I Created a Containment Object at the Start, and Became a God

105: Terrifying Lizard Man!”Damn it!”

Tom and John growled almost in unison.

That paid bullet comment was like an ice pick, instantly piercing through their facade of forced composure!

John reacted incredibly fast, almost instinctively drawing the Glock 19 pistol from his waist with a ’swish’.

With a ’click’, he chambered a round, pointed the muzzle down, crouched slightly, and entered an alert stance!

Tom also immediately swung his phone camera sharply behind him, simultaneously sweeping the powerful beam of his flashlight like a sharp sword towards where the man had been standing moments ago!

However—

It was empty.

Under the crooked cypress tree, there were only trampled weeds and a few blurry footprints.

The thick fog and darkness had swallowed the man’s figure, as if he had never appeared.

Only that overly ’standard’ smile from a few seconds ago remained clearly imprinted in their minds, and recalling it now brought a chilling eeriness.

”Where... where is he?! He was just there!” John’s voice trembled uncontrollably, and his gun-holding palm was instantly drenched in cold sweat.

He frantically scanned the surrounding bushes and the Swamp water with his flashlight, but found nothing except swaying shadows and dead silence.

Tom’s heart was also pounding in his chest, his breathing becoming heavy and rapid.

Fear, like a cold tide, instantly engulfed them.

Their previous craving for fame, fortune, and excitement seemed so fragile when truly confronted with incomprehensible strangeness.

Only now did they truly realize that they might not be playing a treasure hunt, but rather trespassing into the territory of a true predator.

”Jo... John... should we... should we retreat?”

Tom’s voice was dry, a strong urge to retreat dominating his mind.

What live stream, what donations—in the face of potentially losing their lives, they became insignificant.

This was a classic case of ’Lord Ye’s love of dragons’ – when the legendary ’dragon’ might actually appear, all that remained was primal fear.

John felt the same. He swallowed, nervously looking around: ”Damn it... this cursed place is too spooky! That guy definitely has problems! We...”

However, just as the two were consumed by fear, preparing to turn and flee this eerie Swamp—

The bullet comments on their phone screens exploded!

The number of live viewers soared like a rocket, instantly breaking the previous peak and continuing to grow at an astonishing rate.

Even more suffocating was that the gift effects almost covered the entire screen! Various expensive donation notifications streamed like a waterfall!

”OH MY GOD!!! He disappeared! He’s definitely not an ordinary person!”

”Bro!!! That’s definitely a Lizardman! He can disguise himself! He was tricking you just now!”

”Go after him! Don’t be a coward! The greatest live stream in history is right before your eyes!”

”Flooding with gifts! If you get a front shot, I’ll donate a year’s salary!”

”God, witness history! The American version of urban legends has come true!”

”Don’t go! Please! Get a little closer! Just a little!”

”He must still be watching you nearby! Watch your back!”

The allure of money and the frenzied urging of the audience formed a powerful torrent, fiercely impacting Tom and John’s reason, which was already consumed by fear.

Looking at the enormous donation figures constantly popping up on the screen, enough to change their lives, the fear in their eyes gradually began to be replaced by greed and extreme excitement.

Tom and John exchanged glances, both seeing the same struggle in each other’s eyes, and after that struggle... the madness ignited by desire.

”Damn it... let’s go for it!”

Tom gritted his teeth, the fear on his face replaced by a gambler’s frenzy, ”Fortune favors the brave! John, are you in?!”

John’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his eyes also becoming fierce. He tightened his grip on the gun:

”Screw it! The bold thrive, the timid starve! Let’s do it! But be careful, stick close to me!”

The two instantly reached a consensus.

Under the immense temptation of fame and fortune, the urge to retreat that had just arisen was completely cast aside.

Not only did they not run away, but they also mustered their courage, gripping their pistol and flashlight, cautiously approaching the direction of the bushes where the man had disappeared, step by step!

Tom even forced down the fear in his heart for the sake of the live stream’s effect, shouting into the camera with an excitedly distorted voice:

”Brothers! Do you see it?! Miracles are happening!”

”Send gifts! Follow us! Tonight! Right tonight! You will witness legends come to life with our Truth Seekers Squad!”

”We will become living legends!”

The two, holding their guns and flashlights, their hearts pounding like drums in their chests, shuffled back to the crooked cypress tree, step by step.

An indescribable tension filled the air, as if peering eyes were hidden behind every leaf.

”It’s here... he was crouching right here.” John whispered, his gun muzzle cautiously scanning the surrounding darkness.

