Bank was dressed as a cowboy, swinging his hat and making exaggerated gestures.

The leader, playing the role of the chainsaw man, picks up the chainsaw and pulls the trigger.

The roar was terrifying.

The red rashes on their bodies became even more vivid and lifelike.

Do you eat an apple?

The man with the high-pitched voice appeared beside Qin Tan at some point. He opened his palm, revealing a piece of flesh inside.

The kind that was just pried off him.

Blood was flowing down his cheek.

But he didn't care, feeling no pain at all. Instead, he laughed foolishly, his limp arms trying to strangle Qin Tan.

Qin Tan took a step back, avoiding the other party.

The moment Qin Tan looked up, she seemed to see the black snake on the prop tree flicking its tongue at her.

Those dull eyes turned cold and dangerous.

Looking again, it seemed like an illusion.

Qin Tan frowned.

These people are corrupted, and the corruption lies not in the objects themselves, but in the story.

Standing beneath the tree, recounting the sins of Adam and Eve, pollution has been brought to life.

Qin Tan sighed and took out the Grim Reaper's Scythe.

A more vibrant red curse flowed across the black scythe, its captivating color drawing everyone's attention.

"So beautiful."

The young woman sighed.

She walked over and placed her neck against the blade.

"Give me unparalleled beauty, and let me be reborn under God's light."

Just as the blade was about to tear that beautiful neck apart, Qin Tan swung his arm, and the Grim Reaper's Scythe moved away from her.