Chapter 1283 Snatching the Eyes
“Hahahaha!”
“Good, good!”
“Death well!!!”
House of Horror The only exit, a figure shaped like an old dog rushed out of the white mist on the long road, shouting.
His body was obviously staggering, crawling on the ground with his hands and feet, but his speed was extremely fast, wading through the blood along the way, and piercing the fog.
The sharp screams were filled with manic madness and abnormal excitement, and spread far and wide.
Wang Dachui died on the checkpoint door, with his head hung low and blood dripping down.
But suddenly his huge body trembled, there was a "rattling" sound in his joints, the bones in his neck bulged, and he raised his head suddenly.
The left eye is sunken and shrunken, and the right eye is dark and deep.
A piece of school uniform fell from the air, and the right eye of the pupil changed its carrier. Wang Dachui's body became the new host of the right eye.
But just as it raised its head, a withered figure suddenly emerged from the white mist.
He seemed to be about to be broken. He was covered in blood, his robe had been torn, and even half of his face was gone.
Just like the broken forearm, the bone spurs that penetrated the skin, and the broken bone residue on it, these were signs that this person was about to die.
However, the closer a person is to death, the more unprecedented madness will erupt.
The shattered robe fell to the ground, resting on top of the school uniform that had just fallen off. The man flew over with a half-ruined face and a terrifying grin on his face.
The broken forearm of his left hand, the sharp bone spur, was aimed hard at the front of "Wang Dachui" at a speed that he could not react.
"Crack!"
"Pfft!"
Two consecutive heart-shaking strange sounds resounded in this bloody corridor covered with white mist.
The first sound was the sound of bone spurs smashing into the skull and cracking.
The second sound is a sign that it penetrates the skin, flesh, and bones until it is nailed to the iron gate of the checkpoint.
Wang Dachui's right eye was covered by cracked bones, and the pure black color had no chance to escape. A shriveled and slender finger severely tore open the eyelid with its sharp nails.
"Give it to me! Give it to me! Give it to me quickly!"
The withered man with half a face, his lean body hanging on the body of "Wang Dachui", is really like a mad dog, using Hands, fingernails, teeth...
He used all possible means to pluck out that right eye!
“Boom!”
With the checkpoint gate as the center, it was like a terrifying storm blew up, clearing everything.
In the passage leading to the exit, the white fog suddenly dissipated, and the extremely strong blood was completely revealed, choking the heart and lungs.
The iron door behind him creaked, and even the connection with the wall became loose, and finally collapsed.
The man with half a face was blown away and hit the protruding stone on the stone wall heavily.
The bones were broken again.
He was really about to die this time. There was a dent in his back as big as a bowl due to the blow just now, and he lay on the ground and kept vomiting blood.
But the right hand that was tightly clenched was like a tube of adrenaline being injected into him.
His cloudy eyes were finally exposed after the fog faded...
Those eyes are all pure white!
"Old...Old Taoist, I...have...obtained...the Eye of Heaven!"
The checkpoint door has opened, and what falls next is Wang Dachui's body. The right half of his face has been completely It was torn, and the right eye was even more hollow.
The most loyal deputy store manager of Su Chenghe was snatched by the right pupil after his death to become the host.
But during the half second of transformation, it was unable to display its supernatural powers. The Taoist priest who suddenly appeared seized the opportunity and dug out the pupil of his right eye with all his strength. .
Ta and pupils, if no external objects are used, are just bare bait. Not only are they unable to kill, they are also extremely fragile.
The right one of the two pupils fell into the hands of the old Taoist and became the adrenaline to sustain his life, which can definitely support him to survive until the last minute!
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Class 1, Grade 3.
Fang Shenyan couldn't even hold on, his arms seemed to be dead, all the strength in his body was taken away, and he fell on the overturned tables and chairs.
"Heh...heh..."
The lungs seemed to have been burned out, the heart could not supply blood at all, the whole body was trembling, and he could not even cough. There was only the sound of "hehe" coming from the throat. His pupils showed signs of dilation, but they were forcibly retained by the last touch of strong will.
The world in his blurry eyes, staring closely at the high school student walking towards him step by step.
It doesn’t even need the pupil of its left eye to take action. Fang Shenyan will die on his own, fearing that he won’t even be able to survive the last minute.
The commission mission is definitely the most tragic mission.
Fang Shenyan entered the seventh branch when he was just two stars. Along the way, he experienced countless missions and faced countless evil ghosts face to face.
But there has never been a mission or a ghost that truly pushed him to the most desperate end.
But this time, he was only half a step away from death.
However, even so, he did not use the red-handled round mirror, and still preserved the last vestige of will.
He stared directly at the high school student who looked down at him, making eye contact with the pitch-black left eye and using his albino right eye.
"If you don't kill me when you meet me for the first time..."
"Then you will never have a chance again!"
A voice just passed through my mind.
In Class 1, Grade 3, all three walls collapsed in an instant. Countless bricks and rubble flooded most of the classroom, and smoke and dust covered the sky and blocked the entire field of vision.
“Hoo! Hoo!”
Fang Shenyan, who could only vent his anger, held back his last breath and managed to survive.
A figure that was both hot and cold, clear and fuzzy, slowly emerged from the smoke and dust in the sky, and suddenly appeared in Class 1, Grade 3.
A ghost that cannot be described in words, because its shape cannot be defined by humans, except that it has two huge eyeballs on the upper part.
The eyeball is pure white, like an enlarged version of albino eyes.
It's scary, but at first glance, I always feel that something is missing - pupils.
The Devouring Ghost is finally here.
Fang Shenyan's last card, a trump card that could end the House of Horrors, finally arrived at this most critical moment.
And the state in which it came this time clearly showed that it was in its form.
After the third step of action, the Devouring Ghost was left in the new world, giving it enough time to swallow all the alien ghosts and empty out all its remaining power.
The new world invades the old world. Gao Zhihua can manipulate the "invasion", but it cannot stop the Devouring Ghost at all.
Fang Shenyan used the time arrangement to the extreme.
The first grade class of high school students led the Devouring Ghost into the new world and faced off against all the remaining alien ghosts.
At the same time, he led everyone back to the old world and started the old and new invasion.
When the invasion is over, the Devouring Ghost's mission in the new world will be completed, and Gao Zhihua will inevitably appear.
Fang Shenyan delayed with his life and exposed his pupils in front of it. It was impossible for it to refuse.
Everything is the same as what he analyzed.
Even though Fang Shenyan was on his deathbed, the plan was progressing smoothly.
The albino eyes of the Devouring Ghost stared at Gao Zhihua. The moment the two met, the world came to a halt.
The Horror House Project, the hidden ghosts and the root ghosts, launched a showdown that is unimaginable for humans.
This process happens in an instant, and the winner will be determined soon.
Perhaps in this project of annihilation and terror, living people have always been the lowest force. They have no power and no advantage...
But the final outcome must be written by living people.
Just like Huang Banxian used the Devouring Ghost to turn his eyes white and take away the pupil of his right eye.
Fang Shenyan's last breath of hard work allowed him to burst out of human courage that those ghosts looked down upon, despite his body that had declined to the limit.
Under the special vision of the albino eyes, he held Gao Zhihua's head with his left hand and tore open the eyelids with his right hand to dig out the pupil of his left eye.
"Let's go!"
The red-handled round mirror was used at its truly appropriate time.
The gasping and determined face reflected on the mirror allowed him to witness his own failure and the powerful belief of human beings in a small body.