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Putting aside their thoughts, Fall Guy and Blue Demon had already fought their way upstairs, with dust falling from their heads.
Lu Zizhen patted the dust off his head and said, "Is that the one hanging cured meat in the middle of the hall... your companion?"
The three men's expressions turned sorrowful. They exchanged glances, and the scriptwriter took a deep breath and nodded.
Lu Zizhen shook her head helplessly and said, "Sigh... Leave this to us. You all need to get out of here quickly... Also, I hope you can keep everything that happened here a secret, understand?"
She narrowed her eyes, her gaze still sharp even through the mask: "If we find out that the location of this place has been leaked... you'd better be prepared."
"But...but our friend's body..."
"That's none of your business... You're lucky to have survived. Get out of here before I change my mind."
Just then, a roar came from upstairs; the battle between the Blue Demon and the Fall Guys was still going on.
The three were terrified and could only nod, deciding to leave as soon as possible.
But before leaving, Lu Zizhen took away the small cameras from their chests, and the three dared not disobey the strange woman in front of them.
After seeing the three off, Lu Zizhen took the GoPro from Huaiyin and said, "Huaiyin, are you going to stay here and watch, or go outside and wait?"
Huaiyin nodded without hesitation and said, "I want to see... I want to see my brother exorcise demons."
What a strong little girl.
Lu Zizhen smiled and led her upstairs.
The second floor, the third floor, all the way to the fourth floor, every floor was ravaged beyond recognition. This ancient Western-style building was crushed into ruins by the melee between the two monsters. Every room was smashed, and dust filled the air. It was just like a demolition site.
Upon reaching the fourth floor, the two monsters were still fighting.
“Wuhu!!”
That felt great! That felt great!
It was so exhilarating! There was nothing in sight that couldn't be destroyed, nothing that couldn't be annihilated. The battle with the Blue Demon was so exhilarating and satisfying, it was simply addictive!
Every punch landed squarely, and every strike the Green Demon could withstand, which greatly satisfied Dou Tang, who had been ruthlessly killing all evil spirits in the past year.
Sometimes, having a weak opponent can be boring, but the existence of the Green Ghost relieved Dou Tang's long-standing boredom and reignited the surging passion deep within him!
"Roar!!!"
The blue demon was also roaring, it was in a deep rage, its home destroyed and it was furious, but the monster in front of it was like... like it felt no pain!
Slap him with your big hand! It didn't work!
Try hitting him with reinforced concrete! It won't work!
In the eyes of the Blue Demon, every time he attacked him, an even stronger power would surge from that terrifying body. The dense resentment stimulated his big nose, telling him time and time again that the being before him was one he could not comprehend at all!
A strange feeling welled up inside it... It had never felt that emotion since becoming a blue demon.
That was... what was that... it tried its best to recall, and finally understood.
It is fear, the fear that has been sealed away since the distant past, the fear that surges forth from a past when humanity still needed to fear all sorts of things.
Fall Guy threw a punch, knocking the Blue Demon to the ground. His jet-black body began to emit a chilling pink mist, which, though warm pink, was icy cold that penetrated to the bone.
The blue demon felt fear—fear of the Fall Guys.
"Whoosh..." The Fall Guy lowered his body, gathering his strength.
He clenched his fist, then suddenly opened his body and roared.
"Whoa!!!" The ridiculous wolf head decoration on its head seemed to have turned into a living beast, and the loud wolf howl echoed the Fall Guy's roar.
Kill the Blue Demon! Kill the Blue Demon!
Ren Doutang's heart was screaming wildly!
crown!!
Chapter 64 Can I have the same courage as him?
……
Am I dead?
I must be dead. Blood is flowing out of my body, and the pain of my broken spine is clearly transmitted to my mind. That excruciating pain is constantly tormenting my nerves, telling me that death is pulling me into another world.
A deafening roar filled my ears, accompanied by booming and howling sounds, as if two Titans were roaring in the distant sky, trying to guide me to the flower-filled other side.
I'm going to die...
With all my might, I turned over and saw the darkness above the steps. Red threads glowed in the darkness, tempting me.
Yes, I was really going to die. I jumped down from that step towards the Green Demon, and he twisted me in two. My intestines were hanging in the middle of the hall, and my lower body was almost ten meters away from me.
Life is fading away...
Very unwilling.
