The ink-black magic book, with cold tentacles, and an abstract picture of the devil's smiling face was drawn on the cover. In the center are complex lines combining the astrological disk and the seven-pointed stars, dotted with magic symbols representing six elements, and the human heart pattern at the top.
This is a translated manuscript. What it originally was unknown. Russell read it roughly. The whole article is obscure and difficult to understand. A large amount of space is used to record religious history, mythological stories, and the origin of alchemy. A small amount of space is magic knowledge that needs to be deciphered.
Between the paragraphs, there are also the notes and insights of the writer. In addition to English, the language used is mixed with Greek and Arabic, as well as three or five kinds of words that cannot be understood.
bite!
The host contacts the Wohes manuscript and triggers the lottery. Is it now drawn?
Wohes manuscript…Who is Wohes?
Russell frowned and silently thought about drawing. Soon the system prompted him to obtain an item card.
Item Card: Wohes manuscript (truth in the eyes of a madman, or cursed wisdom)
Isn’t this the last time I came into contact with a chainsaw and then opened the chainsaw?I have done the same routine twice, and you owe it to the system...
Wait, it's so delicious!
Russell was about to complain, but suddenly realized that the 'Wohes manuscript' issued by the item card could be taken away from the mission world!
This is great news. Every magic book is arrogant. If you don’t understand magic at a certain level, you may be able to understand the words in the book, but you can’t remember them by rote. Knowledge only stays in your mind for a short time, and you will forget everything if you exceed the time limit.
With a sincere lottery, Russell did not immediately open the item card, and hugged it and searched it again.
He skipped the words that he could not understand, and there was time to slowly translate them in the future, turning directly to the pages of religious history and mythological stories to find records about the devil.
Through this magic book, Nicholas learned how to sacrifice to the devil. He is an ordinary person who cannot understand the profound magic hidden in the text.
Russell is a novice and can't understand it either, but he knows that this book is priceless and can provide him with irreplaceable help for a long time.
Close the book and Russell put it in the inner pocket of his clothes, the book is his most precious treasure at the moment, worth more than all the cards combined.
In the living room, Jennifer bit off the neck of the five people, leaving traces of tearing like beasts. She dug out Nicholas' heart, chewing it in small mouthfuls, and swallowing slowly in a very ladylike manner.
When offering sacrifices, it was Nicholas who pierced her heart with a sharp knife, and the cause and effect cycled, and the retribution was unhappy!
The low-shoulder band died before they became famous. The only thing that proved that they had existed was five pairs of broken shoes on the ground.
This also fits the end of a deal with the devil. The devil only does a business without a foundation and regards the equivalent exchange as a loss.
Never fantasize about getting something from the devil for nothing. They have been with more girls than you have ever seen. They can’t play with social experience.
The living room was terrible, and Russell frowned and refused to look, and walked straight out the door.Jennifer grabbed Nichola's clothes, rubbed it around his mouth, and quickly followed Russell's footsteps.
……
Crystal Lake Camp!
The calm water surface is like a mirror, with a dead silence and deepness, and the gentle breeze blows by, shimmering.
On the shore, tents lit by bonfires ignited, and corpses were scattered around them.
In the woods, the young man who had tried to chat with Jennifer was hiding behind the tree with his mouth covering his mouth. He peeked at the camp without a living, his eyes filled with deep fear.
A group of seven people hiked to the Crystal Lake Camp and found that the camp was empty. They dreamed of becoming a big director's cheat by holding a camera, and thought it was a god-given opportunity.
Since no one takes care of it, wouldn’t you just take whatever you want? So you bewitch everyone to dig out the graves of serial murderers and put them in the camera as real-life material.
Of the six people, four opposed it, and two others supported it, and there were disagreements. The future director took two supporters away.Before leaving, he took the shovel and axe away from the camp, and then...
The three of them never came back, and replaced by a tall murderer wearing a hockey mask.
Hundreds of people killed the young Jason!
Everyone was ruthlessly killed, only the young man fished by the lake and escaped by chance.He saw a brutal murder in the distance, squatting behind the tree and not daring to speak until Jason left.
The Chinese are right. It's too dangerous here, I have to leave quickly...
The young man squatted behind the tree for a long time and confirmed that the murderer had walked away, then he tiptoed to run away.As soon as he turned around, he found that his vision had dimmed and a wall appeared in front of him.
It was not a wall, it was a person, he almost hit the other person's chest.
The young man was surprised and happy, and his fear continued to ask someone to talk about. As soon as he looked up, the surprise instantly turned cold and he was frightened in place.
The tall figure wore a hockey mask, a ragged gray long suit and trousers, and a rusty machete in his right hand. Through the gaps in the mask, a pair of air-conditioned eyes could be vaguely seen.
