A strange name.

"Toma?"

Aluma, who was standing beside him, asked in confusion: "I haven't heard of this name before."

Indeed, if Thoma really created the weird man, his name should not be so unknown. You should know that any author with creative works in this world should have a name that is widely circulated. Moreover, the weird story is not a niche, and legends such as vampires, zombies, werewolfs are circulated in many countries.

"That's what I'm going to say next."

A serious expression appeared on Gerost's face. He looked at Zhou Li and the others in a low voice: "You have been involved in a thousand and one night. If I hide these things from you, it will be murder. But for some reasons, I need you to sign a contract with me."

"Anyway, you can't tell anyone what I'm going to say next."

As the Gerost Declaration was issued, two pieces of paper with silver font appeared in his hands. He looked at the two and said, "These are two short-term contracts that will automatically dissipate after the incident is over. As long as you do not guarantee that you will not disclose what I said to others under threat or control, the contract will be reached."

Zhou Li pondered for a moment, and Gerost's understanding of the Gospels was beyond his imagination. Moreover, the contract he gave was also very relaxed. After all, there can be many changes in the two situations of threat and control. As long as Zhou Li thought, he could broadcast this matter around the clock on the National Radio.

But, it's not necessary.

“I can sign.”

Zhou left the mouth and said without hesitation: "It is natural to keep a secret without being threatened or controlled."

"Where is this lady?"

It was obvious that Zhou Li had no intention of making a decision for Eluma, Gerost turned his head and looked at Eluma.

"I can."

Aluma nodded, and without hesitation, he responded directly.

"good."

After handing out the contract and watching the two of them engrave their soul marks on it, Gerost stretched out his hand and waved it in the air. Soon, an invisible barrier covered the three of them.

"One thousand and one night, carrying a thousand weird things that exist in people's fantasy."

The look of memories appeared on Gerost's face, and an unknown past began.

One Thousand and One Night is a book, with no horror or weird stories in it, it just contains all the weirdness created by Thomas. The weirdness in the book is no longer as cruel, horror and violent as in other novels. They live in a small town like a group of ordinary people with characteristics in One Thousand and One Night.

The vampire hates garlic, so she lives in a remote castle. The werewolf summons the Blood Moon every night to win the favor of the succubus. The bandage monster's favorite thing is to wash their bandages in the room and change them to a new color.

A whole book of 1,000 and 1 nights, all of which were written about these weird lives without killing in the town. The story was not reversed, there were no humans, nor sudden fright. Some were only ordinary weird lives in ordinary towns and lived an ordinary life.

But is this really the case?

"In fact, ordinary is the most terrifying."

The silver needles in the demon hunter's hands flew up and down, drawing beautiful arcs. He sighed lightly and continued, "It was not until he ran away a thousand and one night that we knew why Feiyuzhen used this book as the last weirdness."

"The biggest horror is not cruel dismemberment or silent thriller. The real horror is that weirdness becomes normal, and monsters replace humans."

Thomajin, wrote down the final horror.

In a thousand and one night, monsters that only exist in dreams and fantasies replaced humans. They are the masters of the real world, and humans become stories.

When the archaeological team in the south of England placed the book in the British Museum's laboratory, a horrible story happened.

Vampires, werewolfs, succubus, bandage monsters, a thousand monsters that only exist in human fantasy tear apart the barriers of reality and fantasy. They followed the footsteps of the "Four Knights of the Apocalypse" and began to rage in the archipelago of the south of England.

At the same time, the void invaded the world. The threat of the void was worldly. The mortal coalition forces were retreating step by step before the birth of Emperor Chonghuang. Therefore, the twelve moments of the weird disasters in the south of England and the twenty-four professional trade unions had no spare time to care about them, and could only hope to make the English south of England immune.

Later, Gerost appeared.

"I was not a witch hunter at the beginning, I was just an ordinary hunter, with a platinum level, and it seemed like this would be the case for the rest of my life."

"At that time, the weird disaster had begun to spread, and the town I was in was not spared. But at the moment when the town was destroyed, I faced the book."

A trace of sadness flashed in Gerost's eyes, but it quickly covered it up. He showed the pentagram on his right wrist to the two, his voice a little low.

"I don't know why it appeared. I saw the book while running away. Then I had a dream, and the content of the dream had almost been forgotten, but when I woke up, I became a witch hunter."

Make holy water, make silverware, give blessings to weapons, and use the power of words to tear all weirdness. The profession of the witch hunter is like his name, born to kill monsters. Gradually, Gerost discovered the essence of the weird disaster.

“Cognition and fear.”

Gerost placed the silver needle on the table, and a cold light flashed by, and an inexplicable tone appeared in the room. "The more you recognize the weirdness, the more you have. The greater the fear of weirdness, the stronger the weirdness."

"But if it's just that, weirdness cannot be a disaster."

Yes, if the grotesque is simply possessing this power, it is vulnerable to the steel giants of England.

"The most terrifying thing about weird disasters is that disasters that occur in reality will infinitely enhance weirdness."

"What's the meaning?"

Zhou Li didn't understand, and Gerost leaned against the back of the sofa and spoke:

"For example, let's talk about the vampire case."

"The vampire in Fei Yuzhen's writing is an extremely greedy monster. He imprisoned humans in the castle, treated them as their own blood slaves, and absorbed their blood day and night."

"I'm super, that's OK."

Gerost just said this weirdness, and Zhou Li understood what he meant.

"You mean, the real nobles suck the people's blood every day, and they will also enhance the power of vampires in the story?"

Facing Zhou Li's answer, Gerost nodded in agreement:

"That's right."

"What is Duke Mintz? Isn't he a werewolf?"

Faced with the confusion of Eluma on the side, Zhou Li and Gerost thought for a moment without a second, and then said in unison:
Chapter completed!