As the vines were pulled, a taut, rustling sound continuously emanated from the massive, pillar-like arms.
Wu Heng slowly pulled out the giant Buddha arm that had completely penetrated the spider monster's head and reached its shoulder.
Dark green pus was stuck to the arm that was being pulled out repeatedly.
From the gaps in the wound, a paste-like, whitish liquid was constantly squeezed out, sliding down the bristles on the spider's head and dripping onto the ground, corroding pits and craters.
The giant spider's body was convulsing, and the cracks in the rocks on its back were widening, with rocks falling to the ground like meteorites.
As the arm was slowly withdrawn, a bulging mass stretched the spider's neck joint, then flattened out again, and more mucus gushed from the wound on the spider's head.
Its foul-smelling flesh contracted inward, enveloping and squeezing the giant Buddha's arm, trying to push it out.
The scene was like someone struggling to pull out a lotus root buried deep in the mud.
"Come out!" Wu Heng coldly ordered.
Pop!
Like pulling up a radish, a huge, black, bloody heart was completely pulled out.
The Scream weakened and subsided.
"What a pity!" Wu Heng looked at the heart inside the giant hand, which was encased in a rock-like substance.
It has five evenly spaced cracks on its surface, revealing a cluster of consciousness within, like a serpentine serpent of time, constantly flowing.
This heart is as big as a bedroom.
Unfortunately, despite its size,
But simply because it is the power source of the 100-meter giant spider is not what Wu Heng wants.
The giant Buddha's other corresponding arm clasps together towards the hand holding the heart.
The air howled and buzzed as the swung hand slammed down hard on the spider's heart.
With a soft "pfft!"
With a vibration from an air cannon, his palms clenched, and a large amount of black flesh fragments, accompanied by wisps of eerie consciousness light, scattered in all directions.
My heart is completely shattered!
The spider's body is tilting.
It slowly tilted to one side, the slow movement causing the ground to shake and kicking up dust as high as twenty meters.
The rocks on its body crumbled away, and a large, steaming, bizarre chunk of flesh and limbs twitched and trembled incessantly as they disintegrated, emitting a hissing sound of decay.
"Stop pretending, are you playing a crab-catching game?!"
Wu Heng controlled the six arms of the giant Buddha, prying open the remains of the giant spider like a stone, and pushing it aside, once again kicking up a huge cloud of dust.
When the dust settles.
A Pennywise, seemingly wearing an inflatable spider suit but deflated and shriveled, lay on its back on the ground like a startled crab under a rock, supporting itself on its elbows as it crawled backward.
It stared at the giant Buddha in terror.
The Pennywise's body continued to deflate and shrivel, even his elbows, which were supporting him on the ground, had become weak.
The giant Buddha slowly bent down, its lower left arm touching the ground, just like the difference between a human and an ant.
The vines inside the Buddha statue operated like Gear in an elevator, and Wu Heng and the rest of the people were transported out through the passage formed in the palm of the giant Buddha.
"I'm just a little hungry, what's wrong with eating something?!" the Pennywise, now shriveled and shrunken like a giant-headed baby, asked weakly.
"You don't understand!"
Wu Heng walked forward, replying expressionlessly.
"Sizzle--!"
The Pennywise's withered, comical head stretched forward with its last bit of strength, like a dying wild dog, giving Wu Heng one last fright.
Wu Heng stared at it expressionlessly, as if he were looking at a real Pennywise.
it is a pity!
Wu Heng did not provide it with any power of fear; the Pennywise could only splatter on the ground, spreading out like a fan.
"You damned Pennywise, so you have a heart full of fear after all."
Mike Hanlon saw that inside the Pennywise's body, which was shriveled up like a sheet of skin, there was a protruding, fist-sized object throbbing incessantly in his chest. He cursed angrily.
"Look at you all, you've all grown up!" The Pennywise's tone was like that of a dying elder.
At this point, it still wanted to mislead the main characters.
Wu Heng walked up to the Pennywise, no longer giving it a chance to cause trouble. He bent down, reached out, and grabbed its heart.
The Pennywise's hands, shrunken to the size of a baby's, kept pawing at Wu Heng's palm, trying to push him away, but they seemed so weak and powerless, like a woman who had been offended after being drunk.
With a soft 'pop,' Wu Heng took the heart, which was writhing with black tentacles, into his hand.
