The blood was still dripping, but the cold aura coming from the ghost painting was getting stronger and stronger.
Not falling into Cartmill's trap does not mean that the crisis is over. In fact, it has just begun.
Alice in the painting is still turning around, but it seems that she will never be able to turn around. Only the cold atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger, and gradually forms a gray mist that gradually spreads out.
Yuan Chenfei quickly released a battle pet and threw it towards the ghost painting. The battle pet flew away with claws and teeth. The moment it approached the gray fog, its body quickly decayed, as if it had experienced a thousand years of time and was rapidly weathered at that moment. ,withered.
What method is this
A battle pet was killed in an instant
Yuan Chenfei was shocked.
As expected, it is an unreasonable existence on the mysterious side, and its attack is completely incomprehensible.
The decaying fog has begun to spread from the inside of the painting, extending outward. Wherever it passes, it first loses all color, turns into gray like dust, and then turns into dust. Fortunately, the speed of spreading is not very fast. Fast.
Yuan Chenfei knew that he had to find a solution within a limited time.
At that moment, the first thought that came to Yuan Chenfei's mind was: This existence was not something he could resist.
Cartmill did not bring himself in just to see himself show off his power, so defeating it was not the right choice.
Just escape!
At this thought, Yuan Chenfei quickly rushed towards the door.
He just pulled the door, but with his strength, he couldn't open it.
Locked in
Realizing that this room could not be broken open with brute force, Yuan Chenfei looked around.
Since Cartmill does everything according to the rules, and Alice in front of her is an insoluble object, then there must be a way to escape from this room.
He hadn't noticed before, but now that he had a panoramic view of the room, Yuan Chenfei finally noticed something was wrong.
On the wall opposite the door, there is a sign with a line of words written on it.
The characters are written in Chinese.
In a room with obvious European medieval features, Chinese characters were hung. Yuan Chenfei immediately confirmed that this was a clue.
Because the rules must be valid for everyone, but not every professional understands foreign languages, so leaving clues in other languages means that it is invalid for some people, and it also means unfair.
The sign reads, "A locked heart can only be opened by the blood of a loved one."
"A locked heart? The blood of a beloved?" Yuan Chenfei looked at the painting again.
There was nothing about the painting in the notes, but Yuan Chenfei could still see something from the painting.
The male corpse lying on the ground was completely naked. Although Alice couldn't see the side of her face clearly, she could still see a line of tears flowing down her face.
The man she killed might also be the man she loved.
The blood of a loved one…
Yuan Chenfei lowered his head and looked at the ground.
The blood in the painting is still dripping and falling on the ground, forming a real existence.
So, the blood is the key to the door
Yuan Chenfei thought.
But how can we get blood
Yuan Chenfei noticed that the corrosive fog was permeating the air, but it floated in the air but did not sink.
In other words, if you lie down on the ground and crawl over, it is possible to walk through the mist and get blood.
But what if the guess is wrong
If the fog sinks, you will die.
Looking around, Yuan Chenfei decided to take a chance.
He lay on the ground and crawled forward slowly. Seeing the gray fog getting closer and closer, Yuan Chenfei's sense of crisis became more and more intense.
Ever since he had super-sensing, Yuan Chenfei has always been more sensitive to crises.
But at this moment, his super-sensing was ineffective.
The reason is simple: the crisis is obvious.
Crisis itself exists. Yuan Chenfei knows whether there is super-sensing or not. In this case, not even the super-sense could tell him whether there was a new crisis. Because super-sensing can only tell him that there is danger, but it cannot tell him how many dangers there are and what they are.
In other words, even super-sense is useless.
Cartmill's design is really...
etc.
Yuan Chenfei was shocked.
Since Cartmill has designed the trap to this extent, how can the clues be so obvious
He looked at the sign again, at the words on the sign, then at the blood dripping on the painting, and at Alice slowly turning around on the screen...
Suddenly he found that the scene in front of him was so familiar.
An inexplicable feeling of familiarity came to mind.
what happened
Where did the familiarity come from
This is the first time I have entered this room. Why does it feel familiar
Yuan Chenfei was confused.
The gray mist was getting closer and closer, already spreading half of the room.
In other words, there is not much time left for Yuan Chenfei.
Yuan Chenfei looked around, eager to find new clues, but there were no new clues anywhere in the room. Apart from the words on the sign, there was no hint at all. And judging from the speed at which this desperate situation was launched, it was impossible to leave too complicated clues.
Because if the opportunity to escape is at the other end of the room, in the fog-filled area, that means there is no chance of survival at all.
etc…
Yuan Chenfei suddenly realized something.
