The densely stacked skeletons came from different creatures. They were stacked and staggered, and the bones were covered with a layer of blue-gray. The wind was blown out from the gaps in the bones.
Before Ye Qingtang got close, she felt a strong dead air blowing from behind the bone wall.
The wind couldn't tell what it felt like, it wasn't the bone-piercing cold of the extremely cold ice field, it was just slightly cool, but the coolness seemed to penetrate the skin and flesh of the clothes and spread to every part of the body.
"This is... the cemetery of the true god?" Ye Qingtang looked up at the bone wall, which was more than ten meters high, stretching across her eyes, blocking the road ahead.
"You also saw this in the illusion?" The little white tiger looked at the bone wall in front of him, and the death qi spreading on the bone wall was completely different from the death qi on the undead.
It was obviously silent, but within that silence, it seemed that there were countless dead souls howling and howling.
It is the sound that the ears can hear, and that sound is more like penetrating the soul.
Ye Qingtang shook her head.
In the illusion, she only saw the God of Cursing falling here, and after that, the God of Cursing left this place, and after that, she had no idea what became of the True God Cemetery.
"That...the bones of the cursed god are behind this bone wall?" Little White Tiger asked.
Ye Qingtang wasn't sure either, she walked to the edge of the bone wall, the wind from the cracks in the bones lifted her hair, the coldness was like ice rain hitting her cheeks.
Unspeakably weird.
Even though everything in front of her was filled with the anger of death, Ye Qingtang would not back down either.
According to her memory of the phantom, the God of Curse fell not far behind the bone wall.
Only by destroying the bones of the cursed god can she leave this place.
At that moment, Ye Qingtang leaped and flew behind the bone wall, and the little white tiger followed immediately.
Flying into the air, Ye Qingtang's eyes widened involuntarily the moment her gaze fell behind the bone wall.
I saw that on the ground surrounded by the bone wall, there were corpses all over the ground...
It was a human race with gray faces, as if swallowed by the earth.
Most of their bodies were buried in the ground, crowded together, only the parts above the chest cavity were exposed, and their heads were stretched crookedly around their necks, as if they had been twisted off.
The earth within the bone wall was filled with countless people...
"It's like purgatory..." Rao, the little white tiger, couldn't help shaking his body when he saw the earth made of human bodies in front of him.
Ye Qingtang secretly took a deep breath, suppressed the fluctuations in her heart, and slowly raised her eyes.
In the very center, she suddenly saw a female body 100 meters high.
"The God of Cursing!" The moment Ye Qingtang saw the huge body, it suddenly overlapped with the appearance of the God of Cursing in the illusion.
It's just the god of curse in the phantom, and its size is no different from that of a normal person.
However, the God of Cursing in front of him has expanded dozens of times.
She just stood quietly on top of a pile of human corpses.
Her hands were crossed in front of her chest, her breathtaking eyes were quietly closed, there was no trace of blood on her skin, just like a stone elephant, it was dark gray.
In the hallucination, Ye Qingtang saw the God of Cursing lying in a pool of blood with her own eyes. That scene was completely different from the weird scene in front of her.