Did they escape? My friends, are they alright?
Was my sacrifice worthwhile?
I'm not reconciled... I'm not reconciled...
The scarlet threads... I really want to touch them.
The man, who was slowly dying, seemed to have a sudden burst of strength, perhaps a last lingering attachment to the world that gave him the strength to crawl on the ground. His bloody intestines left eerie, snake-like trails on the ground.
The blood in his chest was slowly draining away, and a chill was erupting from the depths of his heart. He could feel his body draining every drop of moisture, both sweat and blood were constantly leaving him, escaping this dying body.
He struggled to climb the ten steps, his vision blurred as only crimson threads swirled around him.
He entered that cold clock tower once again, crawling in the dim sunlight, watched by all the heads in the glass cases.
He could hear whispers in his ears—were they the hallucinations of a dying man or the voices of these heads? He couldn't tell.
"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled... How can I be reconciled to this? To be killed by monsters, to be ravaged, to be brutally tortured to death... How can I let go of this? How can I... How can I not feel hatred?"
The scarlet threads seemed to come alive, emitting an eerie glow that drew him in.
He climbed the steps made of cabinets, pressing one hateful head after another beneath him, feeling strange emotions surging into his body from the outside.
He stretched out his hand, which was slowly growing stronger and turning a different color—a deep indigo, the color of nightmares.
At that moment, he didn't think of the Blue Demon, but of the one he secretly idolized but never told anyone.
The being deep within him is majestic and powerful, forever filled with courage and dreamlike colors, destroying everything in his way with unparalleled strength.
He followed the person he idolized, constantly going to one haunted place after another, drawing courage from the places he had been. Perhaps his selfless behavior was also a kind of imitation of him?
He was a fan of Fall Guys and watched every episode. Hiding where the other three couldn't see him, he excitedly clicked on the video and watched the tall figure break into the darkness belonging to evil spirits, and then turn everything in front of him upside down.
That posture greatly satisfied the surging youthful passion deep within him.
Am I doing the same thing as him now? Not to get closer to him or anything, but just to prove myself, to prove that my courage still exists.
He gripped the scarlet thread tightly, soaking it in his own blood to make it radiate an even more evil light, staining his entire body with a faint, fierce blue glow.
Strength and vitality were emanating from his heart; he could even hear his own heartbeat growing stronger.
"Ah, ahhh..." he roared in a low voice, and the heads in the glass cases seemed to come alive. They trembled because of this courageous man, filled with all their resentment towards the Blue Demon, and their silent hissing made the sound of teeth clashing.
As he pulled, the silk thread began to tremble, and the gears that were originally entangled in the thread began to make a clattering sound, and dust rose up.
The enormous clock, which hadn't moved for far too long, began to tremble.
"Ahhhhh!!"
He roared hoarsely, his face covered in tears and sweat, and fell backward, clutching the red silk thread in his hand, tumbling down the steps.
This is an ordinary person's struggle against evil spirits.
He pulled the red thread away, the gears turned and meshed, the glass cabinet was knocked over by the trembling thread, rolled down the steps and shattered, the heads gurgling and rattling around the man who was about to turn into a green ghost.
The large bell, which hadn't rung for who knows how long, struck.
The hour hand, which hadn't moved for who knows how long, finally reached the twelfth position.
The clock showed six o'clock, which might be a time that Aoki Mansion missed, or a time that should have arrived long ago.
Perhaps decades ago, before the evening bells rang, this clock tower was arranged in that manner.
From then on, this mansion could never experience the evening it missed, and it forever missed that moment of twilight.
It's not evening now, but it doesn't matter. The bells are ringing, and the Blue Demon Mansion is about to meet its end.
"Boom...boom..."
The sun was blazing overhead, yet the entire mansion was shrouded in a chilly atmosphere. But just then, the ancient and solemn chimes rang out.
The birds in the dense forest took flight in fright, and the leaves rustled.
The battle in the mansion continues, with Fall Guys and the Blue Demon never tiring. The Blue Demon unleashes boundless power in fear and anger, while Fall Guys are immersed in pleasure and joy, as walls are destroyed and furniture is torn to pieces.
When the bell rang, everyone was stunned.
A few beads of sweat appeared on the big head of the Green Demon, and then he ran towards the middle of the hall without looking back.
