Bai Ya almost lost consciousness for a moment.
He was transfixed, and not just by sight. A powerful mental disturbance came oncoming, almost destroying all wills wherever it went. Bai Ya stood there in shock, looking at the incredible face in front of him.
What the fuck is this? The face looks human but not human, and it is unclear whether it is alive or dead. Are those scars rotten or festering? His left eye multiplied into three, piercing red like the right eye, with black whites. The multi-faced half of the face looked like it was dry and cracked, or it looked like it was soaked in water. No one would want to touch it anyway. The eyes are irregular, squeezing each other in a limited area, slightly deformed, and their respective lines of sight seem to be independent. The corner of the right eye, which is close to the human eye, is covered with fine, translucent black scales. I don’t know if it’s due to the lack of light here or because of this. The red mouth that originally belonged to humans is too dark, and the faded and pale lips make the inside black. The fangs on his upper jaw protruded slightly from his lips, and his grin was like a scar on the scorched earth.
what is this? What the hell is this? There is a feeling that I want to vomit but can't vomit out... The reason why a monster is a monster is because of its inhuman qualities. And what should we call such a monster with typical human characteristics? It's more terrifying than a complete monster. Different from the Musical Sky, at least it is a huge thing that makes people feel that it should be beyond cognition; also different from the Yasha, at least those distortions can be traced, and they all have the characteristics of the underwater creatures that people have seen. .
The scream brought him back to reality. He took a step back and turned his head sharply, not sure whether the scream belonged to a man or a woman. He only saw an even more terrifying sight: that "wall" was alive, with a heartbeat and a pulse, and it was moving...slowly. Moreover, the fine black arms and legs that make up it began to turn over, revealing a gray-white part, which was actually covered with dark red circles - if it was really an octopus-like tentacle, it should be the suction cup part. But this is different, they are a terrestrial life form...or part of a life form. Jun Aoyan was so close that she could even see the tiny scales on the black part. But unlike the scales of fish, they do not reflect light. Instead, they make the texture of the tentacles look rough, making them look and feel like the skin of an animal such as a lizard.
Her body leaned back slightly, as if she was ready to retreat at any moment. But she didn't, because Liu Shenghan was too close, too close to see the changes in the entire wall. But Aoyan didn't have enough courage to rush over and pull her back. Shenghan noticed something special. She climbed on it and concentrated on approaching the broken blade at a height of less than one person from the ground.
What is she looking for? Aoyan didn't know and didn't dare to look. She looked around, feeling dizzy. The obviously spacious room felt oppressive and cramped at this time, and the walls, floor, and dome all seemed to be squirming, as if the passage they walked through was a long and narrow snake body that had been completely swallowed into its belly. Every time I blink, I feel like everything in front of me rises and falls with my breathing. This illusion is frightening and makes my legs weak.
"Chu Tianhe..."
Bai Ya quickly drew his sword towards him, only to find that Priest Chu was still the same as before - a normal, ordinary, human male. He was a little surprised, took a step back, and looked at him worriedly:
"Young Master Bai? What are you..."
Bai Ya put down the knife in a daze. What was that just now...? Is it an illusion? It's not impossible that the soul-destroying incense has eroded his nerves. At the moment, his insight, judgment, and reaction are all affected by
A serious impact has been reached. What should he do? What should he believe? Can he still believe in himself?
he does not know.
"What are you doing!" Jun Aoyan shouted at Sheng Han, "Stay away from these things!"
Liu Shenghan turned a deaf ear. She tried to pull out the broken blade stuck in the wall, using all her strength. Her hand was cut by a sharp blade, and bright red blood flowed out. Although she didn't feel pain, when the blood touched the fine tree roots or arms and legs on the wall, they twisted locally like insects dripping with vinegar, and the blood penetrated and disappeared.
Someone was nailed to it.
The moment she saw it clearly, Jun Aoyan couldn't breathe, and even the hand holding the knife lost strength. Mo Dao suddenly fell to the ground, making a clear "snap" sound, reminding her to pick up the knife again immediately. Liu Shenghan waved a few strokes, causing the densely covered arms and legs to slowly retreat as if they were receiving an electric shock. Then she pulled the person inside in vain, moaning almost begging, and kept saying:
"Wake up...Oh my god, wake up, please wake up quickly!!"
Jun Aoyan finally understood - someone was controlled and unconscious here, and Baisha's broken blade was the key to sealing that person here.
Who is that?
It was a woman... Was she the one who died here after fighting the Python God? Is she still alive? Jun Aoyan felt trembling. Because, she discovered that the branches that she mistakenly thought belonged to the wall actually came from her body. Part of her body turned into a tree, entangled with those strange arms and legs.
They were feeding off of her.
