Chapter 502 If you don’t commit suicide, you won’t die


    The oldest and most intense emotion of human beings is fear. The oldest and most intense fear is the fear of the unknown.


    This is a sentence recorded in Christine''s diary, and it is also the biggest reason why she has fallen to this point today.


    As Professor Osborne said, when Christine was a talented student when she was studying at Miscatonic University, her paintings were full of power and were praised by many people. If Christine had ended here at the time, maybe she would have become a famous painter, a famous artist.


    But as an excellent student, Christine obviously doesn''t intend to stop there. She is eager to become a master... Well, I have to say that the idea is good.


    Of course, Duanmu Huai cannot understand Christine''s obsession. In his opinion, the so-called paintings are basically very similar, such as Mona Lisa, do you think it has historical value and Duanmu Huai still believes it, but its artistic value? How do you see this? Is it like a person or what?


    Sorry, as a rough man, Duanmu Huai really can''t appreciate this thing.


    But it is obvious that Christine is really troubled by this. It seems that she is not successful in painting and making a lot of money. She wants to go further and win the supreme glory of art.


    I don’t know when Christine saw this sentence, so she wrote it down.


    The oldest and most intense emotion of human beings is fear. The oldest and most intense fear is the fear of the unknown.


    Christine found her way forward from this sentence. She wanted to draw a painting that would make everyone feel fear from the bottom of her heart so that she could keep her name in history and become a master of her generation.


    Of course, this is not an easy thing. Christine did encounter many setbacks at the beginning. However, luckily (or unfortunately), she is a student of Miskatonick University, and what she lacks the least is exploration of the unknown (to commit suicide).


    So, after Christine''s tireless search (for death), she finally learned about an information.


    Once, there was a burglary at the University of Miskatonik, and the thief died in the library, but this is not important. What is important is that the thief was rumored to be not a human, but a monster that reproduced from a terrible existence and humans. After that, the three professors even went to the town of Dunwich where the thief was born.


    No one knows what they did there, only knows that after they come back, they all look haggard, as if they have witnessed the most extreme fear of the world.


    Of course, Christine did not meet those three professors, but this did not prevent her from making a decision.


    That is, she also wants to go to Dunwich, Sentinel Ridge, and see what is there. Maybe...that is the opportunity to get inspiration!


    So Christine took a leave of absence with her bag and left Miskatonick University, heading to Sentinel Ridge in Dunwich, where she stayed for three days.


    No one knew what Christine had encountered. She only knew that after she came back, she locked herself in the studio with a look of "I heard the truth in the morning and died in the evening". She didn''t go out for a whole planet, and then she drew that empty ghost.


    However, just at this time of sleep, Christine''s sanity seemed to finally be online.


    "I have no idea why I became like this. Looking at the painting in front of me, I can''t imagine that it was drawn from my hands! So evil, so horrible, so blasphemy! Why, why did I draw such a thing? Is this really what I painted? Although the paint on my body and the brush in my hands all show this, for some reason, I have no memory of the time at all..."


    "This is not me, this is what some existence drew with the help of my hand, that night! That night at Sentinel Ridge! I saw something! No, I don''t want to remember, I made a big mistake! I shouldn''t respond to that call, I don''t want this...!"


    That’s all for the diary.


    "I just can''t understand why these artists always like to seek death."


    Duanmu Huai curled his lips and threw the diary on the table. To be honest, he didn''t know much about art itself, but he really couldn''t understand such a scheming person as Christine. Of course, artists are basically not good things, either causing trouble or causing trouble...


    “Sentinel Ridge……”


    Looking at the contents of the diary, Anthony frowned.


    "I remember seeing the name Dunwich in a case sect. Maybe I should have transferred that case to see what happened."


    After Anthony finished speaking, he got up and went to do things. Only Duanmu Huai was still sitting there, staring at the diary in front of him.


    I have to say that although Christine is a stubborn person, that sentence still makes sense.


    The oldest and most intense emotion of human beings is fear. The oldest and most intense fear is the fear of the unknown.


    Well... For some reason, Duanmu Huai felt very friendly when he saw this sentence.


    In fact, it is normal to think about it carefully. It is like deep-sea phobia. When you look at the bottomless deep sea, the fear from the heart is because you don’t know what is in the deep sea, so you will think randomly. If you think too much, you will naturally scare yourself.


    This is essentially no difference from hitting ghosts on the night road or having plants and trees.


    But it is obvious that Duanmu Huai thinks so, and the system doesn’t think so.


