After leaving the dwarf's potion room, the road ahead seemed increasingly dark. The mist was lingering, and the flashlight beam seemed to be blocked by something, and it could only illuminate a few steps ahead.
"Boss, why do I feel...it seems to be getting darker here."
Hearing the slightly uneasy voices of his subordinates, the leader suddenly stopped.
In fact, from the beginning, he also felt this way, as if he was in an endless sea of darkness. Every time he moved forward, he felt like he was descending, falling bit by bit towards the distant seabed.
"Is it because the environment is too depressing that I have an illusion?"
The leader glanced around, and it was only then that he really thought about the origin of this feeling.
The environment has not changed. What has been changing is something else.
"It's a flashlight."
He raised the flashlight and looked at the beam of light that had dimmed a lot without realizing it, frowning.
In order to ensure that there would be no errors during use, I had clearly checked before taking action, but now, what happened?
The flashlight in front of me looked like it had just been dug out of a trench. All the frosted surface had fallen off, revealing the rusty paint inside that looked like it had been soaked in rainwater.
At the lens, most of the bright wicks have been extinguished, leaving only a few that are still holding on tenaciously.
This flashlight.
No.
Is it that all of our flashlights are constantly wearing out due to some unknown reason?
The leader's eyes moved slightly and suddenly moved to the pistol. Although the light was dim, it was still not difficult to see the new mottled paint marks on the surface of the gun body.
"Stop!"
He immediately stopped the team's progress, turned around, and his expression looked a bit ferocious in the dim light: "Check the integrity of the equipment and tools on each person!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the team leader looked at the position of the communication device on his waist. However, the indicator light that was still working before did not know when it stopped flashing, as if it was dead.
"F**k!"
He pulled it off and threw it to the ground.
"It's broken, it's all broken! There's something wrong here! No equipment or tools on us can escape the erosion of that thing!"
"We shouldn't have taken the initiative to go deep in the first place!"
Everyone else was frightened by this sudden scene. Seeing their boss's appearance, they had no choice but to ask cautiously:
"Then boss, we can't enter from the front now, and there's no place to retreat from behind. What should we... do?"
"Go back to the potions room."
The leading man only replied with four simple words, then stood up and quickly turned back.
What a hell place! Fuck Cole KS maze! As the man walked, he kept cursing in his heart. At this time, he couldn't control the taboo of not turning back.
He just wanted to return to the safe potion room as soon as possible, and then wait, wait, wait until dawn, wait until the apostle realized that several of his people were missing, and then brought people to check.
As long as...as long as that adult solves the problems caused by the price of skills, he will definitely be able to break through this maze and save himself!
rustle!
The dim flashlight flashed continuously, and after the rage gradually subsided, the man, whose heart was filled with endless fear due to the darkness, ran along the path in despair, even turning a deaf ear to the calls of his subordinates behind him.
"Boss! Boss...where are you going...that's not to get rid of the devil..."
In the living room, looking at the leader man who had separated from his subordinates on the screen, Gao Yi looked at a special event on the tablet and couldn't help but smile.
——
[The road that does not exist]
As you retreat in the maze, you suddenly find that the original one-way route has become two!
You hesitate, because they all look exactly the same, and you can't even find any difference in the scene layout. The only thing that allows you to distinguish them is the traces you may have left when you came.
So you choose:
→[The road with obvious traces]
→[The road with no obvious traces]
——
This incident has two different branches.
Gao Yi first looked at "the road with no obvious traces" and found that this was the correct answer. As long as he took this road, he could safely return to the dwarf's potion room.
What about the other one with obvious traces?
Gao Yi clicked in.
Another incident followed.
——
[Headless virtue]
You arrive at a quiet flower garden. It looks like no one has been there for a long time. There are spreading vines and mossy rocks everywhere.
In the middle of the garden, you find more than a dozen pale sculptures. They are riding horses, holding spears high, as if they are hunting something. Their shapes are unusual and full of impact.
At this moment, you suddenly realize that none of them have heads.
“Sculptures shouldn’t have heads.”
You recall what a famous sculptor once said: "It is both a beauty and a pity that we think about it and cannot let it think about us."
→ [Get closer and figure out the meaning of the action]
→[Stay far away, you always feel like something is staring at you]
——
This time, Gao Yi didn't even need to click on it. He also knew that this was another fatal situation designed by the bad embryo Piper. The headless horsemen he had seen before must have come from this secret room.
In other words.
These sculptures – they are all alive!
…
"what happened?"
In the darkness, the leader of the group ran quickly, looking at the increasingly deep road ahead. An inexplicable uneasiness began to sweep through his body: "Obviously this is the right road, why do I feel like this... "
Every plant and tree in front of me exudes a sense of strangeness from the inside out.
And at some point, the footsteps behind him also disappeared, and several of his men didn't follow them at all. Where did they go?
On the path, the traces of trampling became more and more obvious. The man found a withered flower, with its leaves decaying like this, standing quietly in the dim light of the flashlight.
rustle……
He turned the flashlight beam, and then saw the second flower, the third flower, the fourth flower... For a moment, countless ruins came into view, paving the road ahead.
The path finally came to its end. It was not a potion room, but a nursery.
The dead flowers and leaves covered the ruins and broken walls. As the leader walked, he raised his dull flashlight and scanned the scenes in front of him.
The more he saw, the more he couldn't help but imagine what the nursery would have looked like before:
Long before the sun has set, the light will pass through the door and fall among the flowers and leaves in the garden. The misty water vapor will jump up with the fountain and wet the canary birds passing low in the sky. The ground flew to the plain white side of the marble...
Click.
The leader of the group suddenly stopped and stared blankly at the headless sculpture in front of him under the flashlight.
This is……
They ride on headless horses, with their bodies held high and in different postures, like the gods in the spring hunt, unscrupulously spreading the beauty and terror from the inside out.
Boom!
Thunder suddenly exploded overhead, illuminating the entire nursery.
And behind the light, there is darkness that lasts for a long time.
He found that his flashlight suddenly went out!
(End of chapter)
