Real Game: I Exposed the Old Ones

Woo——

A shrill alarm rang across the night sky.

Level 1 alert!

The driver also panicked when he heard the siren.

Sir, let's leave quickly. It's dangerous here, sir?

Only then did the driver realize that Zhu Zheng had disappeared at some point.

He looked solemn.

In other words, are you going back without a load?

Snapped!

The driver slapped himself.

At this time, I still think about empty-loading or not, am I a fool?

He ran into the crowd and squeezed out along with the turbulent flow of people.

As he was running, he suddenly heard a burst of noisy discussion next to him.

Instinctively, the driver moved closer.

Look, someone rushed to the top floor again. That person's back is so handsome.

Is he a new professor in our college? He feels very young.

He won't be killed by hounds.

What? He is actually here

Where is he?

Why are not you talking?

The driver instinctively pricked up his ears.

As a qualified melon eater, you have to check whether the melon is cooked.

The driver stood firm in the crowd and turned to look towards the top floor.

How could it be him.

The driver was stunned.

Professor Pickman squinted his eyes and his face was so gloomy that it almost dripped water.

He fully mobilized the mysterious power of the entire teaching building and turned it into spell projectiles, exploding into clouds of light on the Hound of Tindalos.

These magic projectiles are enough to penetrate gold and iron, but they cannot harm the opponent at all.

They only serve one purpose, and that is to irritate the other party.

The hound turned its crocodile-like dry mouth and stared at Professor Pickman with its terrifying eyes.

I'm going to die!

Professor Pickman had such an idea in his mind for no reason, and a terrifying chill enveloped him.

But how is this possible?

The hound is trapped by mysterious forces, how could it possibly hurt me?

Suddenly, the green pus on the hound's body began to subside, revealing a shriveled body that was as fleshless as a bat's wings, with only skin and bones.

It exudes a deep electric light.

The next moment, it disappeared from everyone's sight like a mist.

With the help of the power of the mysterious magic circle in this teaching building and the influence of his aura, Professor Pickman vaguely saw the hound going upstream along a long and bright river.

Where is that river?

What is it doing?

Professor Pickman had a bad feeling.

That guy is traveling through time, back to a time when he wasn't locked up.

A strange voice sounded in my ears.

Before Professor Pickman could recover, a cloud of smoke rose in front of him, and huge eyes quietly emerged from the mist.

Immediately afterwards, a thick, deformed long tongue whipped out.

The air was ripped apart, and this blow was enough to turn Professor Pickman into mincemeat.

In a hurry, Professor Pickman had no time to think. He gathered all the mysterious power and turned it into a shield to block it in front of him.

boom!

The mysterious runes on the shield flickered, eventually disintegrating into little sparks and disappearing into the air.

Huge pressure came from the shield, almost crushing Professor Pickman.

Professor Pickman's lips were bleeding with blood, his limbs were sore, and his whole body was almost lying on the spot.

But the crisis is not over.

The Hound of Tindalos emerged from the smoke, and its long tongue struck again, its murderous intent almost solidified, and it was about to smash Professor Pickman into a pulp.

Professor Pickman's mind went blank.

He looked at the deformed long tongue that was gradually enlarging in front of his eyes and closed his eyes.

Flesh Protection Technique.

The skin on Professor Pickman's back automatically peeled off and turned into a shield emitting blood-colored light that appeared out of thin air, just blocking the gap between the deformed long tongue and Professor Pickman.

The shield lasted less than a second and then broke.

But it was this extremely short period of time that saved Professor Pickman's life.

An illusory big hand with five fingers engraved with symbols of corruption appeared, grabbed Professor Pickman, and dragged him out of the attack range of the deformed long tongue.

The deformed long tongue hit the ground hard.

Bricks and stones splashed, and black mist dispersed, blocking the sight of onlookers.

In the black mist, the Necronomicon floated in Zhu Zheng's palm, and the pages opened automatically.

There was a black brilliance in his eyes.

At this moment, the Hound of Tindalos had no secrets in his eyes.

Omniscient means omnipotent, the ancients never deceived me

Zhu Zheng sighed in his heart.

Seal of Venn!

This is a blessing spell recorded in the Book of the Dead.

The effect is to shorten the casting time, improve the effect of the spell, and at the same time have a certain suppressive power against the Hounds of Tindalos.

Wave of Oblivion, Limb Withering Technique!

Zhu Zheng used two spells in succession.

The sound of waves rose out of thin air all around.

Following the sound, waves of waves rose from all directions.

The waves surged, carrying a bloody power that could make limbs wither, and the hound of Tindaros slapped it over.

The Hound of Tindalos wanted to travel through time again to avoid this attack, however.

Gelgros Body Distortion Technique!

This is also an ancient magic recorded in the Necronomicon. It comes from Nyarlathotep and can cause the caster to change the physical form.

But Zhu Zheng came up with something new and used the body distortion technique on the Hounds of Tindalos.

The ferocious and ugly form suffered a brief disorder, which directly caused the Hound of Tindalos to not tear open the gap in space, and was completely covered by the bloody wave.

Zhi Zhi Zhi

Weird sounds echoed from the top of the building.

Under Zhu Zheng's combined attack, the Hound of Tindalos was injured.

The Necronomicon is really useful.

Zhu Zheng is quite satisfied with this mysterious book.

Not only can he directly see the hound's weaknesses, but he can also use the mysterious magic recorded in the Necronomicon without any consumption.

With just a little application, the hound that had been hit was unable to fight back.

On the other side, the Hound of Tindalos broke free from the black mist.

It glanced at Zhu Zheng fiercely, as if it wanted to imprint his appearance firmly in its heart.

It's trying to escape!

Professor Pickman opened his eyes.

The expected death did not come for a long time, and he had a premonition that something had changed.

Could it be that the principal arrived in time and saved his life?

After opening his eyes, he saw a strange young man in front of him. It only took three or four rounds for the opponent to easily inflict heavy damage on the Hound of Tindalos.

In front of him, the Hound of Tindalos tried to escape, and he couldn't help but cry out anxiously.

Did you run away?

The young man seemed to be sneering, but also seemed to be responding to his words.

Breath of the Abyss!

The Hound of Tindalos stumbled to the ground.

It suddenly gave rise to a feeling of drowning.

It was real drowning!

Although breathing does not depend on the lungs, the entire body becomes heavy and sluggish, and with movement, a puff of black liquid will seep out from the mouth and nose.

The Hound of Tindalos ran crookedly to one side.

Time and Space Gate!

The young man waved his hand, and a door appeared out of thin air, just in time to swallow up the Hound of Tindalos.

As the Hound of Tindalos disappeared, the evil aura that permeated the top of the entire teaching building dissipated.

Professor Pickman was almost dumbfounded. He couldn't believe that such a terrifying creature was expelled by a young man in such an understatement?

After being stunned for a few minutes, Professor Pickman finally came to his senses.

He got up from the ground and wanted to express his gratitude.

However, at this moment, something even more horrifying happened to him.

A book held in the young man's hand suddenly turned into a gluttonous mouth and bit into the young man's head!