The mist filled the air layer by layer, as if a layer of silver yarn had been formed.
The mist is stirred from time to time, as if being moved by a pair of invisible mysterious hands, as if some terrifying monster is dormant behind the mist.
At this time, in another direction opposite to Fangzheng, in a dark building, bang!
A scorched black mummy was thrown on the ground with a muffled sound.
It was the upper body of the corpse king.
In the dim building, on the desolate and ruined stone wall, there is a black figure stretched infinitely. The owner of the figure, with a mask of the Yellow Immortal Stone on his face, is the linker who stole the corpse king's body.
At this moment, the linker was squatting beside the corpse king's corpse. The fingertips of his right hand seemed to be lightly slicing the palm of his left hand, but they easily cut open the flesh of the palm, and large streams of bright red blood flowed from the wound rolled to both sides. flowing out.
Tick-tick-tick... The dark red blood kept falling on the charred and carbonized face of the corpse king, who opened in pain and roared silently in resentment.
At this time, the mask of the Yellow Immortal Stone in the darkness is particularly ghostly and eerie in the dark world.
The linker uses blood as a curse.
He began to draw ancient spells twisting like earthworms one after another around the body of the corpse king. As the linker drew more and more spells, the originally extremely quiet, quiet and dim building slowly began to There was a rustling sound.
Listen carefully, it sounds like someone walking in the dark.
Listening carefully again, it sounded like a scream of pain.
But if you listen carefully, the voice doesn't seem to come from a single person, there are many people gathered in the darkness...
These voices are very slight, as if someone is lying next to your ear and whispering softly, but if you listen carefully, you can't hear anything clearly.
As time passed, the linker drew more and more spells on the ground, and the soft whispering voice that was originally whispering began to resound more and more.
"Suoha... Kabo (bò) Tuo Nie... 嚩 (pó) 唎儞 (nǐ) Maya... 醯 (xī) 墀 (chí) night, 醯墀 night, 醯墀 night..."
The whispering sound became louder and louder, as if there was an inexplicable existence in the air, who was reciting the scriptures... But there was obviously no one around, but the scriptures in the air were still getting louder and louder.
Faintly, I seem to see many transparent lights and shadows, and I start to walk around in the dark building, but these lights and shadows are too faint, and in addition to the haze brought by the darkness, I can't see whether these lights and shadows look like people...
I can only see these lights and shadows hovering like evil spirits, as if they want to rush out and appear in the human world. But there is an invisible barrier that isolates these lights and shadows. These lights and shadows can only stare at the world greedily and viciously, wandering around violently, unable to break through the invisible invisible barrier.
The sound of footsteps in the darkness that I heard at first came from these lights and shadows.
At this time, the ground, the wall, the remaining stone tables, stone benches, and stone pillars have been filled with blood curses written by the linker.
The linker didn't seem to care that the blood in his body was draining dry, he was still concentrating on writing spells one after another, wearing a face under the mask of the Yellow Immortal Stone, no one could see what kind of expression it was , and no one can see clearly whether the linker is pale due to excessive bleeding... It can only be seen that the linker is still using blood as a medium to continue to describe the next spell.
At this time, the surrounding blood curse has covered the entire confined space, and those ethereal and illusory lights and shadows began to be forced, and the range of activities became narrower and narrower.
When the light and shadow finally touched a blood curse on the ground, the light and shadow disappeared, and then the blood curse actually turned into a ball of conscious blood, actively flowing towards the corpse king's corpse in the center of the blood curse.
The moment the two touched each other...
Chi!
There was an ancient blood-colored spell on the body of the corpse king, as if a piece of red-hot iron had been branded on the flesh in the air, making the sound of scalding flesh... The scarlet blood-colored spell on the brand happened to disappear on the ground. The blood curse that was broken!
Next, more and more lights and shadows began to touch the blood curse on the ground, walls, and stone pillars. More and more lights and shadows disappeared, and then turned into balls of flowing blood, branded on the body of the corpse king.
The weird scene in front of me seems to be a very ancient ritual or sacrifice, with an evil nature.
Just when the sacrifice was at its most critical moment, and finally, the last blood curse on the ground was also imprinted on the body of the corpse king, suddenly, a crack was torn open in the dome of the building that was originally a confined space without warning.
The crack is like the crack of heaven in the blessed land, or the opening of a mysterious door with great power behind the door. It is a dark world. A bamboo hat, a coir raincoat, and a bone figure are sitting on the bow, holding each other. The little clay figurines were then thrown into the waves of the Taotao River. In the end, these clay figurines all turned into a single person, and went ashore from the bottom of the river, their faces gradually faded away with a numb expression.
call!
There was a strong wind in the building out of thin air.
Time passed... The figure in the bamboo hat and coir raincoat, who finally squeezed the soil, began to shake the oars. The boat slowly approached the crack and was about to descend.
The linker is still concentrating on what he is doing, as if he is unaware of the outside world, as if he doesn't see the cracked portal on the dome above his head, or the boat in the dark world behind the portal.
At this time, the linker, after the last blood curse was branded on the body of the corpse king, walked to the side of the corpse king's body, hugged the head of the corpse king with two hands, and pressed deeply with two thumbs. In the eye sockets of the corpse king.
puff! puff!
Two eyeballs exploded on the spot.
The next scene was even more treacherous. I saw the runes imprinted on Shiwan's body began to sink into the corpse king's body one by one. Then, a black liquid mysterious substance flowed along the two eye sockets where the eyeballs were crushed. , Drilling into the two thumbs of the linker.
The black liquid moved quickly all the way, passing through the wrists, arms, climbing up the neck, mask, and finally all got into the two eyeballs behind the linker's mask.
Although I don't know what conspiracy the linker is going to have, but looking at the scene in front of him, it is not difficult to guess that the linker is sucking up the corpse king.
At this time, the two eyes of the linker began to gradually blacken... At this time, the boat behind the crack was almost at hand, and the figure in the bamboo hat and coir raincoat on the boat had also stood up.
A skeletal hand slowly protruded out of the crack, and it was about to catch the linker... At this moment, the black liquid no longer flowed out from the eyes of the corpse king, and the linker's two eyes, It was also completely blackened, leaving only black pupils and no whites.
Peng!
The body of the corpse king exploded into powder, and was crushed by the link teacher.
Deceive the master and destroy the ancestors to connect the master!
The lineman's completely blackened eyes finally raised his head and looked at the boat behind the crack.
At this moment, the cracks in the dome disappeared, the boat disappeared, the skeleton man in the hat and coir raincoat disappeared, and everything returned to the real world, and the wind gust just now disappeared.
The boat, the figure of the bamboo hat and coir raincoat retreated back to the dark world behind the crack.
(end of this chapter)