong smell of blood.

At the end of the fight, there was another rattling sound from my tightly gripped pistol.There are no bullets in the backpack, and I have used up all of them. Looking back, I really used bullets generously before.

After pressing it a few times, there was no response. Seeing another church soldier rushing from behind, I slammed the unloaded pistol on his head, which made him unable to react for a while, and was chopped off by the big knife in the hand of the triangle head. head off.

After rushing out of the prison, there were already several church cars parked outside.It seems that most of the people transported by car have been killed by me in the prison, and the rest of them stayed where they are. I didn't expect that we could rush out.

Anyway, all the problems just now have been resolved, and I don’t care about these few.

I first saw a man with a walkie-talkie trying to call for help, but before he could speak I kicked his walkie-talkie and killed him with the rifle in my hand.

It was another melee, and by the end, all my guns were out of bullets.The last shot shot into the chest of the last church soldier.

As soon as I stood still and wanted to catch my breath, a car quickly passed me and stopped beside me.

"Come up!" I found out that my father drove the car away at some point. He didn't seem to have completely collapsed as I thought. He was not frightened by the bloody scene just now, but recovered a little. .

I thought it would be better to leave here now, so as not to come for reinforcements.Then he opened the car door, tried a way to stuff the triangular head in first, then got in himself, closed the door, and the car started and drove away.

My father drove wilder than I, and it may have been because of the crisis.The road in Silent Hill is not too complicated. He has lived here for so long, so he should know it better.

There is no pursuer behind, and the people from the church probably won't chase after him.

I breathed a sigh of relief and my mind went blank.

Glancing in the mirror, I saw my own face in it.There was no clean spot on the whole face, and almost all of it was stained with blood.I curled my lips and watched the person in the mirror do the same thing before I confirmed that it was really me.

No one spoke along the way.The triangle-headed head didn't have much room to move in the car, so it simply sat motionless.My father and I didn't say a word, and it was embarrassing to say it. Occasionally, there was a momentary eye contact in the rearview mirror, and we immediately backed away to avoid it.

Until I saw the scenery outside the car window, and I was about to drive out of the town of Silent Hill, I suddenly couldn't sit still.

"Stop! Stop, stop!"

I slapped the car seat as I realized that my father was probably trying to get out of Silent Hill in one go.This is what I want him to do, it's time to break the bond between him and Silent Hill.

But for me, it's not yet time.

My father was a little surprised, but he stopped the car on the side of the road.I opened the door and got out of the car, and gestured to the triangle head to let him get off.

"What's wrong?" Dad asked me.

I kicked a small stone beside the road with my toe: "You drive along this road, and you will be able to drive to a nearby city in a short time. Find a way to settle down first." I took out the bank from my pocket. The card was given to him, "The password is 3266, it doesn't cost much, but it can be used."

"Then you?..." Seeing that he was still unwilling to accept it, I forced the card into his hand.

"I can't go out." I turned my back to him and took two steps. "I can't in a double sense. My mission has not been completed. In short, it is... and I have to go to the church to resolve some personal grievances."

I squeezed my knuckles, and the rest of the things are probably planned. I don't want to tell my father the specifics, and I don't think he can stop me.

Sure enough, he didn't say anything to stop me, although it was obvious that he still wanted to leave with me.He patted me on the shoulder: "then I... want to tell you something. Come with me for a while. "

"Hmm." I didn't know what to dodge the triangular head, but I still waved at him, and then followed my father's will for a short distance into a narrow corridor.

Before I could ask a question, he turned around suddenly.It seems that his mental state has recovered quite well, but he has a gloomy expression and said something that I didn't expect:

"The person next to you, be careful not to get too close to him."

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