The tunnel was much shorter than Zhou Yang had imagined.
Going diagonally down for about a hundred meters, it came to an end.
There are many guards in the tunnel, but unfortunately none of them can fight. Most of them fell under Zhou Yang's knife just after raising the staff.
As if cutting melons and vegetables all the way, he rushed out of the tunnel.
Outside the tunnel is a semi-circular platform, about a hundred square meters.
The platform is surrounded by a spherical glass cover, and on the edge is a row of electronic instruments in operation. The staff wearing the same black robes sit neatly behind the instruments and operate busy. Except for the color of the robes, the other places are simply sci-fi. It's exploding.
Outside the glass cover, there is a pitch-black space that does not know how far and far away. At a glance, there is no end in sight, but it seems to have suddenly left the world and came to a foreign land.
Everyone was working hard, and there was no time to even look back at Zhou Yang, who rushed in with a scream.
There was only one black robe, originally standing on the edge of the platform, looking out, and when he heard the sound, he slowly turned around, opening his arms as if greeting a long-awaited guest, "Welcome, Zhou Yang!"
I speak Russian.
Zhou Yang didn't stop, and rushed over, slashing with a knife.
The black robe body seemed to be weightless, and floated out in the direction where the knife was cut, hitting the glass cover at once.
The glass cover is broken.
The air from outside surged onto the platform.
Full of disgusting stench.
Following that, there were countless screams and painful moans.
Although hiding quickly, the black robe on his body was still chopped to pieces by Zhou Yang, revealing his true face.
The human head, human ears, and human mouth just don’t have a nose. A huge erect eye occupies all the positions from the forehead to the top of the lips, so that at a glance, the upper half of his face is just one. Eyes.
A white pupil Hongren's eyes, and many small whiskers sticking out from the eyeballs, dancing wantonly in the air.
Zhou Yang couldn't help saying, "How ugly!"
"Ugliness and beauty are just non-necessary knowledge of human beings based on low-level instincts. This kind of instinctual knowledge evolved for the purpose of reproduction is actually the biggest obstacle to human evolution toward a higher level!"
The one-eyed monster hung in the dark air, speaking loudly, not like speaking to Zhou Yang, but more like speaking to the whole world.
Zhou Yang didn't have any interest in listening, so he stood up, and the two swords turned into a flash of lightning, and rolled over fiercely.
"Don't you want to know why I know your name?" The one-eyed monster seemed to have a desire to express it, floating around avoiding Zhou Yang's blade, and still talking.
But fighting and talking, such a pretending posture, is obviously not suitable for this place.
Therefore, before this sentence was finished, it was cut into two pieces by Zhou Yang.
The voice of the one-eyed monster stopped abruptly.
It looked down at only half of its body, and then at Zhou Yang, his eyes were full of anger, "You are looking for a dead end..."
Another knife went down, this time the head and the upper body were home.
The upper body fell again, leaving only the head floating in the air. Because the eyes occupy most of the position, it now looks like the Eye of Fright.
"You don't understand..." The one-eyed monster still wants to speak.
Zhou Yang really admired it.
After being chopped down, there is only one head left, and I have to talk about it. What kind of chattering spirit is this
Of course, admired by admiration, he still slashed the head in half with a sharp knife.
A squishy thing jumped out of the cracked skull.
It turned out to be the eye that occupies most of the face.
Now it got rid of the shackles of its head, and ran out on its own, dragging a lot of tiny tentacles. Compared with the eye of fear, it was only short of the big mouth.
The escaped eyes are not nonsense this time, obviously it also realizes that there is no common language with Zhou Yang, a guy who does nothing, so he slid and rushed towards the boundless darkness.
Countless stars suddenly lit up in the darkness.
As if countless eyes were opened, staring straight at him.
Zhou Yang felt the indescribable fear and pressure. He couldn't help but breathe for a while, and fell back to the edge of the platform without holding it up.
There was a soft snap, and a few shadows fell on the platform.
That is the spear goblin and its hounds.
Originally, they had been stealthily exploring the whereabouts of the Eye of Fright, and at the same time, they were ready to sneak attack on the enemy.
However, because of Zhou Yang's speed like remnant clouds, they have not been able to come in handy and can only follow silently.
But now, they fell out.
The five hounds huddled together in fear and whimpered.
The spear-back evil spirit couldn't stand any longer, half-kneeling on the ground, his head held up with difficulty, staring into the darkness.
The face was distorted and changed shape because of the fear that could not be suppressed.
"Be careful, this is not a false god, it is a true god! This, this is impossible, how can there be a true god in the world, fundamentally, it can't accommodate..."
"Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang..."
