Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 80

Chapter Eightieth

Under the dim light, Fatty's pale and swollen face was frightened and distorted. Large pieces of transparent mucus flowed down his skin and fell to the ground, densely packed with frog eggs crowded deep in the wound. Reflects a disgusting sticky sheen.

He lowered his head tremblingly, staring at the long strip of skin stuck to his nails, then slowly raised his hand, and touched his cheek—

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

A sharp scream erupted from the depths of his throat. The fat man's face was distorted under the intense fear. His trembling fingers touched the frog eggs on his face, and he kept emitting a madness that was almost inhuman. scream.

"Don't panic."

Yun Bilan also had an ugly expression.

"Wait a minute, this prop should be useful."

She tried to stay calm, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and opened her backpack.

Soon, a bottle of holy water appeared in her hand. This was a hidden item that Yun Bilan got from a B-level dungeon. It could clear the negative status of the host, including infection.

Yun Bilan threw the holy water over: "Drink it."

Fat Brother seemed to have managed to regain some sense. He reached out tremblingly, unscrewed the bottle, and poured the holy water down his throat.

The props are supposed to take effect immediately, instantly clearing the host's negative status, but...

One second passed, five seconds passed, twenty seconds passed.

Nothing happened.

Fat Brother's skin was still moist and swollen, and the frog eggs under the skin were wriggling, as if they were about to burst out in the next second.

"Why, what's going on?"

His eyes widened, his pupils dilated under intense fear, his voice trembled and changed his tone: "Why, why didn't it work?"

"Why didn't it work!"

Fatty screamed hysterically.

Yun Bilan's face was pale, and her expression was shaken: "How could it be..."

Fat Brother's live broadcast room is also fried:

"Grass, what's going on!"

"Isn't this item able to purify negative effects? Why is it useless?!"

"That's right, I remember that this item was obtained from the B-level bug egg dungeon! Holy water should be effective against this type of parasite, right?"

"The previous one is the first time to read the book [Fantasy Amusement Park], right? In this book, all the healing and purification props are ineffective. If it is just a simple biological parasite, how can it be possible to wipe out so many Bo anchor, the system was shut down because of the high death rate?"

"I was also frightened when I read this book for the first time, it's really abnormal."

"Fuck... I probably understand why some people always said in the barrage before that the high death rate of this book has nothing to do with the difficulty..."

While Yun Bilan was dealing with the parasitic eggs on Fat Brother, Wen Jianyan stood a little far away, looking for something on the surrounding walls.

Finally, his eyes fell on the wall not far away, and his eyes paused.

There is a small red button, with the words [emergency button] marked in bold red font next to it.

Wen Jianyan walked over.

He leaned over and turned on the flashlight to shine it.

The strong light penetrated the gray transparent plastic shell outside the emergency button, and the red button seemed to be covered with a layer of sticky substance, which reflected a strange shimmer under the light of the flashlight.

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes, showing a thoughtful expression.

He felt that he seemed to have touched some of the context of this dungeon.

Yun Bilan turned her head and looked over, her expression was agitated, her lips were tightly pursed: "How, did you find anything?"

"Roughly the same."

Wen Jianyan replied ambiguously, and he turned sideways to let Yun Bilan look at the sticky substance on the emergency button.

"This is...?" Yun Bilan was taken aback.

"I don't know," Wen Jianyan shrugged, and said concisely: "Fat brother may be infected through this."

"...How could Fat Brother be so careless?"

Yun Bilan frowned, looking a little ugly.

She and Fat Brother have teamed up a lot. Although the opponent's level is slightly lower than hers, they have experienced several dungeons after all, so it stands to reason that they would not be caught by this kind of trap.

"When the two of us were trapped in the doll's house before, didn't you think that Fat Brother's voice sounded particularly strange?" Wen Jian said.

Yun Bilan was taken aback.

…really.

At that time, even though she clearly proposed to use props to pull the two of them out, the other party still insisted on using the emergency button to call the staff, as if... fascinated.

