Chapter 2080 Dead Woodland
The thick clouds blocked the sky, like a swamp slowly surging, the dense forest also showed a strange dark tone, and the twisted branches stretched out into the sky, trying to get the last ray of sunshine.
Occasionally, the wind mixed with the smell of corruption blew past, causing bursts of whimpering sounds like weeping. In some areas of the black ground, you could still see the bones that were mostly buried, and the distorted shadows were hidden in the depths of the jungle, as if Waiting for the patronage of passers-by.
Wang Gulas stood in front of the forest and couldn't help tightening his collar.
He looked up at the bizarre branches and leaves in the forest that resembled bizarre existences, and couldn't help sighing.
To be honest, he didn't want to be here at all.
But this time it was necessary.
Wang Gulas breathed a sigh of relief and took a step toward the forest. The broken dead branches made a crisp sound, echoing in the dark depths, and his figure gradually disappeared in the dense forest.
Click!
Somewhere, the grain-like ground suddenly shattered, and an arm that had already turned into white bones stretched out from it.
With a creepy rubbing sound, the human-like skeleton staggered and stood up.
The clothes on his body have been rotten and tattered in the long years, and only a little broken armor remains. He thinks that he should be a soldier, a knight or the like in his lifetime.
The skeleton stood quietly in the same place, and a faint blue soul fire gradually ignited in the empty eye sockets.
It moved stiffly and began to wander aimlessly in this almost limitless dark jungle...
Wang Gulas heard the strange sound behind him and looked back.
He quickly withdrew his gaze, and the pace under his feet did not stop, and he did not react much to such a scene at all.
In this "Dead Woodland", the undead are the masters of this place, and any living will be hated by the dead.
Wang Gulas was vigilant around him.
It's also a bit tricky for him to encounter wandering soul eaters or death knights, and he's not here to fight.
As for the direct use of teleportation magic... If you don't want to cause all the undead creatures in the entire Dead Woodland to riot, it's best not to do that. Wang Guras has experience in this.
Moreover, in the shroud of such a strong death atmosphere, whether the teleportation magic can function normally is another matter.
Ten minutes later, Wang Gulas paused slightly.
In front of him, the black jungle was abruptly interrupted, as if the conditions for growth were cut off in a certain concept. Looking into the distance, a rather magnificent and classical castle was located here.
The whole body of the castle also showed the same dull color as the death forest, and some strange looking vines and thorns covered with thorns were firmly entrenched on the outer wall of the castle.
Strangely, there was a melodious sound coming from the direction of the castle, like a sea monster singing a melodious song in the deep sea fog, attracting unwitting crew members to approach, and then swallowing it,
Wang Gulas looked at the ancient castle in front of him and walked towards it.
"Human, stop."
The dull voice suddenly sounded, and the black fence gate came "alive" at this moment, and the eyes burning with soul flames stared at Wang Gulas, exuding a legendary breath.
"I'm Wang Gulas, I'm here to find your master." Wang Gulas' face remained unchanged, looking up at the "spirit" in front of him, "We've met before."
In the world of Kolo, there are many creatures that can only be explained in the field of magic. Spirit is one of them. Some objects directly give birth to intelligence, and some are souls attached to objects.
"The master is playing. If it disturbs her, even you can only stay here forever." Ling's voice was indifferent, and there seemed to be no emotional fluctuations.
"Of course I know." Wang Gulas nodded, took out a small stool from the storage pocket, sat down, and started chatting, "How long have we not seen each other? It seems like a long time has passed, you see Mushrooms are starting to grow on your body, and I remember that there seemed to be a lot of vines entangled in it last time."
"This is a popular decoration style recently." Ling explained, "Everyone started to use mushrooms to decorate themselves."
"Oh, I see……"
A human being and a spirit chatted happily, the distant castle played a beautiful melody, and the gloomy sky had dull thunder resounding, forming a peaceful and eerie picture.
After a long time, the music gradually disappeared.
Wang Gulas stood up, put away the small bench, and opened the fence gate.
"Come in, the master is waiting for you."
The soul flame eyes on the gate gradually dissipated, and once again became the original ordinary appearance.
Wang Gulas nodded and moved towards the castle, as if he had passed through some invisible barrier, and it seemed that nothing had happened.
Wang Gulas looked back, and the death woodland under the dark sky was covered with a black mist like a veil, but he had never noticed it before, it belonged to a special "undead realm".
Walking through the path paved with bones, several times I dodged the attack of the ferocious and sharp-mouthed flowers planted on both sides of the path. I could vaguely see a lot of scattered debris in the reddish-brown soil under my feet, all of which were left by food. Traces... After a series of setbacks, I finally came to the gate of the castle.
Seemingly aware of the arrival of the guests, the door slowly opened on its own.
Inside the door is a thick darkness like thick ink, like the gate of hell that devours all things, quietly waiting for the prey to come to the door.
There is a faint cold air from
Blowing out from the castle, even Wang Gulas felt a biting chill. You must know that he is a legendary powerhouse, but now he is no different from ordinary people. This cold wind can directly affect the spirit!
Wang Gulas hesitated for a moment, and then slowly walked into the castle.
It's the same sentence he just said, he really doesn't want to come here...
As the figure of Wang Gulas disappeared into the darkness, the gate of the castle slowly closed, and the dark aura gradually diffused from the surroundings, gathered around the castle, and turned into an indestructible barrier, blocking any Visits from outsiders.
His line of sight was completely darkened, and Wang Gulas's expression did not change in the slightest. Obviously, he had expected such a scene - it was not that he had not been here before.
Following the direction in memory... well, it was actually the dimly lit magic crystals in the castle, Wang Gulas walked quietly, and the sound of footsteps was quite clear in this environment.
In the surrounding darkness, there seemed to be whispering voices, erratic and unable to judge the distance.
Wang Gulas ignored it and walked alone in the darkness, heading in a certain direction. Finally, a crimson door with lights appeared in front of him, and a soft and bright light shone through the crack of the door.