Chapter 1892 Three Ways to Play a Horror Game



Fang Zheng once saw someone upload a video on a video website about "three types of horror games from the perspective of players". The first type of horror games from the perspective of players were just horror games, pure horror games where players screamed and ran all day and then died in despair.

In the eyes of the second type of players, horror games are parkour games, and they regard those monsters as ruthless people who can pass the level with their eyes closed.

In the eyes of the third type of players, horror games are...

"boom!!"

The dilapidated truck that served as a barrier was blown to pieces. The deep divers hiding behind it screamed and ran, their bodies burning with flames, rolling on the ground in pain. Fang Zheng strode out from the other side of the exploded truck, walking out of the blazing flames like a devil in purgatory. The silver-white gun in his right hand was flickering with a faint flame.

That’s right, in the eyes of the third type of players, horror games are still horror games, the only difference is that offense and defense are swapped.

“Guga…Guga…”

The deep divers in the distance made unclear and unpleasant sounds, like a mixture of frogs and fish. Fang Zheng just glanced at them, then raised his hand and fired a shot. Then the next moment, accompanied by a "boom" explosion, the deep divers in the distance immediately exploded as if they were attacked by a grenade. The roaring fire quickly and mercilessly devoured the scattered clansmen, turning them into ashes.

“So amazing…”

Following behind Fang Zheng, Francis, who saw this scene, was so excited that his legs were shaking. If he had doubts about Fang Zheng's strength at the beginning, now seeing the other party's killing spree, Francis no longer had any doubts at all, and at the same time felt that he must hold on to this thigh!

“I didn’t expect it to be so interesting.”

Looking at the Esther in his hand, Fang Zheng nodded with satisfaction. All along, because of the use of wolf swordsmanship, Fang Zheng has always used Esther as an auxiliary weapon and has no intention of changing. After all, Fang Zheng has become accustomed to the greatsword, and most of the time the greatsword can solve the problem.

But now it seems that this gun is not bad.

Originally, according to Fang Zheng's idea, he could just use magic to solve the problem. However, what Fang Zheng didn't expect was that when he tried to use magic, there was a deviation - according to Nymph's explanation, the pheromones in this world were several percentage points different from those in other worlds, which meant that Fang Zheng couldn't use magic as freely as he did in other worlds.

Because the initial value has errors, there is no point in using it.

Fang Zheng even curiously experimented with the magic missile storm, and was speechless to find that the magic missile he released was indeed released, but it floated in the air like a soft persimmon, swaying for a moment, and then fell to the ground with a plop and disappeared, completely out of sight.

So out of desperation, Fang Zheng simply stopped using it and just relied on the initial fire... and now it seems to be working pretty well.

“Is this their church?”

Fang Zheng walked across the street, stepping on the corpses that were burned to charcoal by the initial fire, and looked at the church in front of him. It seemed that this place used to be a Catholic church, but now the sign on it had been smashed to pieces. The familiar cross was gone, and instead there was a pattern made up of arcs, resembling an eye.

Not only that, the walls of the entire church are also covered with strange words and patterns, which look like crazy postmodern art no matter how you look at it... In short, it is definitely not a good thing.

"Let's go in and take a look."

Fang Zheng glanced around and saw nothing but the blazing flames, corpses and debris. Before arriving at the church, they had encountered fierce resistance from the other side, who was as if to say "If you want to enter the church, you have to step over my body".

So Fang Zheng really stepped over their bodies.

But when he got there, Fang Zheng found that there was no one around, but it wasn't really that there was no one around...

"Report to the master, I have detected a large number of life reactions fifty meters underground...they..."

“Boom boom boom…”

Suddenly, before Nymph had finished her words, the ground around her began to tremble slightly, and Fang Zheng, who was about to enter the church, stopped, frowned, and looked behind him.

"What's the matter, sir?"

Francis, who was following closely behind Fang Zheng at this moment, also hurried over and asked. At the same time, he curiously looked into the distance following Fang Zheng's gaze, and then Francis was stunned.

Opposite the church is the pier and the sea. It is already late at night, and under the silvery moonlight, you can just barely see the slowly flowing sea water... No!

Seeing this, Francis shuddered.

That's not sea water!

What the hell is that!

