In Fang Zheng's opinion, the inn in Innsmouth was even worse than the ruined temple of the mountain god in the Legend of Sword and Fairy world.
At least the mountain temple looked more or less decent, but the hotel in front of me looked like a pig farm. Not only was there only one room available, but the bathroom was nailed shut with wooden boards. The owner said it was for repairs due to a leak. There was nothing else in the room except a bed and a sofa, and even the light was broken, so we had to use a kerosene lamp...
Not only Fang Zheng was upset, but Francis was also melancholy. It was already dark, and the shop owner was charging extra for the kerosene lamp. If it were now, Fang Zheng would have called 12315 to complain. But unfortunately, there was no such thing in that era, and even if there was... it had nothing to do with this damn place.
What should I do?
There’s nothing I can do but go to sleep.
So Francis lay down on the bed, Fang Zheng slept on the sofa not far away, and the little angel still used her invisibility ability to lie on Fang Zheng's body - Francis couldn't find her anyway. And Fang Zheng was naturally very comfortable holding the small and soft little angel.
At first, Francis tried to chat with Fang Zheng, but after all, they had been traveling all day and wandering around Innsmouth for quite a while, so they were already a little tired, and fell asleep while talking. Only Fang Zheng was still chatting in a low voice with Nymph, saying some nonsense.
However, after an unknown amount of time, the little angel lying on Fang Zheng's body changed his expression slightly, and then raised his head.
"Owner."
"Um?"
"I detected dozens of life signals moving in our direction."
"Oh, I felt that too, let's see what they want to do."
Fang Zheng leaned back on the sofa, his mouth curled up slightly. He knew why these people came to his door in the middle of the night. For Francis, perhaps he just thought that the monsters in Innsmouth were looking for a sacrifice, but Fang Zheng, who had read the novel, knew that the young man also had the blood of the Deep One. It was obvious that these guys were here to drag Francis into the pot.
Of course, in the original book, Francis knew nothing, only that he was in a bad situation, and finally fled the town desperately. Later, he returned to his home, and then found evidence that his ancestors had a relationship with Innsmouth, and finally Cthulhu gave him candy.
But this time, Fang Zheng suddenly thought he could try a different approach to have some fun...
The hotel had been in disrepair for a long time, and those people obviously did not have the stealth skills, so they woke Francis up when they went upstairs. Fang Zheng saw the young man blink, then suddenly sat up, staring at the door in fear, with his ears erected like a guard dog.
Then Francis hurriedly got off the bed, came to Fang Zheng's side, reached out and gently pushed him.
"Sir, sir?"
"I heard it. Don't worry. Let's see what they want to do."
Fang Zheng waved his hand and answered in a low voice. After hearing Fang Zheng's answer, Francis finally relaxed. He then remembered that he had locked all the doors before going to bed just in case - although the locks on several doors were useless, he also blocked them with chairs for safety reasons. No matter what those people wanted to do, at least they couldn't get in now.
Soon, a series of heavy footsteps were heard stopping at the door, followed by the "clack clack" sound of a key opening the door... Fang Zheng rolled his eyes when he heard this. It seemed that the deep divers were really mentally retarded. Even if you were the ancient female tiger Sun Erniang, she would have known to let the guests drink a few more glasses before killing them. But you just came up here so brazenly without any stealth?
Hearing this, Francis became even more nervous, but he was just a poor student who didn't even have a gun. After groping for a long time, he could only hold a broken chair next to him to give himself courage. Instead, Fang Zheng patted his hands, then reached into his arms and took out a silver-white gun. Seeing this gun, Francis was somewhat relieved. After all, he was also an American and was not unfamiliar with guns. Although Fang Zheng's gun looked a bit strange in color, it looked quite handsome.
After all, appearance is equal to half of combat effectiveness.
“Click, click.”
At this moment, the door, which was originally unlocked, was opened by the other party. The other party pushed the door, but it didn't open - after all, there were tables and chairs behind it.
However, the next moment, these people actually began to...
“Boom boom boom!”
They just started banging on the door!
Is the IQ of deep divers really that low?
