Chapter 75: The Unfair Contract
"This should be about right."
William held a metal rod, gathering the flammable materials he had prepared earlier closer to the small flame.
He had dismantled the rod from a car by the roadside.
Since all the residents of the town were dead, these cars were ownerless assets anyway.
It wasn't like Bo could call the police to arrest him.
After adding some "firewood," the flames instantly grew higher.
Thick smoke drifted toward the ceiling, and the high temperature at the edge of the fire began to melt the floor.
Not long ago, after confirming that Sadie and the others had encountered an accident, William decided not to wait any longer.
He didn't choose to recite the exorcism scriptures directly.
Without knowing the status of the three, the exorcism ritual might accidentally injure them.
Therefore, William intended to lure Bo out first.
The method... naturally wasn't difficult.
Like Trudy, both Vincent and Bo regarded their wax figure collection as precious treasures.
And the fastest way to anger a person is to destroy their beloved possessions.
"I am not an arsonist; this is merely a necessary path to expel evil. The Lord will forgive my actions."
William tapped his forehead, left chest, and right chest with his fingers, then said:
"Amen."
As soon as the voice fell, the flames on the floor vanished instantly.
It was as if this space had turned into a vacuum.
William raised an eyebrow.
At this moment, the temperature beside the fire pile dropped骤然 (suddenly).
Bursts of gray fog appeared on the first floor of the wax museum.
Gloomy, dead silent, devoid of vitality.
William looked up and saw many "human figures" appearing in the room.
Their skin appeared green, and signs of decay were visible on their bodies.
"Dead spirits?"
At the same time William spoke, they all turned their heads in unison, looking at the priest outside the house.
The scene was quite horrifying.
"Judging from the wounds on their bodies, they seem to be the people the two brothers have killed in the past."
William quickly recognized the identities of these people.
At the same time, he also "saw" the spiritual threads on these dead spirits extending beneath the floor.
"You dare to blaspheme my wax museum," one of the dead spirits spoke.
Judging by the tone, it was obviously Bo.
"Blaspheme?"
William chuckled lightly.
"Killing so many innocent people and enslaving their souls."
"Compared to such atrocities, arson is simply a noble act."
The dead spirit didn't reply but instead, they all approached William.
Obviously, Bo didn't intend to engage in a war of words with him.
This was a major characteristic of dead spirits in American horror stories—even though it was broad daylight, they could walk under the sunlight.
If it were on the other side of the globe, William would only need to stand in the sun, and the dead spirits would be helpless.
William took a few steps back, widening the distance between him and them first.
He wasn't afraid, but rather buying time.
William fumbled in his clothes and soon took out an amulet.
This wasn't a holy artifact he made.
It was an item he obtained during the Final Destination event on the plane to Hawkins—[Amulet of the Deceased].
[Effect: Reduces the malice of dead spirits towards you. When worn, you will possess the ability to communicate with the deceased.]
When William held it in his hand, the dead spirits opposite him suddenly stagnated.
At the same time, in the basement of the wax museum.
Bo's brows were furrowed tightly.
Just now, he seemed to feel the... defiance of that group of slaves?
How is this possible!
Bo had signed a "Slave Contract" with this group of dead spirits.
This was an agreement to sell one's soul.
One party of the transaction voluntarily accepted the other party's drive and gave up the chance of reincarnation forever until the destruction of the world.
This contract was obtained by Bo from Azazel.
The latter had said that this was an item truly from Hell.
It was both restricted by Hell and completely controlled the soul.
Therefore, the souls in the contract would never disobey the master's order.
This was also the point Bo couldn't understand.
As for why those people were willing to sign the treaty when they were alive.
Hmph.
It was nothing more than those few tricks—using release as a temptation, adding a few operable "small clauses" in the conditions.
Thinking that after the contract was completed, they could violate the oath with peace of mind.
Hell wouldn't care about these little tricks.
