I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

Is this the "Ascension" difficulty level?

He never expected that the task, which he initially thought would be quite simple, would be so difficult.

Just sitting here is enough to drive anyone crazy.

This isn't entertainment, it's pure torture!!!

Withered felt that time was passing unusually slowly, and every second was torture.

At this point, the movie also showed the scene where everyone was exploring the Taoist temple.

Drawn by the light and shadow, the withered creature couldn't control its mind and looked over.

Inside the Taoist temple, a stone statue suddenly appeared before him, and the statue's appearance...

The withered soul began to boil.

Chapter 602 The Song of the Foggy City People is a Song of Courage

Its mouthparts were covered with tentacles, and its long nose was filled with fine, sharp teeth.

And those four evil eyes, those ears like bat wings, that massive body—every glance at them made Wither feel as if his spirit had been trampled upon.

That awe-inspiring figure... Withered felt as if he had heard of it before.

In other realms, terrifying legends often circulate about those great beings, those ancient rulers.

Among them, withered had heard similar rumors.

He heard someone in the movie mention that person's name.

Fang Geng.

Lord of the mountains.

Upon hearing this name, Withered felt as if his consciousness had been plunged into a vat of boiling oil.

The intense heat made Withered tremble all over. He knew that his will could not withstand such torment. Fortunately, he was lucky because the moment he saw the statue, Withered's main sensory organs were burned.

Just like a human going blind, the withered one didn't continue to see that scene, and the writhing mist that rose from his body finally subsided after a churning.

Even the system's brutal and cruel words made the withered feel exceptionally tender.

Nevertheless, the people of Chongqing do not have only one pair of eyes like humans.

The main senses of the people of Fog City rely on their own gray fog. Under normal circumstances, this gray fog will continuously dissipate into the outside world, just like an extension of their own bodies. When the gray fog becomes thin to a certain extent, it becomes imperceptible, which is the limit of their vision.

Now, most of the withered body has been burned, leaving less than a third of it still functioning normally.

The withered body, having been corrupted by the alien world, possesses an exceptionally strong regenerative ability. Combined with the inherent power of the Fog City people, it can instantly recover to its original state when facing most enemies and monsters, as long as it is not killed.

However, this power has now become a constraint.

The withered vision was restored in less than thirty seconds.

He saw the statue again.

"what!!!"

The withered creature let out a miserable scream, attracting the attention of many people.

Of course, many people were so inspired by the statue of Fang Geng that they cried out in surprise. So everyone just glanced at this big, burly but cowardly guy and didn't pay much attention to him.

Only the woman sitting next to the withered plant glanced at it strangely and suppressed the urge to speak.

At this moment, withered felt as if it were churning in a boiling sea, and its whole being was in pain.

He felt like he was being roasted alive one moment and then like he was in an ice cave the next, and he kept turning over.

This was far more difficult than the predicaments he had experienced before.

After all, the previous missions were simply to kill a certain number of people in a certain place. If the opponent was strong, then the withered one could use various means to achieve the goal.

However, now the goal is quite clear and simple: just sit here and watch a movie.

There are no shortcuts or tricks, no opportunistic methods.

Enduring pain is the only way to complete the task.

Withered even considered giving up and abandoning the mission.

However, the Chosen Ones cannot abandon their mission; they can only complete it or die.

Once you've chosen this mission, there's no way you can escape unscathed.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and move forward.

Fortunately, Lu Ban wasn't a demon after all, and the movie didn't just focus on Fang Geng's statue; it also gave a brief shot of the worshipping corpse.

Looking at the corpse, Kuwei felt much better; even the hideous skeleton seemed handsome.

He looked away, focusing on recovering himself while continuing his mission.

His rationality had diminished considerably, and he was only one step away from collapse.

Although the people of Chongqing are naturally somewhat polluted, which prevents them from losing too much of their rationality when witnessing indescribable things, there are still limits.

A drop of five points at once is unprecedented for a withering plant.

He had less than fifteen sanity points left. If he had to do this a few more times, he wouldn't be thinking about whether he could complete the mission, but whether he could survive or die in his current state.

With all his senses shut down, he sat there in the movie theater.

To outsiders, he looked as if he were asleep.

Although the polluted images possessed a strange allure, constantly urging the withered to open its eyes and prick up its ears to see and hear, it resisted this behavior with a powerful will.

The song of praise for the people of Chongqing is a song of praise for courage.

At this moment, Kuwei is not fighting alone; the will of the ancestors of the Fog City, the warriors who once fought against the invaders from other lands, has possessed him.

If he can complete this task, Withered will reap a large reward. Moreover, he must bring back information about this alien land; otherwise, when other chosen ones arrive, they will surely suffer even more tragic calamities than he has.

Thinking of his fellow travelers he had met on missions, withering and persevering, their rationality slowly being burned away, he felt himself adrift in nothingness, unable to find a way forward.

Time ticked by, and withered felt he was about to win.

Just then, the woman beside him gently touched the withered thing.

"gentlemen?"

The woman's touch and words caused the withered body, which was in a state of tension, to suddenly release itself like a bomb that had been detonated.

His senses returned, and because of the previous blockage, they were now even more acute; he saw the scenes in the movie.

Those were countless worms that had been smashed out of Fang Geng's statue.

Those writhing monsters pierced through his withered will in an instant, shattering his perception.

In my field of vision, the system's cruel and brutal words are described in a light touch.

His withered eyes were bloodshot as he looked at the woman beside him.

"Sorry, I saw you were asleep, so I thought I'd remind you."

The woman said something.

I'm so grateful to your whole family!

In an instant, withering felt a strong urge to tear this woman to pieces, to torture her in the cruelest way in the foggy city, to make her wish she were dead.

But the last ten points of his remaining rationality stopped him.

The movie is about to end; we can't let it all go to waste.

A moment of patience will bring calm.

Withered did not answer the woman, but simply sat up straight, his face ashen.

His mind was filled with thoughts of using the last bit of time he had left before returning to the beginning of the mission to slaughter everyone in the movie theater. Even if he couldn't win, he wanted to show them his power.

The next moment, the scene in the movie shifts, and a temple appears in the withered eyes.

Chapter 603 This is my escape route!

When that temple appeared, Withered sensed something was wrong.

With that kind of structure, that kind of architectural style, that kind of atmosphere, there's no doubt that this temple is fraught with danger.

Withered didn't know if there were any obvious safety notices in the alien realm, but he was certain that there were definitely danger notices there.

That kind of instinctive premonition of danger that you can understand with just one glance.

When the temple came into view, he immediately sensed immense danger.

This is not just a pollutant, but the source of pollution!

All the monsters and twisted pollution in the movie originated from here!

Withered knew very well that if it continued to watch, it might face the worst possible end.

But what about the other people in the screening room?

Do these humans not feel even the slightest fear in the face of impending destruction?

They even showed expressions of anticipation and focus.

The withered creature felt a chill run down its spine.

He had seen terrifying things before.

He had also seen those fanatical believers, those fools who were oblivious to their own impending death.

But he had never seen such a scene before.

The audience members were not afraid of death or the pollution they were about to witness; their expressions were as earnest as those of a child greedily absorbing knowledge in a classroom.

Even when the temple appeared on the big screen, the audience did not back down.

Thinking about it carefully, withered, on the verge of collapse, realized that since movies, as a form of entertainment, were so widespread in this foreign land, there must be other people who had already seen this movie.

However, no unusual disasters occurred in the entire alien realm.

Does this mean that the humans in this alien land have already suffered such severe pollution?