Chapter 2 From Prisoner to Prey

Actually, after seeing that the next world to enter was The Lord of the Rings, Fang Senyan's mood was far from as calm as it seemed.

How could he forget the innocent and charming Wu Ge girl? How could he forget that magical Hekim giant octopus, and that bizarre and tragic experience of being plundered?

That could be said to be the first time he faced such a desperate situation in the Nightmare World, forced to challenge that terrifying difficulty with an overwhelming disadvantage!

But it was also because of this world that Fang Senyan, relying on his inability to die, performed 120% of his usual strength and gained enough experience. That's why Fang Senyan was able to perform exceptionally well in the subsequent Resident Evil: Origins world, laying the foundation for obtaining the Virus Monarch ability...

As time passed, Fang Senyan and Reef prepared to enter the transmission gate together.

Facing this gate of light rippling with waves, Fang Senyan suddenly thought of many things, such as whether Zi had already entered the Nightmare World, how Mo Gansha was preparing, and which world the Glorious Team, which had suffered losses but still retained its main force, was planning to enter...

In the end, Fang Senyan was lost in thought for a while, until Reef pulled him, and he realized that the transmission gate had been open for a long time. He hurriedly stepped into the gate of light, emitting a faint blue light, side by side with Reef.

"Beginning to enter the Nightmare World..."

"Beginning to match data..."

"Beginning to pair..."

"World selected: The Lord of the Rings."

"Beginning to assimilate the character with this world..."

"Beginning to enter the world..."

"The Undying Lands of Valinor are calling for the return of the Elves."

"The Elves of the dawn are still wandering."

"Sauron's power has spread to Middle-earth."

"The Ring is madly seducing everyone it sees."

"Fragile peace is teetering on the brink."

"Justice or evil."

"Defend or destroy!"

"Please make your choice!"

"Wow, damn it, even if the difficulty is a little lower, you don't have to treat me like this."

Fang Senyan was awakened by Reef's complaint.

Then he realized that he was tragically tied to a cross.

This cross was as crude as if it had been hacked out with an axe. Large patches of burrs rubbed against Fang Senyan's back, and the slightest movement would cause a scraping pain. This thing was thick, durable, and of course, gave people a greater impression of being dirty.

The surface of the cross already had many dried black or dark red stains, and even emitted a foul stench—a mixture of feces and blood, making one want to vomit.

Based on these characteristics, Fang Senyan quickly judged that this thing definitely had nothing to do with his known religious beliefs, because neither Christianity nor Catholicism would desecrate their sacred objects in this way.

In fact, the initial purpose for which the cross was invented was because it was convenient for nailing people to death...

Of course, Reef could not escape this tragic fate either, and it seemed that the cross supporting him was even thicker.

Even more tragically, a rough wooden basin was placed on a stone in front of him, filled with something resembling animal organs that had already spawned maggots... The smell emanating from this thing was blowing directly into Reef's face, no wonder he kept complaining.

Behind Reef was a wooden fence, the architectural style of which looked quite familiar to Fang Senyan.

A row of crude wooden fences surrounded the area, coupled with a rough treetop canopy, constituted a spacious wooden shed. This wooden shed, without a doubt, also used extremely crude workmanship to leave a clear and profound impression on the viewer.

Next to Fang Senyan and Reef, there were five more such crosses, two of which were empty, and three crosses also had people tied to them.

Fang Senyan noticed that the people on those three crosses showed no signs of waking up, while he woke up later than Reef, which should be related to their stamina. This undoubtedly showed that Reef was now at least ahead of him by a long way in terms of resistance to blows.

Reef couldn't help but complain after seeing Fang Senyan:

"Space has really given me a surprise this time! An unprecedented surprise, I have never encountered such a sh*tty start."

Fang Senyan couldn't help but smile:

"Wow, swearing isn't something a servant of God should do."

Reef was stunned, and said unhappily:

"Boss, finding a way to get out of this terrible place is the real business! Ah! I've had enough of this smell, ah ah ah it's really maddening!"