"Do you remember? The last rule printed on the back of the map." Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes and repeated in a low voice: "Don't trust frogs."

He turned his head to look at Yun Bilan, and said softly:

"...Fat Brother believed in the frog."

Yun Bilan understood what Wen Jianyan meant.

After a brief daze, a chill suddenly rose from her feet, making her hair stand on end.

Codes are useful.

and must be followed.

In the park of Dreamland, you must not trust the frogs.

But who is the frog?

Wen Jianyan rubbed the edge of the phone with her fingertips, her eyes downcast, lost in thought.

Judging from all the known conditions, all the "rules" I have encountered are temporarily true, but there are deviations in time.

After all, the haunted house became an unmanned ticket system after the real staff were replaced by frogs, and the emergency button should not be effective until after that, so the second line printed after the ticket was derived from this. rule.

This is actually the scariest thing.

No one is lying.

All rules are in place to ensure the safety of tourists.

If you want to survive in this fantasy amusement park, you must abide by the rules and believe in the rules.

According to the information disclosed in this dungeon, "belief" itself is the trigger point of death. If you believe in the wrong and distorted rules, even if you don't realize it yourself, when you encounter the decision point of life and death, Even if you are very careful, you will still be manipulated by the copy to your death.

To make matters worse... the dungeon has only just begun.

All streamers knew that as time went by, the dungeons would only become more difficult, and no one knew what would happen next.

"Heh...heh..."

A strange and hoarse hoarse sound gushed out of Fat Brother's trachea, which was particularly harsh in the dark and dead corridor.

He leaned on the wall and stood up slowly.

The eyes of Wen Jianyan and Yun Bilan were attracted.

"It's itchy, it's itchy."

Fat Brother murmured in a trance, and slowly raised his head.

Under the slightly flickering light of the flashlight, his face was so swollen that the original facial features could not be distinguished at all. The whole face looked like a steamed bun soaked in water, with translucent jelly dripping down dripping down.

He raised his hand and desperately scratched his face and neck. With the sound of sizzling water, large pieces of skin were torn off, and under each piece of skin were more densely packed frog eggs. They were wriggling in vain, and the small black dots looked like needle points, which made people feel numb all over.

"Water... I want water..."

He looked around the corridor dully, stood up little by little while holding onto the wall with his slippery hands, his whole body was like a balloon filled with liquid, shaking slowly.

The face covered with frog eggs looked towards the two people in front of him, and the eyeballs covered with transparent gel were filled with a kind of extremely terrifying madness.

The fat guy rushed over suddenly, his expression twisted and terrifying, and his movements were astonishingly fast, as if he wanted to quench his thirst with the other party's blood, his white mouth soaked in blisters was wide open, and granules could be seen faintly in the oral mucosa. Transparent Frog Egg:

"Water, give me water!"

Wen Jianyan's eyes flickered: "Run!"

This guy is probably hopeless.

Under Wen Jianyan's reminder, Yun Bilan recovered from her brief daze. She finally took a deep look at Fat Brother, gritted her teeth hard, and turned to follow Wen Jianyan's pace.

Both of them are not bad in physical strength. Although Fat Brother has amazing short-term explosive power, his body has been parasitized by the rapidly multiplying frog eggs after all, and his body is collapsing every time he takes a step, and soon falls to the ground and does not move.

Wen Jianyan and Yun Bilan quickly ran down the second floor.

The other two were already waiting at the assembly point standing in the hall on the first floor.

Seeing Yun Bilan and Wen Jianyan, Alice's eyes lit up, but soon realized that the number was wrong, and slowly frowned and asked:

"Where's Fat Brother?"

Yun Bilan's expression sank, and she slowly shook her head.

The air suddenly fell into a dead silence, and the atmosphere became heavy.

Yun Bilan took a deep breath and seemed to have regained her composure. She asked:

"Did you find the card?"

Another anchor who called himself Ball nodded, and showed Yun Bilan the card in his palm: "I found it, how about you?"

"So are we."

Yun Bilan nodded: "Let's go, let's go downstairs to the last check-in point."