Bo narrowed his eyes and drove the group of dead spirits to pounce on the priest outside the house again.
But this time, a few dead spirits even broke free from the connection with him.
Bo's eyes widened in disbelief.
Outside.
William had already felt the wonder of this amulet.
Simply put, he seemed to be able to mobilize the dead spirits opposite him with the amulet.
This was not a superior-subordinate relationship, but more like a unity at some essential level.
Like an ant colony, all worker ants coordinate actions based on the pheromones released by the queen.
This is an innate instinct.
At the same time, William also noticed the closeness of the dead spirits.
They seemed eager to surround William, while simultaneously fearing the spiritual threads attached to their bodies.
William waved his hand gently, and several of the spiritual threads broke instantly.
A moment later, the group of dead spirits opposite was already standing on William's side.
In the basement.
Bo punched the wall, his eyes full of horror.
Just now, he lost contact with all the dead spirits.
Sadie stayed silently on the side; she didn't understand why this guy stopped just now.
But since time was bought, she tried hard to recover her physical strength.
Suddenly, Bo felt a pain in his chest, and he hurriedly reached into his pocket.
Then a burning piece of parchment was thrown into the air.
The mysterious symbols drawn with blood on it were directly erased just like that.
"This is from... Hell."
Bo's throat bobbed.
He couldn't understand; the person outside was clearly dressed as a priest.
Why could a person of the Church have such a connection with dead spirits?
"Could it be that he comes from the Underworld?"
Bo clenched his fists; he didn't know what kind of existence he had provoked.
On the other side.
William spent a few minutes familiarizing himself with the method of driving the dead spirits.
Then he acted.
Relying on the dead spirits' familiarity with this house, William easily found Bo.
At this time, the latter was still immersed in self-doubt.
"One injured, the remaining two seem to have had their mental power interfered with."
Through the eyes of the dead spirits, William learned the situation in the basement.
He also found Sasha tied to the workbench.
The latter was unconscious, left only in her undergarments, but showed no signs of injury on the surface.
Seeing the dead spirits break into the basement, Bo also tried to respond.
He originally wanted to use Carly and Wade as leverage.
But William was one step faster.
Several dead spirits moved the two away first and placed a holy artifact in their hands respectively.
This was given to the dead spirits by William before they went down.
Then he drove most of the dead spirits to pounce on Bo.
The latter tried to use mental intrusion.
But this power couldn't affect the dead spirits.
Even under the effect of William's holy artifacts, it lost its effect on the others present.
"No... don't come over."
Aside, seeing two dead spirits walking towards her, Sadie panicked and wanted to leave.
"Don't move, it's me."
At this time, one of the dead spirits spoke.
"William... William?"
Suspicion appeared in Sadie's eyes as she spoke uncertainly.
The dead spirit nodded.
Seeing this, Sadie was even more surprised.
"What exactly is going on!"
Before long.
The dead spirits brought out the four people trapped in the basement.
Carly and Wade were awake, looking terrified.
Especially after hearing that this group of dead spirits was now controlled by William, the two stared at the former as if looking at a monster.
Aside, Sasha also regained consciousness.
Knowing that these people came to save her, Sasha shed tears of excitement.
"I thought I was going to die."
She sobbed, realizing only now how reckless her behavior was.
Sadie stared at William, trying to figure out if this priest was human or not.
Acting like a bandit, knowing ritual exorcism, and even able to drive dead spirits...
Sadie couldn't understand this man more and more.
"Don't relax, it's not over yet."
At this time, William spoke to remind everyone.
At the same time, Bo also appeared at the door of the wax museum.
His hair was messy, revealing a terrifying face.
"Don't even think about leaving here alive."
Bo held a sharp blade and stabbed it fiercely under his ribs.
Then he cut open his chest in an extremely bloody way and reached his hand in.
Immediately after, a heart shaped remarkably like a brain was pulled out.
And Bo's eyes also turned blood red.
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