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Gordon looked up at the owner of his finger, a fat female goblin with a straw skirt and angry eyebrows. She crossed her waist with one hand and pointed at Gordon with the other, and the fishy black juice kept dripping from the corners of her mouth and flowing onto her fat neck. The folds of the neck were squeezed into bloodshot circles, bright red, and shaped like jagged teeth.

Behind him, a thousand strange creatures lined up in a long winding line, all pointing fingers at Gordon and making a disgruntled noise.

At first glance, they are ugly and hideous, like monsters that only appear in nightmares: some hold their heads in their hands, and their necks are bubbling; Some have green faces and fangs, holding scrolls and chanting aloud; Some fluttered their mutilated wings, and blurred flesh sprinkled all around......

However, Gordon could tell from the colorful totems painted on their faces, the precious and crude ornaments they wore on their ankles and wrists, and the stone forks and knives they held in their hands that most of these monsters were mutations of sand cavemen and goblins. Among them, there is a monster about six meters high, burly as a mountain, and a huge ** hanging down like a sack, and it is a giantess.

Gordon's gaze passed over them and into the distance. The sky was like a half-black, half-red curtain, black as ink, red as blood. The red light was fading from the horizon, and the wings of darkness swept all the way here.

Gordon couldn't tell if the qiē in front of him was a hallucination, or if he had entered a strange space. One moment, he was kicked off the black swamp by the newt, and the next moment he was in a different place, and the scenery was completely unsightly, and the interval between them did not exceed a second.

"What are you staring at me, hurry up and get in!" The female goblin pushed Gordon impatiently, her palms cold as ice, revealing rotting spots.

Gordon turned his head, and a strange rock castle stood in front of him, casting a huge shadow.

The whole castle is like a huge mountain, majestic and steep, with sharp edges and corners, and the mountain has dug out windows of different shapes, some like open eyes, some like cracked mouths, and some like twisted hearts...... Every window is brightly lit and flashes with a psychedelic glow.

The entrance to the castle is a small, narrow door with a dark color, facing Gordon. There was a skull embedded in the doorknob, and fat white maggots drilled out of the black hole hole in the eye socket.

"How is he hot?" The female goblin put down her palm, looked at Gordon in disbelief, and suddenly screamed and pounced on Gordon, "His body is hot!" He is a living man! ”

Gordon flew up and kicked the female goblin away. The female goblin's belly cracked, and her colorful intestines flowed out, but she shoved them back in, and cursed viciously.

The long queue was chaotic, and the monsters' eyes radiated a bloodthirsty light, and the roars came and went: "He is alive, there is a living person!" "Catch him!" They fluttered their teeth and claws, fluttering and jumping, like a crazy tide rushing towards Gordon.

Gordon fled, and there was no way out, so he ran to the entrance of the castle, and suddenly woke up to the fact that they were all dead! It's the bones of a sin pit! The reason for the existence of goblins must be that the giants, after eating the goblins, threw their bones into the pit of sin, and sank into the black swamp with the blasphemers of the Sand Cave Clan.

But why are these dead resurrected? And why the mutation?

"Bang!" Gordon slammed open the castle door and rushed in. The monsters scrambled after them, blocking the small door so that no one could get in for a while.

"Get out of here!" A sand cave warrior with a colored gemstone collar around his neck suddenly struck, waving his arms and surging with qi, giving birth to countless phantoms, throwing out more than a dozen monsters crowded at the door like a whirlwind.

"No, there's another one that's hot!" He screamed back, and a thrown figure bounced off the ground, claws waving, and the same angry howl pounced on the Sand Cave Clan's warrior, who was the muddy newt.

The two sides were entangled and engaged in fierce fighting. The sand cave warrior fist was like a sandstorm, stirring up gusts of wind, crushing the newt to sway. "Bang!" He struck the newt in the chest with a solid punch, causing him to vomit blood and fall backwards.

Gordon rushed into the hall on the ground floor of the castle, surrounded by a thick fog that was tumbling endlessly, and a strange spiral staircase loomed in the fog.

Gordon climbed the spiral staircase, swept all the way up, and saw the cascading corridors.

The whole staircase is like a vine that climbs infinitely high, the corridors are branches that extend all around, and the rooms in the corridors are densely covered with leaves. The corridor was deep and winding, all the rooms were closed, and the cracks in the doors were faintly shining with colorful light.

From time to time, Gordon heard footsteps wandering back and forth in the corridor, and the light in the crack of the door reflected strange figures: some of them had petaled faces, bright skin, and hands like tentacles; Some are pale, their limbs are craggy as bones, and they have sarcomas, as if they were man-eating flowers and strange trees.

It was more difficult for Gordon to confirm that the scene in front of him was really illusory. But there is no doubt that it is inseparable from that weird anti-life.

There was also a change in his mind, and the solidified spiritual power was completely shattered, and countless pictures were cast into the shadow of the teeth, turning into dense and mysterious silver patterns, imprinted on them. The shadow of the teeth pulsed frequently, becoming more and more solid, gradually turning back into the original white fangs like frost, exuding a clear cold glow.

This fangs were in touch with Gordon's mind, and he immediately understood that the silver veins were the inheritance of the First Wisdom lineage. But the silver pattern is like a book from the sky, obscure and difficult to understand, and it seems that it is all spiritual cultivation inheritance, far beyond Gordon's comprehension ability.

A moment later, there was a cacophony of footsteps at the bottom of the spiral staircase, and monsters roared to catch up. Some of the sand cave people are fast, and their pace is changeable, revealing high martial arts attainments.

If he escapes like this, he will be caught up sooner or later. In the face of those skilled sand cave people, Gordon didn't even have a chance to fight hard, so he could only hide temporarily and find another way out.

Gordon turned off the spiral staircase and turned to the corridor on the left. A man-eating monster suddenly sprang out of the shadows, tentacles wrapped around Gordon.

Gordon dodged around and punched Petal in the face. The man-eating flower monster staggered and fell, its petal face cracking, its corrosive juice squirting into Gordon's fist, causing bursts of sting.

Gordon held on to the corpse of the man-eating flower monster to keep it from making a noise. The corridor is flanked by a row of rooms, each door made of rock, with several different numbers engraved on the door, such as the house number. He tentatively pushed the door next to him, which opened silently, casting a vivid orange glow on the rock floor. Gordon grabbed the corpse, rushed into the room, and slammed the door behind him.

The moment the door closed, the orange glow in the room went out and it went dark.

Gordon dropped the body, moving his body to prevent a sneak attack as he looked around.