    Because at this moment, a system prompt popped up in front of Duanmu Huai''s eyes.


    [Activate the special mission "Source of Fear"]


    [The oldest and strongest fear is the fear of destruction and death! 】


    [Task goal: Ask players to go to Sentinel Ridge, show their strength, defeat the other party, and become a real source of fear! 】


    “…………………”


    Seeing this, Duanmu Huai was speechless. What''s going on with this broken system? What''s going on with me to cheat myself into death?


    He doesn''t want to have this duel!


    If people like fear, let it go. Why do I have to compete with it for a while? Moreover, Duanmu Huai thought this sentence was quite reasonable, but unfortunately the system didn’t want him to think, but to think by himself... Then there was nothing we could do.


    Can I just admit defeat?


    Unfortunately, Duanmu Huai does not allow this task to admit defeat.


    Okay, I have to distinguish between the other party... what do you think?


    MMP……


    Duanmu Huai now feels like he is sitting at home. The pot comes from the sky. He can even think of it with his butt. If this task is completed by himself, he might be afraid +1.


    It''s not over yet.


    The reason why Duanmu Huai didn''t want to take on this task is very simple, because he knew what was there in Sentinel Ridge, which was the ultimate void located beyond all planets, all universes, and all matter. A thing composed of infinite existence and self, everything is in it, and it also has the ultimate source that gives all vitality in the boundless range. At the same time, this is an absolute range without restrictions, which also transcends all whims, digital logic, etc.


    That is the one who is called the one who is united in all things....


    Only when Duanmu Huai''s brain is sucked will he get into trouble with this external **** who is more advanced than treacherous and intrigue!


    Not to mention, strictly speaking, he and Jugsotus have a grudge!


    At the junction, Duanmuhuai killed the Alden beast, and its strange appearance reminded Duanmuhuai of Jugsothos.


    Because according to the records, the image of Jugsothos is a collection of rainbow-colored spheres, shining with strange and malicious glory - that is, the Eldon beast was sent by Jugsothos to manage the border, but was killed by Duanmu Huai.


    In this case, Duanmu Huai took the initiative to find trouble for Jugsothos when he was lame. Do you think he lived too long?


    But if you think about it carefully, maybe it is not Jugsothos?


    No matter what, Duanmu Huai can never escape forever, and he is also a god. To be honest, I always have to give it a try...


    Thinking of this, Duanmu Huai stood up and happened to run into Anthony who was walking back.


    "Hey, where are you going?"


    "I''m going to Sentinel Ridge, and I think things should end here."


    "I''ll go with you too."


    Hearing Duanmuhuai''s words, Anthony hurriedly picked up his coat, but Duanmuhuai reached out to stop him.


    "I advise you not to go. This is not as easy as the adventures in the museum before. To be honest, I may encounter a considerable problem, and you may become a second Christine... I don''t think you want to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life, immerse yourself in endless panic and fear, and then become a walking corpse."


    "this………"


    Hearing Duanmu Huai''s words, Anthony hesitated and shook. He remembered Christine''s miserable situation. To be honest, Anthony certainly did not want to become that kind of person, no one is human, no one is ghost, but...


    "Are you sure you''re really fine if you''re alone?"


    "It should be fine."


    Duanmu Huai was not without a solution. In fact, when he saw the task, Duanmu Huai had already thought of a solution.


    But this method...he really doesn''t want to use it.


    In the end, Anthony heard Duanmuhuai''s words and said that he would not go to Sentinel Ridge, but he asked Duanmuhuai to write a report for himself after he handled the matter. Duanmu Huai also nodded and agreed, and then asked the maid to drive him to Sentinel Ridge in Dunwich town.


    This is a mountain that looks very ordinary, but it also has an unusual side - looking along the ridge, you can see a path that spreads from the hillside to the top of the mountain. It was not excavated by humans, but more like some kind of extremely large body overturning the trees in the woods, and then using his body to open a road to the top of the mountain in the woods.


    Not only that, this road is extremely deserted, and even the grass cannot be seen, and the trees on both sides have already died.


    “Huh……”


    After instructing the maid to drive the car away, Duanmuhuai followed the road toward the top of Sentinel Ridge.


    At this moment, dark clouds emerged from nowhere, gradually covering the entire sky.


    The nighthawks echoed in the forest as if they were performing some kind of ritual.


    Duanmuhuai held his cane tightly and looked at the top of the mountain in front of him coldly.


    Then, he took the first step.


    (This chapter ends)