Chapter 562 Deathrattle

Huai Shi felt like she couldn't breathe.

In the darkness, he held up the candlelight, stepped on the steps, and slowly descended... as if he was walking into the bottom of the sea step by step.

Beneath him, layers of darkness rippled like a tidal wave.

Huai Shi felt that her toes were a little numb.

I stopped, moved my feet, and felt a slight stiffness in my ankles - that was the area that was not exposed to light and was gradually petrifying.

The further down you go, the stronger the curse echoes in the darkness. Even if it is slightly exposed to the light of the fire and forms a shadow for a moment, a faint petrification will form on the surface of the skin.

Fortunately, as long as it doesn't go too far, this process is still reversible for Shao Siming's resistance.

He paused, moved his stiff body on the spot, and looked around.

Beyond the lonely downward staircase is the vast darkness.

It's not common sense at all.

He felt that no matter how hard he worked, even walking back to the Tiejingzuo would be enough. But it still did not leave the scope of the sub-control center.

Now he suddenly felt that this long road might have just begun.

He still needs to keep going down...

Guided by a haunting figure, he plunged into the darkest place as if he was seeking death.

Huai Shi felt that she must be crazy.

The darkness that condensed into substance was too cold, as if it was taking away all his warmth, leaving him frozen here. Even Shao Siming felt tired. It's a pity that those candle-bearing crows are flying Gundam behind him, otherwise calling him out would at least provide some light.

During the long trek, he took a moment to catch his breath and continued walking downward.

"Beelzebub, are you there?"

He wanted to find someone to talk to, but if that didn't work, it would be no problem to come to Duan Tonglin Chuan.

"I'm not here……"

Beelzebub rarely lost interest in talking, and sounded listless: "Ignore me, I'm going to die from discomfort."

"What's wrong?" Huai Shi asked.

"Brother, you still ask me what's wrong...don't you know that you are doing a cesspit butterfly swimming marathon?" Beelzebub complained: "I can't breathe."

"What the hell?"

Huai Shi was stunned and looked around: "It's been tens of millions of years, where is there still excrement?"

"For example, do you understand this?"

Beelzebub deeply felt that it was not easy for him to survive: "Don't you feel terribly uncomfortable yourself? If you magnify it 10,000 times, that's how I feel."

"That's not true, is it?"

"I feel like a dozen cabinets are hitting my toes every second. What do you think? If the Three Sages system were still there, I would have complained to you about mistreating Xiang Jingjing!"

Beelzebub said angrily: "Before I was reduced to a pistol, it was the radar system of Osiris after all... Even if the detection range is shortened greatly now, there is no way I can stand this. You just feel a little uncomfortable. , I’m almost suffocated.”

"What exactly did you feel?"

"I don't know how to tell you... Let me give you an analogy. It's like you are walking alone at night. As you walk, you suddenly realize that the night road is actually very lively. There are a hundred thousand people standing quietly in hell. Keeping an eye on you, he secretly prepared pots, pans and other ingredients to deliver a mukbang to your door.

Seriously, if I had a mouth, I would have spit it out a long time ago... Can you let me fire two shots? Just two shots and I'll be fine! "

"No, suck it back."

Huai Shi coldly stuffed the pistol back into its holster.

After Beelzebub's interruption, he finally felt better.

But in fact, without Beelzebub reminding him, he could feel it himself... the pain and madness that filled the air like a tide.

They rose and fell with the darkness, like gravel in the tide.

Even if you rub it casually, you can pinch out a handful of ashes.

Occasionally, when passing by those broken and shattered fences and machines that I can't tell what they are, if I reach out and touch them, I can feel the resentment and anger contained in the steel.

The combination of the source of despair and the sediment of hell was too precise, and it completely turned into another unbearable existence.

It's like walking between tombstones.

Everyone's screams and moans came from the tombstones, recording each person's sinking into death little by little.

Fortunately, the trek into the deepest darkness did not last long.

Because the road has come to an end.

He saw Condra's rickety back again.

He stood in front of the door covered with cracks and scratch marks, like a ghost with nowhere to return.

When he slowly turned around, his swollen face finally peeled off, revealing countless rapidly rotating gears and tiny machinery underneath...

Like a beast hollowed out by insects, the tiny parts are squirming like living creatures, slowly protruding from the inside, and then shrinking back.

His lips opened and closed silently.

It seemed like he said something.