N……
The cold light flashed instantly!
The young man's body stood in place, and the big head soared into the sky and fell three meters away.The broken neck with smooth cut surface was gushing outward.
Blood drips sputtered on the hockey mask. Jason was unmoved and turned around silently to look into the distance. After a while, he strided out and his figure disappeared into the woods.
……
At the same time, Russell was driving on the way back, and this time he found a real shortcut.It is still a dirt road, with a pointing sign at the intersection, so you will never go wrong again.
Russell, didn’t you say you wouldn’t take the shortcut again?Jennifer sat in the passenger seat and raised the corner of her skirt upwards. She said what she said about food and clothing.
I rushed back to flip through the map, and it didn't matter if I copied it occasionally... Russell ignored his two straight long legs and saw Jennifer eating people, so he crossed her off the list that could be shot. Fortunately, he had already entered the photos into the archives before, otherwise it would be a bit difficult.
Well, I'm worried that if I encounter something again, it will waste your time.Jennifer looked at Russell with affection, with a pool of spring water in his eyes, which was already a naked tease.
The vixen's face is very tempting at this moment.
Unfortunately, this face has been mosaiced by Russell!
What else will I encounter...
There are many horror movies on the U.S. road, and the deadly curves have been cleared. Let’s go to another mountain with eyes, chainsaw madness, death-breaking rest stop, no one survived, horror wax museum... As he thought about it, Russell smiled.
That's not bad, just to refresh my inventory!
As he was talking, dirt road walked out of the hockey masked face with a big knife in front of him.
Russell: …
Damn, am I in hallucination again?
After looking back at the car, Jennifer couldn't help complaining: I seem to have seen some familiar scenes. These murderers are too rude. Don't you know that the success rate of sneak attacks is higher?
After finishing the complaint, Jennifer pushed open the car door, opened his mouth wide and roared, floating in the air and pounced towards Jason.
But the blade is a little bigger, and I changed the mask. Do you want to abuse me again?
Jennifer disdained her, her pupils turned silver, and she was extremely fierce when she was full!
brush!
Silver light flashed, and the rusty machete dripped blood. Jason kicked away the headless corpse in front of him, grabbed the head that fell in mid-air, and picked up his long hair.
Looking straight at Russell's eyes, as if he was saying...
Russell walked out of the car speechlessly and touched the Shaying on his lower back: I seem to have seen the familiar scene somewhere!
This is a translated manuscript. What it originally was unknown. Russell read it roughly. The whole article is obscure and difficult to understand. A large amount of space is used to record religious history, mythological stories, and the origin of alchemy. A small amount of space is magic knowledge that needs to be deciphered.
Between the paragraphs, there are also the notes and insights of the writer. In addition to English, the language used is mixed with Greek and Arabic, as well as three or five kinds of words that cannot be understood.
bite!
The host contacts the Wohes manuscript and triggers the lottery. Is it now drawn?
Wohes manuscript…Who is Wohes?
Russell frowned and silently thought about drawing. Soon the system prompted him to obtain an item card.
Item Card: Wohes manuscript (truth in the eyes of a madman, or cursed wisdom)
Isn’t this the last time I came into contact with a chainsaw and then opened the chainsaw?I have done the same routine twice, and you owe it to the system...
Wait, it's so delicious!
Russell was about to complain, but suddenly realized that the 'Wohes manuscript' issued by the item card could be taken away from the mission world!
This is great news. Every magic book is arrogant. If you don’t understand magic at a certain level, you may be able to understand the words in the book, but you can’t remember them by rote. Knowledge only stays in your mind for a short time, and you will forget everything if you exceed the time limit.
With a sincere lottery, Russell did not immediately open the item card, and hugged it and searched it again.
He skipped the words that he could not understand, and there was time to slowly translate them in the future, turning directly to the pages of religious history and mythological stories to find records about the devil.
Through this magic book, Nicholas learned how to sacrifice to the devil. He is an ordinary person who cannot understand the profound magic hidden in the text.
Russell is a novice and can't understand it either, but he knows that this book is priceless and can provide him with irreplaceable help for a long time.
Close the book and Russell put it in the inner pocket of his clothes, the book is his most precious treasure at the moment, worth more than all the cards combined.
In the living room, Jennifer bit off the neck of the five people, leaving traces of tearing like beasts. She dug out Nicholas' heart, chewing it in small mouthfuls, and swallowing slowly in a very ladylike manner.
When offering sacrifices, it was Nicholas who pierced her heart with a sharp knife, and the cause and effect cycled, and the retribution was unhappy!
