Chapter 120 Black Rain Villa (4300) (Thanks to Diansandaosi111 for the 5,000 Starting Coins Reward)

In the carriage, Kaxiu looked out through the translucent white gauze. The brown tree trunks moved backwards quickly, the scene became blurred, and raindrops fell from the tree layer and the sky.

The surrounding environment did not change, and it remained unchanged for a long time. When Kaxiu looked out the window again, the place where the carriage was located was no longer a mountain forest, but a winding and undulating hill. This side of the hill was very strange. There were large patches of white flowers on the left side of the road, like a white carpet.

The right side was a dark ground, as if it had been burned by a fire. There was no vitality, and ashes rose from time to time.

Kaxiu narrowed his eyes slightly. He was obviously sitting in the carriage but did not feel any ups and downs, as if the car was not moving at high speed. Instead, the whole world was coming towards him.

Passing through the black and white flower sea, Kaxiu could see the dilapidated windmill that was slowly turning in the distance. The windmill was getting closer and closer, and he seemed to see a figure moving beside the windmill. The carriage approached again, and Kaxiu finally saw the situation beside the windmill clearly.

There was a well made of gray and white bricks, and people as white as statues kept crawling out of it. They lined up like puppets, moving step by step around the cylindrical windmill house. There were protruding wooden handles on the wall of the house, and the puppets held the wooden handles and rotated around the house dully. The windmill on the top was driven by manpower.

The puppets circled the house and came back to the well. Without any hesitation, they jumped down.

Not far from the windmill, a bean grinding wheel was placed on the open ground, and the skinny white sheep pulled the grinding wheel to turn.

"..." Kaxiu fell into a strange silence. The scene in front of him seemed a little grotesque, like a dream without logic.

Next, he saw more meaningless, bizarre and changeable scenes. The side of a pure black house was covered with white crosses the size of a palm. Five people in black clothes were neatly arranged, and they slowly opened their clothes. Revealing the white skeleton without flesh and blood, the internal organs were rotting and wriggling inside. Half of the heart drooped, beating thump thump.

On the empty ground, a man was wearing a black hat that looked like a cow's horn. He held a shovel in his hand and kept digging down. A large group of black cows were rotating counterclockwise around him.

In front of a big tree, two people who looked exactly the same were arguing. As they were arguing, another person who looked exactly like them suddenly rushed out from behind the tree. Then came the fourth, fifth, and sixth. In a short while, there were more than a dozen people who looked the same next to the big tree. They stopped arguing, but held hands and danced a weird and twisted dance around the big tree.

And the big tree was clearly being rained on, but the crown of the tree was burning like it was on fire, with bursts of transparent fireworks.

Death, religion, mysticism, mystery, soul and flesh, consciousness, decay, dull, ancient, gorgeous, crazy. These are all the adjectives that Kaxiu could think of. What he saw was an irregular dream with all kinds of elements mixed in it.

With it came a trance that hit the heart directly.

For a moment, it was hard to tell whether it was a dream or reality.

Kaxiu subconsciously glanced at the upper right corner, where a bronze ring logo was suspended in the air, and next to it was a very long row of time progress. The scale bar was about half a year.

"It's not a dream... this is reality."

The confusion in Kaxiu's heart disappeared, and he instantly became alert and instinctively felt that something was wrong. Turning his head and looking around the carriage, Kaxiu's eyes gradually focused on the gauze. Is it a problem with this thing? He stretched out his hand and lifted it up immediately.

For a moment, a clear scene outside the carriage appeared in front of Kaxiu. Under the burning tree in the distance, there was still a group of people who looked exactly the same dancing around as before.

"It's not because of the gauze..."

Kaxiu glanced outward, but found that the group of people who were dancing had all stopped moving. The head turned inch by inch, staring at him. Then, one of them suddenly shouted and ran over, and the others followed one after another.

"What's going on?"

The right hand that had originally lifted the gauze was put down immediately.

In the distance, the people who were running froze in place, as if they were frozen on the ground. After a moment, they returned to the big tree one after another and replayed the scene just now.

"This damn place..."

The carriage sped forward and suddenly stopped after about half an hour. Kaxiu stepped down from it with the box in his hand.

His shoes stepped on the surface of the platform, and he looked around with an umbrella. There was a narrow road in front of him. Beyond the sparse trees planted on both sides of the road, he could see the gray walls of Black Rain Villa, and the surface of the walls was covered with green moss.

Looking up, the pointed building in the villa stood in the rain. The tiles and wall tiles were wet and a little gloomy.

"Finally here."

Kaxiu took a deep breath, then stepped onto the path. Walk along the road to Black Rain Villa.

