Yang Shu was able to make such a choice, mainly based on the fact that the lava slimes, stone statues, and ghosts he had found in the first three compartments before were all in line with the fire demons, gargoyles, and resentful demons that he had encountered in Chu Qiu's space later, and he had reason to believe that Mo Qiushui and the black ball of light should be in the same space.

Having prepared the necessary protective measures, the poplar began to think about the lighting.

"If we assume that the ability of that large light cluster is to emit black light, it should be illuminated by an ordinary light source. As he pondered, he pulled out a flashlight and flipped the switch.

There was no light, and he even had a feeling that the blackness in front of him was even thicker.

"So, isn't it a simple black light?" he took out the magic lantern he had used before, and injected the original magic power to activate it.

There was no light either, but his eyes felt a tingle, and he was sure that the feeling of blackness before was not an illusion.

Because even when it was pitch black, he could tell with the naked eye that the color around his right hand holding the lantern was noticeably darker than elsewhere.

"If that light cluster doesn't emit black light, then what is it?," After speaking, he was stunned for a moment, "Yes, exchange light and darkness!"

"But where am I going to find something that emits darkness?" he frowned again at the thought of this.

Naturally, it is impossible for him to find something that can emit darkness, after all, in the normal understanding, darkness is nothing, not being.

But at this point, he couldn't give up because of such a small thing, so he could only bite the bullet and carefully grope his way forward in the dark.

After cultivating the original magic power, all aspects of his body's abilities have been greatly enhanced, and he has also received action training in the dark under Chu Qiu's hands, so it is not too difficult for him to walk in a straight line and count seconds in the dark.

“128。 Just as he had counted 128 seconds, the blade he had placed in front of him touched a hard object, presumably a wall.

"From the time I entered the black light to now, I have walked about 10 meters, so this space is not much different from the space where Chu Qiu and the others were before. He thought to himself.

Then he turned in another direction and continued on his way, and after a few steps he came across the wall, so he turned his back and set off again.

This time, 129 seconds later, his blade touched another wall.

"It's about ten meters from north to south, is this place a square area?Besides, why is it so quiet here, there is no sound at all?" Poplar had been in this space for so long, and he didn't hear a single voice other than himself, and felt very strange, he tried to shout softly, "Enthusiasm, enthusiasm?"

Then, he closed his mouth, stopped his movements, and listened to the sounds around him.

"I ······ In this. A faint human voice came, and the voice was erratic, making it difficult to tell the direction from which the voice came.

"Mo Qiushui is really here. Yang Shu was slightly happy in his heart, and hurriedly continued to shout: "Where are you?"

However, the voice was silent, and the vague response before that was like an auditory hallucination.

However, Yang Shu is activating the ability [Ice Heart] at this time, and has a high resistance to mental interference, and it is unlikely that there will be auditory hallucinations.

Just as Poplar pondered his next course of action for a while, and finally decided to move towards the center of this area, the image that had flashed in his mind reappeared.

Mo Qiushui fell to the ground, his life and death were unknown, and in front of his body was a black ball of light suspended in the air, while he was lying on the ground, half-propped up, holding a ruby that emitted light in his hand, and tried his best to hand the gem in the direction of the ball of light.

The foreboding in his heart suddenly intensified, and his heart seemed to be pressed against a lump of lead, which made people breathless.

"Why don't you continue walking along the wall?" he changed his mind, feeling a moment of relaxation and awareness of the problem, "No, this premonition is too frequent. ”

He thought back to his previous actions and saw what was wrong.

[Pseudo Fate]: Let things go in the direction of good luck, but maybe even greater bad luck will come in afterwards.

"Is it a side effect of [Pseudo Fate]? That is to say, my choice will bring me bad luck, so should I listen to this premonition and bring bad luck, or should I not listen to this premonition······ He was caught in a conflict and didn't know what to do.

Just as he hesitated, Mo Qiushui was also in a predicament.

"Level 1 Cleaner, codenamed Enthusiast, encountered an unknown lifeform during the mission to investigate the anomalous item PDCU-6332," Mo Qiushui said in a weak voice while groping his way forward in the same darkness as the poplar tree, "Through the detection of supernatural abilities and related instruments, it has been learned that the lifeform has the following characteristics: 1) it does not have a physical body, but needs to be parasitic on a fixed spatial location; Width, volume, area, etc.; 3. In the environment affected by it, information such as sounds and smells will be greatly suppressed, and the five senses will also become dulled; 4. Direct contact with the black light emitted by the creature will lead to the loss of supernatural energy······"

He bent down suddenly, coughed violently, and spat out a large mouthful of blood, mixed with unidentified pieces of tissue.

