A sea of ​​blood, deep in the forest of the dead.

"Huchi...huchi..."

Dragon Heng was covered in blazing flames and running at high speed in the dense forest.

In pursuit of speed, he would even smash his head into some big trees that he couldn't avoid in time.

No.

It should be said that Long Heng had no concept of dodge at all, he just rushed forward, all the way into the distance.

Its head is as if it is made of superalloy. No matter rocks or trees, it is as fragile and loose as foam under the impact of its super speed, and will collapse upon impact.

Boom!

Another ten-meter-thick tree was smashed through by him, leaving a huge hole.

"Who is that guy?"

The running dragon shook the sawdust off his body and couldn't help but think of the humanoid monster wearing a hockey mask that suddenly appeared.

In front of that monster, my 'Super Mario physique', which had no concept of pain, seemed to have completely lost its pain-free effect and became 'delicate'.

Every attack from that guy, whether it was a slash or a punch, would cause him so much pain that his whole body would tremble.

That kind of pain seemed to be completely affecting the soul level, completely ignoring his physical characteristics.

"Avada Kedavra can't be killed even after ten consecutive shots. It's so poisonous. Damn it!"

Dragon Heng, who was running extremely fast, gritted his teeth and said, "Even the captain can't withstand Avada Kedavra's ten consecutive rounds. What the hell kind of monster is this!"

Ten minutes ago, he saw with his own eyes that Zuo Qinghe, who had tried all kinds of tricks, was attacked by the monster-like masked old man and rushed forward. Then he was brutally pulled out of half of his vertebrae, and finally paralyzed in extremely miserable ways.

It was writhing and wailing on the ground, like an earthworm that had been poured with boiling water.

Then, the masked man, who smelled strongly of blood, used a chainsaw to cut off Zuo Qinghe's soles of his feet.

The scene was like a horror movie and almost frightened Long Heng out of his wits.

So when the opponent was abusing Zuo Qinghe, he couldn't bear the fear in his heart, so he left his teammates and ran away alone.

It wasn't until my legs felt weak that I dared to stop and take out the potion and take a few sips to relieve fatigue.

After Long Heng recovered a little strength, he turned his head left and right, looking at the dark forest around him with extreme panic.

I always feel like...that devil wearing a hockey mask is hiding in a corner and looking over with a ferocious smile.

"No! I can't stay here!"

Long Heng stood up suddenly while holding on to the tree trunk, chose a direction and started running again with his legs.

Whoosh——

Another ten minutes passed.

He arrived at a dark woodland with sparse trees.

The place is extremely empty and deserted. There is nothing but the thick dry leaves at the feet and a few scattered dwarf trees. Basically, there is nothing to hide.

"call--"

After taking a few breaths, Long Heng said with a smile, "Hey, I've been running for hundreds of kilometers, and you probably can't find me in such a huge forest no matter how hard you look."

After saying that, he took a leisurely step forward.

Then, he felt a movement under his feet... as if he had stepped on something.

Hush~

The wind howled.

A piece of elastic steel that was tied to the trunk of a short tree on the left and stretched into a semi-circle at some point was quickly swept towards Long Heng before he could react at all.

Poof!

"Ah!

"Long Heng screamed violently.

I saw three daggers burning with black flames tied backwards to the top of the yellow steel, as well as dense circles of black barb-shaped spikes.

At first glance, it looks like a rake from hell.

At this moment, this 'nail rake' nailed Long Heng's left hand firmly into his waist and abdomen.

The three flaming daggers on the top of the 'rake' pierced his flesh and internal organs and pierced him diagonally from the waist.

In an instant, blood spurted out from the tragic wound.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Long Heng had never experienced such pain before. It was so painful that he almost went crazy on the spot, so he could only curl up and half squat on the ground and scream in agony.

The pain was so severe that he couldn't even think about why these things that could never break through his skin's defenses could actually cause so much harm to him today.

It's simple, the answer lies in the black flames wrapped around the edges of the three daggers.

That flame is basically condensed from the fire of pure hatred.

In nature, it is an extremely simplified version of [Hateful Burning Heart].

Therefore, this fire is the mortal enemy of all living creatures.

Katcha～Kacha～

At this moment, the tall and muscular Jason stepped out from behind the slender tree that could not hide anyone, and slowly walked towards the dragon.

This scene is so weird that it goes against common sense.

However, this is also one of Jason's killing skills.

When Long Heng saw him appearing, he immediately roared: "You can actually chase me here...what a monster!"

After saying that, he endured the pain and tried to take a deep breath.

Hiss——

In an instant, a flame with a temperature of tens of thousands of degrees Celsius condensed out of thin air in his mouth.

Long Heng, who was at the end of his rope, obviously wanted to burn the opponent to death with a single breath of fire.

It's a pity that Jason didn't give him this chance. He used the power of anger in his palm to materialize a multi-barreled rotating machine gun filled with illusory black flames and aimed it at Long Heng.

"..."

Long Heng's mouth bulged and his face turned green with fright, and he quickly used his remaining right arm to block his face.

At this second, the machine gun suddenly fired.

Da da da da da da da da—

The terrifying stream of nearly two hundred bullets per second instantly engulfed Long Heng's body.

The already astonishingly lethal bullet stream, coupled with the 'enchantment' of the fire of hatred, immediately became even more terrifying.

So in just a second or two, the multi-barreled rotary machine gun attack tore apart Long Heng's right arm and shattered his entire mouth of teeth and jaw.

The high-temperature flame that was about to erupt was also choked in his throat.

at last……

Peng——

boom!

The tightly condensed fireball exploded violently inside Long Heng's skull-like incomplete head.

Suddenly, his entire body turned into a human-shaped torch.

Hua Hua Hua——

Terrible flames flowed everywhere, turning the surrounding dense forest into a scorching fire field in a short time.

Jason, who was here, immediately turned around and left after confirming that Long Heng was dead.

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Hundreds of kilometers away.

Duan Sheng walked quickly through the deep and dense forest with a serious look on his face, feeling very heavy.

Although it took a lot of effort to find Grandma Wolf in the corpse playground, the combat power of that thing was not very high after all, and it was not too difficult to deal with, so overall it was not too dangerous.

But when the three of them gathered all the materials and trekked to the Exile's Prison to forge the Weeping Blade, as if a curse had been touched, they inexplicably provoked a vicious man wearing a worn-out hockey mask to chase them all the way. .

After a desperate chase and detonating the huge lava pool at the bottom of the prison, the three of them managed to escape, but they had no choice but to disperse.

Zuo Qinghe and Long Heng may not know the identity of the masked man, but Duan Sheng does.

That man is simply the ‘protagonist’ in the “Black Friday” series of horror films—Crystal Lake Killer Jason Voorhees.

But this undead spirit... has nothing to do with "The Legend of Anzel" at all.

One is a fantasy world, and the other is a plasma horror film with a modern urban background.
To be continued...