But Zhou Chu obviously failed to get what he wanted. This time the air defense siren was much sharper and sharper than the last time, and it was much shorter. After running through two streets, the sky had completely darkened. When he saw the towering spire of the church in the distance, the darkness was like a curtain that was pulled up, instantly swallowing the whole world.

It was completely dark, and I couldn't see anything when I reached out to see my five fingers, I could only hear my rapid breathing.

Zhou Chu slowed down and even stopped. Running in the darkness where nothing could be seen and could not see anything was obviously not a wise move. There was still a street away from the church, so he could only stop, then raise his perception and alertness in his whole body to the highest point, and then wait.

Fortunately, unlike what he felt in the real world, Zhou Chu could clearly feel that his perception was much sharper, and he was much faster when he ran just now. The original virus can still exert 30% of his ability in the world of Silent Hill. So at least in the face of the upcoming inner world, he is not an ordinary person, or at least an awakened person who can have some power.

Just like when he was about to rush into the church, first it was dark and then there was a vaguely visible red light, making the surroundings vaguely visible, and then there was a crackling sound like something peeling, from far to near.

This time, no longer would a pair of big hands behind him drag him into any place. Zhou Chu stood in the middle of the street, focused, calmed down, and clenched his fists secretly. The golden wire began to appear in his pupils and swam.

As the strange, gray red light became brighter and brighter, bright enough to make people at least see everything around them, the sound also came to Zhou Chu's vicinity.

This time, Zhou Chu finally saw clearly and was real enough.

It is like a dry and cracked wall, or a weathered old stone wall. Everything that can be seen produces cracked cracks, and then falls one by one. After it falls, all the surfaces appear dark red like blood veins, with red veins like blood vessels, spreading on those walls and ground, even lamp posts and railings. At the same time, everything becomes wet and sticky, and everything becomes like a huge and plasma-filled world.

Is this the world?

Zhou Chu looked around at the dark red world where blood and plasma were covered with a layer of blood, and then looked at the only church in the distance that was not covered by these. He hesitated for a moment, took a step forward, and walked towards the other side.

As Zhou Chu took his first step, a disgusting and terrifying sound came from the silence. It was a disgusting and terrifying sound made by his feet stepping on the sticky ground where he didn't know whether it was plasma or something.

Enduring the faint smell of blood, touch, and sound, Zhou Chu began to walk towards the church vigilantly and cautiously.

So on the streets of the silence of the world, there was a clicking sound of a person walking in the wet plasma. Apart from that, there was nothing in the silence.

But Zhou Chu knew that the silence would never last until he walked into the church, so his slow pace gradually accelerated. From walking carefully at the beginning to walking quickly, and finally running and moving quickly, Zhou Chu became a person running in the mud, below his knees, even his hands and waist were splashed with mud that was stomping on his run.

But this "mud" is not mud, but plasma.

Then the running sound suddenly changed from a person's monotonous clicking sound to overlapping, plural footsteps, and then from a plural to three, then four, five, and six. Finally, the silent streets were spread around Zhou Chu, a dense click sound of people running and trampling on the plasma.

Zhou Chu did not look back. Although he knew that the steps behind him were getting closer, he also knew even more that when he turned around, the greatest possibility was that he was being rushed or attacked by something behind him. He could only run forward faster, and do his best to scan and search both sides with his eyes as much as possible.

He needs a weapon, anything that can become a weapon.

Then he saw a baseball bat inserted obliquely into a rusty iron trash can not far ahead of him.

Zhou Chu clenched his fists and rushed towards the trash can, but he only changed direction a little, not completely towards the trash can.

While rushing past one side of the trash can, Zhou Chu saw the baseball bat and pulled it out of the trash can. While pulling it out, Zhou Chu suddenly stepped in front, and with the help of the forward rushing, he swung the baseball bat one and half and hit the rear.

Bang!

He hit some heavy object, then bang the sound of falling to the ground, and then the running sound came to an abrupt end at the same time, leaving only a heavy breathing sound.

Zhou Chu did not breathe. The original virus transformed his body, at least at this high speed, could maintain a steady breathing and not consume too much physical strength. The gasping sound came from the opposite side of him, from the master of the running footsteps, and from the opposite side less than ten meters away from him.

At this moment, opposite Zhou Chu, there were more than a dozen "people" holding machetes, iron pipes, and sticks. Rather than being human-like monsters - each of them was full of torn clothes. The exposed skin was strangely mortal, all of which were like pustules and ulcers caused by severe scalding. The limbs were also twisted in a recurved posture, the joints of the fingers were slender and abrupt, and their heads were also crooked. The place where they originally belonged to the eyes was now just a layer of flesh membrane connecting the upper and lower skins. The nose had long been lost, only two empty black holes were exposed, and their mouths were even more like to be torn, either from the corners of the mouth to the side of the ears, or from the upper palate to the neck.

The monster is absolutely perfect, and it is indeed a typical Silent Hill style, but for some reason, Zhou Chu always feels a little familiar with these monsters.

But there was no time for him to think about it so much. The monster who was accurately hit by the baseball bat just now did not die immediately, but twitched on the ground in a strange posture. Although he directly turned his head 180 degrees, he did not die, but tried to struggle to stand up again.

Huh~ Zhou Chu took a deep breath and simply estimated the number of monsters. There were at least a dozen. Although it seemed that it could be done to fight a dozen. At least it could be persisted until the air defense alarm sounded again and the inner world disappeared. But seeing the monsters' bodies festered and burned pustules, Zhou Chu couldn't take any serious poison on them. If there was, he just needed to get a little up and down, and he would explain it here.
Chapter completed!