Real Game: I Exposed the Old Ones

Arab poets took it upon themselves to propose the idea of ​​​​reconnaissance.

Faced with such motivated subordinates, Zhu Zheng was very satisfied.

A group of tentacles wriggled away from the Arab poet's body, forming a constantly rotating eyeball, slowly rising up.

The Arabic poets observed their surroundings in such a unique way.

The big eyes hovered above everyone's heads for a while, and then expanded the cruise range to observe the surrounding environment in detail.

Eyes blinking.

Continuously summarizing observations to the Arab poets.

After a while, Big Eyeball returned and came directly above the abandoned manor.

After sorting out the information passed on, the Arab poet brought two pieces of news.

One piece of good news and one piece of bad news.

Nagae is hunting in the surrounding swamps. Since the nearby creatures have been killed, those guys are quite far away from us. We have enough time to explore the abandoned manor.

However, I cannot observe the situation in the abandoned manor. There is a mist hanging over the manor, blocking my prying eyes.

Is there any other way to observe the situation in the manor? Zhu Zheng asked.

Other ways.

The Arab poet thought for a moment.

It suddenly waved its tentacles.

A black wind with a slightly fishy smell blew past.

Zhizhi!

The bats hanging upside down on the beams made short sounds and fell down one after another. Before they hit the ground, they turned into a cloud of smoke and disintegrated.

At the same time, a gap appeared in the fog that shrouded the manor.

The big eyes floating in the air looked along this gap.

puff!

His eyes froze for a second.

A bloodshot suddenly grew from inside the eyeball.

Then, another one.

In just a few seconds, the surface of the eyeballs was covered with bloodshot eyes, clinging tightly to the big eyeballs like earthworms.

Looking from a distance, it seems as if the bloodshot eyes are alive and slowly squirming.

Then, countless blood filaments swelled rapidly, and the junctions twisted with each other, forming ugly and deformed sarcomas.

On the filthy flesh and blood composed of sarcoma and bloodshot threads, a bright red flower bloomed.

The Arab poets did not hesitate to cut off the connection with the eyeballs.

Sir, the aura of Saigea remains in the abandoned manor. He seems to be sleeping.

That means we can enter the abandoned manor. Zhu Zheng took over.

The Arab poet nodded and stood beside him like a loyal bodyguard.

Hearing Zhu Zheng's words, the fat police officer shuddered.

He looked at the Arab poet and then at the abandoned manor in front of him, feeling that his three views had been completely shattered.

Damn it!

Who said there are no monsters in the world?

He should really be sent to Big Cypress Swamp to have a look!

The fat police officer felt deeply guilty for his ignorance. He would not have taken on the case if he had known it yesterday.

First, sir, let's go back the way we came. If we can't, come back during the day.

Do you believe there are monsters in this world now?

I believe, I absolutely believe, that poor Mr. Harry must have died at the hands of a monster.

The fat police officer nodded like a fool.

Zhu Zheng brought up the task panel.

Unfortunately, there was no reminder that the mission was completed, so he could only refuse the fat police officer's proposal.

Our purpose is to find Harry's whereabouts. We have to go to the abandoned manor to take a look. This time I will take the lead, and you will follow me.

The action continues.

Zhu was standing in front of them, and everyone walked into the courtyard along the damaged courtyard wall.

The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, exactly like the scene they first saw.

Carter suddenly became excited.

The tomb, the tomb appeared again. Mr. Harry disappeared after entering the tomb.

In the center of the overgrown garden stands a tombstone without writing.

The mound behind the tombstone was dug up to reveal a cave that led underground.

Standing next to the cave, you can see the corridor paved with bluestones and feel the slightly fishy cold wind.

It seems that there is a different world deep in the cave.

Seeing that the mission target was close in front of him, Zhu Zheng summoned a few more people of the abyss to everyone's surprised eyes, asking them to go ahead and explore the path first.

Intruder!

A deep roar cleared away the fog shrouding the manor, and the vision became clear.

In everyone's sight, a figure wearing a suit appeared.

He was an old man with white hair and beard. His mountain-like body was reminiscent of the Terminator. The somewhat tattered suit on his body was nearly bursting, perfectly interpreting what a suit thug is.

Old professor, are you not dead?

Professor Matt let out an exclamation, and unconsciously left the team and walked towards the old professor.

careful!

Zhu Zheng let out a low groan.

The Arabic poet next to him seemed to have understood the master's intention in advance, and a tentacle flew out, dragging Professor Matt back to the team.

At the next moment, the place where Professor Matt was standing suddenly exploded, and a long tongue made of deformed flesh and blood popped out from the ground.

Smoke and dust shrouded.

When the dust settled, everyone could clearly see the true appearance of the old professor in front of them.

Most of his body remains human.

But from the ankle down, it seems to be sprouting roots, integrating with a Nagae.

Looking from a distance, it looks like Nagaai has a human-shaped hair on his head.

Professor Matt felt like he was struck by lightning. He didn't expect that his former teacher would turn into such a ghost.

Intruders, you are guilty of disturbing the great master's sleep!

The old professor stood far away, not close to the others at all, and just roared loudly, his voice even louder than the thunder.

This guy is calling his companions!

He must be calling his companions!

Zhu Zheng saw through the old professor's sinister intentions at a glance.

Fuck him!

Following Zhu Zheng's order, the Arab poet took the lead.

The Fist of Yog-Sothoth!

A huge, slender fist appeared out of thin air and hit the old professor.

The sound of the gun bolt being cocked sounded.

Two students from the University of Michigan once again showed excellent combat qualities, holding machine guns and shooting.

Professor Matt's eyes were red, holding a giant ax and wandering around the edge of the battlefield.

Seeing the old professor become like this, he had murderous intentions and wanted to help the old professor escape.

There is no suspense in this battle.

Under the strong attack of everyone, the old professor quickly fell to the ground.

The last blow was struck by Professor Matt.

Thanks

The old professor finally showed a look of relief on his face, and his figure blurred and disappeared into the air.

Professor Matt paused for a long time, with a sad look on his face.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

Why are you back again? Get out of here quickly.

Everyone turned around.

Carter's eyes widened, Mr. Harry, why is it you?

Everyone thought that Harry had died in the tomb, but who knew that the truth was different from what everyone guessed.

Harry stood at the entrance of the tomb, holding a petite and pretty girl in his arms, and proudly explained to Carter.

Carter, please leave here and don't come back again. This is my girlfriend. I have decided to spend the rest of my life with Emin here.

Zhu Zheng carefully looked at the girl in Harry's arms.

Well, she is indeed a high-quality beauty.

It can be salty or sweet, it can be classic, it can be Asian, it can be Japanese and Korean!