Chapter 369 Do You Want to Be Saved?

"What are you talking about?! No spiritual crystals were found in the water?!"

In the distance, Zhanxing's roar caught Bai Zhi's attention.

Then he deployed his mental power to cover the entire water area within the barrier, and his expression became increasingly gloomy. Bai Zhi instantly recalled what the hermit had said——

The death of the rotten crocodile demon is not the end, but the beginning of evil. It is a sacrifice that humans have to take the initiative to complete.

"Perhaps the legendary 'Crocodile Ancestor' didn't take action, but secretly reached some deals with certain entities?"

"That's why the annihilation of the rotten crocodile monster went so smoothly. It was just a sacrifice..."

"I'm afraid this is also part of the Star Source Secret Order's preparations?"

Bai Zhi looked deeply at the seemingly gentle river surface and felt that a more dangerous undercurrent was brewing and was irreversible.

And all she can do is probably be alone.

…

It's night, in an isolation base outside Yucheng City.

Petroleum Cake was curled up on the corner of the bed in the isolation room, shivering.

He has been detained... ah no, he has been living in this isolation base for almost a week.

Theoretically, if there are no signs of abnormality in his body or mind, he can leave in a few days.

Unfortunately, theory is theory and reality is reality.

Because Petroleaf Cake was diagnosed with mental disorder, he not only recited some strange spells without knowing it, but

There are still a lot of "dirty things" seen every night, so the date when he will be released from the isolation base can be said to be far away.

Not only that, after being frightened for a long time, his mental and physical state can be said to be getting more and more haggard day by day.

Even the special doctors sent from the base, that is, doctors with extraordinary abilities of spiritual healing, could not do anything to him.

In fact, there are not a few people like him who are troubled by mental pollution in this isolation base.

And right now, the reason why he was shivering in bed was because he had a premonition that those terrible hallucinations were about to come as usual.

In the past, whenever his hallucinations reached the most dangerous and devastating stage, his consciousness would fall into a coma, and he would not know that he was being monitored and reciting the spell unconsciously.

The manager played the spell he recited for Youyoubian the next day, but he had no impression upon hearing it.

With a fairly good memory, Youyoubing recorded the rough syllables of these spells, and during the communal meal at noon, he passed them on to the boy next door who claimed to know the spells, hoping to get the specific meaning of the spells.

——Human beings are social animals. If they are blindly isolated and prevented from contacting each other, mental abnormalities may become more and more serious. Therefore, the isolation base has specially set up a public space for free movement.

Youyoubing remembers the boy’s answer very clearly:

"According to my eighth-level spell level, the incantation you chanted should be translated into modern language-"

"The eternal star-burning dragon, the right hand of the ruler; the watcher of the outer darkness, the void burner before the end..."

"Actually, it's not just you, there are many people in this base who are chanting the same mantra as you..."

When he learned the answer, he was frightened and angry.

Why? !

Why does this curse still refuse to dissipate even though everyone escaped from that hellish place? !

Thinking back to this point, on the corner of the bed, Petroleaf Cake, holding his legs with both hands, screamed helplessly in his heart.

Suddenly, a vague shadow appeared in his sight.

The shadow crawled out from the corner of the wall where the light could not reach, protruding little by little, and making a creaking and sticky crawling sound.

Many terrifying imaginations instantly appeared in his mind, such as long-haired water ghosts, centipedes thicker than humans, or other indescribable weirdness...

This made the shadow not fully visible, and the fear in Petroleaf Cake exploded like a dynamite barrel being ignited.

No! No!

Who will save me? ! I've had enough, I will definitely die or go crazy if this continues...

Youbing frantically pushed himself to the corner of the bed and closed his eyes in fear.

At this moment, a slightly familiar voice suddenly sounded in his mind:

"Do you want redemption?"

His thoughts froze and he thought the sound was coming from something strange in the corner.

As if aware of his absence, the voice said again:

"I ask you, do you want to kill the terrible thing that is haunting you..."

Seeing that shadow with a wet head exposed, Petroleaf Pie was awakened from consciousness, and he shouted in his heart as if he was grasping a life-saving straw:

"I think! I think! Help me! Stop it!"

He didn't even bother to think about the source of the sound, and he was so sick that he sought medical attention.

The next moment, I heard the clear and handsome voice saying calmly:

"Read after me!"

"The essence and incarnation of the original night!"

At this moment, Petroleaf Cake's sanity had reached its lowest point. He only relied on his intuition and his last desire for help to chant hesitantly, even though he did not know the meaning of this obscure syllable at all:

"The original...the essence of night...and its incarnation..."

The voice in my head continued:

"The mysterious master in charge of thunder and lightning!"

Rustling... The wet head crawled out of the shadow in the corner, like a black centipede, with two rows of densely packed legs.

If it were usual, seeing this scene, Shiyoubing would have fainted, but this time he didn't.

"The mysterious master who controls... thunder and lightning..."

After reciting this sentence, he didn't notice that the movement of the strange crawling in the shadow suddenly stopped.

"The color from the stars!"

When Shiyoubing finished reciting the third spell intermittently, he found that the body of the centipede in the corner began to shrink back.

It worked!

His sanity gradually returned, but because he realized at the same time that he was very likely dealing with another mysterious and strange existence, the fear in his heart did not diminish at all.

Before escaping from the wolf's den, he was about to fall into the tiger's mouth; riding a tiger and being in a dilemma can fully describe his situation.

If he suddenly gave up listening to the instructions of the voice in his mind, the strange monster in the corner would most likely crawl out again.

And if he continued to listen, there might be something more terrible waiting for him.

"The spider god who weaves the web of the world." The voice in his mind said, but it revealed a tremor that the owner of the voice himself did not notice.

Oil Cake was silent for half a second, hesitating whether to recite the fourth unknown spell.

Suddenly, he saw the strange figure in the corner tentatively crawling out...

Immediately, he remembered the classic saying "Only ghosts can defeat ghosts".

Without hesitation, his eyes were stained with madness, and he opened his mouth and recited loudly:

"The spider god who weaves the web of the world!"

The next moment, the extremely subtle demigod will buried in his body suddenly became silent.

The strange phenomenon disappeared completely.

Instead, a dark magic circle with brilliant starlight appeared in the center of the room.