Under the moonlight, dark shadows gradually emerged in the sea. At first glance, they looked like shadows under the moonlight, but if you look closely, you will find that these shadows are not real shadows. They...they...

“…”

At the same time, deep voices suddenly rang out from all directions, very faint at first, but gradually getting louder and louder. It was like a group concert on the street, where one person singing was hard to hear at first, but gradually, as more and more people sang, the voices became louder and clearer.

The originally unclear whisper began to become louder.

“Aa ...

“Aa ...

“Aa ...

"What, what's that sound!"

The chanting became louder and louder, even like thunder, causing Francis to cover his ears involuntarily. However, even so, he could still hear the sound as if it came from his mind, hitting his chest heavily. Francis felt an indescribable discomfort all over his body, and his brain consciousness became increasingly blurred, as if he was being pulled into an invisible vortex and then completely disappeared...

"gentlemen!"

"snort."

Looking at Francis' painful expression, Fang Zheng snorted coldly, then he aimed at the church behind him and fired a shot.

"Bang!!"

As the gunshots rang out, the entire church trembled violently, and the next moment, roaring flames shot up into the sky. The explosion, like a landslide, accompanied by the flames, directly overturned the entire church, turning it into a huge burning column of fire. Even the village, which had appeared extremely dark under the night sky, was illuminated by the flames that shot up into the sky at this moment.

The shadows that were approaching the sea were also frightened by the flames rising into the sky and stopped for a moment. At the same time, the chanting that sounded disgusting just now disappeared without a trace.

"Here, this is for you."

Francis finally came back to his senses from the nightmare and saw Fang Zheng casually throwing something that looked like a jewel brooch to him.

"Find a place to hide yourself, don't come out and die."

"And you, sir?"

"I'll meet up with you after I've dealt with these problems. Don't worry, there will be no problem. This thing will protect your safety and keep you from being threatened... By the way, can you recite the Diamond Sutra?"

"…What is that?"

"Oh, sorry for getting off topic. Can you recite the Bible?"

"This...I know a little bit."

"Then find a place to kneel down and recite the Bible. I will come to you when you have recited it a hundred or eighty times."

"Okay, okay."

Francis now understood that it might be very dangerous and that staying here might not be of any help, so he nodded and turned around and ran back the way he came. After watching Francis' back disappear, Fang Zheng retracted his gaze and looked at the coast in front of him again. Then he put the gun back in his left hand and waved his right hand to take out the greatsword.

"Come, let me see how long these firewoods can burn!"

Looking at the army of deep divers in front of him, Fang Zheng showed a cold smile, although it was a bit strange. But then again, this kind of aura was not unfamiliar to Fang Zheng. He had encountered something similar in Yharnam, and now... after looking directly at these followers in front of him, Fang Zheng finally understood what he was facing.

Well, as the successor of Fran's Undead Team, there is only one thing he has to do!

"!!"

As Fang Zheng finished speaking, the other party seemed to have been waiting for this moment. The seawater in front of Fang Zheng suddenly exploded, and then several octopus-like tentacles came out from the depths and grabbed Fang Zheng. They were several meters thick, and you could see the huge suction cups on them and the sharp teeth that kept wriggling inside the suction cups.

"snort!"

Looking at the tentacles attacking him, Fang Zheng snorted coldly. Are you kidding me? I am not a red ponytail now. You actually want to use tentacles to defeat me?

Doesn't exist!

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng took a step forward and swung the pitch-black sword in his hand, splitting the darkness with a flash of fire and chopping down at the tentacles in front of him!

"boom!!"

The pitch-black sword easily cut the huge tentacle in front of it in two, just like piercing through cheese, and then flames burst out, moving forward all the way, even the sea was completely cut open by this blow of flames.

The opponent obviously did not expect Fang Zheng to possess such power. With a wailing sound, the tentacles burned by the primordial fire suddenly retracted. At the same time, Fang Zheng raised the greatsword in his hand, and flames burned fiercely.

"Let the fire purify everything!"

You're not the only one who can speak the lines, I can do it too!

As Fang Zheng slashed down with his sword, the whole world seemed to stop at this moment, but then, screams rang out. A huge, furious shadow suddenly jumped out from the sea level, and at the same time, black shadows from all directions seemed to have heard the order and rushed towards Fang Zheng!


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