As the group approached the stone gate, the dust beneath their feet grew thicker, making a 'plop plop' sound when they stepped on it.
Everyone knows in their hearts,
The thick layer of whitish-gray powder beneath their feet was far more than just accumulated dust.
Because there were large piles of dry bones beside the low stone gate.
The skulls were very small and were constantly decaying; the whitish-gray substance was drifting down from the broken bones.
Only God knows how many children have died here!
There was a strange mark on the stone gate.
Wu Heng saw the shape of a Puzzle Box, but everyone else saw something different.
Sister Arissa felt that it was a book, a burning Bible.
Norm thought they looked like bull horns, the kind of bull horns that should have grown on his body.
Zagaram felt that it resembled a kapala bowl, made from his skull.
'My skull is really quite round,' the thought crossed Zagaram's mind.
Others saw markings including a paper boat, a mental illness, a mummy, eyes, and a dagger.
The pattern appears very different to everyone.
The moment Wu Heng saw the ' Puzzle Box ' appear on the stone gate, he sensed something was wrong. He turned around and saw that everyone's eyes were filled with unusual emotions.
This mark must be a design by the Pennywise to bewitch people.
He strode forward, took out a diamond-shaped red paper from the Life Box, and pasted it on the stone door to cover the mark.
On the red paper, there is a golden word "".
"They offer prayers at the temple and send blessings, but they don't even come out to greet us."
"Don't blame me for smashing your kiln!"
Wu Heng reached out and patted the word "" on the door, making it stick tighter.
The sound seemed to have startled something.
"Who's trotting and clattering onto my bridge?" The children bent over, their eyes sparkling with boundless curiosity.
"Will the monster be defeated, or will it have a good meal?"
A softly hummed nursery rhyme rose from the right side of the door.
Following the direction of the song, the crowd saw the pile of skulls stacked up.
Wu Heng walked to the pile of skulls and poked at them with his toes.
Unexpectedly, these bones crumbled at the slightest touch, turning into white ash and blending into the dust on the ground.
In the middle of the pile of bones, a damaged but still roughly shaped skull was visible.
Inside its eye sockets, where its head would have been, was a ball of eerie green fire the size of a peanut.
It's the nursery rhyme that it utters.
"I understand, I get the meaning of your song. I came here for this monster, little friend. Thank you for reminding me!"
Wu Heng spoke softly to the skull.
As soon as he finished speaking, the firefly disappeared, leaving only a palm-sized, decaying skull, completely cracked open.
"This dead child, for some reason, retained a last shred of consciousness."
"He was using his last strength to remind us that there was a monster here."
Seeing the curious looks from everyone, Wu Heng quietly offered an explanation.
A talisman for rebirth drifted down from Wu Heng's hand and landed on its bones.
Wu Heng then took out talismans and pasted them all around the stone gate from right to left. He then buried water from the four lakes and lit the oil lamp that held his destiny.
In a sense, Pennywise Pennywise has long transcended the realm of evil and is closer to chaos.
These arrangements, though perhaps not always useful, do not prevent Wu Heng from putting them to use.
After doing all this, he picked up the hammer and smashed it against the stone door.
While the Pennywise was asleep, he sealed the stone door to prevent outsiders from entering.
A rumbling sound rang out!
After smashing it a few times, Wu Heng stopped because he realized that the stone door and the stone wall seemed to be a single unit, like a drumhead.
With each strike, the force of the blow was evenly distributed.
This kind of striking is equivalent to him hitting the entire stone wall, not just a single point.
There's something wrong with this stone door.
Everyone noticed that something was wrong.
"Father, do you have any explosives? Let's just blow the whole gate down!" asked Mera, a woman with experience in demolition and a former mercenary.
"You're right, but blowing it up would be such a waste!"
Wu Heng immediately pulled out a grinder and started cutting at the stone wall ten centimeters outside the stone gate.
"A very nice door, it's mine now."
Wu Heng silently said something to himself, then inserted his fingers into the cut seam and forcefully pulled down the one-meter-high stone door, storing it inside the Life Box.
The moment the stone gate disappeared.
A nauseating bluish-yellow light poured out of the room, seemingly possessing a tangible quality, before slowly dissipating.
This scene resembles a ruptured placenta with amniotic fluid leaking out.
When the light completely disappeared,
Wu Heng led the group in single file, through a small doorway as low as a fairytale house, and into the bedroom of the Pennywise Pennywise.
"I remember this place, this is it!" Mike Hanlon said softly, barely suppressing his excitement.
