The dead people watching were shocked, but immediately became excited.

They looked at each other with excitement in their eyes.

It was like seeing some rare play.

The Horror Fog City is too depressing on weekdays. There is no entertainment at all, and the dead are just constantly entangled in dark desires, obsessions and unrealistic fantasies.

They actually struggle in pain every day and wander aimlessly.

It is natural to be happy to see such a drama suddenly happen.

At this moment, the dead residents of the Fog City began to watch the show, and then discussed with each other how this person could be so crazy that he actually jumped into the sea of ​​fire.

I don’t know how long it has been since we last had this kind of discussion and laughter.

“I don’t think he’s crazy!”

Just when everyone thought that the other person was a complete lunatic, someone put forward a different point of view.

Everyone looked over to see who was so eccentric.

The other person is a child.

The child has a pale face and cold eyes. You can tell at a glance that he is not a good kid.

He was dressed very elegantly, standing out among the crowd of dead bodies.

There were two servants around him.

"If he was a madman, why would he take off his clothes before jumping into the fire?"

The child pointed to a pile of clothes over there and said.

Someone smiled grimly: "Because he is a madman, the thoughts in his head are naturally different from those of normal people."

"No." The child shook his head: "That person was afraid that the clothes would get burned, so he put them outside first and put them on after they came out of the fire."

Everyone was stunned.

You know what, if you think along this line of thought, it makes sense.

"That person, is he still planning to come out?"

Some people expressed disbelief.

It's like hearing the story of someone saying that the duck that's in the oven is trying to come out.

Isn't this nonsense?

How many horrible monsters have been burned to death by the fire of judgment? Countless anyway.

No monster could survive such flames.

Think about it, even monsters can’t survive, let alone humans.

"I don't believe that person can come out!"

"I don't believe it either!"

The one who said this was actually that little boy.

A group of dead people nearby think that this kid is crazy. He has said all these words, and he has both ends. It seems that it is not others who are crazy, but this kid.

But soon someone in the dead recognized the identity of the child.

"It's from the Howard family."

"They have been hiding in a manor in the suburbs, why are they here?"

"No one knows. Don't provoke them. You can't afford to provoke them."

The dead people around were subconsciously moving away from the child.

Apparently in Fog City, the Howard family was a terrifying existence that even these dead people were unwilling to provoke.

No one spoke now, and even if someone spoke, they spoke in low whispers.

In addition to discussing the madman who committed suicide by jumping into fire, people also started discussing this little boy.

Some of the dead recognized each other.

"He is the youngest son in the Howard family, but he is not well-liked and does not have a high status in the family."

The little boy obviously didn't hear the whispers, and even if he did, he wouldn't care.

Now he was staring at the flames.

What he said just now was not a lie. He didn't think that the man could come out.

This fire is very special.

Even the 'demons' supported by the family dared not touch it.

So if by any chance the other party can really come out, it means that he is definitely not a "human".

The dead are also human beings.

But not the devil.

In this foggy city, the secret of the Howard family's survival is that they can draw on the power of the 'devil'.

A true aristocrat is good at using any force to continue the family interests.

Whether alive or dead.

Only people at the bottom of society believe in good and evil, and in rules, and will watch this so-called trial ceremony with excitement.

What else can I get except venting a little bit of the hatred that is pent up in my heart? Nothing.

A truly strong person only cares about interests.

The little boy is willing to spend time waiting here for an event with extremely low probability.

If that person could come out, the little boy would find a way to win him over.

After all, the man looked like he could communicate. If he was a demon with a mind full of resentment and malice, the little boy would not dare to provoke him.

And there are simply countless such demons.

On the contrary, the demons that can be won over are few and far between and extremely precious.

Ten minutes later.

The fire continued unabated.

Instead, it burned more and more vigorously.

"Something's wrong."

The judge on the stage muttered at this time.

They had seen too many burnings at the stake and had already gained experience from that.

Generally speaking, the fire will subside after ten minutes or so, because there is nothing to burn. Then the body collector will come up and use an iron hook to hook out the body and take it away.

But this time, the flames were even more intense than when they were first ignited.

This is obviously not normal.

“Go and take a look!”

The Inquisitor winked at his men.

Several strong men wearing gas masks in the audience could only get closer. The fire was fierce and they could vaguely see a person standing inside.

