The terrifying heavens inside the box

Kurt noticed Hadley's gaze, said nothing, and turned to leave.

These "sacrifice faction" people are obsessed with sacrifices!

They only care about the success of the sacrifice, appeasing the evil god and protecting the world. How could they care about the thoughts of the offerings?

Therefore, Kurt, who had once been a sacrifice, would rather not deal with them than have to unless absolutely necessary.

But now that the evil gods underground are stirring, he can only rely on the power of these people to gain a deeper understanding of them so that he may be able to fight against them in the future.

Kurt glanced at the thunder hammer and thunder chisel in his hands, then looked up at the sky:

"Since this is a divine artifact from the East..."

"Could the hope for saving the world lie in the East?"

Just then, a voice came from his walkie-talkie.

"A large number of survivors have been found in the ruins of the commercial street! Survivors have been found! Requesting assistance!"

"Hang in there!" Kurt yelled, pulling his goggles out of his pocket and putting them on.

Grip the Thunder God's Chisel tightly, and with a thought, soar into the sky.

He flew into the air and rushed to the scene at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour.

When Kurt arrived at the ruins of the commercial street, he looked down and frowned.

This place is too close to that "abyss".

Countless dark red tentacles are expanding recklessly into the surrounding ruins.

If he hadn't heard about the same "abyss" that had appeared here before, and hadn't witnessed those disgusting tentacles devouring humans, he probably wouldn't be as vigilant as he is now.

"Bang bang bang..."

Suddenly, a burst of intense gunfire drew Kurt's attention.

He lowered his altitude and flew towards the direction from which the sound came.

Before long, a group of figures were seen with their backs to the ruins, surrounded by countless dark red tentacles.

"Hang in there! I'm coming!"

Kurt held a thunder chisel suspended in the air with one hand and raised a thunder hammer with the other.

A burst of white light erupted, transforming into a spherical lightning field that slammed violently into the ground.

The dark red tentacles turned charred, smoked, and convulsed wildly under the burst of this power.

The remaining tentacles around them seemed to sense their natural enemy and retreated on their own.

Seeing this, Kurt breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that you've retreated. There are still so many people here; otherwise, he was all alone, and he might not have been able to protect everyone.

"Are you alright?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kurt frowned.

The "survivors" in front of me all had smiles on their faces.

It wasn't the relief of surviving a disaster, nor the gratitude of being rescued.

Rather, it was a... chilling, twisted laugh.

His nerves tensed instantly, and he instinctively raised the Thunder Hammer, sparks crackling and flying across its shaft.

"Who are you?!"

The "survivors" opposite him gradually surrounded him, trapping him in the center, their smiles growing increasingly eerie.

Until one of them slowly spoke, his voice dry and hoarse:

"He has been asleep since the beginning of the world."

"Now that you've awakened, you are being watched over from the abyss."

The man grinned, his mouth almost splitting to his ears, his eyes bulging and bloodshot.

"The retinue of the outer gods."

"Rest in the embrace of my Lord! Wash away the filth from your foreign land!"

A series of whispered murmurs drifted from the surroundings, their tone both frenzied and devout:

"Praise be to the Lord of the Earth, praise be to the ancient beings."

"Any foreign blasphemy should be burned to ashes!"

They stretched out hands covered in dark red patterns, with black liquid dripping from their fingertips.

"The world will eventually be cleansed, only He... is the only true home."

The voices converged and finally morphed into a shrill, inhuman scream:

"For my Lord! Offer up the retinue of the outer gods!"

Amid the shouts, the crowd began to slowly move forward, step by step...

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Kurt's forehead.

This is the first time I've encountered this strange group of people.

But without a doubt, they were bewitched by those evil gods underground.

Wait, what about the people we rescued before?

His heart skipped a beat.

If among the people we rescued before, there were also those who had been bewitched!

Just as I thought of this, I remembered that Jules and Marty were still in the safe zone.

Kurt was immediately extremely anxious.

"Get out of here!"

He unleashed a bolt of lightning, sending one of the approaching people flying.

But this scene seemed to have triggered some kind of mechanism.

The people around them instantly swelled and twisted, their clothes being torn apart.

Until they turned into tentacle monsters that were no longer human.

"Fuck! Damn it!"

Kurt was instantly disgusted and gripped his thunder chisel, wanting to run away.

Just as it flew into the air, its feet suddenly plummeted.