He wiped the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, straightened up, spoke again, and said in a weaker voice: "The process of energy loss is extremely slow and weak, difficult to detect, when the residual supernatural energy in the body is lower than a certain value, the internal organs will be affected by the spatial effect, and there will be varying degrees of damage. ”

In front of him, a black light wriggled, and after a burst of spatial fluctuations, a spatial rift appeared out of thin air, and a sharp claw covered with hideous scales stretched out of it, and then a deformed fish head poked out, and the eyes protruded on both sides of the face, also full of scales.

The fish-man quickly came out of the spatial rift, let out a strange cry of "Woo Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa", dragging the scaly feet with flippers and rushing forward, while stretching out his claws to grab Mo Qiushui, his posture was strange, and his movements were not fast, and it was easy to dodge without the cover of darkness.

However, Mo Qiushui, who was only a few steps away from the fish-man, didn't seem to hear the movement of the fish-man, and still held the walkie-talkie, constantly describing the abnormal situation here.

The fishman soon arrived at a meter in front of Mo Qiushui's body, its movements stagnated for a moment, as if it was tripped by something, and a trace of confusion appeared on its ugly face, but it was immediately replaced by a bloodthirsty hideous expression, and the fishy saliva dripped from the sharp teeth, and the claws stretched out vigorously, only one step away from Mo Qiushui's forehead.

With a gunshot, the fish-man fell, and a large hole in his chest penetrated his body.

Mo Qiushui held a tape recorder in his right hand, and in his left hand, a burst of smoke came from the muzzle of a Smith & Wesson M500 revolver.

"Damn, there's not enough Gang Qi left to set up a vigilance field nearby. Mo Qiushui leaned down, groped for the corpse of the fishman on the ground, and complained in a low voice.

After groping for a while, he withdrew his hand, took out the recorder again, and said: "In the area affected by this organism, there is a certain probability that the negative emotions in people's hearts will be transformed into physical creatures, and they will attack people, and the creatures that have been encountered so far are: Black Zombie, Resentful Spirit, Skeleton Soldier, ······"

He pondered for a moment before adding, "Deep Diver Fishman." ”

Near him, one spatial rift after another appeared, and strange creatures of different shapes showed their fangs.

And Poplar, after some hesitation, finally made up his mind.

"My life is up to me, not to God!" he said in a strong and middle-handed manner, "The manly man spits on a nail and says to go to the central area, and he will go to the central area." ”

Mid-2 +40

A faint gunshot rang into his ears.

"Huh, there's gunshots?" With some anxiety, he quickened his pace and left diagonally to the right.

Within a few steps, he felt an extremely small hissing sound of wind coming from his right ear, and he instinctively wanted to turn his head away from it, but before he could make a move, he was slapped on the energy armor of his head by a huge, furry palm.

Fortunately, after a recent period of cultivation, the energy level of the poplar tree is no longer the same as it was at the beginning, and the strength of the energy weapon has also increased significantly.

His body, before his palms could concentrate on his face, flew upside down, and after rolling on the ground a few times, he stood up, looked at the darkness in front of him, and became vigilant.

However, with no sound, no taste, no light, he was completely unable to capture the enemy's position.

He activated the solar-powered magic weapon contact lenses given by Li Yuhu, and the scene in front of him did not change.

"Trouble. He whispered, a little surprised, but not flustered.

He remembered a training session he had received before.

"Chu Qiu, what does combat training mean in an environment with limited perception ability?" asked Chu Qiu, who was holding a bottle of purple potion in the activity room.

"You'll find out later, come, you drink this medicine. Chu Qiu's face showed a rare smile.

"Can I not drink it?"

"Yes, then accompany me for unlimited combat training today. Chu Qiu replied with bad intentions, the smile on his face not diminishing.

"Okay. Yang Shu reluctantly took the bottle of potion, drank it in one gulp, and smashed it in his mouth, "Well, it tastes like taro, I like it." ”

As soon as the potion was in his stomach, his vision began to blur, there was a "buzzing" sound in his ears, and his nose was inexplicably plugged.

"Medicine, poisonous!" Before his eyesight completely faded, he shouted in despair as he looked at the afterimage left by Chu Qiu's punch in front of him.