Entering the gate, a medieval-style villa came into view. Dome-shaped buildings, old gray-white streets, quaint and heavy walls, and the rain that never stops.

He walked along the direction he remembered, and met many guys holding umbrellas on the way. They were probably the Night Evils who came here to receive or submit tasks.

Not long after walking, he passed through a gray-white round archway.

Kaxiu stood in front of the door of a building and knocked gently.

"Knock knock knock..."

"Who?"

"Dusk."

"Come in."

Then the door opened and Ka Xiu walked in.

In the hall, brass-colored cast iron lamp stands hang on the wall. The oil lamp burned with flame, releasing brightness.

In front of him was a tall, thin man, about 1.8 meters tall. There are freckles on the face and the facial features are deeper. There is a light black shield mark branded on the back of his right hand. Next to the logo, there is a pattern similar to a crossbow.

Both of these signs are present in Ka Xiu who inherits Dusk's body.

The first one represents the shield-level Evil Night Stranger, which is the brand planted by Black Rain Villa. The second one is man-made and represents the crossbow arrow flow in Strangers of Evil. Black Rain Villa is a program that runs automatically, and Eye Stranger is a different gear.

Gears naturally come in different sizes, categories, and uses.

According to the different abilities and skills chosen by the Eye monsters in the baptismal church, they are divided into many large and small power schools.

For example, the half-beast style: by injecting the blood of beasts, you can obtain the inhuman power of an enhanced version of the beast. It can transform into a half-man, half-animal monster when it explodes, and its abilities in all aspects are greatly improved.

Mercury Flow: Saw open the human skull and add different colors of mysterious mercury inside to gain extraordinary power. It's a bit like telekinesis, similar to a very low-end, shrunken version of a mage.

Dark Flow: Connect the ability organs of dark creatures to yourself, thereby directly possessing the superpowers of dark creatures.

Crossbow flow: Use bows, arrows, and mechanical crossbows for long-distance output. Most people in this genre have slender figures and light steps.

There are also poison flow, trap flow, medicine knocking flow, etc.

The one who joined before dusk was the Crossbow and Arrow stream, and the old Eye weirdos of the Crossbow and Arrow stream had given him a simple training.

It is a way to increase the survival rate of members.

There are not many people in the Crossbow and Arrow style, and they can only be considered small and medium-sized among many schools. However, they are quite united internally and will help new members in whatever way they can. They have a small stronghold in Black Rain Villa, where people from the crossbow stream can rest.

"Dusk, have you completed your mission?"

the tall, thin man asked as he walked.

"Yes." Ka Xiu responded.

"Well, it looks like it went well this time, congratulations."

The man said what he would say every time he met a returning member. The sentence structure might be a little different, but in the end it was all congratulations.

If the other party is seriously injured, then you will be lucky if you survive the disaster. Congratulations. These are some of the customs among the Eye Strangers group. After all, every time the Eye Stranger goes on a mission, his life or death is unknown. Maybe one day you really won’t be able to come back, and men don’t have to shout congratulations to each other.

Hearing a congratulation means that at least you are still alive.

As long as you are alive, you are worthy of congratulations.

The two of them walked forward along the passage one after the other. Occasionally, other members of the Crossbow Flow would come up to say hello. There are quite a few female members among them. After all, the crossbow style requires flexible body support. As for the other men, they are also relatively slender. Basically no one is tall and strong.

Dusk is considered a relatively strong type among others.

Card Xiu walked all the way and felt that the scene in the building was similar to that of the Gray Seal Martial Arts Hall. Some empty rooms have been converted into indoor shooting ranges, and some old Eye weirdos are teaching new members how to use crossbows. Occasionally there was the sound of voices and the sound of shooting.

There are facilities in the building, including the lobby, dining hall, and exercise room. Although the environment may be old-fashioned and simple, it has all the functions.

"Your room is here, here is the key."

The man leading the way stood in front of a room door, and then handed the brass key to Cardiff. Ka Xiu looked up at the door.

On it is a metal nameplate affixed: 201.

"Thank you, Black Blade."

Ka Xiu took the key and thanked him.

"By the way, you should go to the baptismal church to hand over the mission later, right?" Black Blade turned around and said: "Remember not to upgrade anything else, it would be such a waste. Directly upgrade our crossbow style's "Deng Tinda Gale" Archery" is the most cost-effective."

Black Blade Yu warned again earnestly: "Remember not to improve your physical strength. There is a limit. It is useless to increase it after reaching the limit. It is still no match for dark creatures. We will improve the physical fitness of "Deng Tingda's Wind Archery". "It can also be strengthened in disguise, so don't waste the rewards from the mission."

Don't improve your physique? Ka Xiu frowned.

Five minutes later, he roughly understood the relevant situation.