Fall Guy wasn't about to give him a chance. He rushed forward, grabbed the Blue Demon's upper body, and the two of them crashed forward into the middle of the hall. The Blue Demon's head hit the iron railing, knocking him down.
The iron railing fell from the fourth floor, struck the goddess statue holding a long sword, and then landed on the ground with a loud bang.
The blue demon's eyes fell on the figure lying on the ground.
The man's left hand was wrapped in silk threads, the scarlet threads intricately entwined like a spider web. The blue color on the man, who only had an upper body, was spreading continuously, turning him into a new blue demon.
The blue demon stared at him with venomous resentment, but his gaze was fixed on the wolf-headed jelly bean man.
He could even hear his own heart pounding, reminding him to muster his courage.
Fall Guy slowly raised his head. He had imagined being stared at by Fall Guy countless times, but he never thought those eyes would be so deep. His seemingly cute body exuded a tremendous force that even the Blue Demon could not break free from, pinning the Blue Demon, who could tear a human in two, firmly to the ground.
Chapter 65 Defeat Ghosts with a Human Heart
"Wuhu..."
The Fall Guys' screams were exactly the same as those seen in the video the male host was watching.
His fists, his physique, the bulging veins like frenzied snakes, his pale face like white chocolate, and his deep black eyes—everything was exactly as he had imagined. And his posture was exactly the same as in the latest Fall Guys video, with his pink and black body and that comical cartoon wolf head… He even had new clothes to wear.
He had imagined many times what it would be like to meet Fall Guy. He called on his friends to follow Fall Guy videos to find those haunted locations. During breaks in filming, when the other three couldn't see, he would stand in the place where Fall Guy had stood and imitate the giant looking in the same direction.
In the video, what appears before Fall Guy is an elusive vengeful spirit, an insurmountable monster, an existence he could never imagine in reality, yet he can still feel that his own figure overlaps with Fall Guy's.
Fall Guy looked into the darkness, where countless monsters and evil spirits lurked, watching him.
The male host looked in the same direction and saw his companions, who called out to him and told him it was time to start filming.
Even though the scenery he saw was different, he still felt satisfied, and at the same time, he loved Fall Guys even more.
In a corner unseen by his friends, he idolized that figure and loved that website. To him, the appearance of Fall Guys was like kneading together the childlike fantasies and heroic dreams deep in his heart, and then bringing them into the world and presenting them to him by a powerful hand that could rewrite reality.
Who hasn't dreamed of being a hero? To stand up against evil you hate, shout out, and protect the people you care about. On a grander scale, this is an impulse to act righteously.
On a smaller scale, isn't that satisfying? Isn't saving someone a pleasant and fulfilling thing?
So when his gaze fell upon the shovel, he moved. He mustered the greatest courage of his life and stepped toward the destiny that lay before him—a death stained with indigo.
Now, he lay limp on the ground, his body radiating a thick aura of resentment. Scattered around him were heads, rolling in his blood, their jaws clicking.
Not far in front of him, the being he worshipped was fighting the being that killed him. Their fists and slaps were like hurricanes, their footsteps like earthquakes, shaking his heart and causing the hot blood that should have flowed away with death to surge forth.
I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled... How can I be reconciled to this!
That's Fall Guys! I've watched every video of his more than three times, and I revisit every place he's been to! I even check every single step he leaves at haunted locations against my own footprints!
He was there, punching the blue demon again and again, while I was just watching.
I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled!
Fall Guy pinned the Blue Demon to the ground once more, brutally beating its ridiculous and comical nose, from which blue blood flowed, and the Blue Demon cried out in pain.
He heard the clicking of the head beside him, telling him that he couldn't just stand there and watch.
The railings of the entire hall were broken and fell due to the horrific battle, crashing to the ground with a loud bang, as if the bells had not yet finished ringing and were still tolling.
The blue demon retreated and began to retaliate, his palms landing heavily on the Fall Guy's chest and shoulder.
The Fall Bean Man roared, its howls and wolf howls mixed with the childish voices of children, sounding extremely eerie.
He stared in shock at Fall Guy, whose dark eyes seemed devoid of any emotion. Yet, for some reason, he felt as if Fall Guy was meeting his gaze and giving him an approving look.
He was spurred on by that gaze and encouraged by the clattering of the head. He began frantically searching around for something that could be used as a weapon. He wanted to help the Fall Guys and take revenge on the Blue Demon.