He looked down and realized that a tentacle monster had somehow wrapped itself around his foot.

Kurt gritted his teeth and kicked.

Just as he was about to kick it off, the tentacle monster shot out another tentacle, which tightly wrapped around his other leg.

The tentacle monsters below had intertwined with each other, turning into a larger and longer tentacle that continued to extend upwards.

It had become one with the tentacle monster that was wrapped around its leg.

Then this enormous creature, pulling the humans in mid-air, is slowly heading towards the abyss.

"what!"

Kurt struggled frantically, desperately using his hammer to generate electricity and repel the tentacles that were trying to spread upwards.

Realizing that he had reached the most critical moment, he disregarded everything else.

Unleash your ultimate move!

After using this move on the evil god last time, Kurt almost suffered a mental breakdown and fell from the sky.

Fortunately, he was jolted awake by the hammer in mid-air and managed to grab the chisel to save his life.

He can't care about that now.

"Thunder God...help me!"

With a shout, the hammer and chisel clashed.

A deafening roar of thunder echoed through the clear sky, followed by a burst of dazzling white light.

The powerful shockwave knocked back the nearby rubble and buildings that were suspended in mid-air.

In an instant, all the tentacles wrapped around Kurt turned charred black, emitting white smoke, and began to fall downwards.

At this moment, Kurt barely managed to maintain a sliver of consciousness by relying on the electric shocks from the Thunder Hammer to stimulate his nerves.

Just as he was about to feel relieved, a small tentacle suddenly flew out from the charred mass and wrapped tightly around his ankle again.

Before Kurt could react, the giant tentacles along the edge of the abyss began to entwine, extend, and grow longer towards the sky, until they connected with the small tentacle monster at Kurt's feet.

A tremendous force suddenly pulled him down, and the surrounding scenery rushed away.

As he gazed down at the abyss drawing ever closer, Kurt turned deathly pale and couldn't even utter a single "no."

In despair, all he could do was use his last bit of strength to grip the thunder hammer and thunder chisel tightly.

In a daze, Kurt seemed to see a familiar scene again.

A gigantic hand, obscuring the sky, descended from the heavens.

That irresistible force descended from nowhere, halting the dragging.

Kurt actually felt the tentacles on his ankle loosen, and took the opportunity to use the Thunder Cudgel to escape and fly away. Only when he reached the airspace above the safe zone did he relax, and he immediately fainted after landing...

……

Outside the box, Wang Hao looked at the severed, twisted, and deformed tentacle in his palm.

"These guys are really cowardly! They'd rather sever their tails... no, I mean, their tentacles, than be caught. Is it that fun underground? I've provoked them so much, why aren't they coming out to fight back?"

Of course, he wouldn't underestimate those guys either.

It is, after all, a Cthulhu-style evil god. Even if it cannot compare to the original, judging from the current situation of it bewitching believers and corrupting humanity, its power is still not weak.

Not to mention, there seems to be more than one in number.

These evil gods clearly have the upper hand.

If that's the case, why don't they just come out and destroy the world?

Is it really just because they are afraid of this so-called Outer God?

Upon reflection, Wang Hao realized that things were not so simple.

Judging from the current signs, the evil gods in these boxes are probably preparing some kind of big move.

This gave him a sense of crisis.

I've only just set my sights on becoming a miniature director. If the foundation of The Cabin in the Woods is destroyed, all that's left is the world of Ju-on, a horror film that I can use to make movies.

I don't know if a new world can be opened up.

It now seems that the box was too restrictive for me.

From the perspective alone, it is fixed on the original protagonist, so everything can only be done passively.

If there were more perspectives...

Thinking of this, Wang Hao suddenly paused.

Yes! More perspectives.

Since one original protagonist counts as one perspective, I can just find more!

He quickly switched the scene in the box to Ju-on, looking at the Ghost Theater.

Isn't this also a main character? What if we put the Ghostly Actress in the cabin in the woods?

Wouldn't that create an extra perspective out of thin air?

If other main characters were added...

Thinking of this, Wang Hao's eyes grew brighter and brighter, but then he sighed sadly.

"Unfortunately, what exactly is the method, or rather, the rule, for opening up this new world?"

"The Ju-on world also opened suddenly without any warning."

As they were talking, the scene inside the box flickered.

Upon seeing this, Wang Hao was stunned.

The new world...is here already?