"Yes, it slid into that well."
"I remember Eddie stopped it with a spray, Eddie it was strong acid."
Ben and Beverly Marsh held hands sweetly as they discussed something, then turned to look at Eddie standing to the side.
"But didn't the priest say it's asleep? What should we do?" Eddie asked doubtfully.
"27 years, 27 years is its cycle, we can't wait that long any longer!"
"Father, do you have any ideas?" Mike Hanlon asked, raising his question.
Wu Heng walked to the middle of the cave and looked up to see a deep opening above, which corresponded to the ancient well in front of him.
The well opening is two meters in diameter, and the outer edge of the well is fifty centimeters above the ground, curving inwards in an arch shape, just like the mouth of a ceramic wine jar.
He walked around the well once before speaking:
"Of course, we should wake it up."
The lantern in his hand shone on the well opening.
Ten meters deep inside the well, there was a semi-transparent membrane, beneath which one could see countless red balloons.
They crowded the well, making it impossible to see what was under the balloon.
A wooden plaque, round at the top and square at the bottom, resembling a tombstone, appeared in Wu Heng's palm.
There are strange runes, six-pointed stars, and wing lines engraved on it, and you can only roughly recognize the word "call".
This is Soul-Calling Talisman.
Unlike before, the Soul-Calling Talisman now has a hole the size of an eyeball in the middle.
Another small red ball appeared in his hand; it resembled both a sponge and flesh.
This small ball is the nose that Jack Torrance the Evil's sixth, frostbitten arm was plucked from Pennywise's face when he was wiping out the residents of Derry.
This Pennywise's red nose can definitely be considered a personal item of Pennywise, meeting the criteria for being a sacrificial offering.
"Everyone, remember, rely on the power of faith!"
"With the power of your belief, you can absolutely defeat it."
Is everyone ready?
Wu Heng looked around at everyone and asked the final question.
"I've been preparing for this for 27 years!"
"Ready!"
"Isn't everything we've done all for this moment?"
Seeing that no one showed any fear in their eyes, Wu Heng decisively stuffed the Pennywise's nose into the Soul-Calling Talisman.
Then his own Spirit-Touch Power surged into the Soul-Calling Talisman.
As if a chemical reaction had occurred, the red Pennywise nose began to melt, filling the hole more perfectly and gradually becoming one with the wooden sign.
The wooden Soul-Calling Talisman emitted an orange light that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye, and the orange light flickered continuously.
At that moment, a noise came from the well next to us, which was covered with green and white mold.
Two more intense orange lights shone through the well opening, and the membrane inside It Comes a vibrating sound.
" It Comes!"
Everyone, including Wu Heng, was on high alert.
The two beams of orange light originated from two eyes, each the size of a fist, at the bottom of the well.
His eyes were a deep, vacant black, sunken and cloudy, surrounded by a swollen, cloudy ring covered with black lines. He had no eyelids and no eyelashes.
It resembled a clump of disgusting, gelatinous substance, wriggling in the center of countless tentacles.
It's awake!
But the Pennywise, though lucid, was extremely agitated.
"They 'It Comes!"
This time, it wasn't just the evil priest carrying Chüd items, but also six of the original seven children.
He was accompanied by 17 fearless individuals.
Looking back, it realized it waited until the Maturin had retreated into its shell and remained silent for a long time before coming here.
The imagination here is so rich.
Its fangs stiffened the flesh and blood on the ground with unfamiliar panic and indulgent fear.
They would associate it with monsters, evil spirits, and endless abysses.
With such abundant food, it lived a life of eating when it woke up and sleeping when it was full. It ran its own ranch, but all of this was destroyed by humans.
Hatred between the new and the old, hurt between the new and the old.
It wants to make them Scream, go crazy, and send them into the Deadlights.
Oh, these six children have grown up. They hurt it when it was young, forcing it to retreat deep underground to recuperate, leaving it filled with frustration and hatred.
He trembled in his own pool of blood.
It suddenly realized that it needed a plan.
Before the priest outside exterminated the inhabitants of Derry, the children here always had enough to eat, and the adults became his puppets.
It originally only ate adults occasionally, and adults also had their own fears, and their endocrine system could be activated and extracted.
When the chemical components of fear permeate the body, adding flavor to flesh and blood, it becomes quite interesting.
But adults' fears are too complex; only children's fears are simple—a single funny face is enough to trigger them.
now,
The Pennywise vaguely realized,
This group of people is quite difficult to deal with as they stick together.
If they were alone, they would only become its meal.