Normally, it would be considered a demon tied to a rack.

By this time, he would have been burned to a charred corpse.

But when I got closer, I found that the man didn't seem to be the one tied to the rack.

The other party is standing on his own.

This discovery shocked the two strong men.

"Devil, devil!"

They exclaimed.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, shout it out first, otherwise, how can they explain the fact that they dare not move forward but retreat instead? This person, even if he is dead, must pay attention to the art of speaking.

The shouting caused a commotion around.

Many people began to retreat subconsciously.

The judge shouted loudly at this time, asking people to be quiet.

"No demon can survive the fire of judgment, no."

The judge swore solemnly and spoke in a firm tone.

This is not only said to the people below, but also to himself.

Because if there really are demons who are not afraid of the fire of judgment, then things will be bad.

The Inquisitor didn't dare to think what would happen next.

He didn't trust his men, so he wanted to go down and take a look himself.

The judge stepped down from the platform and walked to the stake.

At this moment, the fire still shows no signs of abating.

On the contrary, it was even more violent than before.

Through the blazing flames, the Inquisitor did see a person standing inside.

His face changed, he thought of something, took out a revolver from his arms, and without saying a word, pulled the trigger at the figure inside.

The sound of gunfire spread out.

With a hint of murderous aura.

At this distance, there is no reason why we can't hit the target.

But the figure inside was still standing.

This time the Inquisitor was frightened.

He maintained his dignity in his experience.

"Add oil, quick, add oil."

He felt that since bullets were useless, he could only continue to add fuel to the fire, making it bigger.

This way, perhaps the things inside can be burned to death.

After just two or three throws, the fire exploded.

The light of the flame even penetrated the thick haze and spread far away.

The little boy from the Howard family's eyes lit up at this moment.

He seemed to have seen something incredible, and this was what he was expecting.

At this moment, a person walked out from the blazing flames.

Just walk out slowly, without any rush.

Not a charred corpse.

Not only is it not burnt, its skin is actually quite nice.

The fire seemed to have no effect on this person. After he walked out, there was still some fire on his body. However, he didn't care at all and looked at the crowd around him.

"Where are my clothes?"

The man looked around, found where his clothes were, and went over to put them on.

As for the looks of the people around him, he didn't care.

After this person came out of the fire, the raging sea of ​​fire rapidly decreased and finally went out.

Everything happened in just a few seconds.

Lin Mo felt that he had made a lot of money this time.

He couldn't help it just now and finally jumped into the flames.

This is adventure.

But the results showed it was worth it.

The flames really couldn't burn him. In fact, standing in the flames felt like taking a hot bath.

Very comfortable.

The burning curse in his body obviously produced some kind of wonderful "chemical reaction" with the flames here, fusing with each other, then devouring each other and strengthening itself.

To put it bluntly, the Burning Curse has been 'upgraded'.

Lin Mo used the word "upgrade" to describe this experience, which is the most appropriate.

Anyway, he couldn't think of any word more suitable than this.

Lin Mo took out the yellow paper and looked at it.

There are two more words behind the words "burning curse" above.

deepen!

That means deepening the curse.

This didn't happen before.

Lin Mo knew very well that the improvement of the Burning Curse was definitely not as simple as adding two words. The improvement was very huge, so huge that Lin Mo felt that he could gain a foothold in the third level of dreamland just by relying on this "deepened" level of Burning Curse.

Perhaps the only problem is that the use of the aggravated curse cannot be as arbitrary as in the past, without paying attention to the time and intensity.

After all, the Burning Curse deepened, but the other curses that restricted the Burning Curse did not deepen.

This is equivalent to the original balance tilting and no longer being balanced.

Although Lin Mo can temporarily rely on his own strength to restrain and interfere and continue to maintain a relative balance.

But this balance is fragile.

Naturally, you have to be careful when using the deeper level of the Burning Curse next.

The duration cannot be too long and the intensity cannot be too great.

Otherwise, it would be easy for the curse to backfire.

If the curse deepened, the end would be very miserable, but Lin Mo didn't want to try it anyway.

Although there are drawbacks, improvement is improvement.

That’s why Lin Mo said it was worth it.

As for how to use this enhanced curse power, it is actually very simple.

