I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler - Chapter 783

Chapter 783 782. The Black Goat of the Forest

“came back?”

James joked, seeing that Valerie seemed to have become calm, she did not respond, but went back to the car directly, and when she turned her head, James found that the other party was already lying down.

“This guy, he’s getting angry.”

He laughed and did not go in to comfort him, but discussed the next shooting arrangements with Scott.

“. We’ll take pictures of the church tomorrow. This religious building will definitely give the audience a different impression. And the opening ceremony, can we get in?”

“. I know the script, you don’t have to worry, when the time comes, we will play it on the spot, it is absolutely true!”

“. Those citizens may indeed be very repulsive to outsiders, so they treat Wes like that. Don’t worry, when the tourists come, we can go 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, Lu Bian did not speak, and he had vaguely guessed the status quo.

These college students who shoot the film are indeed the key to the problem, but not necessarily to ensure their safety.

Lu Bian took advantage of the fact that they were still discussing what to shoot next. When he selected the location according to the map, he got into the car, went to the old TV and player, and found the previous one. Videotape given by old man.

Wes was already lying down, Valerie curled up on the other side, Thalia was still blowing outside, and the car was quiet.

Put the videotape into the player, Lu Bian lowered his voice slightly, and watched the video he had already seen.

The last time the film was interrupted after filming the weird ceremony of the people at the opening ceremony, Lu Bian wanted to see if this video tape would evolve along with it.

Unsurprisingly, those subsequent scenes did exist in the videotape, not Lu Kian’s fantasy.

“Look, what is that?”

The photographer zoomed in to capture the scene on the stage of the auditorium.

Those in black surrounded a man who was wearing a suit and was tied to a table. Then, a man in a hood slowly walked out of the crowd and raised his right hand. , took a silver knife from the person next to him, and then, without hesitation, inserted the knife into the man’s chest.

After a while, the blood gushing from the man’s body spread along the outline of the unclear ritual on the ground, slowly covering it, making the ritual formation bright red and coquettish.

And these blood, Lu Bian saw, was surging towards the back of the stage without obeying the laws of physics, and even floated up, forming an intricate network of blood.

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

The statue is like the Virgin Mary who sympathizes with the world, but the appearance is extremely evil, full of a sense of blasphemy, in her arms, flesh and blood gather, as if a new life is brewing from the void.

The cub was born into this world with a heart-breaking cry, and all the believers crawl toward the statue, worship, and chanting prayer scriptures.

“Yeah! ■■■■■! That black goat of the forest that gave birth to thousands of descendants!”

The name of that **** was pronounced in a voice that humans could not understand. This voice was seriously polluted, and it was impossible to identify which **** it belonged to.

Thinking about it, this is also a protection mechanism for creatures. Calling the old rulers, or the names of higher existences, will cause humans to fall into madness, and it is difficult for mad humans to widely spread the beliefs of these gods.

Although as gods, they don’t care whether believers spread their prestige at all, but as believers, they naturally show their beliefs as much as they can, and also preach and preach, so the name of the gods becomes important. .

Thus, those not so crazy believers will sum up a set of pronunciations that can refer to the old masters, and through these pronunciations, those prayers will be passed down and become what they are now.

“The Black Goat of the Forest?”

Lu Kump carefully observed the scalp-tingling, creepy monster, and felt that it was indeed somewhat similar to a goat.

Those numerous legs with hooves are swaying in the air, and its body, the mass of flesh that is squirming like a mixture of flesh and blood, the **** mouth that opens and closes, and the tentacles that spread above it, it is even more malicious. .

The man who was sacrificed died quickly, the blood from his whole body was drained, and only such a monster was born. The monster fell from the arms of the Virgin Mary to the ground, making a loud crash, and fell from such a height. The monster was not injured at all, it only struggled to get up and moved towards the bottom of the stage.

This monster just came to the crowd, everyone looked at it with awe and admiration, no one dared to defy its will, those tentacles like branches wrapped around a man in a suit, in a blink of an eye, He was picked up and sent into the monster’s mouth, crushed his body without chewing, and completely integrated with the monster.

And the rest, who still seem to be offering sacrifices, are preparing to repeat the process.

“It’s too exciting, this is sacrifice, this is sacrifice! I knew there would be!”

The photographer’s voice was extremely frenetic, like a true fanatic.

“There will be more sacrifices to come, all over the city, and Miskatok will be the new Garden of Eden.”

he said, and at the same time climbed off the backstage and came to the outside of the university auditorium.

The audience outside didn’t know what was going on, and they even acted as the characters in the movie and gathered on the road. Suddenly, the door of the auditorium was slammed open, and the strange and terrifying monster came to the street.

The handheld footage is a little shaky, but it records it all faithfully.

The crowd screamed and fled in fear, but more people just looked at the monster, screamed hysterically, and stayed in place to die.

The tentacles of the monster grabbed a tourist and threw it into his mouth, chewing like a melon seed, crushing it, and blood splashing, adding to the chaos.

“More and more, the Miskatoke Film Festival is officially open!”

The photographer shouted loudly, the video tape fell into the snow at this time, and the TV screen quickly went black.

“It does seem to change as we explore.”

Lu Kizuna concluded.

Those monsters are obviously the servants of some kind of evil god, and the people of Miskatok held a ceremony here to summon them, the ones that Zhou Changqing encountered before.

But which year’s film festival was this video filmed in, there is no news record of such a thing happening at the film festival, what exactly happened in this city?

When   Lu Kian was thinking, he suddenly saw that in the RV, in the darkness, a pair of eyes were staring at him.

(end of this chapter)