American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 132 Epilogue
The big black dog is coming at you aggressively, but don't panic. To deal with this kind of vicious dog that bites, we just need to calmly put a muzzle on it and tie its limbs.

Then it will lose its threat.

Isn't it simple?

So how can the above manipulation be achieved?

It's very simple, just repeat "straw entanglement".

Straw shot out and wrapped around Blackshak.

The move was swift and precise; the large black dog, suspended in mid-air, had nowhere to gain leverage and no way to dodge.

With a mournful howl, Black Shak collapsed.

Once entangled, Black Shak could no longer bare its teeth or paw at people; it could only kick its feet haphazardly and struggle on the ground.

"Hehehe, is this the killing move you prepared? It's too weak, too weak!"

Baling, holding onto the dog's tail, dragged the black Xia Ke, who was as tall as an adult, slowly forward.

Without a doubt, with that immense strength alone, he could easily defeat everyone.

Ed Warren looked horrified, seemingly not expecting the big black dog to be so weak, falling down with a single blow.

"You naughty brat, get ready to be wrapped in straw!"

Before he could finish speaking, Baling was interrupted by a gunshot, and a hole the size of a little finger was blasted into his head.

A smoking bullet was embedded in it.

Ed suddenly had a gun in his hand, an old-fashioned flintlock pistol.

Damn it, it's actually American-style iaido!

Despicable local.

The area that was hit felt a sharp pain, and the flow of energy was also affected, resulting in a significant decrease in smoothness.

Because these bullets are soaked in holy water year-round and have been consecrated and enchanted, they have a good exorcising effect.

I didn't bring the advanced cross, and I didn't turn off friendly fire.

Baling had no choice but to reach out and try to manually remove the bullet.

At that moment, a huge black shadow suddenly pounced from behind, and the unexpected attack knocked him to the ground.

Ouch——!
Baling turned around, only to see a furry black dog's head. It opened its mouth and growled loudly.

It was done by the ghost dog, Black Shake.

Its body exploded into mist, and after breaking free of its restraints, it reformed and returned to the fray once more.

Baling was struck by misfortune again, but as a seasoned exorcist, Ed was adept at seizing every opportunity.

“We command you, unclean soul, and your servants.”

"I command you to obey my every word..."

A loud exorcism chant appeared, playing in a circular pattern centered on Ed.

It's a speaker!
He even brought a speaker!

"Stupid dog! Get down here right now." After being shot, Baling's strength was greatly reduced, and he no longer had the invincible posture of a warrior.

Now he was just a weak rag doll, being torn apart and bitten by Black Shak. During the exorcism chants, he became exceptionally agitated, but he refused to let go, like a mad dog.

“I, God’s servant, command you…”

A crucifix resembling a small Jesus figurine was handed to Eddie, who held it up while chanting an exorcism incantation.

The big black dog was the first to give up, turning back into a cloud of mist amidst painful howls, while the little scarecrow beneath it trembled violently from its straw body, as if it were about to fall apart.

"Quack! No! You can't do this... I... I'm not reconciled... How could my great cause... how could this happen..."

After a defiant roar, Baling's appearance changed drastically.

It went from an anthropomorphic scarecrow to a grotesque, oversized doll.

it's all over.

Ed arrived fully armed and, with a series of swift and fierce maneuvers, finally succeeded in defeating the evil scarecrow! Congratulations!
However, Ed hadn't forgotten another threat. He took a few steps forward, picked up the grinning scarecrow, and handed it to his wife for safekeeping.

Then he hurriedly ran to the base of the crooked tree, took out a gun, aimed, and fired immediately.

No gunshots rang out; only a thin stream of water accompanied by a hissing sound.

This is a water gun, a water gun filled with holy water.

Edzie shot at Basshiba, who was suspended there by straw ropes and whose straw powers had been rendered ineffective due to the suppression of Baling, thus allowing him to break free.

"Hmm hmm ah ah ah—!"

Unable to contain itself, it let out a painful howl. As Basshiba's spirit was burned, bursts of white mist appeared, and its form gradually dissipated.

At this point, all the threatening ghosts in the old house have been dealt with.

Afterwards, an exorcism ritual is performed, and the old house can then be lived in with peace of mind.

“Darling, you did a great job.” Rowling gave her husband a big hug. Then, as a final touch, Rowling acted as Ed’s eyes, providing him with a view.

Working together, the two quickly subdued the little boy who was living with the music box, the fat old woman in the basement, and the wandering maid.

As for the crow, it had disappeared long ago, no one knows when.

The Warrens searched the area but couldn't find it, so they had to give up.

It probably appeared along with the scarecrow, and disappeared along with it after the scarecrow was suppressed.

"Thank you so much, you've done so much for our family..."

The Rogers were extremely grateful, but the Warrens did not want them to reveal the matter.

Because exorcism rituals require church permission and cannot be performed privately.

Ed took a risky gamble for his wife Rowling's safety, and although he succeeded, he couldn't tell anyone.

If you always get on the train first and then buy a ticket later, you're breaking the rules.

Finally, the Warrens said goodbye to everyone and drove away.

It was already close to midnight.

There were very few vehicles on the road; it was a long time before you would see a car pass by.

The silent night gazes upon the earth.

Maybe I was tired during the day.

Rowling was very sleepy, but Ed had a poor sense of direction; he could easily get lost even if he went to the supermarket.

Rowling was worried and forced herself to keep her eyes open.

The car was playing invigorating rock music.

Actually, both of them were a bit tired, but thinking that the little scarecrow behind them might cause trouble at any time, it was better to hurry home as soon as possible.

Such evil things should be severely suppressed. Those who listen to the recitation of the Bible every day will never be able to do evil in their entire lives.

“Lorraine, if you’re sleepy, put down the chair and take a nap. We’ll be home when you wake up.” Ed knew his wife was exhausted; each psychic session was a considerable burden for Lorraine.

In particular, she seems to be facing a big guy today.

"Don't even think about it. Wait until I wake up. You never know where we'll end up. Forget about going home, we'll probably have to spend the night in the car."

Rowling was absolutely convinced of this, because Ed was sometimes ridiculously absent-minded.

The night is long.

Ed turned the music down, and the two chatted back and forth.

But as they talked, Rowling's spirits grew heavier and heavier, and after Ed said something, she finally managed a muffled call after a long while.

Seeing this, Ed stopped talking and just drove silently.

Her tired body was signaling that she needed to rest, and Rowling unconsciously leaned back in her chair, her eyes growing increasingly blurry.

Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a pair of golden eyes in the rearview mirror.
That is?

(End of this chapter)