Rorschach held up his flashlight, and under the beam of the flashlight, he walked down the spiral wooden staircase.

Gradually, the wooden stairs became more and more dilapidated, and when you stepped on them, you began to make a jerky sound of "crunch, crunch" under your feet, and if you used a little force, you would feel the steps shaking, and it seemed that the wooden staircase would collapse at any time.

Under the beam of the flashlight, Rorschach looked at the steps ahead, and on the wooden steps, the planks had broken and formed a hole due to corrosion.

Rorschach stopped in front of the hole and looked up.

Now I have walked more than 200 steps, but I still haven't reached the end. From the number of steps he memorized, he should be more than 30 meters away from the ground now, but he still hasn't reached the bottom, the depth of this underground passage is amazing, this is not a passage that ordinary people can excavate.

Rorschach frowned, his heart sank, what kind of supernatural force had transformed the structure here?

Jumping over a hole in the floor, Rorschach continued downward. After a while, the foul smell in the air began to grow stronger, and he had a hunch that he would soon reach the bottom.

As he walked forward, a faint light appeared below, and Rorschach knew that the end of the stairs was in front of him. He turned off the flashlight and went into a "stealth" state, melting into the darkness and disappearing into the steps.

He walked slowly down the stairs, and in front of him was a hole more than a man high, with kerosene lamps hanging on the wall at the top of the cave, and the yellow flames emitted a faint light, barely illuminating the hole.

Rorschach burrowed into the ground, resisted the foul stench, and moved forward. Soon, the front brightened, and he faintly heard a deep man's voice entering the hole.

"I'd love to meet some new people, I'm lonely, you're going to come to my party, right?"

This voice made Rorschach's heart sink, and he hurriedly quickened his pace and walked towards the exit of the cave, the "sneaking" state was very good, but unfortunately he couldn't run.

In a race walk, he walked briskly to the exit of the cavern, stood in the shadows, and peered inside.

Rorschach saw a rectangular room with kerosene lamps hanging from the walls around it, and in the center of the room was a long table with two people sitting at either end, tied to wooden chairs with rough hemp rope.

A person with his back to him, unable to see his appearance, judging from the appearance of an outdoor camouflage uniform, should not be very old. The other man was facing Rorschach, dressed in black priest's robes, with a striking bald head and a dark red cross on his forehead, none other than Priest.

Priest was gagged by the cloth ball, his hands behind his back in the chair, and he sat on the wooden chair with all sorts of flowers. At this time, his body shook from time to time, as if he wanted to break free from the wooden chair. However, it seems to be tied so tightly that it is impossible to break free at all. His dagger was placed on the long table and not put away.

Rorschach was relieved to see that Priest was still alive, and the young man who turned his back on him should be Ed and Harry's friend, Corbett. This time I was lucky, and I found the two of them in one fell swoop.

Rorschach glanced around the room and saw two corpses in the corner of the wall that had been turned into dried corpses, as well as a mess of farm tools piled up in the corner, but the owner of the voice was not in the room.

He frowned slightly, it was definitely not an auditory hallucination just now, but Rorschach did not see the owner of the voice in the room. This situation made him decide not to show up for the time being, in case the owner of the voice suddenly appeared during the rescue process, and if he was attacked by sneak attack, it would be worth the loss.

Moreover, Rorschach looked at Priest who was still trying to break free, and shook his head, this guy still looks energetic, and it shouldn't be a problem to drag it out.

At this moment, a cloud of black smoke suddenly rose from the room, and the black smoke billowed out, gradually converging into the shape of a human body, first the limbs, then the torso, and finally the head.

Rorschach stared at the human body formed by the black smoke, narrowing his eyes, the other party was burly, dressed as a farmer, it was the soul creature produced under the collective consciousness of mankind, Medkai.

Medkai's appearance made Priest struggle even more intensely, his eyes widened, and his gagged mouth made a "whine" sound.

Rorschach saw that Medkay was holding a birthday cake in his hand, and the cream on the outside of the cake was cement gray, and he felt that this cake must not be something that normal people could use.

Medkai placed the cake on the table in front of Priest, who picked up a red birthday hat from the table and buckled it on Priest's head.

"How? Do you like it? It bent down and grinned at Priest.

"Woo!" Priest shook his head vigorously and tried to shake the birthday hat off his head.

Medkai hurriedly raised his hand to hold the birthday hat steady.

"Looks like you don't like it? It makes me sad......"

Rorschach stared at Medkai's back, stepping out of the shadows of the cavern.

Mudkai and Priest were unaware of his entry into the room.

Rorschach did not break away from the "stealth" state, the Medkai in front of him was not the same as the Medkai he had seen before, which guy could not speak, only silently slashed people with an axe. But this Medkai can speak, which is completely different from the Medkai in the original supernatural story.

Thinking of this, Rorschach frowned slightly, is it because of Norman Baez's story?

At this moment, Medkai picked up a spoon from the table and dug hard into the cake, scooping out a lump of cement-gray cream. It held up the spoon and reached it in Priest's face.

Seeing this, Priest quickly turned his head to dodge.

Poof! The spoon poked at his shoulder, and cementitious gray cream trickled down the black priest's robe.

Medkai frowned, clutching Priest's shoulder.

"Don't you like it here, too? Why? You all don't like it here? ”

Priest glared at Medkai, his eyes full of anger, if he could speak, he would have scolded his mother a long time ago.

Rorschach quietly walked over to the long table, and Corbett, who had his back to him, remained motionless, and the situation made his heart sink for him, and it seemed that this young man was already very lucky.

Walking up to Corbett, Rorschach turned his head to look. I saw Corbett tilting his head, his forehead was full of blood, his eyes were staring straight ahead, his chest did not rise and fall at all, and he had been dead for some time.

Rorschach stared at Medkay, anger rising in his heart, and his hand slowly rested on the holster.

Murdekai twisted its neck, and sighed at a "click" sound.

"It seems that no one understands me, and neither do you."

As he spoke, Medkay walked behind Priest, reached behind his head with his left hand, pinched his chin, raised his right hand, and a puff of black smoke turned into a short axe, which was held tightly in his right hand.

Priest was thrilled to break free, but Medkai's left hand held his head firmly in place, and he couldn't move at all.

After some struggle, he closed his eyes and seemed to have resigned himself to his fate.