Theoretically, as long as there is a chance to escape, this chance should always exist before the gray fog spreads to the entire room.
In other words, it cannot be on the other end of the mural, but should only be on this end. This in itself is contrary to blood.
Yuan Chenfei turned to look behind him, but there was nothing behind him.
He quickly groped the wall, but couldn't find any mechanism either.
The gray fog continues to spread and is getting closer.
Could it be said that the only way to get blood is from under the gray fog
He stared at the gray fog and the painting.
The sense of crisis in his heart became stronger and stronger, and Yuan Chenfei knew that his time was running out.
But where are the clues
How can I leave this room
Alice on the screen is still turning.
She finally turned around, revealing a beautiful, sad and desperate face.
Come to think of it, the moment she killed the person she loved, her own heart was already dead, right
But as she turned, the person she was looking at was no longer the corpse on the ground, but Yuan Chenfei.
The moment their eyes met, Yuan Chenfei felt as if the other person had come to life, as if he could hear her voice of resentment.
"Why? Why do you want to hurt me like this?"
"My dearest love, I can't imagine how hopeless it is to live without you."
"You gave me the source of life, but you destroyed it with your own hands."
"You killed my heart, and I will take everything from you!"
There was no sound, but this sad and low murmur echoed in Yuan Chenfei's heart. The final voice of a sad and desperate woman echoed in his heart over and over again.
The gray mist spreading across the room was the embodiment of her despair. In her heart, everything was ashes.
Wait, everything in her heart is ashes
"Atrium! This is her atrium." Yuan Chenfei suddenly woke up as if he had a clear understanding.
The locked heart is not just a metaphor, it is a real thing.
This is correct, but what seems to be missing
Yuan Chenfei looked at Alice and suddenly felt that this scene was extremely familiar.
The strong sense of familiarity became stronger and stronger in my heart.
The gray fog spread closer and closer.
Yuan Chenfei seemed to have forgotten everything and just stared blankly into Alice's eyes.
Suddenly he lay down.
lie on the floor.
It's like giving up everything.
But his eyes were still bright, and he looked at Alice with great excitement in his heart.
"I understand!" he exclaimed with joy.
He finally saw that the scene at this moment was exactly the same as in the painting.
This room is the same as the one in the painting. This is not surprising. The only difference is the people.
But now, when Yuan Chenfei is lying on the ground, the picture formed is really the scene in the painting just now.
The scene in the painting was actually played out in this room. Alice was still the same Alice, but the male corpse lying on the ground became Yuan Chenfei himself.
That is to say…
Am I the one Alice loves the most
This may sound ridiculous, but it's closer to the truth.
The blood dripping in the painting and the writing on the card are all misleading, but not entirely.
Everything in the painting shows what is happening in reality, that is to say, you can open the door with your own blood.
Yuan Chenfei sat up immediately and rushed to the door.
The gray fog spreads and is extremely close.
Yuan Chenfei cut his hand and smeared it on the door.
The door didn't open.
invalid
Yuan Chenfei felt cold in his heart.
how come
This is impossible!
This doesn't make sense.
Looking back at the painting, the blood of the male corpse in the painting was still gurgling, dripping from the painting to the ground.
"Maybe... it's not enough, or maybe..."
Yuan Chenfei gritted his teeth and stabbed himself in the heart.
This knife stabbed hard, piercing the chest and piercing the heart. If it were an ordinary person, this knife might have killed him on the spot, but Yuan Chenfei's vision only went black, and his whole body was shaking with pain.
Blood gushed out like a fountain and splattered on the door.
The door still didn't open, blood was spilled on the door and flowing downward.
At the same time, the gray mist was getting closer and closer, spreading through the door and touching Yuan Chenfei's shoulder. Yuan Chenfei's clothes turned into fly ash.
At this moment, a drop of blood dripped from the door and fell to the ground. The ground suddenly glowed with light.
Click.
The door lock was unlocked.
"hiss!"
Seeing the door open, Alice in the painting actually let out an extremely angry hiss.
The hissing sound penetrated into Yuan Chenfei's brain like a magic sound. Yuan Chenfei's vision went dark, and the gray mist had infected his arms. Yuan Chenfei's arms made a tingling sound, and his flesh and blood instantly corroded.
Sihu's divine power exploded, Yuan Chenfei withstood the terrifying scream of the banshee, slammed his right shoulder against the door, and rushed out of the room as the door opened.
Without looking at the surroundings, Yuan Chenfei raised his knife and cut off the part of himself that touched the gray mist, cutting off a large piece of flesh on his arm.
boom!
The door is closed.
Everything was calm again.