Tom focused the flashlight beam on the spot where the ’man’ had been crouching. There were clear marks on the muddy ground, and some casually pushed-aside fallen leaves.

Just then, a faint, peculiar odor, previously overlooked due to their tension and conversation, wafted into their nostrils.

It was... a mix of the fishy smell of decaying ferns and a metallic, rust-like scent, very subtle, but in the dead silent and damp air, it now seemed particularly pungent.

”Do you smell that?” Tom asked John, frowning.

”Hmm... a strange smell.” John nodded, his nose twitching twice, his expression growing more serious.

Tom crouched down, wanting to examine the ground closely.

Under the flashlight, he noticed that the water in a small puddle nearby was an unnatural dark red color.

He leaned closer and found some tiny, indistinguishable soft tissue fragments at the bottom of the water, and a few strands of what looked like dried blood floating on the surface.

”There’s blood here... and... some minced meat of unknown origin.”

Tom’s voice was a bit dry, but he subconsciously refused to think the worst, comforting himself.

”Maybe he was processing a wild rabbit or fish he caught here earlier...”

Just then, John made a more important discovery. He shined his flashlight diagonally on the muddy ground, vaguely seeing a series of blurry but unusual footprints extending deeper into the Swamp.

”Tom! Look! Footprints! They went that way!” John whispered.

Hearing this, Tom immediately stood up, no longer bothering to carefully examine the contents of the puddle.

The two exchanged glances, both seeing the tension and a hint of... a hound’s excitement at catching the scent of prey in each other’s eyes.

”Follow him! Be careful!” John took a deep breath, held his gun, and led the way along the faint footprints.

Tom followed closely, his phone camera fixed on the front. The bullet comments in the live stream were so frantic that the content was almost illegible, with various exclamation marks and urging words sweeping across like a tsunami.

They followed the footprints, stumbling through the mud, the surrounding fog seemed to thicken, and the strange smell of rot and rust came and went, as if guiding them.

After about five or six minutes, a slightly raised mound, surrounded by dense trees, appeared ahead.

Just then, an extremely subtle sound, as if something was rubbing, and a low, suppressed whimper, faintly drifted from behind the mound!

The two instantly stopped, their hair standing on end!

”Movement!” John whispered, making a gesture.

Tom nodded, his heart pounding in his throat.

The two slowly, almost crawling, using the cover of the bushes, silently climbed the small mound, and then, cautiously pushed aside the last few broad leaves blocking their view—

The sight before them was something they would never forget!

Behind the mound was a small clearing in the woods.

In the center of the clearing, a bonfire burned, its flames leaping and crackling softly.

And by the bonfire, a crude wooden stake stood, to which a naked, seemingly unconscious young man was tied!

But this was not the most terrifying part.

What truly horrified them was that, right in front of the stake, stood the ’white man’ they had seen earlier!

And at this moment, the action he was performing was enough to become anyone’s lifelong nightmare!

He was facing away from Tom and John, and his hands were... tearing at his own ’skin’!

His movements were slow and powerful, accompanied by a teeth-grinding ’rip’ sound, as his plaid shirt and khaki pants were easily torn apart.

Even more terrifying, the ’human skin’ on his back was also torn open by him down the middle, creating a huge gash!

Through the gash, they could see that it wasn’t flesh and blood inside, but rather... a spine covered in dark green, rough scales!

His body began to undergo a violent, nauseating distortion!

His bones let out ’crack crack’ sounds, and his height rapidly increased from about 1.8 meters to over 2 meters.

Muscles all over his body abnormally bulged and swelled, completely tearing through the remaining human skin.

Dense, dark green scales, shimmering with a cold, damp luster, covered his entire body at a visible speed!

His head also twisted and deformed, his mouth protruding forward, revealing dagger-sharp fangs, and a forked, snake-like tongue flicked out, emitting a ’hissing’ sound.

A thick, powerful tail, tipped with a sharp barb, burst out from the base of his spine with a ’plop’ and swung dangerously behind him.

In just over ten seconds, a seemingly ordinary middle-aged white man, right before Tom and John’s eyes, transformed alive into a terrifying monster over two meters tall, covered in scales, resembling an upright Lizardman!

The bonfire’s light illuminated his terrifying, scaly body, casting huge, swaying shadows.

Tom and John froze in place, their minds blank, even forgetting to breathe.

In the live stream, the previously frantic bullet comments fell silent for a moment, then were flooded with countless ”HOLY SHIT!!!” and terrified screams.

The legendary Lizardman... not only truly existed, but... was standing right in front of them!

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