Hell Weapon Swine Two (4K)

Within Silent Hill's Otherworld, The dark crimson sky flashed now and then with vivid red lightning, while blackish-red storm clouds churned endlessly overhead.

Strands of red Blood Floss drifted down from the sky.

Creak, creak~!

Wu Heng, dressed in an oversized police uniform and built like a sumo wrestler, slowly made his way toward the commercial district.

Like a traveler taking a leisurely stroll through the snow.

But if an ordinary person had been here, they would likely have been scared to death on the spot.

Because with every step Wu Heng took, all manner of bizarre, terrifying cries of agony rang out around him.

Upon sensing Wu Heng's approach, the creatures behind those sounds would panic and hurriedly flee into the distance, or hide and crawl low to the ground.

They restrained their wails and howls, cowering like a pack of arrogant dogs that had encountered their stern master.

Crunch, crunch.

The guttural sounds of constant chewing came from the front left.

A gigantic scorpion-like monster, black and battered all over as though it had been piled together from layers upon layers of red fleshy tumors, was feeding there.

From the tip of its scorpion tail hung a malformed man's head, its face covered in ridges and keratinized growths, as large as a bed.

In front of its body, its two enormous bloody pincers were gripping a long, narrow neck like that of a duck.

The neck was a full one and a half meters thick, and on one side sat an ugly woman's head, disheveled and as large as a stone mill.

Its massive pincer clamped down on her head, its sharp pincer teeth biting into it and crushing her skull inward.

Blackish-green fluid constantly seeped from the depression, while her pale eyeballs bulged grotesquely from their sockets