But it suddenly disappeared without leaving any traces.

Huai Shi raised his hand behind him, and the Paradise Guards clenched their weapons and stood ready, following him as they moved forward little by little.

Approaching the door that had been sealed in dust for countless years.

It was like steel made by merging countless bones. Countless limb-like veins on the door were intertwined together, forming complex locks that tightly 'stitched' the entire door together.

But at this moment, the door made a sharp and harsh sound.

The dust shook off, and the ancient writing hidden behind the dust was revealed in front of him.

I don’t know how much hatred and despair I have to hold a knife and ax and leave such deep carvings and marks. Just looking at that line of text, it seemed like countless mournful cries suddenly sounded.

Like an ocean tide.

Huai Shi's vision went dark and he staggered back.

But the illusion quickly disappeared.

It turned into a ferocious roar and painful murmur like a wild beast licking its wounds.

"When the sun disappears, we produce the sun."

Those ancient words whispered in his ears: "If the night leaves us, then we will make the night come. We will eventually regain everything we have lost..."

"Even if I lose everything for this!"

With deep pain and anger, those words seemed to be imprinted in his mind, making Huai Shi feel dizzy.

Just when he could hardly breathe, the huge door opened slowly in front of him. On the door, the intertwined limbs shattered, broke, fell to the ground, and shattered into pieces.

And in the harsh roar, the darkness that had been trapped in the dust for countless years spewed out from it.

In Huai Shi's hands, the fire he held high was instantly blown out by the storm.

On his head, the crown belonging to the Prince of Paradise instantly appeared and lit up, struggling to hold up the tyrannical darkness for him.

Illuminating the darkest scenes.

The scars left behind thousands of years ago...

In the majestic palace that looks like a place to worship gods, there are no displays or furnishings at the moment. It is so empty and huge that people are scared. But with the arrival of light, everything sleeping in the darkness was illuminated.

It's like a seal set up by alchemy.

There are countless shackles extending from those matrix-like mysteries, hanging down, entangled with each other, tightly binding a wriggling darkness in this palace.

But now, with the opening of the door, the darkness that has been sleeping for thousands of years has been awakened, and it is surging crazily, like boiling.

Struggle like crazy.

Huaishi is creepy.

Something is wrong.

What's wrong...

Why is there such a link that looks like playing a game? Why does coming here feel like downloading a dungeon? Why is the mechanism here as if players will activate monsters on their own when they come here? Why could he suddenly understand those words?

From the very beginning, his actions were under the control of something.

Including entering here!

At first it was just a vague premonition, but now he was completely sure.

Inexplicably, the skeleton in solemn and gorgeous clothes emerged from his consciousness. Just when he understood something, he suddenly heard a piercing scream.

"——■■■!!!!!!!!!"

Severe pain in head.

It was as if he had witnessed a volcanic eruption up close. He could feel the despair, pain and anger that had almost become reality bursting out from the bound darkness.

The sound of chains breaking was endless.

As the darkness rapidly changed, struggled and exploded, countless restraints turned into dust and scattered towards the earth.

In mid-air, the thick darkness suddenly swelled.

Something was squirming down there.

Suddenly, a palm-like limb pierced out from it, followed by another, and then another... three dry palms tore away the darkness.

Just like a baby in childbirth, it slipped out of the foul-smelling black plasma, carrying the viscous liquid, and fell to the ground, twitching and struggling wildly.

It was vaguely possible to tell that it was a human figure, but its limbs had become extremely weird. Most of his body had been liquefied into a black viscous substance, which was the essence of the essence formed by countless despair and pain, faintly visible from it. Broken and shattered bones can be glimpsed.

When the liquid of pain and despair fell from the mutilated body, it was revealed that the clothes were made of steel. They once seemed to be elegant and gorgeous robes, but now they are incomplete and become some kind of debris-like fragments.

It was obvious that his whole body was distorted and out of shape, but in his arms, he held a strange and gorgeous wind lantern that he cherished.

After such a long time, it still looks like new, without any scratches or damage.

It is simply more precious than my own life.

Now, under the wriggling darkness, the deformed bones were bathed in the black rain. They slowly picked up the wind lantern in their hands and held it high.

In the wind lantern, a pale fire rekindled.

Light up that broken face.

There was also dark liquid flowing out of the eye holes, like mottled blood and tears.

At that moment, Huaishi finally saw the sub-control center.

A... living sub-control center was right in front of him!

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