Inside the heart, a black substance was constantly moving around. He believed that Pennywise no longer had the power to hide and continue acting; this was the real heart.
If this one is still fake, Wu Heng will back down, because no one knows what other hidden powers the Pennywise might possess.
The heart before my eyes,
This was the purpose of his trip, his need.
But that's not all.
Desire can never be satisfied!
"Give it back to me!" The Pennywise's small arms clung to the air, pleading weakly.
Wu Heng exerted force with his fingers, turning them upside down towards his palm, his four fingers firmly piercing into the black heart, activating the Siphon ability.
This feeling.
It was as if he had eaten poisonous mushrooms; waves of hallucinogenic sensations flooded Wu Heng's mind, making him feel like he was floating on air.
However, his consciousness remained clear and was growing rapidly.
Wu Heng saw the orange light, and he saw the gray flowing bands!
These shades of gray represent fear.
Like a sinister snake, dark and twisted emotions were surging into his body from all directions.
Wu Heng felt it!
He sensed that countless people in this world were terrified of him.
He tried to control one of the gray wisps, and it felt as easy and effortless as controlling Spirit-Touch Power.
Is this the power to control fear?
It felt like millions of years had passed, but in reality, it was only a blink of an eye before Wu Heng regained consciousness.
[Complete Story Mission 1: Eliminate Pennywise, gain 5000 Survival Points, and increase Exploration and Story Rating]
[Complete all story missions; you can choose to return early]
Hearing this warning, Wu Heng felt slightly relieved. At least his safety was guaranteed, and he could escape at any time if he couldn't win.
Just as Wu Heng was absorbing the heart...
The Pennywise on the ground had completely stopped moving; its remaining dry skin was changing color, forming a silvery-green mirror on the ground.
Gray mist swirled within the mirror, forming illusory tentacles that even extended beyond the surface, constantly capturing nearby objects. An ethereal voice emanated from within, possessing a bewitching effect.
Upon seeing this, Wu Heng guessed that this was the thin domain belonging to the Maturin world in the worldview, which was a place where the structure of reality was sick and the space was almost worn away, and it was also a gateway to cross-world.
Behind it might be a parallel world, or it might be a void filled with Famine monsters.
Unexpectedly, the Pennywise's death created a thin domain!
But now is not the time to consider crossing over into other fields; Wu Heng has more important things to do.
At this moment, the tremors that had been present in the Derry for some time...
It even turned into violent shaking.
The supporting pillars of the suburban canal were completely swept away by the raging storm, cracks appeared in the ground, and the already dilapidated houses in the town collapsed one after another, turning it into a city of ruins and a garbage dump.
Bricks mixed with cement were piled up on both sides of the street.
Yellowish-brown dust shot straight into the sky, only to be sucked in by the ensuing tornado, coating the densely packed, strange fish inside as if they were covered in breadcrumbs.
The overflowing floodwaters surged along the Kansas Street into the center of Delhi, pouring into the location where Wu Heng was standing.
The water beneath their feet rose rapidly, reaching a depth of ten centimeters, and continued to rise.
Sinkholes and fissures, resembling the gaping mouths of starving ghosts, kept appearing around the streets, swallowing up large amounts of ruins.
Not enough!
At this moment, Wu Heng thought of his troubles in reality, and how he held the token to enter the storyline that would make him stronger, but dared not enter. All of this was because he lacked a trump card that could be used explosively. He needed a trump card.
Simply exploiting the power of fear is far from enough!
Wu Heng swatted a green rat that was rushing towards him to death, Swine Two used his hands to encircle the area where everyone was, forming a temporary enclosure.
In his right hand appeared a dark brown jar, round at the top and square at the bottom, with four sides. Strange symbols were engraved on the jar, and the entire jar was about 60 centimeters tall.
" Mike Hanlon!"
"It's not over yet! Use the Ritual of Chüd now!"
Wu Heng placed the jar on the ground.
Upon hearing this, Mike Hanlon didn't have time to think and could only instinctively shout:
"Everyone, quickly hold hands and form a circle, hurry up!"
The Pennywise Pennywise must not be allowed to remain undefeated.
Those who can persevere to this stage are people with strong willpower. They reacted instantly, holding hands and forming a circle around the jar.