Just like before, just release it with your bare hands.

That is, they need to touch each other and then pass on the burning flame.

After putting on his clothes, Lin Mo prepared to leave.

The trial here has ended, but Xiaoyu and the others are nowhere to be seen, so we have to find them as soon as possible.

No one dared to stop Lin Mo.

The dead here are dark and crazy, but not stupid.

They retain most of their thinking abilities as living people and know what they can and cannot do.

It's fine to capture a few foreign nightmares and execute them publicly to vent the hatred in your heart, but it's hard to deal with a demon who walked out of the fire of judgment safely.

Let’s just forget it.

You've already died once, why do you have to make it so hard on yourself? Life is already hard enough, so don't make it harder on yourself.

So no one dared to stop him, and they even took the initiative to make way.

Lin Mo was very satisfied, but he was stopped after taking just two steps.

It's a little child.

The other party was polite, although he looked nervous and stuttered a little, but it was obvious that he used a lot of communication skills. These skills were not worth mentioning in Lin Mo's eyes, but at least they showed that the other party was sincere.

In just a few words, the child made his purpose clear.

"The Howard family? Eating offerings?"

"Yes." The child looked expectant.

"Not interested!" Lin Mo shook his head and turned away.

Although he thought the kid was nice and courageous, he was not willing to do the job of guarding someone's house.

Even if he didn't go find Xiaoyu and the others, Lin Mo wouldn't do this kind of work.

He is too busy to waste time.

The child was frustrated.

But the other party seemed to have anticipated this result, so he was not discouraged at all, but hurriedly followed.

The elders in the family have always taught him that perseverance is important in doing anything, and nothing can be easily accomplished in one or two attempts.

To succeed, you need to be persistent and perseverant.

In front, the child finally caught up with Lin Mo.

This time he used a different rhetoric.

This means that the Howard family is not looking for slaves or low-level guards, but partners of the same level.

"The family gets your power to protect itself. At the same time, you can also use the power of the family to achieve your goals. We have no affiliation and are equal. At the same time, you are also free and can do whatever you want. The family will not impose any restrictions on you."

The child is a natural negotiator.

He said the most crucial point in just one sentence.

After listening to this, Lin Mo nodded in agreement.

Because he felt that since the Howard family had existed in the third-level dream for so long, it must be powerful, and any powerful organization would more or less possess something that Lin Mo needed most at the moment.

intelligence!

If Lin Mo wants to find Xiaoyu and the others here, it’s hard to say how long it will take to find them relying on his own strength.

But it would be much easier if there was a local family to help him.

So he agreed.

The kid was obviously very happy, and it seemed that recruiting Lin Mo would be of great benefit to him.

And soon, Lin Mo put forward his request.

That is to find someone.

"No problem, but according to the family's requirements, you have to show your strength."

Lin Mo asked him how he performed.

The child looked around, then pointed to a house over there and said, "There is a demon hiding in that house. It is the enemy of our family. The family has offered a reward for this demon. If you can kill it and bring back the demon's head, it will be considered a reward. Then we will also fulfill your request..."

Before he could say anything, Lin Mo was already walking towards the house the child was pointing at.

The 'devil' that the child refers to is actually the nightmare in the third level of dream.

Nightmares are like people, some are strong and some are weak.

Of course, nightmares that can exist in the third level of dreams should not be weak, that is to say, the upper limit is very high and the lower limit is also very high.

But there are still differences between the high and low.

Lin Mo wanted to see whether the nightmare he had to deal with was high or low.

If he is too strong, Lin Mo will never take the risk.

At worst, all agreements with this child will be invalidated.

If they are not too strong, then just get the job done, and then use the power of the Howard family to find someone.

As for how strong the nightmare in the house is, Lin Mo can sense it with the help of spider silk.

I stood at the door for a minute.

Lin Mo went straight up the stairs and kicked the door open.

The little boy didn't dare to go in. He waited at the door and heard silence inside at first. Then, a strange noise was heard suddenly. Finally, the impact of an explosive flame shattered the glass on the second floor, and the whole place fell into silence again.

Then, footsteps were heard and Lin Mo walked out.

He was holding a hideous human head in his hand.

The head was burnt black, but the child could still recognize it as the devil in the house.

(End of this chapter)