Fang Senyan then tried to struggle hard, but found that he could not break free from the bonds on his body. He looked at it carefully and did not find anything special about the rope made of bark mixed with vine fibers. Then it was obviously bound by the world, and the official plot had not yet officially begun. Undoubtedly, this matter made Reef, who was almost vomiting from the fumes, only desperately accept this fact... He could only continue to endure.

"My old friend, do you remember what happened when we came here before?" Fang Senyan said to Reef.

Reef frowned and said:

"Being hunted down, being imprisoned, and then being hunted down again."

Fang Senyan sighed and said:

"I'm afraid the situation we're entering this time is even worse, look down at the basin in front of you."

"I've seen this ugly thing for a long time." Reef said sullenly. "The next time I enter the world, you must remind me not to forget to put a bottle of cologne in my personal space."

Fang Senyan smiled and said:

"Its ugliness is not the point, the point is its usefulness. Look, take a knife and stab it into your chest and pull it down, and this basin can logically catch all the internal organs that fall out, and except for the blood that spurts out when you stab it in, every drop of hot blood will flow into that basin without being wasted."

"So our worst treatment has been reduced from prisoners to prey about to be slaughtered?" Reef said unhappily. "But it doesn't matter, even if these idiots who tied us up release me immediately and kneel down in front of me to beg for our forgiveness, it is absolutely impossible to dispel my intention to go on a killing spree."

"Gentlemen, your discussion has made me understand a lot of things." Suddenly a peaceful voice came. The speaker was another guy tied to the cross, wearing black-rimmed glasses and a mustache, looking a bit refined:

"But I still don't understand, who exactly intends to use us as food?"

"Orcs," Fang Senyan said with certainty. "Orcs of the Misty Mountains."

At this time, another voice rang out, a woman's voice, very gloomy and with a hint of disdain. She also looked very gloomy, pale and evil, like a medieval witch. She was tied to the outermost cross.

"How do you know?"

Fang Senyan glanced at her, smiled and said:

"Do you see that pile of grass behind you? For orcs, they think this grass called shamis is an excellent seasoning when it rots halfway in a damp place. Its position in their diet is about the same as black pepper sauce on steak."

Reef immediately protested severely:

"Damn it, you have successfully dispelled my desire to taste steak for the next year, may Satan be meticulous in blessing you."

At this time, the last person tied to the cross woke up. After seeing the surrounding environment clearly, he directly let out a hysterical scream:

"Oh my God! This is the territory of those crazy demons, yes, I must be dreaming, I have to slap myself hard, and then I will find that I was just taking a nap on Mr. Wright's caravan wagon. As long as I gently raise my whip, the wealthy Rivendell will arrive in half an hour!"

Obviously, this was a plot character. Although the plot characters had woken up, Fang Senyan and his group of contractors were still unable to break free from their restraints.

Just ten seconds later, a hideous monster walked in very cautiously, basically looking around every step, as if doing something sneaky. It only had some human features, with many warts on its skin. This guy also had a fresh wound on his shoulder, black blood flowing on his light gray skin, and his limping gait indicated that this orc was not strong.

This guy walked up to Reef, secretly glanced outside, and then stretched his claws towards the basin opposite Reef... then devoured the rotten, maggot-infested internal organs.

Without a doubt, the behavior of this orc made the putrid smell in the air even stronger. Reef looked pale at this time, and it was estimated that he was using great willpower to restrain the possibility of vomiting.

Soon, a group of orcs poured in, roaring and punching and kicking the snacking guy, beating him severely, and then cast their ill-intentioned eyes on the plot character. This guy had already screamed shrilly, probably under the crushing pressure of great fear, no one could hear what he was shouting.

This group of orcs lit a fire in the middle of the wooden shed, and carried in a surprisingly large pot from outside, which was already filled with water, and as Fang Senyan said, grabbed half of the shamis grass that they used as seasoning and threw it into the pot, and then walked up to the plot character with grinning smiles and saliva dripping from their mouths.