It must find a way to separate them, exploiting their psychological traits to defeat them one by one.
Then they would have a hearty meal, then sink underground for a short nap, waiting for this land to bring in enough food again.
"Father, this...!"
The group waited by the well for a full three minutes, but nothing else happened except for the disappearing orange beam of light.
They could only look at each other in bewilderment.
"It was scared."
"That's why I'm too scared to It Comes!"
Wu Heng spoke calmly.
Regardless of whether Pennywise the Pennywise was truly afraid, Wu Heng would still say something like that.
Just like animal instinct,
When two animals meet, whichever one shows fear and turns to run away first will gain courage and pursue the other.
He didn't know what was happening, so he took out a mirror and used the reflection to look at the bottom of the well to avoid getting his face washed away.
Wu Heng saw the opened membrane and the balloons crowded in the well. There seemed to be two eyes in the middle of the balloons, peering up at him.
"In that case, I'll reluctantly offer my 'wake-up service'."
Wu Heng pulled out three hand grenades and threw them into the well.
Boom boom boom--!
With a roar, flames shot out of the well, and thick white smoke turned the ancient well into a chimney.
"Aren't you coming out yet?!"
A series of Butterfly Mines, hand grenades, and shells were dumped into the well by Wu Heng like garbage.
Everyone quickly covered their ears.
The loud noise made the ground beneath our feet tremble.
There was a noticeable tremor.
However, after the smoke at the wellhead dissipated, only a few red balloons floated out of the pitted and uneven ancient well.
There was still no movement.
Wu Heng gave the main group a look, and the six of them nodded to indicate that they understood, and then spoke.
" Pennywise, that's it?"
"No way, no way, why has the Pennywise turned into Maturin? Doesn't he hate Maturin the most?"
"Think about it carefully, it's clearly scared!"
"Oh, so this is the fear of Derry. How utterly disappointing! They should become real Pennywise instead!"
"That's right, I could invest in a circus; its circus acts seem pretty good."
Six people were mocking him in various languages, but there was still no movement at the bottom of the well.
But one of Beverly Marsh's remarks gave Wu Heng a wake-up call.
He flipped his hand, and a dirty, old tortoise shell appeared in his palm.
This is the tortoise shell that the little dog Pete brought back while we were inside the church.
Wu Heng arrived at the ancient well and peeked through the well opening, discovering that the passage had been completely filled with a giant balloon, leaving no gaps.
He let go of the tortoise shell in his hand and threw it down.
A series of tearing sounds It Comes the bottom of the well, accompanied by angry roars, and the sound of crawling It Comes from inside the tunnel.
This thing is far more effective than those bombs.
"Bang!"
A roaring sound came from the wellhead as fragments of a broken tortoise shell, mixed with pieces of red balloon, were ejected and scattered around.
The Pennywise Pennywise followed closely behind.
Rustling sound!
The Pennywise's head, shaped like a spindle, with its gaping fangs and mouth, lunged towards where Wu Heng was standing.
The foul breath sprayed directly onto Wu Heng's face.
Wu Heng, who had been on guard the whole time, suddenly threw out an off-road motorcycle covered with talismans, filled the Pennywise's big mouth, and then dodged to the side.
Click
The motorcycle was instantly bitten to pieces by the Pennywise's mouth, which resembled a snake's head.
A two-meter-diameter-thick body, resembling a black and white venomous snake, dangles from the neck of the Pennywise's head.
It was like a demonic serpent breaking free of its seal.
Its body kept emerging from the bottom of the well, and the upper half of its body, including its head, had already stretched for 20 meters, and it still hadn't stopped.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The 17 candidates quickly opened fire, placing their faith in the guns, as if hypnotizing themselves, believing that the bullets would inflict massive damage on the Pennywise.
"You're not a giant python at all, you're just a Pennywise!" Mike Hanlon shouted, craning his neck like a shrew.
The remaining five main characters quickly started arguing as well.
"You're just a little earthworm; your body is inflated."
" Pennywise only dares to show your face after half a day, hurry up and return to your original comical appearance!"
A barrage of curses caused the serpentine Pennywise, which had grown to a length of forty meters and resembled a dragon, to constantly change shape.
It shrank instantly to only ten meters, then returned to its original size.
Or its abdomen bulges out in the shape of a human, its head and tail deflated as if leaking air, as if it were about to turn into Pennywise.
The bullets fired by the candidates would leave explosive wounds on the Pennywise, ranging in size from a fist to the rim of a bowl.
This is because their beliefs differ in strength and how often they are utilized.