The four of them walked forward along the marked path in the haunted house. After pushing open a heavy iron door, a steep tunnel leading down appeared in front of them.

The air was stale and dusty, and the narrow passages smelled stale and damp.

The walls are covered with scarlet, splattered blood, a huge arrow points to the deepest part, and below is a line of big characters written in blood:

"Welcome to my cabin!"

Several people looked at each other.

Yun Bilan collected herself: "Let's go."

They walked cautiously down the stairs step by step.

Soon, the stairs came to an end.

A dark and heavy iron door appeared in front of everyone. On the iron door were all kinds of broken limbs of dolls. Snow-white cotton overflowed from the broken sutures. There were stiff smiles on the heads of each doll. .

There is a blood-red poster on the wall with horror fonts dedicated to haunted houses:

"Welcome everyone to Felice's slaughterhouse. This is the place where he made his victims into dolls. Every night, someone could hear the mournful cries coming from here. It is said that their souls are still being tortured." Trapped in this small room, wandering forever in the place where I died."

"If you want to escape from here, you have to go through this terrible place. Are you ready?"

On the poster was a doll stitched from residual limbs, with a crooked line written beside it:

"Stay and play with me."

This is the last stop of the whole haunted house.

Yun Bilan took a deep breath, and slowly pushed the door open.

What appeared in front of me was a huge dungeon, with doll limbs hanging everywhere, the ground was covered with red and black dried blood, and various killing props, knives, Scissors, saws, axes, chains, countless dolls in lace skirts sat on the shelves, each with the same stiff smile on their pale faces.

At the end of the dungeon was a tightly closed door.

There are three sockets on the door, and it is obvious that three cards need to be inserted in before the door can be opened.

However, unlike the previous dollhouses, there are no obvious card hints in this dungeon.

The four walked into the dungeon.

"Why don't we split up and find out—"

Before Alice finished speaking, the next second, there was a loud bang, and the heavy iron door closed behind the four of them, causing everyone to be shocked.

what happened?

Is it another mechanism of the haunted house?

"Squeak—"

The ground trembled, and there was a harsh, tearing sound above his head.

Everyone raised their heads in astonishment, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw the ceiling above the head was slowly lifted by a huge hand, and then, a face covered with flesh was approaching, his eyes were cloudy, and he laughed:

"Doll, doll."

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank.

If the first two check-in points are fake high-energy made with props and sound effects, then the third check-in point is definitely really high-energy!

The familiar mechanical sound of the system came from the ears of the four at the same time: [Ding, the condition is detected to be met, and the hidden branch line is opening—]

"Hmm... hum..."

A low, cheerful humming echoed in the darkness, a rough, staccato humming of an out-of-key tune.

Wen Jianyan's eyelids moved, and he slowly opened his eyes.

It was dark.

Here is... where...?

He frowned, there was some soft cloth covering his skin, and with his movements, the slightly rough texture brought uncomfortable friction.

Wen Jianyan turned his head and looked to the side. Dolls in gorgeous clothes were sitting next to him, clinging to him. Each of them was the same size as a human, and their pale faces were exaggerated. With a bright smile, eyes made of glass beads fixedly stare at the distant distance.

"Hmph... hum..."

The humming became audible, too permeating in the dark room.

Wen Jianyan looked in the direction of the voice.

A tall and fat man with his back facing him, sitting cross-legged on the ground, was lowering his head and carefully sharpening the knife in his hand.

"Chacha."

The scalp-numbing sound of scraping metal echoed in the terrifying room filled with the smell of blood.

This should be that Phyllis.

A murderer who turns his victims into dolls.

But... Wen Jianyan always felt that something was wrong.

Everything around me has a subtle sense of disobedience.

The opponent's back is a bit too tall, and even the entire dungeon is scaled up, it's almost like...

Wen Jianyan's eyes widened slightly, and she suddenly lowered her head to look at herself—

etc.

Lace, a lace dress?

Wen Jianyan's pupils trembled.

He was turned into a puppet? !

Chapter end