Chapter 44: The Ghost Who Plays the Harp
It was a huge black shadow, it looked at least three or four hundred meters long and wide, that is to say, it was the size of three or four football fields, it floated on the water, moving by hundreds of tentacles on the edge, it looked like a paramecium floating on a petri dish, the hundreds of tentacles swaying together were extremely shocking, and the speed was not slow.
Zhang Jin couldn't help but dive down again, the huge water pressure was almost about to rupture the eardrum, even so Zhang Jin didn't want to face such a big guy, although because the distance was still far away, he didn't see what this big guy was, but it was better to avoid it.
However, there are some things that can not be avoided if you want to, just when Zhang Jin dived, the giant monster had already come to Zhang Jin's top, and the shadow cast by the huge body covered the little light at the bottom of the lake, so Zhang Jin didn't notice the few tentacles that followed behind him.
Therefore, when he found that the iron armor spell was quickly broken, his body was entangled, and he was constantly pulled upward, Zhang Jin subconsciously threw a divine blade backwards.
The Divine Blade Shadowless Spell cut off the tentacles wrapped around the body very smoothly, and then the red blood that shot out from the tentacle break directly covered Zhang Jin's face, as if he was suddenly sprayed on the face by a water gun, and he drank several sips directly under surprise, although most of them were filtered out by the gills, but some of them still entered the stomach, well, there was no fishy smell of ordinary blood, but it was a little bitter.
This made Zhang Jin always worried, always paying attention to his physical condition, for fear that there would be some poison in the blood, and now he couldn't come up with an antidote to drink.
And what's worse is that the blood spread rapidly in the water, and soon completely blocked all vision, and now he couldn't see anything, so Zhang Jin could only add a shield to himself to last as long as possible.
Then I felt myself being rewound and gradually pulled up through a layer of shield.
After feeling that it had risen for a while, Zhang Jin immediately exploded the shield, and then escaped from the tentacles that were stretched open, and then Zhang Jin did not choose to flee immediately, on the contrary, Zhang Jin rushed towards the monster body above at a faster speed.
When you get closer, you can see that this guy who was originally regarded as a monster is more like an island, and the tentacles around him, including the tentacles under him, seem to be some kind of unknown plant roots, which are constantly shooting and winding towards Zhang Jin as if they have their own consciousness.
However, Zhang Jin, who is prepared, will of course not be easily entangled, although the tentacle system has always been a recognized difficult character in the second dimension, but what is the best way to deal with the tentacle system? Of course, it's still tentacles!
So when there were tentacles shooting over, Zhang Jin also shot out more tentacles - transparent, using the water of the lake around him combined with the transformation technique and the flock of birds, the two sides kept colliding at the bottom of the lake, canceling, colliding and canceling, although Zhang Jin's tentacles were obviously not so flexible and not so tough, but it was okay to be able to resist.
Zhang Jin didn't have the idea of killing all these tentacles, whether he could do it was one thing, the key was that the time was not enough, there were only a few minutes left before the one-hour time limit, and Zhang Jin had to pass through the blockade of the tentacles to land on this island within a few minutes.
If he couldn't land on the ground, once the time limit for gill sac grass arrived, the environment under the lake alone would be enough to kill Zhang Jin.
So whether it's Avalon or not, if you see it, you have to go up and take a look.
As for the way to go up, it's simple, it's to bully this tentacle has no wisdom, Zhang Jin has already discovered that the attacks of these tentacles basically rely on instinct, just like a devil vine, as long as they sense that there are creatures within the attack range, they will automatically attack as prey, there are no methods, skills, and they don't know what conspiracies.
So when Zhang Jin conjured more tentacles and some flying fish to shoot at those tentacles, they began to intercept those flying shapeshifting creatures just as Zhang Jin expected, and Zhang Jin took this opportunity to quickly pass through the tentacles' interception, directly out of the water and fly to the shore when he felt that the time was almost up.
When he first came out of the water, there was still an endless white mist around him, which had reached the point where he couldn't see his fingers, and Zhang Jin could only stretch out his shield again and fall in the direction he felt before.
And after reaching the range of the island, the fog disappeared immediately, and the tentacles that followed Zhang Jin out of the lake before were also missing, and the destination was a small island, as previously estimated, about the size of Hogwarts Castle.
You can't see a little fog when you turn back, you can only see the beautiful lake reflecting the glow of the setting sun rippling out circles of golden ripples, and even in the forest farther away, the green dragon that lands and returns to the nest from time to time in the afterglow of the sunset.
However, the scenery of the island is obviously not worthy of the identity of the blessed land of the fairy family, here is full of ruined dead branches and fallen trees lined up on it, it does not look like it is inhabited at all, and the ruins not far away indicate that at least it was once inhabited, but now it also exudes the atmosphere of desolation, and there is no such beauty and abundance as the legendary Avalon.
Walking ashore, you can feel the desolation even more, and even the smell of decay wafts through the air, and there is a hint of a sigh similar to that of the undead.
And the air on the island is like black smoke from the burning of plastic, whenever it passes by those black smokes, it can always cause the worst memories in Zhang Jin's heart, and even the sadness and despair of Severus, who has always been rejected, will come to his heart together, this feeling is like facing a dementor, but without the cold breath of the dementor.
Zhang Jin avoided the weird-looking black smoke as much as possible, and also avoided the dead branches of trees that could not be seen, and continued cautiously forward, stepping on the ruins and ruins here, it was obvious that this should have been a temple, but now the highest stone wall here is no more than two meters, and there is nothing that can provide some information, there is no furniture in the ruins, not even a basic altar, and it is completely impossible to see which god is being worshipped.
Coupled with the fact that the entire ruins, including the island, do not see a single bit of green, this place is more like the Land of the Dead or the Island of the Dead than the names of Elysium, Ideal Village, etc., or like the Shadow Island or the Island of the Dead.
As they approached the ruins of the temple, the undead sighed a little louder, and through the ruins of the temple, in front of which should be the main entrance of the temple, there was a huge tree in what should be the courtyard, and it fell to the ground and smashed straight into the position of the gate, it seemed that it should have knocked the gate down, and then fell farther away.
Only a half-meter-high stump remained in the tree's place, and a silvery-white ghost sat on the stump with a diameter of more than a meter.
She had long hair hanging down her waist and a slender figure, and through her silver-white body she could see a half-human high harp standing there, the strings of the harp fluttering back and forth with the slender and slender fingers of her master, but no sound came out, only a sigh that seemed to be absent.