Listening to the banging on the door outside, Fang Zheng had the feeling that not only did the combat power of these idiots outside seem to be less than five, but their intelligence was also less than five... To be honest, although the devil also had followers and believers, the believers under the devil were either cruel and ruthless or scheming, so they wouldn't be so rotten, right?
From this perspective, could it be that Cthulhu himself is also mentally retarded?
That's hard to say. After all, in the novel, there is basically no one who can compete with the old gods in wits and courage. Maybe Cthulhu himself doesn't have a high IQ either.
I remember that Azathoth didn’t seem to have a high IQ. What was his other name…The Blind and Stupid God?
As soon as you hear it, you can tell that it sounds like someone who is mentally retarded.
"First, sir, let's run!"
Francis was also frightened at this moment. Although he also felt that there was something wrong with this town, he didn't expect that this was actually a shady shop!
Is this a plan to kill myself and make human meat buns?
"Run? Where to?"
Fang Zheng glanced around and then looked away.
"Let's just fight it out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Zheng turned his right hand, raised the gun in his hand, and pulled the trigger at the door in front of him.
"Bang!!"
Along with the sound of gunfire, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was heard, which surprised both the attacker outside and Francis. The attacker outside did not expect that the person inside actually had a gun, and Francis did not expect that this gentleman was so tough and would shoot as soon as he said he would, without giving people any chance at all.
"Let's just go!"
At this moment, Fang Zheng also walked to the door and kicked heavily on the table and chairs that were originally used to block the door. The next moment, he saw that the table and chairs, which were originally heavy, were kicked away as if they were made of paper, and broke through the door and crashed directly at the end of the corridor. Francis was stunned by this scene. There were no Hollywood blockbusters in this era. Just this scene almost scared him silly.
Francis never expected that this seemingly polite gentleman actually had such a violent side!
"Let's go."
Fang Zheng gestured to Francis, then walked out of the room. At this moment, at the end of the corridor outside, one could see broken tables and door panels smashed directly into the wall, and one or two human legs could be seen underneath - obviously, even if those idiots who broke the door did not die under Fang Zheng's gun, they were smashed to pieces by this "door shell".
“Wow!!”
Fang Zheng had just stepped out of the door when he saw a farmer in ragged clothes holding a pitchfork rushing over from the stairs and stabbing him with it. Seeing this scene, Fang Zheng couldn't help but think of the hospitable villagers in Yharnam... Damn, this is all passed down from generation to generation!
In that case, then I won’t be polite.
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng raised the gun in his hand and fired a few shots, instantly knocking all the hospitable villagers who rushed over to him to the ground.
"Oh my God, what have you done!"
Francis also came out at this moment. Seeing this scene, he was also stunned. Although Francis had thought that the other party was going to do something bad to him, seeing so many corpses lying in the corridor in front of him made him unable to react for a while.
"You actually killed them!?"
"Do you think it would be better to be killed by them?"
Fang Zheng sneered at Francis's sigh. He stretched out his foot and flipped someone over at random.
"And these guys aren't human either."
Hearing Fang Zheng's words, Francis poked his head out curiously and looked. Then his expression suddenly changed. Just as Fang Zheng said, although the "man" in front of him was wearing farmer's clothes, he was not human at all. His head looked like a hybrid of a human and a frog. His big eyes protruded from the eye sockets, and even his eyelids could not be seen. Not only that, his nose seemed to be non-existent, and even layers of it could be seen on his neck, just like fish gills.
Not only that, Francis also saw that there was a jadeite between the fingers of the man holding the pitchfork?!
"God, what kind of monster is this!"
After seeing the monster clearly in front of him, Francis was so frightened that he hurriedly moved closer to Fang Zheng. He didn't expect that these guys were not even human!
"All in all, it's definitely not a good thing."
At this moment, Fang Zheng also seriously checked these deep divers, and then frowned slightly. All along, Fang Zheng thought that the transformation of the deep divers was some kind of curse, but now it seems that this is obviously not the case. You have to know that the gun in his hand is the demon-killing holy sword Esther - she has the ability to eliminate all curses. If the transformation of the deep divers is some kind of curse, then being hit by the bullet fired by Esther should eliminate it.
