RPAGF Chapter 291 123, wooden man
Chapter 291 123, wooden man
However, at this moment, a low laugh suddenly came from the corner of the wall.
The sound was eerie and strange, as if it came from all directions.
"Do you think it's over?"
Chen Yile turned his head suddenly, and the scene in front of him made his pupils shrink suddenly - those people who had fallen just now stood up one by one, their bodies still bleeding and rotting, but their eyes flashed with even stronger malice and madness.
"It's over..." Chen Yile whispered in his heart. He had already clenched the talisman in his hand, but he felt a chill on his back.
The real nightmare has just begun...
Chen Yile took a deep breath, and the talisman in his hand drew a golden arc of light in the air.
He glared at the children who were being controlled by the clown, gnashing his teeth and cursing softly, "These poor children..."
He raised his hand and threw the talisman at one of the boys. The talisman made a rapid sound of wind in the air and finally stuck to the boy's chest.
However, something strange happened.
The talisman did not emit the blazing light as Chen Yile expected, nor did it dispel the other party's evil spirit.
Instead, it simply stuck to the child's clothes and then slid off silently, as if no force had been generated.
Chen Yile was stunned, his brows furrowed, and a cold snort came from his throat.
He clenched his fists and cursed softly, "The spell is actually... ineffective?"
Several controlled children stood there blankly, with no life in their eyes and expressionless faces, like puppets being manipulated.
Chen Yile's heart was burning with anger, and deep in his heart was an uncontrollable sense of anger and powerlessness.
He knew that it wasn't the kids' fault; they were just pawns manipulated by the clown.
But now, he has to take more extreme measures.
"There's nothing I can do..." Chen Yile's eyes turned cold and he murmured in a low voice.
His hand quickly reached to his waist and took out the Tianshi Sword that emitted a faint cold light.
The sword's edge flashed with a cold silver light in the dim light, like a bloodthirsty beast, ready to strike.
He suddenly leaped up, and the Tianshi Sword drew a sharp arc in the air, slashing fiercely at the child closest to him.
The sword flashed, blood splattered, and the child fell silently, the emptiness in his eyes gradually replaced by pain and relief.
Chen Yile's hands trembled slightly, but he quickly restrained his emotions, gritted his teeth, and then attacked the remaining children.
The Tianshi Sword swung again and again, taking away innocent lives, but he had no choice.
When the last child fell, Chen Yile's body trembled slightly, his heart beat violently, and beads of sweat covered his forehead.
He stood there with his sword raised, breathing heavily, his eyes cold with helplessness and pain.
“Ah!” He howled to the sky, his voice filled with anger and powerlessness, echoing in the empty corridor, “Clown! Get out here!”
The echo lingered in the dark corridor for a long time, and the air was filled with a suffocating silence.
"Clown!" Chen Yile's voice rang out again, filled with deafening anger. "These people are still in school! If you do this, I won't forgive you!"
Suddenly, a strange laugh came from a dark corner, as if someone was scratching glass with fingernails, harsh and chilling.
The laughter was sharp and crazy, filled with sarcasm and contempt, echoing in the empty corridor like an echo from the abyss.
"Hahahahahaha...hahahaha..." The clown's laughter rang out, and the sound seemed to be everywhere, and seemed to come from all directions, making it impossible to capture his location.
Chen Yile's expression became even gloomier, with suppressed anger burning in his eyes.
He glared around, but the clown ignored him and continued with his weird laughter.
The laughter seemed to be mocking Chen Yile mercilessly, as if telling him: You are just a powerless puppet.
Just as Chen Yile's anger was about to get out of control, Huang Xiaofang suddenly rushed over and hugged him tightly: "Brother Chen, calm down! Don't be impulsive anymore!"
Xiao Yin also hurried over and grabbed Chen Yile's wrist: "Brother Chen, don't be impulsive! Now is not the time to be impulsive."
Chen Yile's chest heaved violently, and the sword blade trembled slightly in his hand.
His eyes were filled with resentment and anger, but he eventually slowly put down the Heavenly Master Sword, and the veins on his forehead gradually disappeared.
Huang Xiaofang and Xiao Yin breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and Chen Yile finally calmed down.
"Joker..." He whispered through gritted teeth, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.
At this moment, there was a sudden strange fluctuation in the air, as if something was approaching.
Sure enough, the clown appeared again!
His figure seemed to emerge from the darkness and gradually became clearer.
That face covered in oil paint still had a crazy smile on its face, and his eyes revealed a heart-pounding madness.
Chen Yile roared angrily and raised the Tianshi Sword in his hand high again. He rushed forward suddenly, with the sword pointing directly at the clown.
However, Huang Xiaofang and Xiao Yin quickly grabbed him.
"Brother Chen, don't!" Huang Xiaofang shouted, "You are no match for him!"
Xiao Yin also hugged Chen Yile's arm tightly: "Brother Chen, if we continue to act impulsively, we will all die!"
Chen Yile's steps paused. Although he was filled with anger, he knew that Huang Xiaofang and Xiao Yin were right.
He had tried the fight just now and he was no match for the Joker.
If they force their way forward at this moment, I'm afraid all of them will die here.
"Clown, what exactly do you want to do?" Chen Yile asked gritting his teeth, his voice low and threatening.
The clown licked his lips and showed a creepy smile: "What do you want to do? Haha, this game is not over yet."
His voice was sharp and full of teasing. "Next, the second round of the game is about to begin."
Chen Yile's heart tightened, and he gripped the Tianshi Sword tightly in his hand, his eyes as sharp as torches.
"Second round of game?" he asked coldly.
The clown smirked and shook his finger gently. "The rules are simple. One, two, three, freeze. When you say freeze, whoever moves will die."
Chen Yile's heart suddenly sank. He glanced at the surroundings. The dim corridor looked even more eerie in the darkness. A few flickering lights flickered like ghost lights. The surroundings were dead silent, with only the clown's laughter echoing in the air.
A hint of teasing flashed in the clown's eyes: "Oh, right, run. Whoever can run out of this building will end the game."
Chen Yile's breathing became rapid. He knew that this was not as simple as the clown said.
The building has been blocked by a strange force and they can't escape at all.
Even if they manage to escape the Joker's sight, the terrifying forces hidden in the darkness will ruthlessly tear them to pieces.