I made myself the protagonist

Just as Ling Yun was about to catch up, Zhao Sicheng grabbed his arm. Not only him, but also Wei Chongming showed a horrified expression.

"You don't know how dangerous it is up there, right?" Zhao Sicheng pointed to the direction where the triangle head disappeared. Because he was so excited when he spoke, veins popped out on his neck: "You still dare to go there, for fear that you won't die enough. Right?"

"The fat man is right." Wei Chongming swallowed and said with lingering fear: "Last time in Silent Hill, it was this monster that killed all the players in the other team. Tang Yao, Brother Shen and I both I have seen its power, that thing cannot be killed in the other world!"

"It's different..." Ling Yun murmured to himself, ignoring the dissuasion of his two companions and insisting on catching up with the triangle head who had just left.

Zhao Sicheng and Wei Chongming looked at each other. At this juncture, Ling Yun insisted on taking risks. Such an abnormal attitude made him totally different from the usually cautious and vigilant Ling Yun.

Wang Qin hasn't figured out what's going on right now, but after experiencing so many things, he has now identified Ling Yun. No matter what the other party wants to do, he just needs to keep up.

Recalling that Shen Tinglan's situation just now was indeed very wrong, and considering that the other party was very likely to be on top, Zhao Sicheng also planned to follow Ling Yun.

At first, Kong Xiang and Wang Tianxing were hesitant, but soon everyone heard the cries for help coming from other prisoners from the prison upstairs.

Considering that some of the survivors had also been pulled into the other world, Ling Yun immediately stood up and told everyone: "The situation is urgent now, and we can't just sit back and ignore it. We must rescue those prisoners and take them to a safe place. Don't let too many people die here, otherwise the resentment will become the source of power for ghosts."

Obviously, Shen Tinglan created this inner world in order to drag Xu Lin into his own domain to compete with him. If something happens to Shen Tinglan, let alone whether the world can return to normal, even if it recovers, everyone will still be unable to escape. Sanctions of the Warden.

Therefore, after hearing what Ling Yun said, Kong Xiang and Wang Tianxing also agreed to his proposal. They all reached an agreement and went upstairs together.

The traces left by the long knife still remained on the stairs, extending all the way to the third floor.

When he reached the second floor, he heard the screams of the prisoners in the cells inside, and Ling Yun suddenly stopped: "Chongming, Fatty, take Wang Qin and go with Kong Xiang and the others. I'll go to the third floor to have a look myself."

"What? Are you alone?" Wei Chongming retorted without thinking: "It's too dangerous, Brother Ling, let me go with you."

Zhao Sicheng also frowned and said that he could go together.

However, as soon as they brought it up, they were stopped by Ling Yun: after experiencing the previous battle with the warden and those monsters, the props on everyone's body have been exhausted, and the remaining physical energy is not enough to support them. More importantly, The strong resentment permeating the third floor is far beyond what Zhao Sicheng can bear. If he were to be brought along, it would be counterproductive.

"There should be monsters on the second floor. Kong Xiang and the two of them alone are not enough. You stay and fight together. I still have the ability to protect myself. If I really find something wrong, I can teleport away." Considering that Shen Tinglan is very worried. It is possible that he is upstairs, and among everyone, only Ling Yun has the ability to take him away.

After calming down, Zhao Sicheng and Wei Chongming agreed to his proposal.

"Okay, Brother Ling, take this gun, there is still a bullet in it." Wei Chongming handed the psychic gun to Ling Yun: this is the weapon he transformed with his remaining mental power.

"Well, everyone, please be careful." Ling Yun put away his weapons, separated from his companions, and quickly chased after him along the stairs.

The sensor lights in the corridor have long been damaged, and even the originally brand-new iron stairs are now rusty. Ling Yun stepped on them, making a constant "crunching" sound under his feet, and black blood continued to flow on the surrounding walls.

Ling Yun used a flashlight and continued to move forward along the traces of his feet. At this moment, he suddenly heard a burst of footsteps coming from the corridor.