"Its essence is light. Close your eyes and don't look at it. We need to overwhelm the light with darkness. Everyone, chant with me, 'Turn the light into darkness!'"
Within moments, Mike Hanlon had organized everyone, and they all began to recite the mantra aloud.
"Turn the light into darkness!"
"Turn the light into darkness!"
"Turn the light into darkness!"
As everyone chanted, starlight began to emanate from the remains of the giant spider, gradually coalescing into a shape in the sky hundreds of meters above.
Finally, three orange orbs of light, each the size of a human head, appeared.
But as the sphere of light appeared, a gap seemed to open in the sky above, like a hole torn in a piece of cloth, with the opening facing the sphere of light below.
The light from the sphere shone down, revealing boundless fear and hallucinations within; no one dared to look directly at it.
With each chant, the sphere of light, which had initially been floating upwards, gradually came to a stop.
They seemed to be drawn by the jar, swirling and moving in the opposite direction, before slowly descending.
The orange light distorted the air, making it appear like water.
Even with their eyes closed, everyone could feel the needle-like spots of light; the 'light' seemed to want to seep into their eyes!
Everyone could only lower their heads even further, wishing they could bury them in their chests.
The black hole in the sky seemed to sense that it hadn't received the ball of light yet, and the blackness inside began to surge and gradually fade.
Click!
A sound like tearing through ice rang out from the black hole, or perhaps from underground, but upon closer listening, it was discovered that it originated from the entire space, and even from within everyone's bodies.
At the same time, everyone inexplicably realized one thing: the sky above them had been torn apart!
The vulnerability has become a flat crack.
It's like a crossroads between matter and death, a breach in the sky, with twisted, bluish-yellow flames burning along the edges of the crack, balloons emitting eerie white light, and utter darkness.
But behind these strange occurrences, there seems to be something else.
Everyone, including Wu Heng, could sense it, feel it, and even smell it!
Behind that crevice, there was a colossal creature, a shape that appeared to be entirely composed of orange light, a furry monster.
Yet it is formless and shapeless, inexhaustible in its hunger, and bloodthirsty by nature!
The darkness was gradually pushed aside, and the monster approached the crevice. It was filled with a mad light and color, something that mortal beings should never see, and those colors were alive!
The giant Buddha surrounding the crowd, and even the planet beneath their feet, seemed insignificant and minuscule compared to its power.
It got closer, seemingly observing.
Any creature that sees it naked will either be shattered or sink into its body, enduring endless madness and torment by the formless light of destruction.
"Almost there, hang in there!"
Seeing the somewhat dazed crowd, Wu Heng called out, snapping them back to their senses.
The three luminous orbs were already hovering, only ten meters away from the jar.
Unlike the Pennywise's staged performances in the story, this time, after Pennywise the Pennywise has truly died, these three orbs contain 'its' power.
Wu Heng's Spirit-Touch Power gathered at his head, invisible and colorless, like tentacles, swaying on his head like seaweed.
The gray streams of light that filled the sky rapidly and frantically converged on him, as if they had found their source.
These are all fears that humans in this world have of Wu Heng, which he has now gathered and collected, even surpassing the fears that the Pennywise has collected over millions of years.
No, it's ten times more!
The Pennywise appears once every 27 years, consuming hundreds of people each time. Even if that's an average of ten people per year, over a million years he would consume tens of millions of people.
At this moment, the number of people who fear Wu Heng is not just tens of millions, but has even reached over a billion.
All of this was because when Wu Heng led everyone to Derry, he also did something else.
He had pre-recorded a video, which began with him setting up the Monster Fish Virus in a river outside Derry.
How he controlled the evil spirits to set things up, and the obedient swarm of evil spirits around him like shepherd dogs—all of these scenes were clearly captured in the video.
In the video, he also used prisoners to conduct human experiments, demonstrating the horror of the strange fish infection.
It made people realize how terrible this thing was.
He then gave a speech, stating that this Monster Fish Virus had not only been deployed in Derry, but had already spread to thousands of cities.
With a single command from him, the entire world would be destroyed in an instant.
Wu Heng then demonstrated a scene where he used an evil spirit to control humanity's most powerful and destructive weapon, the 'nuclear bomb'.
This means that every hour, a virus in another city will be activated.
If no one can solve this virus within a week, nuclear war will break out and the world will be destroyed.
Fear is spreading, fear is gathering!