A sharp voice full of anger sounded in the darkness, constantly calling Zhou Yang's name.
Zhou Yang stared at the darkness blankly, and slowly clenched the double knives in his hands.
What's in the dark
The black robes who had been sitting in front of the instrument and had been busy with their heads stopped one after another, stood up, walked towards the edge of the platform slowly like a puppet, and then fell off.
One, two, three... As if performing a silent pantomime of absurd horror.
As they jumped down, a light rose, like a floating surface, from bottom to top, swallowing all the darkness.
Faint, yellowish light.
But it is enough to illuminate the thing that is shouting in the dark.
Zhou Yang couldn't help holding his breath.
This is a natural reaction when people see that they are instinctively afraid.
It's like being afraid that breathing will startle this fearful thing and cause harm.
But in fact, whether you hold your breath or not, when that thing appears, it will definitely hurt you there!
This is a huge hole.
The walls are full of honeycomb-like caves.
The scarlet ** kept flowing down like a stream, like water, nourishing the only living thing in the center of the cave!
That is a huge tree!
It is hundreds of meters high.
It's just a corpse that makes up the tree body!
I don't know how many corpses are stacked in one place, forming the backbone of this giant tree.
The arms and legs were twisted together and entangled into auxiliary branches.
There are leaves on the branches and heads.
A giant tree made of a corpse, with human heads as leaves!
The expression on everyone's head is painful and hideous.
The screams and moans of pain that kept coming from them came from them.
Even the corpses that make up the trunk were squirming slightly.
And below the corpse tree, there should be the roots of the tree, there are more corpses, soaked in a sea of blood, layered on top of each other, I don't know how many, completely covering the ground and piled up into a hill.
The corpses in the mound were struggling weakly, dragging their broken bodies, slowly but firmly crawling towards the corpse tree.
The star-like light that lit up in the darkness just now was really just an eye.
The eyes were about the same shape and size as the one that ran away just now. I don't know that there are tens of thousands of them, flying up and down around the corpse tree.
And at the top of the corpse tree, there is a huge unmatched eye, huge mouth and tentacles, exactly the same as the eye of horror in the painting.
The only difference is that there is a thick tube attached to the corpse at the bottom of the frightened eye.
The ** with a faint red light was flowing along the meat tube to the eyes of horror.
Right now, this eye was staring at Zhou Yang, and he opened his mouth to drink, calling his name loudly, as if calling his soul.
With every call, Zhou Yang could feel the fear and pressure intensified. This fear and pressure penetrated into his body as a matter of fact, making his limbs stiff, making it difficult to stand upright, just like holding a gun. Kneel down toward each other like a ghost!
"I won't kill you!"
"I want you to see it alive!"
"Seeing your relatives, friends, lovers... all those who love, value, heartache... become a part of me, become my puppet..."
"I want you to live and never die, watching them suffer pain forever..."
"I want you to live, and the pain will last until the end of this pseudo-realm..."
The Eye of Fright was no longer called its name, and it issued a series of vicious curse-like screams, and the bitter hatred contained in it was chilling.
Zhou Yang was silent, staring at the eyes of horror blankly, but his thoughts were rapidly turning in his mind.
By seeing it with my own eyes, I know how powerful and terrifying this full version of Eye of Fright is.
This kind of strength is far more than the sum of all the enemies he has encountered in his previous life and this life.
Compared with this kind of existence, the powerful enemies he had faced in his previous life have all turned into jokes!
If he was able to stand in front of the eyes of horror according to his ability in his previous life, he would not even be able to stand firmly.
Now, he can still stand here, and he still has extra energy to think, all because of the power of the one-horned evil spirit.
Strong when it comes to strength!
Even standing in front of the eyes of horror, there is still no sign of weakness.
Power is surging in his body, and his will clearly tells him that if he is fully utilized, he can fight!
It's just that his current body hasn't been hammered, and he can't stand the full-scale explosion of the power of the one-horned evil spirit.
And because of the human instinct's inherent fear of the Eye of Fright, there are problems with the coordination of the body, which seriously affects his ability to move, and restricts the normal use of strength.
After thinking about it, he can only explode with a full blow!
So he needs a hit.
With this blow, even if it doesn't kill the Eye of Fright, it will be seriously injured!
Therefore, he needs to wait for the opportunity.
He has sinking his consciousness into his heart, and he hangs up an evil spirit in the sea of ghosts at will, presses it on the Yin Mountain, and only waits for the opportunity to throw this evil spirit out for use.
Now, what is needed is a distracting eye, no longer an opportunity to stare at him so closely!
This gaze of the Frightening Eye is obviously also a way of its attack.
