American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 154 Attack
Baling's actions inspired courage in others.

They had originally intended to avoid the limelight, but Chris and Curly hesitated for a moment, a struggle flashing across their faces, before finally picking up their weapons and standing behind Baling.

"Bro, you're right. We outnumber them and have the advantage of surprise. Taking the initiative will definitely give us a greater chance of winning."

Curly-haired Guy was so nervous that his hands and feet were sweating. He gripped a stool and lowered his voice.

Baling: "You think so too? You're very brave! Why don't you lead the charge?"

Curly-haired guy stammered, "Ah? I...I..."

They each found their ambush positions, and the sounds outside the door grew closer and closer, until the conversation inside the house abruptly stopped.

The atmosphere grew increasingly tense, and my heart was pounding wildly.

But at that moment, Baling stood directly behind the door, ignoring the astonished looks of the others.

At first, they thought Baling wanted to hide behind the door and launch a sneak attack, but Baling didn't take any weapons or hide himself. He just stood there, seemingly waiting for the door to open.

What are you doing? What are you doing?!
Unfortunately, their thoughts couldn't be conveyed, and at this moment, even the slightest noise could be detected by the cannibals outside the door, causing them to miss their chance. Therefore, Chris and Curly could only watch anxiously.

The light from the gap under the door was blocked, indicating that someone had come outside.

Here they come!

Bang!
Two sharp sounds rang out almost simultaneously, one muffled and the other crisp.

Oh no, they've opened fire!

Hearing the loud noise, Curly, who had lived in America for a long time, shuddered reflexively and then hurriedly looked toward the source of the sound.

That one glance startled him so much that his eyes almost popped out.

Baling's arm pierced straight through the wooden door, and his perfectly precise punch struck the ogre's head behind the door.

In an instant, his skull fractured and his head convulsed.

It turned out that he hadn't fired a gun, but had thrown a punch, yet its power was no less than that of a gun.

After taking a punch, the bearded ogre froze instantly, his strength rapidly draining from his body, before collapsing backward in a slump.

A teammate's powerful strike boosted morale.

"Well done!" Jesse and Carly, hiding in the inner room, cheered inwardly, but Maria, who looked relaxed, was unsurprised.

Baling frowned almost imperceptibly. Something felt off. He had originally planned to smash it with one punch, but now his brain felt like it was going to explode.

It turns out they only shattered the skull.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

Upon seeing its companion fall, the ogre let out a wild, unintelligible howl and rapidly approached.

With a kick that shattered the wooden door, Baling strode towards the cannibal, bathed in sunlight.

Curly and Chris, seeing Baling's bravery, acted impulsively and immediately followed.

The three of us together are going to wreak havoc!

Before they had taken more than a few steps, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

The cannibal lying dead in front of the door, next to which lay the rolled-up corpse of a red-haired woman—Francine, who had been holding back, had been murdered.

Before they could even mourn for their companions, danger struck again.

A deformed cannibal carrying a quiver of arrows is holding a hunting rifle, squinting as he aims at his target.

boom!
Flames shot from the muzzle as a fierce bullet flew.

"Get out of the way!"

Seeing that things were not going well, the left and right protectors of Baling were about to retreat back into the house, but what happened next was completely incomprehensible to them.

Gunshots rang out one after another, but Baling's tall figure remained standing at the forefront.

Baling casually extended two fingers and strolled along, bullets passing by without causing him any harm.

Why is this happening again? The ogre's hunting rifle seems to be broken. Not a single bullet it fires is effective, even though it's aimed at human bodies!

Soon, the answer was revealed.

Baling opened his hand, and immediately, seven bullets fell from his hand.

This is the bullet that was fired.

"This is... the bullet was caught?" Chris's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. In his mind, this was impossible!
"Holy crap! It's kung fu! You must be Fire Cloud Evil God! I saw this movie in the theater!" Curly-haired guy next to him shouted excitedly. He was a little less intelligent, but he believed that kung fu was indeed that magical, possessing the power to transcend the mundane.

In fact, magic is the dominant force among humans in this world.

And many of these things are innate. So-called superpowers are actually just a latent manifestation of magic.

As for those kung fu skills that allow one to fly and escape into the earth, one would need to be incredibly lucky and ascend to a world of advanced martial arts.

"Coo-coo! Cluck-cluck! Coo-coo cluck-cluck!"

The cannibal who fired the gun suddenly started flailing his arms and legs, looking utterly exasperated. With his limited intelligence, he couldn't understand why the gun wasn't working as well as before.

However, he also had a bow hanging on his back.

He drew his bow and nocked an arrow, which shot out like a string of pearls.

It cut through the air and came rushing in with a whoosh.

"Here we go again!" This time, Chris and Curly-haired Guy consciously hid behind Baling, and Baling naturally lived up to their expectations.

He drew a circle with his left hand, using skillful force to knock down the arrow.

With a simple, unremarkable movement of his right hand, he caught the arrow precisely with his fingers, without the slightest tremor, and then flicked his wrist.

The arrow was as fast as a bullet, flying out in an instant and colliding with the third arrow in mid-air!
With a clang, the third arrow was shot down.

The arrow that Baling hurled was split in two, shaft to arrowhead, but its momentum did not diminish as it plunged forward.

"Gah!" The archer ogre's eye sockets gushed fluid, and he was still holding the arrow in the nocking motion, but two sections of the arrow were already protruding from the back of his head.

Clearly, with his brain damaged, he wouldn't survive.

The last remaining cannibal was small and the ugliest-looking. He charged forward, wielding a small dagger and chuckling maniacally.

"I'll take this one!" Curly-haired guy picked up an axe that had fallen to the ground and swung it at the skinny cannibal.

With one swing of the axe, the ogre fell to the ground.

The evil cannibal has been dealt with.

Having suffered such severe injuries, there should be no way for him to survive.

That's true in theory, but these cannibals just can't be dealt with using common sense.

Apart from the archer cannibal whose brain was completely wrecked.

The gaunt ogre with an axe wound in its chest and the large ogre with a sunken face actually staggered to their feet.

With a roar, it pounced on the crowd.

Fortunately, although it is very resilient, it is much slower in its movements.

Curly-haired Guy continued hacking and slashing with his axe, brutally beating the skinny ogre. Chris plunged his machete into the ogre's neck again and again, blood gushing out, and the large ogre slowly collapsed to the ground.

At this point, the three cannibals were essentially wiped out.

After the commotion outside stopped, the people inside came out.

Looking at the grotesque, fanged ogres, no one would feel any sympathy for these monsters.

They found their dead companion, Glasses Guy, in the cannibal's car. Curly Guy and the others discussed it and decided to leave him in the house, along with the cannibals, and wait for the police to handle the situation.

Later, the group drove the cannibal's car back to where they started.

(End of this chapter)