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Chapter 310 310. Don’t be afraid if you accidentally enter a horror movie set, because I am the scariest one (Please subscribe!)

"One, two, Freddy will come to you."

A strange nursery rhyme rang out on the street filled with plastic dolls. The boy's voice, so calm that it showed no emotion at all, made the already eerie nursery rhyme even more terrifying.

"Three, four, lock your door."

Mo Hao's figure appeared ghostly behind the plastic doll, and his five fingers formed into claws and easily pierced into the doll's body. Even though the material of the human head was harder than steel, it could not prevent it from being pierced and torn into pieces.

"Five, six, cover your face."

Although there are stars in the night sky, the starlight seems to be isolated from the earth, and there are no lights on the streets. The faint light makes the darkness on the streets even deeper and becomes the main background color of this street.

"Seven or eight, breathing will stop."

The plastic dolls are not simply observed with vision. In this place where there is no life, they will find anything that shows signs of life.

But this ability, which had always been effective, had lost its effect on Mo Hao at this moment.

Mo Hao seemed to have merged into the darkness. He didn't have any life signs at all. He had no heat source, couldn't sense the airflow when breathing, and couldn't even feel his heartbeat.

When the plastic dolls are searching, they often just need to turn around or turn their heads, letting their companions out of their sight for a moment, and then it would be as if a wild beast jumped out of the darkness and silently tore their companions into pieces.

When they turned around, all they could see were plastic debris on the ground and a head with its mouth corner forcibly cut open with a sharp weapon, revealing a "smile".

They should have been existences that gave outsiders fear and despair, they should have been dead objects without any living emotions, but for some reason, after seeing the other puppets' mouths torn apart for the eighteenth time, with only the [smile] heads left, an emotion that I had never experienced before appeared on these puppets.

"Nine, ten, you will never sleep!"

The fear in the air seemed to be detonated, and the puppets began to leave their positions in panic.

Even they don't know why they do this, so they instinctively don't want to get close to heads that only have a smile on their faces.

On the heads of their own kind, these creatures, which only brought fear to others, tasted for the first time the oldest and strongest emotion of mankind: fear!

But the lambs that flee in panic have always been the favorite targets of hunters. Mo Hao blended into the shadows and quietly devoured the puppet that was out of other people's sight without the puppet noticing.

Perhaps the term "blending into the shadows" is not quite appropriate. With every move Mo Hao made, darkness would emerge to cover and conceal him, as if darkness was his natural territory.

The darkness wrapped in fear is like the deepest part of your heart, just like the dark fear under your bed when you were a child. It exists and it scares you.

You can't find it, but it is always watching you, watching you quietly.

Then, when you relax, it will completely devour you with despair and fear, leaving no trace behind.

When Mo Hao's figure appeared from the street again, there were no puppets left. The last puppet that could still move was only a head, which was held in Mo Hao's hand.

Weighing the plastic head in his hand, Mo Hao couldn't help but show a trace of disgust on his face, "Sure enough, it's just a shell. I thought it would be a one-to-one replica of a real human head."

The doll only looks like a human being on the outside, and is so delicate that it is indistinguishable from the real thing, but the inside is a standard plastic doll interior, which is either empty or filled with plastic.

Mo Hao threw the toy in his hand aside and waited quietly for the subsequent changes.

After he killed all the puppets, he could feel that something was happening on the street. More puppets?

Or maybe something more horror-movie-like?
The puppet was not worth being afraid of at all; Mo Hao could easily destroy it without even having to use any strength.

As for some fresh horror movie stuff...

If Mo Hao reveals the appearance of the Qilin Demon, a big demon, and uses some evil means, it will be hard to say who will be the most terrifying one.

Soon, new changes occurred. The night sky, which should have been filled with only stars, suddenly had a silvery white moon.

The moonlight slowly descended, and the floating figure descended to the earth along the moonlight.

The moon-white long skirt fluttered in the wind, and her black hair was scattered. She was a beautiful woman with a delicate face, like a cold and clear moon.

The other person's closed eyes slowly opened, his pupils dilated as if they were out of focus and looked straight over. The moment the other person's eyes looked over, Mo Hao's body acted faster than his thoughts, and he subconsciously turned his body to narrowly avoid a curved moon blade.

The crescent-shaped blade of light swirled and pierced through several buildings, causing quite a commotion on the quiet street.

This movement seemed to stimulate this strange place. Countless black shadows that could not even cover the night poured out from everywhere and formed all kinds of strange shapes around Mo Hao.

Some of them look like two people who were severely burned by fire were spliced ​​together.

Some of them are roughly in human shape, but their hands and feet are not normal. Instead, they are long and thin like tentacles. More importantly, there are severe signs of corrosion all over their bodies.

Among these two types of things that have appeared, they are the closest to human aesthetics, and the rest are things that are full of curiosity.

There are more than a dozen centipedes spliced ​​together, and it is hard to say whether some of the parts in the middle are made of human materials.

Some of them have the shape of a human, with complete hands and feet, but anyone with eyes can see that none of the organs on their bodies are original.

There were traces of sutures on his hands, feet and torso, and even his hands had twelve different fingers sewn together.

"To be honest, I don't really like horror movies, especially those that are just for the faint of heart."

Although if he reveals the appearance of a big demon, he will be the most terrifying one no matter which horror movie set he goes to, this does not mean that Mo Hao will like those extremely bizarre things.

Their mere existence has dealt a continuous blow to Mo Hao's individual aesthetic sense.

Facing the human centipede crawling towards him, Mo Hao slightly opened the five fingers of his right hand as if supporting something. With a "sudden" sound, a ball of purple flame burned in his hand.

The flames did not cause any harm to Mo Hao. He simply waved the flames in his hand out like flowing water. The purple flames immediately rushed along the ground, like a nimble giant snake wrapping around a human centipede.

When the purple flame touched the human centipede, its entire body was instantly ignited. The purple flame, which did not cause any harm to Mo Hao, was full of brutal killing power on the human centipede.

It was turned into ashes almost in an instant, leaving no trace behind.

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