Limits and bottlenecks. A word that Ka Xiu was not unfamiliar with at all. This is the limit of the human body, the breakthrough from human to inhuman barrier. According to Black Blade, the physical fitness of the Eye monsters can only reach the limit of the human body at most, but cannot break through?

There is no secret weapon in Black Rain Villa! ?

Card Xiu knows that if human beings want to enhance the essence of life and evolve to a non-human level, secret martial arts are indispensable! Among them, special action potions similar to the breathing method in Elephant Soul Secret Technique are the stepping stones to breaking through, while drugs like Agni Fire Oil are auxiliary props.

Without these humans would indeed be stuck at their limits.

There is no way to climb an inch higher.

He can understand all of this, but why is it that for a large group like the Eye Strangers, with so many schools, no one has learned the secret martial arts? Card Xiu briefly recalled "Deng Tinda's Wind Archery" and found that it was a skill.

If Miwu is the right way, then "Deng Tingda's Wild Wind Archery" is like a heretical way. There is indeed room for improvement, and the damage is not weak. But compared to the Wind Elephant Secret Martial Arts practiced by Ka Xiu, it was more than a step behind, several levels higher.

He thought about it for a while, and felt that the power of the Night Evils was a little deformed. He didn't know whether it was a natural development or some other reason.

"At dusk, our Crossbow Stream should have a small gathering at night. If you are interested, you can come and have a look."

Hei Ren patted Kaxiu on the shoulder and turned away.

Kaxiu stood there and digested the information for a while.

After a while, he pushed the door and walked into the house. He simply put the things away and sorted them out, then picked up the box and walked out the door.

Pushing open the door of the Crossbow Stream's base, Kaxiu held up an umbrella and walked towards the Baptism Church. He didn't deliberately walk around and look around, because Black Rain Villa was not absolutely safe.

It was okay during the day, and the Night Evils could visit the Baptism Church, the Mission Hall, the Intelligence Hall, the Bar, etc.

At night, generally everyone would stay in their own house. There would be some weird things on the streets of Black Rain Villa. Basically, every month, there would be unlucky and unbelieving Night Evils who died tragically, and the next day they would become a warning to others.

In addition, even during the day. There are many streets in Black Rain Villa that cannot be entered. Some of them cannot be entered, and some of them are better not to enter. The reason is the same as at night.

Kaxiu walked along with an umbrella. When he passed an intersection, he suddenly felt someone on the left looking at him. Looking out of the corner of his eye, next to the balcony of the second building on the left street.

A white shadow was looking over from the empty window.

The vision moved down, and there was a warning sign at the intersection of the street.

It was a little old, and there were faint traces of blood on the surface. Maybe some unlucky guy was smart enough to ignore the warning and died here.

Kaxiu ignored the white shadow and just walked his way.

After walking a few steps forward, there was a circular intersection in front of him. In the center of the intersection was a sculpture, which had been broken into pieces.

Only half of the legs were left standing on the cylinder.

Kaxiu walked closer and found that there were a few lines of blurred poems engraved on the stone on the pillars under the feet of the statue.

Collapsed on the blue thorns, sobbing with red fever.

You left us...

But we the dead will wrap you in a golden robe so that you can become a butterfly covered with gold foil in the next life.

You are fire, you are dressed in flames.

The flames of pain, burning the living.

The ashes of the living, love poems falling on the foreheads of the dead.

…

There are more below, but they are corroded and can't be seen clearly.

"Isn't this statue the owner of the villa?"

This thought came to Kaxiu's mind, but he didn't stop there to investigate. Instead, he took a quick step and walked into the church about 200 meters on the right street. The magnificent dome of the circular sanctuary, the colorful stained glass windows, and the religious murals.

Walking through the pointed arch niches and the gorgeous caisson, Kaxiu sat in the chair in front of the prayer table. He was the only one at the moment.

On the back of his right hand, the shield-shaped symbol kept flashing.

The tip of the shield began to rotate, as if guiding Kaxiu in the direction. Kaxiu stood up and walked all the way to a door.

Opening it, there was a simple secret room inside.

After walking in, the door behind him closed automatically with a thud.

Ka Zheng was about to look around, but suddenly a low, hoarse voice came to his ears, without emotion and with an echo.

"Reporter Yin, present the offering."

"In exchange for... the power of the secret soul!"

Thanks to the reward of 100 starting coins from the dangerous sea on the moon.

The beginning of the copy is so difficult to write. I frantically searched for various materials and sat for six hours before squeezing out 4,000 words.

(||_) Threw up.

Recently, the follow-up reading has decreased, but it is normal. There are fewer updates and I haven't entered the main line. I will try to recover as quickly as possible and recover my typing speed. Alas, I am tired.