The low-shoulder band died before they became famous. The only thing that proved that they had existed was five pairs of broken shoes on the ground.
This also fits the end of a deal with the devil. The devil only does a business without a foundation and regards the equivalent exchange as a loss.
Never fantasize about getting something from the devil for nothing. They have been with more girls than you have ever seen. They can’t play with social experience.
The living room was terrible, and Russell frowned and refused to look, and walked straight out the door.Jennifer grabbed Nichola's clothes, rubbed it around his mouth, and quickly followed Russell's footsteps.
……
Crystal Lake Camp!
The calm water surface is like a mirror, with a dead silence and deepness, and the gentle breeze blows by, shimmering.
On the shore, tents lit by bonfires ignited, and corpses were scattered around them.
In the woods, the young man who had tried to chat with Jennifer was hiding behind the tree with his mouth covering his mouth. He peeked at the camp without a living, his eyes filled with deep fear.
A group of seven people hiked to the Crystal Lake Camp and found that the camp was empty. They dreamed of becoming a big director's cheat by holding a camera, and thought it was a god-given opportunity.
Since no one takes care of it, wouldn’t you just take whatever you want? So you bewitch everyone to dig out the graves of serial murderers and put them in the camera as real-life material.
Of the six people, four opposed it, and two others supported it, and there were disagreements. The future director took two supporters away.Before leaving, he took the shovel and axe away from the camp, and then...
The three of them never came back, and replaced by a tall murderer wearing a hockey mask.
Hundreds of people killed the young Jason!
Everyone was ruthlessly killed, only the young man fished by the lake and escaped by chance.He saw a brutal murder in the distance, squatting behind the tree and not daring to speak until Jason left.
The Chinese are right. It's too dangerous here, I have to leave quickly...
The young man squatted behind the tree for a long time and confirmed that the murderer had walked away, then he tiptoed to run away.As soon as he turned around, he found that his vision had dimmed and a wall appeared in front of him.
It was not a wall, it was a person, he almost hit the other person's chest.
The young man was surprised and happy, and his fear continued to ask someone to talk about. As soon as he looked up, the surprise instantly turned cold and he was frightened in place.
The tall figure wore a hockey mask, a ragged gray long suit and trousers, and a rusty machete in his right hand. Through the gaps in the mask, a pair of air-conditioned eyes could be vaguely seen.
N……
The cold light flashed instantly!
The young man's body stood in place, and the big head soared into the sky and fell three meters away.The broken neck with smooth cut surface was gushing outward.
Blood drips sputtered on the hockey mask. Jason was unmoved and turned around silently to look into the distance. After a while, he strided out and his figure disappeared into the woods.
……
At the same time, Russell was driving on the way back, and this time he found a real shortcut.It is still a dirt road, with a pointing sign at the intersection, so you will never go wrong again.
Russell, didn’t you say you wouldn’t take the shortcut again?Jennifer sat in the passenger seat and raised the corner of her skirt upwards. She said what she said about food and clothing.
I rushed back to flip through the map, and it didn't matter if I copied it occasionally... Russell ignored his two straight long legs and saw Jennifer eating people, so he crossed her off the list that could be shot. Fortunately, he had already entered the photos into the archives before, otherwise it would be a bit difficult.
Well, I'm worried that if I encounter something again, it will waste your time.Jennifer looked at Russell with affection, with a pool of spring water in his eyes, which was already a naked tease.
The vixen's face is very tempting at this moment.
Unfortunately, this face has been mosaiced by Russell!
What else will I encounter...
There are many horror movies on the U.S. road, and the deadly curves have been cleared. Let’s go to another mountain with eyes, chainsaw madness, death-breaking rest stop, no one survived, horror wax museum... As he thought about it, Russell smiled.
That's not bad, just to refresh my inventory!
As he was talking, dirt road walked out of the hockey masked face with a big knife in front of him.
Russell: …
Damn, am I in hallucination again?
After looking back at the car, Jennifer couldn't help complaining: I seem to have seen some familiar scenes. These murderers are too rude. Don't you know that the success rate of sneak attacks is higher?
After finishing the complaint, Jennifer pushed open the car door, opened his mouth wide and roared, floating in the air and pounced towards Jason.
But the blade is a little bigger, and I changed the mask. Do you want to abuse me again?
Jennifer disdained her, her pupils turned silver, and she was extremely fierce when she was full!
brush!
Silver light flashed, and the rusty machete dripped blood. Jason kicked away the headless corpse in front of him, grabbed the head that fell in mid-air, and picked up his long hair.
Looking straight at Russell's eyes, as if he was saying...
Russell walked out of the car speechlessly and touched the Shaying on his lower back: I seem to have seen the familiar scene somewhere!
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