"You're back?"

James teased, and seeing that Valerie seemed to have calmed down, she did not respond, but went straight back to the car. When he turned around, James found that she had already lay down.

"This guy is in a bad mood."

He laughed and didn't go in to comfort her. Instead, he discussed the next shooting arrangements with Scott.

"...We're going to shoot some pictures of the church tomorrow. This kind of religious building will definitely give the audience a different look. There's also the opening ceremony. Can we sneak in?"

"...I know the script by heart, don't worry, we'll improvise it and it will be absolutely realistic!"

"...Those citizens may really be hostile to outsiders, so they treated Weiss like that. Don't worry, when the tourists arrive, we can go to the area near Miskatoke University."

"…Valerie? Don't worry, I've known her for a long time, she's fine."

Listening to the discussion between the two people, Lu Ban did not speak. He had already vaguely guessed the current situation.

These college students making the film are indeed the key to solving the problem, but their safety is not necessarily guaranteed.

While they were still discussing enthusiastically how to shoot next and choosing the shooting location by checking the map, Lu Ban got into the car, came to the old TV and player, and found the videotape that the old man had given him before.

Wes had already laid down, while Valerie was curled up on the other side, and Thalia was still outside getting some fresh air, so the car was very quiet.

After putting the videotape into the player, Lu Ban turned down the volume slightly and watched the film he had already seen.

The last video was interrupted after filming the strange rituals of the people at the opening ceremony. Lu Ban wanted to see if this videotape would evolve accordingly.

As expected, the subsequent scenes did exist in the videotape and were not Lu Ban’s dreams.

"Look, what is that?"

The photographer zoomed in and captured the scene on the stage of the auditorium.

Those people in black surrounded a man who was wearing a suit and was tied to a platform. Then, a hooded man slowly walked out from the crowd. He raised his right hand and took a silver knife handed to him by the person next to him. Then, without hesitation, he stabbed the knife into the man's chest.

A moment later, the blood gushing out of the man's body spread along the unclear outline of the ritual on the ground, slowly covering it, making the ritual array bright red and enchanting.

And Lu Ban saw that the blood was flowing towards the back of the stage without obeying the laws of physics, and even floating up, forming an intricate blood network.

At the end of the network, all the blood gathered on a statue.

The statue looked like the Virgin Mary, who showed mercy to the world, but her appearance was extremely evil and full of a sense of blasphemy. In her arms, flesh and blood gathered, as if a new life was brewing from the void.

The cub was born into this world with a heart-wrenching wail, and all the believers prostrated themselves before the statue, worshipping it and chanting prayers.

“Yeah! ■■■■■! The black goat of the forest that gave birth to millions of offspring!”

The name of the god was uttered in a voice that humans could not understand. The voice was severely polluted and it was no longer possible to identify which god it belonged to.

This is probably a kind of biological protection mechanism. Calling the names of the Old Ones or higher beings directly will drive humans crazy, and crazy humans will find it difficult to spread the belief in these gods widely.

Although as gods, they do not care whether their believers spread their reputation, as believers, they will naturally display their faith as much as possible, and will also preach and teach, so the name of the god becomes important.

Therefore, those believers who were not so crazy would sum up a set of pronunciations that could refer to the Old Ones, and through these pronunciations, the prayers were passed down and became what they are today.

"The Black Goat of the Forest?"

Lu Ban carefully observed the creepy monster that made his scalp tingle and felt that it was indeed somewhat similar to a goat.

Those numerous legs with hooves were swaying in the air, and its body, those wriggling masses of flesh that looked like a mixture of blood and flesh, with its bloody mouth opening and closing, and those spreading tentacles above, were a direct manifestation of its malice.

The sacrificed man died soon, and all the blood in his body was drained, leaving only a monster. The monster fell from the arms of the Virgin Mary to the ground with a loud crash. Despite falling from such a height, the monster was not injured at all. It struggled for a moment before climbing up and moving towards the bottom of the stage.

The monster just came among the crowd, and everyone looked at it with awe and admiration. No one dared to defy its will. Its tentacles like branches wrapped around a man in a suit. In a blink of an eye, he was grabbed and put into the monster's mouth. His body was crushed without any chewing, and he completely merged with the monster.

As for the rest, they seemed to be still offering sacrifices and were about to repeat the process.

"This is so exciting, this is a sacrifice, this is a sacrifice! I knew it would happen!"

The voice of the person filming sounded extremely fanatical, like a true fanatic.

"There will be many more sacrifices to come, all over the city, and Miskatoke will become the new Garden of Eden."

He said as he climbed down the backstage and came to the outside of the university auditorium.

The audience outside had no idea what was going on and gathered on the street pretending to be characters in the movie. Suddenly, the door of the auditorium was kicked open and the strange and terrifying monster came out onto the street.

The handheld camera was a bit shaky, but it recorded everything faithfully.

The crowd screamed and fled in fear, but more people just looked at the monster, screaming hysterically, and stayed where they were, waiting to die.

The monster's tentacles grabbed a tourist and threw the person into its mouth, chewing and crushing the person like a melon seed. Blood splattered and made the scene even more chaotic.

“It’s getting more and more, it’s getting more and more, the Miskatoke Film Festival is officially open!”

The person filming shouted loudly, and the videotape was covered with snow and the TV screen soon went black.

"It does seem to change as we explore."

Lu Ban concluded.

Those monsters were obviously followers of some evil god. The people of Miskatoke held a ceremony here to summon them. They were the ones Zhou Changqing encountered before.

But which year's film festival was this videotape shot at? Such a thing happened at the film festival but there was no news record of it. What exactly happened in this city?

While Lu Ban was thinking, he suddenly saw a pair of eyes staring at him in the darkness inside the RV.