But since it has not been lifted, it means that this is not some kind of curse, so it must be a genetic gene?
Never mind. It doesn't matter.
When Fang Zheng and Francis walked out of the hotel, Innsmouth seemed to have awakened. Indistinct shouts could be heard everywhere, and even lights and torches could be seen in the distance.
"Mr. Fang, let's run away."
"escape?"
Looking at Francis, whose legs were weak with fear, Fang Zheng snorted softly.
"Where to escape to? There's not even a car here. That old car must have been damaged by now. You saw it when you came here. There's nowhere to go nearby."
"Well, what should we do then?"
"Just kill them. I want to see what these guys want to do."
As he spoke, Fang Zheng stomped his right foot hard on the ground. Then he saw a scimitar at his feet suddenly spin and fly up, and landed on the table next to Francis with a "bang".
"Come, take this knife and follow me. Don't worry, everything will be fine."
"But, but they are monsters!"
Hearing Fang Zheng's words, Francis wanted to cry but had no tears. He had also heard some stories about the small town of Innsmouth from that crazy old drunkard during the day, including how they had a religious relationship with the evil existence and those mysterious nightmares... At that time, Francis thought it was just a horror story in the countryside, but he didn't expect it to be a documentary? !
"Don't worry about that. I'm very good at dealing with these monsters."
Fang Zheng turned the gun in his hand and aimed forward again.
"Really?"
Hearing Fang Zheng say this, Francis also reacted. The other party's performance just now was obviously not like the first time he encountered this kind of monster, otherwise he would not be so calm.
"Who are you, kind sir?"
"Oh, well..."
Facing Francis' question, Fang Zheng rolled his eyes.
"I am Van Helsing, the witcher."
It’s just a name anyway, and it doesn’t cost any money, right?
If Innsmouth still looked somewhat presentable during the day, then when night fell, it completely became a lair of monsters.
Fang Zheng and Francis had not taken a few steps when they encountered a group of Innsmouth villagers holding various weapons. Although they were all wearing clothes, it was obvious from their absurdly large hands and feet that these guys were obviously not human.
"Oh my god, I didn't expect what the old man said was true."
Francis was stunned looking at those monsters holding torches. He originally had some confidence because he was holding a knife in his hand, but now he didn't know what to say when he saw this scene.
"He said the people of Innsmouth made a deal with the devil on the seashore, and that all the children they gave birth to turned into monsters. I thought it was just dazzling..."
"Bang!"
However, before Francis could finish his words, the other party raised his rifle and shot at the barrel not far from Francis, which frightened him. Fang Zheng raised Esther in his hand without any care, pulled the trigger and fired a series of merciless shots at the front.
Although Esther looked like a fusion of a revolver and a dagger on the surface, in Fang Zheng's hand it fired at the speed of a Gatling gun. Francis only heard a series of popping sounds, and saw the Innsmouth villagers on the opposite side suddenly fall to the ground like harvested wheat. A few of them who reacted quickly hurriedly tried to hide behind the carriage next to them, but were torn to pieces by Fang Zheng along with the carriage.
“Huh… it feels so good.”
Fang Zheng was so happy when he swung it over. He could even feel that Esther was very excited by the trembling of the hilt in his hand. After all, Fang Zheng had always used Restia as his main weapon, and Esther was more responsible for secondary defense and counterattack. However, Fang Zheng did not plan to use Restia this time. After all, it was not easy to take out such a big sword. Instead, Esther in the form of a spear and sword was more convenient.
This also made Esther feel the desire to fight, and he began to show his strength enthusiastically.
"Okay, let's move on."
After dealing with the guys blocking his way, Fang Zheng continued to move forward, and Francis hurriedly followed. Although he wanted to leave Innsmouth directly at this moment, Francis knew very well that if he didn't follow Fang Zheng, he would probably die!
But even so, Francis was still nervous.
"Where are we going, sir?"
"Is that even a question?"
Facing Francis' question, Fang Zheng chuckled.
"Of course I'm going to find the real boss!"