Ling Yun immediately turned off the flashlight, hunched over and hid around the corner.

"Pap, tap, tap." In the darkness, the footsteps became clearer and clearer. The footsteps sounded heavy and slow, which was especially weird in this silent and dark corridor.

The harsh metal sound reappeared, and as the opponent approached, Ling Yun smelled a strong and pungent smell of blood.

At this time, almost all the prisoners who were originally held in the cell were killed; in the room full of blood and corpses strewn around, there was a group of ferocious and terrifying ghosts in their place.

Although it can be vaguely seen from the appearance that the other party has a human face, their bodies are extremely distorted. The whole person looks like a twisted twist, and the head is half hanging on the chest. It looks very attractive.

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The ghosts kept making hoarse syllables from their throats, and pairs of pale hands went deep into the cell, trying to catch the "people" walking through the corridor.

Ling Yun dared to turn on the flashlight and shine it forward. In his sight, the huge figure with the triangular head had appeared in the corridor. Most of its body was exposed, its arms were full of muscles, and it was dragging a handful nearly two meters long.

The big knife was stained with dark blood stains.

The triangular head walked very slowly, tilting half of his body towards the side where the long knife was.

Ling Yun discovered that the opponent seemed to have only one purpose from beginning to end. Just as it slowly passed by one of the cells, a pair of pale ghost hands suddenly stretched out, as if it wanted to attack the triangle head.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, the triangular head suddenly raised the long knife in his hand, swung it fiercely, and instantly cut the ghost hand into two pieces.

The black blood from the severed arm spattered everywhere, and after spraying on it, it quickly corroded a large area of ​​Triangle Head's skin. However, it was not affected at all, but continued to drag the knife and slowly walked towards a cell.

"Hiss." Ling Yun couldn't help but sucked in a breath of air. Just now, he sensed an unusually familiar aura from the triangle head's body.

Could it be...

Just as Ling Yun was thinking, the door of the cell in front was suddenly opened by a burst of black mist. Immediately afterwards, two skinny corpses were thrown towards the triangle head.

The triangular head subconsciously swung the long knife and chopped the corpse into several pieces. At the same time, the black mist spread in all directions, and part of it penetrated into the exhaust hole on the ceiling.

Ling Yun knew that Xu Lin, who was hiding inside, must be trying to escape.

Can't let it go like this!

He quickly pulled out the gun Wei Chongming gave him, aimed at the center of the black fog and pulled the trigger. The moment the psychic bullet passed through the fog, a terrifying evil ghost's face appeared in it.

After discovering the direction of Ling Yun, Xu Lin roared and attacked directly towards his location.

At the critical moment, a long knife mixed with strong wind directly split the black fog from the middle. The triangular head stepped forward step by step, stretched out his left hand and inserted it into the fog. Then, Ling Yun discovered countless white tentacle-like tentacles.

Insects got into its arms and began to corrode Triangle Head's arms.

However, these seemed to have no effect on it at all. Green veins appeared on the strong arms of the triangle head; it exerted a slight force, and the next second, a transparent humanoid shape wrapped in black mist was slowly pulled out by it.

The triangular head grabbed the opponent's throat and lifted the struggling soul into the air. And it was the boss in this copy, Xu Lin's body.

"Sure enough... it is judging the sins and giving the warden the punishment he deserves." Ling Yun murmured.

The triangle head raised the knife and waved his right arm. Under Ling Yun's witness, the warden's soul was directly pierced by the weapon.

Accompanied by a shrill howl that almost shattered the eardrums, a large cloud of black smoke continued to fill the wound in the evil spirit's belly... and finally dissipated completely.

The lights on the ceiling above his head flickered on and off, and at the same time, the blood stains, rust stains and iron thorns on the surrounding walls turned into ashes and floated into the air.

The huge triangular head released the knife in its hand as the other world collapsed, and slowly sat down on its knees. As the skin on its body became chapped and turned to dust, a familiar figure gradually appeared in Ling Yun.

in sight.

Shen Tinglan, who was covered in blood, had already lost consciousness and fell limply to the ground.