As if blood suddenly filled this space, Wordsworth's pen was stained with blood and tears, turning the surrounding into a scarlet seabed.

In this chilling field, there are more than thirty figures standing.

The bodies of those figures were scorched black, with unburned black smoke emitting from their bodies, and the places where the mouths should have been stuck together.

Those were the women workers who were burned to death in the Hayleywood tragedy. They screamed **** the scarlet seabed, at first they screamed as if their mouths were covered, and then they finally broke free from the invisible suture, just like magma finally found the exit and spewed out from the crypt. They screamed in unison, and the entire bottom of the sea kept shaking.

Even if he was as strong as the two kings, he couldn't help but freeze and sink under such a deterrent.

The female workers seemed to form a weird chorus, and the screams that hurt the eardrums continued continuously. In front of them, a petite figure emerged from the scarlet wave.

She was wearing a tattered skirt, with pale golden hair stained with blood, and the skin on her body was like a rag doll destroyed by scissors, full of cuts.

The smile between the lips and teeth opened the crack at the corner of the mouth, and saw the excessive teeth that should have been hidden under the cheeks.

The little witch Anna appeared in the most startling form. Graham obviously knew who was in front of him, and panic appeared in his wide-open eyes...

The little witch was giggling, smiling like she was in the depths of hell. After following Sean for so long, she finally met the object of her revenge.

There was a rustling sound in the deep darkness behind the women workers. Like the wind blowing through the dense forest, like a lot of people whispering in the theater... like something is swarming in the tunnel.

what is that?

Ignoring the smiling man, the two looked into the deep, and then, they saw hundreds of burning mice rushing from the darkness, like a wave of flames!

Those were Anna's partners, innocent creatures who died in the sea of ​​fire together with the female workers.

The two people who were completely shocked by the scene in front of them stood on the spot, unable to move. The scene written by Wordsworth's pen, borrowing the rhythm of the **** in red, stained with blood and tears, is so terrifying!

Chance. Sean finally found a gap between the gazes of the two powerful spiritual forces. Taking advantage of the two of them falling into a turbulent sea, he nailed the rose brooch to the clothes of the three walkers. Next, he wanted to escape from their perception. Distance activates the brooch, recalling Shawshank Rogers' body and the trio to the Black Mansion!

The Laughing Man bent his knees, his legs swelled, and Olivia's charged jump was suddenly activated, causing the Laughing Man to break through the floor tiles and rush straight out of the factory building. With little spiritual power left, Sean still threw out the spiritual hook rope, wrapped it around the railing outside the factory building, pulled the Laughing Man's exhausted body, and rushed out of the scarlet factory building at an unseen speed.

The distance is not enough! If the brooch is activated here, they can still trace the trigger on the Laughing Man, and thus roughly find the direction of the haunted farm—Sean knows that as long as they have a general direction, they can turn the New Testament upside down!

So, the last spiritual power was handed over to Ivan Burns. Ivan's soul manipulated the Laughing Man to condense wings on his back—of course it was a transformed version, no longer a pair of white wings, but a pair of huge bat wings with a somewhat damaged wing membrane.

The bat wings fluttered violently, and with the momentum of the sprint, the Laughing Man flew into the midair of Donald's Brewery almost instantly.

Only then did he realize that the surroundings were full of noise. There are citizens and reporters gathered, more correctional officers have arrived, and the shepherd dog team is on standby. Of course, there are some special people watching in the shadows...

In mid-air, Sean felt that the distance was enough.

Initiate a recall here and they'll have no recourse!

Thinking like this, the spirit of the Laughing Man touched the invisible brooch...

The moment before activating the brooch, the Laughing Man felt the hairs on his back stand on end. He found that the sunlight above his head seemed to be distorted. He looked up suddenly, and saw a strange scene—a huge, transparent object blocked between him and the sun. With the help of distorted sunlight, he could vaguely see the outline of the object. With transparent membranous wings similar to itself, it seems to be a huge reptile.

Then, as if he had been hit by an invisible hammer, there was a busy sound in his ears, and his eyes went black. Like an angel being punished, he fell into the dust in the blink of an eye, and even smashed a shallow hole in the ground.

Oops. Sean swallowed. He felt that the Laughing Man's body was broken in many places, and the broken ribs seemed to be inserted into the lungs, and it hurt when he inhaled. The Laughing Man couldn't move.

The transparent giant fell back to the ground, and the clear earthquake kicked up a cloud of dust. The scarlet light in the workshop has also subsided, and the two fierce gods came with aggressive steps, as if laughing at the futile escape attempt just now.

The spiritual power that had been recovering continuously turned into elixir like a trickle, slowly recovering from the injury—unfortunately, too slow.

Kane walked straight over and squatted next to the Laughing Man, his black gloves reaching for the human leather mask. Sean gritted his teeth, ready to self-destruct.

"Ahem..."

Those present heard a slight cough.

The black gloves froze before the smiling man's eyes. Kane looked up, and Graham turned in the direction of the voice.

The old man appeared in the brewery, a silk handkerchief covering his coughing lips. Smoke and dust flew around, but bypassed his tall and thin figure.

"Sir." Shuangwang stood up straight. They didn't expect their boss to come to the scene.

Rockefeller walked over with a cane. The old man's left foot is a little lame, and it hasn't completely healed from the hunting injury four months ago.

He walked up to the Laughing Man, and Kane had to step aside. Luo Shi lowered his head and stared at it for a while~lightnovelpub.net~ and said softly, "It's you."

Sean is suspicious. He didn't understand why Rockefeller knew the mask he had made up from the story...

Could it be that he saw through himself hiding behind the substitute and knew his true identity? The atmosphere in the black mansion dropped to freezing point.

"Let's catch up on the past." After saying this, Luo Shi turned to his left and right hands, "Take him back, don't take off the mask."

The moment Rockefeller turned around, Sean saw a spot of light flashing on the old man's back. The light spot was fleeting, but he caught it.

It was a symbol, two overlapping masks, one crying and the other laughing.

That's "crying mask". The symbol of Dionysus, the "God of Drama".

The person in front of him was trying to tell him that the person who came was not the real Luo Shi, but was played by someone who had studied Dionysian power.

Sean knew that there was only one person around him with such ability.