Just the aftermath that came out was so oppressive that the spear-back evil spirit couldn't even straighten up!
And Zhou Yang, who was directly bearing this gaze, was almost unable to hold it.
Can't wait any longer!
Zhou Yang decided to take the risk and hit hard!
He retracted the two knives, and slowly grasped the heavy knives behind him.
There is only one chance!
One blow, see life and death!
When a black robe passed by Zhou Yang, he suddenly whispered: "I'll help you get his attention away!"
This sentence came so suddenly that Zhou Yang couldn't help being stunned.
These black robes are lining up to commit suicide under the pressure of the Eye of Fright, and this is the farthest one and the last one.
When he walked over, the line was slightly off, so he walked to Zhou Yang's side.
However, neither Zhou Yang nor Horrified Eye took this matter to heart.
Their level of confrontation is not something that an ordinary human being can blend in. What's more, under the weight of the Eye of Fright, an ordinary human being has long been overwhelmed by fear, and it is impossible to blend in.
Unexpectedly, this black robe would suddenly say this sentence.
Zhou Yang didn't move, he didn't even squint his eyes, still staring at the eye of horror tightly, his lips moved slightly, "How can you help me?"
"We made this thing. We have no way to stop it, but we secretly made some settings that are enough to hurt the foundation of this thing. I will jump down to trigger a reaction and give you a chance!"
The black robe's voice was hard, and under the weight of the eye of terror, it could hardly make a sentence, but after all, it was said.
He took off the hood on his head.
This was an old Russian man with pale hair, with knife-like wrinkles on his face.
"At this moment, I have been waiting for six years. You are what I see here, the only human who can stand under the gaze of the eye of fear and have the courage to attack!"
The old man obviously mustered up all the courage to say these words. Every time he spit out a word, more sweat would flow out of his face.
Every extra word is squeezed out of his last strength and courage!
But his eyes were extremely firm, but there was still a trace of regret, it seemed that there was something he couldn't let go of.
Zhou Yang seemed to see himself in front of the gate of Soul Yuetian.
Although there are all kinds of reluctance to give up, but after all, we have to throw everything away!
No one helped him at the time, and he was here!
"What can't you let go of, tell me, I'll help you!"
The old man was slightly startled, as if he could not believe it, but after all he was unwilling to give up this sudden glimmer of hope, and said with difficulty: "My granddaughter, my most beloved treasure, Ajelena Kovinrovna. Kvinrow, in Moscow, please help me see her and tell her my love for her will never change!"
He said, shaking his hands, and stuffed Zhou Yang with a shabby little black notebook.
"I can only fight for you one chance, seize him, for humanity, for yourself..."
"Also for Ajelena!" Zhou Yang said in a low voice.
The old man's fear disappeared, and a warm smile appeared, and his distorted gray face suddenly became radiant, "Yes, also for Ajelena, we must not let this monster rush into the world!"
Zhou Yang asked: "What is your name? I want to remember you!"
The old man grinned at him, suddenly threw off his black robe, and ran towards the edge of the platform.
Seeing his body, Zhou Yang's eyes shrank.
The old man's body is actually covered with eyes that keep opening and closing!
"My name is Andre, remember my name! Monster, die!"
The old man raised his head, yelled at the eye of horror, and jumped off the platform.
The eye of horror only shifted the light from the corner of his eye to the old man.
The old man's body was immediately distorted.
But the old man laughed happily and cast aside all fears.
Because of worry, so afraid.
Because of worry, so fearless!
A dazzling fire broke out from the old man's body.
His whole body was like a melting candle, instantly turning into a pool of flowing flames, falling into the pile of corpses at the roots of the tree.
There was a loud explosion.
The entire cave was engulfed by the erupting flame.
The corpse tree shook violently in the flames.
All the corpses screamed harshly, but they were full of indescribable joy!
The red ** in the flesh tube connecting the eye of horror and the corpse tree disappeared, and a flowing flame rushed up the tube.
A long dragon-like flame burst out from the big mouth of the Eye of Fright!
The eyes of the horrified eye finally moved to the flame below.
"Stupid and despicable crawler..."
With the movement of his eyes, the flames soaring into the sky were instantly suppressed, as if turning back in time, quickly retracting towards the bottom of the cave.
It's now!
Zhou Yang stood up, drew his sword, and broke out with all his strength!
Then there was a loud thunderbolt that blew up, causing the cave to buzz and tremble, and the walls cracked.
The eye of horror diverted his attention.
Among the huge pupils, Zhou Yang, who was rushing down in the sky, was reflected, carrying a thunderbolt-like sharp knife light!
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Starting today, we will work hard to make up for changes and add more changes.
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