The black fog column of Lingxi Mountain has not dissipated. The extremely high concentration of abnormal fog is like the most evil substance in the world, spreading on the mountain like an indestructible virus. The volume of the entire fog column is also visible to the naked eye. The speed of expansion and expansion...

At the top of the fog column, the body of the fog column separates hundreds of black fog strips. From a distance, the black fog strips seem to have an unspeakable vitality, like some unknown life. Strange tentacles, and at the end of the nearly a thousand tentacles, there is a "person" gathered from black mist.

It is it that speaks.

"Millions of people died because of me..."

Chen Xian turned around and raised his head, looking calmly at the figure floating in the air. The words in his mouth didn't seem to cause Chen Xian's mood swings too much, and his eyes looked the same. So calm at first.

"Sure enough, you were not destroyed by me."

Hearing Chen Xian's non-emotional voice, the black mist figure floating in the air seemed to be stunned for a second, and then slowly fell to the ground with a smile, and stepped on the mud ground silently.

Feeling the weird and unspeakable aura on it, people in the field began to step back, instinctively wanting to distance themselves from it.

"Boss, it seems to be a spirit body." Lu Yisheng held an instrument that kept emitting electronic notification sounds in his hand. He stood behind Chen Xian and looked at the foggy man with great vigilance. The body is about ten times larger, not the most powerful one, but...the response of the instrument is very strange, it seems that sometimes its existence is not detected."

"You take other people back, don't approach it rashly." Chen Xian's voice was very low, as if he was afraid that the mister who appeared inexplicably would hear it, and a very light voice was made between the slight tremors of his lips, "You take When people retreat, take Muhe away. I have her scruples. If she doesn't want to leave...you just say that I said it."

"Okay, then leave it to you here, let's withdraw first!"

When Lu Yisheng was about to organize the crowd to evacuate down the mountain, the foggy man seemed to have known everything, and suddenly spoke to Lu Yisheng.

"Fear is an ancient emotion that cannot be escaped, so is death. No matter how far you go, you will eventually be enveloped by the shadow of death. Why waste the last time of your life to do meaningless things..." Wu Man Speaking softly, as if thinking of something, he couldn't help but shook his head, "A stupid choice will only make you regret for life..."

"Isn't it?" Lu Yisheng stood at a distance of 50 meters from the Wuren, making sure that Chen Xian could protect him from this angle, and instantly jumped up and shouted at the Wuren, "You continue to pretend to Laozi! I'll see if my boss won't make you shit!"

"Your boss? Chen Xian?"

The fog man suddenly uttered a strange laugh with a ridiculous meaning. It seems that this body formed by the black fog is not stable. While it is laughing, the body is constantly trembling. The black fog on the surface It's like many continuous burning black flames, constantly swaying strangely, like a dim candle in the dark...

"You said that millions of people will die because of me. What do you mean?" Chen Xian looked at a distance of only ten meters away from him, the expression on his face was as calm as ever.

Mr. Skeleton squatted behind Chen Xian and stared at it, putting his hands on his knees silently, and the knuckles that had been gnawed away by it were rapidly regenerating.

This skeleton is a bit confused, because it feels a different kind of breath from the fog man, even if the fog communicated to the skeleton is not dangerous, it is even much weaker than the previous worm giant, but that kind of The older and more distant breath reminded Skeleton of many things.

"Be careful." Skeleton said suddenly, his huge eyeballs covered with bloodshot eyes, and the face with only part of the muscle filling also showed a solemn expression, "Its smell... is a bit like us."

"What smell?" Chen Xian frowned.

Skeleton thought for a while, and said, "The smell is so ancient that it has been extinguished by time."

Chen Xian said that he did not understand the slightly vague answer that Skull gave, but he could still hear the dignity in Skull's vigilant tone.

It seems that this monster... seems to be more difficult to deal with than I thought...

Chen Xian looked at the fog man silently, and the mask of the suffering man that had just been taken off was instantly put back on his face by him.

