Because it was created by an evil god, its grotesque nature is evil and twisted. Regardless of the customs, legends, or strange tales from which it originates, the grotesque things it creates only evoke cruel thoughts in humans.
Ling Xiao led them to stand at the entrance of the bizarre city.
Don't ask them how they know; it just says "City of the Bizarre" on the sign.
At the city gate stood two faceless, thin figures dressed in white, next to a huge scale reminiscent of those used for slaughtering pigs in the countryside, its iron hook covered in mottled, sticky blood.
Upon seeing the fragrant humans approaching, a figure in white prepared to explain the rules for entering the city—
The city entry fee is 8% of the weight of your body.
Of course, after paying the city entry fee, you also need to apply for a temporary residence permit, "tip" two people, buy suitable resident clothes, and so on. In short, all sorts of ways require you to pay human money.
They won't stop until they've reduced a person to a skeleton. Of course, if you're fat enough, you might still have a chance to live.
This is the strangeness of the city gate, composed of legends about entering the city throughout history.
None of the three took this strange creature seriously. Even Chu Yunfan, who seemed to be the weakest, had a trump card that could deal with it.
The inaction is a waiting for His response.
Ling Xiao's reaction was one of great joy and excitement. This was all energy! The City of the Bizarre, was it full of the bizarre?
There was no fighting, no, almost no fighting. The two city gates vanished bizarrely, becoming the first fuel for the Firewood System.
The bizarre thing was mostly energy, which burned very quickly, leaving only white crystals the size of soybeans.
As they passed through the city gate, the "girl's" light footsteps, clattering softly, drew considerable attention from the "weird" crowd.
After solving a series of bizarre incidents, including the bizarre sight of a beautiful girl beckoning at night, the bizarre sight of a crossroads, and the bizarre sight of a cat in a tree, a path was finally cleared.
There were two forks in the road, both shrouded in thick fog, and they looked the same, making it impossible to choose.
A glint flashed in Han Yuan's eyes, and his mind raced. The two similar paths could actually be split into two groups, or one person could be sent to scout ahead...
Which road do you want to take?
"ah?"
Chu Yunfan didn't understand why he was being asked to make a choice.
Because you're the protagonist, when you're in a dungeon with the protagonist, in this situation, the guy who goes against the protagonist will definitely choose a path that's difficult, thankless, and dangerous.
Isn't this common sense?
With this in mind, Ling Xiao asked again with rare patience, though her smile had already straightened out.
After realizing this, Chu Yunfan dared not refuse again. He frowned and tried hard to discern a better path, but in the end, he gave up.
Counting on your fingers and silently counting the soldiers and generals, whoever you point to is who... to the left!
"Okay, then let's choose the left one."
The joyful "girl" had already taken a step, Yun Han was the second to follow, followed closely by Chu Yunfan, while Han Yuan was stunned for a while before lifting her heavy steps to catch up.
The protagonist's luck was indeed extraordinary. Overall, although some minor strange occurrences occurred, the journey was relatively smooth.
As the fog gradually dissipated, a huge white building was revealed behind it, with both flying eaves and steep cliffs as well as a clock tower and spires, which looked like a strange incongruity at first glance.
It seems that the Chinese and Western styles were forcibly torn apart and pieced together without any regard for the consequences.
It is filled with a strong sense of disharmony and strangeness.
Thump, thump, thump. The girl went up and pulled the brass ring, but nothing happened.
The next second, the door collapsed with a crash. Ling Xiao slowly withdrew his foot. "You're so shameless! I've already knocked on the door, why don't you open it?"
As soon as I entered this place, which I couldn't tell whether to call a palace or a castle, wisps of strange energy, like tiny snakes, began to crawl into my body, invading through my pores, eyes, nose, and every part of my body.
This extremely powerful force is eager to twist people's bodies and minds together, starting from the smallest details to bring about some earth-shattering changes.
The other three also noticed the difference and, being cautious, quickly left the building and stood outside the door.
The light shining from outside the door shone on the back of the white-clad "girl," whose long, jet-black hair reached her ankles, and she remained motionless.
Could it be that they can't get out?
Seeing this, the three had different thoughts. Among them, Han Yuan was the most confident. He was sure there would be no problem. Those who had truly experienced the ferocity of this demon god would not have the idea of failure.
Yun Han was disappointed. Was she going to die without even seeing the evil god?
Chu Yunfan sighed with a sense of unease, after all, he was also human and knew the extent of the calamity posed by the evil god, but at the same time, he was not without joy.
The demon god gave him the feeling of looking down on him, calm and playful, as if he could see everything about him.
"Transforming into Hanako in the toilet actually does resemble Kanade quite a bit, but I'm not her..."
A sigh that seemed both real and unreal.
It turns out that all the bizarre things originated from this fallen city.
They were originally ordinary residents, but they were used as material, combined with various ghost stories and folk customs, and their consciousness was forcibly erased and twisted into the grotesque minions of evil gods.
This process naturally involves successes and failures, because whether the transition goes smoothly also depends on luck and the degree of compatibility.
Ultimately, out of a total of 700,000 people, fewer than 10,000 successfully transformed.
A probability of 70 to 1 is actually not low.
The "girl" turned around, half of her small face in shadow, a slight smile playing on her lips:
"Be good and wait outside, or you'll die."
The final words of advice were clearly directed at Han Yuan. He felt a chill run down his spine and subconsciously recalled the previous words, so he quietly moved a little further away from Chu Yunfan.
As the others slowly disappeared into the darkness, the three remained silent, the atmosphere extremely awkward.
Ling Xiao put everything else out of his mind. What protagonist, what sword immortal, what lackey—none of them were as important as the evil god!
Watching its excited host, it slaughtered everything in its path, killing without hesitation.
Because so many people were killed, there were bound to be some oversights. Red spots were scattered on the snow-white shirt, as desolate as red plum blossoms in the snow.
"Found it, you hid it really well."
Before me was a massive mountain of flesh, a surging mass of black flesh mixed with countless disgusting debris, and bulging abscesses that gushed out pus.
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