Chapter 182 The Mysterious Old Woman

However, these attacks seemed to be in vain. The strange footsteps did not stop, but became more urgent, as if they were pressing forward step by step to completely surround them. Zhang Shi was anxious. He knew that if this continued, everyone would be in a desperate situation.

"Ah!"

Zhang Shi shouted, and he decided to take a risky action. He released the shadow skill on the spot, dragged the black shadow, and turned around suddenly. With the help of the tiles on the roof as a leverage point, he swung several knife lights in the air in a few jumps, forming a knife net, covering the center of the street.

In an instant, several tearing sounds came from the space where the knife shadow fell, followed by a series of heart-wrenching screams, and the number of monsters killed by the system was also increasing.

Facing the entanglement of the shadow clone, the black shadow finally stopped dodging, but twisted its body at a strange angle, and its upper body and legs were almost separated. It shuttled through the attack of the shadow clone. At the same time, there seemed to be some kind of light flashing under its cloak. Zhang Shi's heart moved, and he caught a glimpse of key information - this black shadow may not be completely invisible and intangible, but has some specific rules or restrictions.

Just as he was about to explore this discovery further, the situation on the ground worsened again. Ge Dalong and others were almost completely trapped in the mud, with only the upper body exposed, and their struggle became increasingly weak. There were still many invisible beings on the street, and the footsteps were close at this moment, as if they would turn into a real threat at any time.

"Zhang Shi, think of a way!" Chen Beipan's voice was filled with despair. He had exhausted all his strength. Now the ground had swallowed up most of his body. He felt a little difficult to breathe, and could only watch death approach step by step.

Zhang Shi took a deep breath, gave up the black shadow and the invisible existence, and flashed to Ge Dalong's side with a flash step. Before landing, Zhang Shi threw a few wooden boards on the ground. He landed steadily on the wooden boards.

Sure enough, the wooden boards increased Zhang Shi's force area, and he did not fall into the ground like a quagmire.

Zhang Shi stabilized his body, then pulled Ge Dalong and exerted force suddenly, but despite his full strength, Ge Dalong's sinking body was not pulled out at all. In a hurry, Zhang Shi chopped the ground with a knife, but he didn't expect that the ground, which was originally like a rolling knife, was easily cut by Lao Duan. The ground felt pain and began to rise and fall violently again. Seeing this, Zhang Shi quickly swung his knife and cut all the ground around Ge Dalong, and then pulled him out with force.

Ge Dalong lay on the wooden board and pushed down the strange substance stuck to his body. To his surprise, the gelatinous substances stuck to his body turned into a pool of liquid mud and flowed back to the ground as soon as they left the ground, filling up that part of the gap.

Taking advantage of the ground shaking, the invisible threats were temporarily lifted. Zhang Shi came to his teammates and did the same thing to rescue everyone.

The strange thing was that the mysterious black shadow stood not far from the street and watched them quietly. It was not until Zhang Shi and his group were all out of danger and the tremors on the ground gradually subsided that the black shadow slowly walked towards the crowd.

Zhang Shi's eyes were sharp, staring at the opponent's every move, ready to fight at any time.

"Old Duan..."

The black shadow's voice was like the sound of mechanical friction, hoarse and sharp.

Did the other party recognize Old Duan?

Zhang Shi's nerves were even more tense. Although Old Duan was a mythical weapon given by the system, his various attributes were unknown. In his hand, it was just a kitchen knife that could cut iron like mud. The other party seemed to be able to communicate. If the other party recognized Old Duan, maybe he could learn about Old Duan's detailed attributes from him.

"Do you recognize him?"

Zhang Shi raised the kitchen knife. After experiencing one battle after another, Old Duan's blade was still not stained with any dirt, and it still looked like it had just been obtained.

"Come..."

The black shadow was frugal with words, and then turned around and walked towards the depths of the city on his own.

Zhang Shi nodded to everyone, and then hurriedly followed.

The black shadow was very familiar with the Fog City. He kept a moderate speed and led everyone through the city. He encountered several invisible beings along the way, but they were easily thrown away by the black shadow.

"Aren't you and those things on the same path?"

Zhang Shi asked, and the black shadow slowed down, as if organizing his words. After a long time, he gave an ambiguous answer.

"I guess so."

Zhang Shi didn't understand the meaning of his words, and asked again, but the black shadow no longer responded, just walking towards a goal on its own.

About half an hour later, the black shadow brought everyone to a dilapidated church.

The interior of the church was dim and solemn. On the ancient stained glass windows, mottled light and shadow projected strange patterns, as if it was a scene from another world. The air was filled with an old and mysterious atmosphere, which made people involuntarily feel awe.

Most importantly, there is light here!

The sky above the Fog City is not completely covered by fog. There are still a few gaps, and the sun shines through these gaps, bringing a few rare rays of sunshine to the entire dark city.

The black shadow stopped in the center of the church and slowly turned around. The eyes hidden under the cloak seemed to penetrate the darkness and looked directly at Zhang Shi and his party.

"Here, maybe I can give you the answer."

An old but gentle voice came from the inner room. What shocked Zhang Shi was that the man was speaking English. After a systematic translation, Zhang Shi understood the meaning of the words.

After a while, an old woman walked out slowly. She looked like a Westerner. She was leaning on a cane. The skin on her hand was dry and decayed. The fine lines on her hand seemed to be imprinted on her body as time went by.

The old woman stretched out her trembling hand, and the black shadow turned into a black light and merged into her body.

"Is it a puppet?"

Ge Dalong looked at the old woman with interest, and was very curious about her method.

"A kind of magic. If you want to learn it, I can teach you."

The old woman waved her hand, revealing the emerald green watch on her wrist, and motioned everyone to sit down on the bench. Zhang Shi saw that the old woman had no hostility, so he took the lead in sitting down. He had too many questions about this place, and for a moment he didn't even know where to start. Instead, the old woman spoke first.

"You are outsiders, right? How long have you been in this world?"

Zhang Shi and others looked at each other and immediately determined that this old woman was definitely not a monster or NPC refreshed by the system.

No one answered, and Ge Dalong exchanged information with Zhang Shi in a low voice.

"Her accent is very strong, and her words are very strange, just like... well, like she is speaking classical Chinese."

Zhang Shi nodded, indicating that he understood, and then took off the watch and showed it to the old woman.

"We just got here not long ago. Compared to these, I want to know where your watch came from? And how do you recognize Lao Duan?"

The old woman took off the watch and gently stroked it, as if reminiscing.

"I know you have a lot of questions, don't worry, I will answer them one by one for you."