So, armed with the video, they rushed back to the high-tech laboratory of Bureau 749. Inside, various advanced instruments flickered with mysterious lights, as if waiting to unravel this terrifying mystery. Professor Li quickly loaded the video into a professional analysis instrument, his eyes fixed on the constantly jumping data and complex waveforms on the screen. After careful analysis, he discovered that the video contained extremely unique frequencies. These frequencies, like a killer lurking in the darkness, strongly interfered with and conflicted with the human brain's brainwave frequency. Prolonged viewing was like setting off a time bomb in the brain, gradually causing severe brain dysfunction and driving the patient into a state of madness.
Meanwhile, Lao Chen sat at another computer, his fingers darting, using a complex array of techniques to trace the video's path. His gaze was focused and determined, glued to the flashing codes and circuit diagrams on the screen. Finally, after a painstaking search, he discovered that the video originated from the IP address of an abandoned factory. Lin Yu made a decisive move, his eyes etched with determination: "We must go to that abandoned factory immediately and find out what kind of demon is behind this. We must not allow him to continue his evil deeds."
By the time they arrived at the abandoned factory, the sky had gradually darkened, as if a vast black curtain had slowly descended, shrouding the entire world in darkness. The abandoned factory stood eerily like a vast ghost fortress, emitting an eerie atmosphere. The rusty gate stood ajar, creaking in the howling night wind, like the abandoned factory's painful groans, telling of its former glory and current decline. Weeds grew all around, taller than a person, swaying wildly in the wind, as if hiding countless unknown dangers. Moss crawled over the dilapidated walls, like a layer of green rotting flesh. The shattered window panes looked like empty, lifeless eyes, staring coldly at the intruders, as if warning them to stay away.
Lin Yu and the others entered the factory cautiously, taking every step with extreme caution, fearing to alert the evil forces lurking in the darkness. The factory was filled with a sickening odor of decay, a mixture of dampness and rust, like a poison brewed by time and evil. Machinery and equipment lay crumbling, some corroded beyond recognition, as if they had been through a brutal war, or wreaked by some supernatural force.
Suddenly, Xiao Zhao stopped, his expression changing slightly. He whispered, "Listen, there seems to be a sound." Everyone immediately fell silent, holding their breath, listening intently. From deep within the factory, a faint, muffled chanting emanated. The sound was indistinct, yet it carried a chilling, sinister aura, like a summons from the depths of hell. They slowly approached the sound, each step filled with a sense of unknown dread, as if they were approaching a demon's lair.
In the factory's basement, they discovered a deeply eerie scene. A pungent odor of sulfur permeated the basement. A circle of candles, their flames an eerie blue, flickered in the darkness, as if poised to go out at any moment. A figure in a black robe stood in the center, his figure strikingly eerie in the dim candlelight. He leaned forward slightly, holding something resembling a crystal ball, muttering in a low, obscure voice, as if conducting some unholy bargain with the forces of darkness. The crystal ball flickered with the distorted images from the video, each flicker accompanied by a powerful, sinister aura that seemed to drag everything around him into an endless abyss of darkness.
Lin Yu shouted, his voice echoing through the basement, trying to break the suffocating, evil atmosphere. "Who are you? Why did you make such a harmful video, plunging so many people into an abyss of suffering?" The black-robed figure slowly raised his head, revealing a face as pale as paper, devoid of blood, like a zombie crawling out of a grave. His eyes were filled with madness and determination, like two burning will-o'-the-wisp flames. "You shouldn't have come. This world is filled with injustice and suffering. I will drive it mad. Only chaos can grant me true power and make those who have hurt me pay." With that, he suddenly threw the crystal ball towards Lin Yu and the others. The crystal ball spun rapidly in the air, releasing a powerful wave of energy that swept towards them like a surging black tide. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to tear apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound.
Lin Yu and the others quickly adopted defensive positions, their eyes revealing determination and fearlessness. Old Chen reacted quickly, unhesitatingly producing several meticulously crafted talismans. He muttered a mantra, his voice echoing through the basement. The talismans instantly ignited, transforming into a golden barrier, radiating a dazzling light, attempting to block the demonic surge of energy. The golden light and the black energy wave collided, emitting a sizzling sound, like a fierce clash between light and darkness.
Professor Li waved his staff, chanting an ancient incantation. A soft white light emanated from the tip of the staff, like spring sunshine, attempting to dispel the evil within the energy wave. Like a flowing ribbon, the white light wrapped around the black energy wave, engaging it in a desperate struggle, attempting to purify this evil force.
Xiao Zhao gripped his custom weapon tightly, his eyes gleaming with determination, ready to respond to any further attacks from the black-robed man. He crouched slightly, like a cheetah poised for action, warily watching the black-robed man's every move.
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