In an instant, Chen Xian returned to that frightening appearance.

"Do you still want to attack me?" The fog man seemed to be aware of Chen Xian's inner thoughts and knew what Chen Xian wanted to do in the next second, but he didn't have any plans to dodge. He still stood still and didn't move. The part of the lost energy...My clone...Your body should be on the verge of collapse...Although you will not die...But you It should be impossible to kill me in a short time..."

As soon as the voice fell, Wuren did not retreat or hide, but took two steps forward, narrowing the distance between himself and Chen Xian.

"You can't kill me, and I can't kill you either. The reason why I appeared in front of your character... I just wanted to talk to you." The fog man let out a weird laugh, every one The tone makes goose bumps, "Chen Xian, would you like to talk to me?"

"Say."

Chen Xian glanced at the fog man, and the skin surface of his right arm instantly separated strips of metal particles, like tentacles extending from his body, and went straight to the saw meat knife not far away, like a cowboy's hand. The flexible rope pulled back again the moment it caught the handle of the knife.

It was almost a second or so, when the meat saw knife a dozen meters away returned to Chen Xian's hands.

"I like to tell stories. Since I was conscious, I have liked to tell all kinds of stories with human beings. Although the content of each story is different, their main theme is fixed... that is fear."

Wuren's body is constantly disintegrating and reuniting, as if it is not Chen Xian but himself that is on the verge of breaking down.

"I have seen countless lives...I found that no matter what kind of life they are, their emotions are diverse...Of course, they will also have some missing emotions... ..It seems that some lives cannot feel happy...their lives can only be spent in sadness and gloom...some lives cannot feel sadness... Will accompany them until the end of life..."

"But they all have one thing in common...the missing emotions do not contain me...so it makes me very happy...I like this kind of being countless The feeling of being remembered in genes for every lifetime..."

With that said, the fog man began to dance with his hands, like a crazy dancer dancing a weird dance in the dark fog.

"I have always been pursuing the meaning of my existence...until one late night many years ago...I found it...so I used my imaginary story in many lives He said...I can feel their joy...In the words of your modern humans...that is the ultimate expression of art... It will make life drunk...and thus sublimate to another level..."

Chen Xian looked at the fog man blankly, still persistently asking the answer to a certain question.

"Why do millions of people in Ningchuan die because of me?"

The fog man seemed to hate someone interrupting himself. It suddenly stopped dancing and turned its head around one hundred and eighty degrees to stare at Chen Xian, and its tone of voice became low, unlike the weird excitement it used to be.

"Because you ruined my story...you should die...in the story I constructed...you will be killed by the energy you eat ...At the moment when victory comes, it will be blown into pieces like fireworks in the day..."

When the fog man said this, he slowly turned his body back, the blurred facial features made people unable to see what expression it was.

"But you are not dead, so I am very unhappy, but I also have some interest in you... I want to play a game."

Chen Xian looked at it without saying a word, adjusted his breathing rate silently, and tried his best to use the buffing effect of the suffering man's mask on the cells in the body to quickly repair the already riddled body.

"From now on until midnight tonight, this is our game time."

"If I win, I will draw millions of people in Ningchuan City into my story in the next second when zero o'clock arrives. I will tell every one of them their own horror, and I will let The art of fear has risen to another level from the disappearance of millions of lives, if you win..."

"If I win, you will let the common people go?" Chen Xian asked back.

Hearing this, the fog man was silent for a second, and then laughed loudly.

"Of course not, if you win, I will also kill these millions of low-level beings, because I want to see from you the negative emotions I want to see... Whether it is fear or pain Or despair...I believe those emotions on your face will be wonderful."

Before Chen Xian could speak, the fog man raised his hand and waved. Under its control, the black fog column instantly expanded a few minutes, and the speed of engulfing Lingxi Mountain became faster.

"You should have heard of this game...hide and seek."