Qi Huan looked at Bai Ya helplessly, as if asking him for a solution. But how does he know? The top priority is to save people, this is obvious. But at this moment, Qi Huan's pupils suddenly dilated and he screamed in Bai Ya's direction.
"——Chu Tianhe!"
Bai Ya quickly turned around and saw that frightening face again.
Not an illusion.
The "Great Priest" let out a creepy laugh, like gravel colliding with each other in a coal mine.
"What do you want him to do?" His jagged claws covered his face and slid from top to bottom, as if peeling off a mask that had long since fallen off. "To listen to the cries of the dying person?"
He - its sound was too weird, more than just an echo rolling in a small space. It was as if there were two voices, one was an ordinary male gentle voice belonging to Chu Tianhe himself; the other was hoarse, with a wheezing sound as if his throat had been scratched, an ancient and ancient voice that did not belong to this time and space. Long. It seems to come from the ancient times, with a sense of history that cannot be looked back on; it seems to come from the distant future, with a sense of arrogance that cannot be looked directly at. The two are like a whole, coming from different times, different spaces, and different forms of one body, making it impossible for people to recognize them. There is also a subtle, incomprehensible but real time difference between the two sounds, but no matter how you listen to it, you can't tell the difference. They stagger and merge, like ripples that progress and collide with each other, echoing and stacking in another space, refracting into the terrifying landscape called reality.
kill him. This was the first thought in Bai Ya's mind. Although Chu Tianhe's own will was not clear, there was no need for the monster that occupied his body and made such a statement to live. It is dangerous, the kind of instinctive fear of danger that will burst out in anyone who sees its appearance or hears its voice.
It would be best if there was no need to even know of its existence.
Kill it.
Without any hesitation, Bai Ya stabbed his chest with the knife, but encountered an indescribable resistance after penetrating the human body. It's like what you feel when you stretch out your arm and open your palm in a strong wind, and then there is such a force that becomes the buffer of the blade. The knife seemed to have penetrated, but it seemed not to have penetrated a void, a barrier stronger than the tension of water, or it might have only touched its outer layer. Bai Ya added two more points of strength. The black blade did not penetrate too far, but his hand began to tremble slightly.
A kind of heat climbed up from his chest, gripping his blade like a hand. The black scimitar seemed to have been tempered by high temperatures, and its white-red brilliance slowly spread upwards. The elbows, wrists, knees and other joints of "Chu Tianhe" were bent in an extremely unnatural way, accompanied by a clicking sound when the bones were broken. With his inhuman appearance, he twisted his body into an inhuman angle until he completely turned over, as if he was facing Bai Ya.
There was no blood overflowing from his chest, but instead there was a kind of fire spreading. It was not an open flame, but burning embers that began to spread from the blade, gradually eroding and burning his clothes. The cloth turned into invisible powder, accompanied by red and black particles slowly flying from the wound, like sparks popping out of the stove, but more agile than them. Until the big hole in his chest was fully revealed.
Like... the shape of the eyes, or the mouth? But no matter what it is, this cave is erected on the chest. There is a row of sharp gray-white arc-shaped cones protruding from both sides. Are those teeth, or bones? It looked like if Bai Ya stabbed the knife deeper, the huge hole would close, and his arm would be torn off with claw-like teeth.
"Where is Chu Tianhe?" Bai Ya pressed against the knife.
"Chu Tianhe?" he asked, "Is that an important person?"
"...I want to see what kind of monster you are."
Bai Ya was vicious. His eyes became what they were before - black whites and white pupils.
The yin and yang are disordered, and the chaos is not yet opened, and "reason" is nurtured and bursts out in this.
"You dare?"
He ignored the sneer. But the next moment he saw a dazzling light - a dazzling black light that could not be seen directly.
Black... light?
"Candlelight——"
Qi Huan rushed up and pushed Bai Ya away. The two fell to the ground, and Bai Ya immediately used the Youying White Blade to prop himself up. He yelled at Qi Huan angrily: "What are you doing!"
"You don't want your life!"
The two turned around and saw that Zhuzhao Black Blade seemed to be pushed in by an invisible hand...or pulled in by something inside. So the blade should have completely passed through his body, but it didn't, the blade completely disappeared. The monster was still smiling, as if the wound on his face called the mouth was caused by the arc. He raised one hand, and Bai Ya's other knife suddenly came out of his hand, as if he had been summoned by the black blade. Then, as if it was some kind of demonstration or some kind of provocation, the humanoid monster stretched out its long black tongue and licked the blade without being injured. On the contrary, in the center of the pure black tongue, there was also a red eye that stared at them closely.
Then, he raised his head and his throat cracked, as if a mortal body could not withstand some huge magic power. But he didn't care, he just raised the knife with both hands, opened his mouth, and slowly swallowed it into his belly.
"thanks for treatment."
He lowered his eyebrows and raised his eyes, his expression like a poppy slowly withering away.
