The smell of blood. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Nangong glided over the heads of the crowd fleeing in a panic early and night, sniffing hard.

In this dimly lit environment, even the recognition was greatly affected. Nangong stared at the direction where the crowd fled in the distance with wide eyes in the morning, but found nothing.

"Hey, you guys!" Nangong simply landed slightly in the morning and night, and stretched out his hand to stop an NPC who was fleeing, "What happened ahead?" ”

"I ...... I don't know anything, I see them running, I can only run along, let go of me! The NPC looked frightened, quickly ripped off Nangong's hand that had grabbed him in the morning, and then continued to start his journey to death.

"It seems that I can only fly to the front by myself to take a look." Nangong flapped his wings again in the morning and night, flying towards the source of the smell of blood.

As she went deeper, the smell of blood became more and more intense.

And the strange thing is that the screams that were clearly visible in the distance before have gradually disappeared since I don't know when, and the originally turbulent and noisy flow of fleeing people has completely disappeared to this location.

"What the hell is going on?" Nangong looked at the darkness and emptiness in front of him early and night, for some reason, only the darkness in this place seemed a little worse than in other areas.

"Ha, ha." A wheezing sound suddenly attracted Nangong's attention in the morning, and she immediately followed the voice.

I saw a bloodied man crawling out of the unusual darkness, and from time to time he looked back, as if there was a butcher with a steel knife standing behind him.

"Hey, you! Hold it! Nangong quickly flapped his wings in the morning and night, sprinted and landed in front of the man, stopping the man.

"You, who are you! What are you doing! A heroic girl with demonic wings suddenly landed in front of him, and the man was instantly frightened.

"You escaped from that darkness, can you tell me what happened in there? I'm here to help you. It seemed that he also felt that there was something wrong with his appearance, and Nangong could only use a gentle tone to make up for his recklessness in the morning and night.

"Thousand ...... Don't go into that darkness...... There are man-eating devils in it, and many people ...... A lot of soldiers are dead inside, and I have to inform ...... Notify the person behind to take a detour. ”

The bloodied man spoke weakly, his eyes glazed and his face blank, not knowing what he had been through.

"Circumambulation...... ......He looked at Nangong's face and squeezed out the last two words. Then the whole person fell to the ground, unconscious.

Nangong put his hand on his body early and night, and the energy of the necromancy flowed through the man's body and then returned to hers.

"Dead." Nangong shook his head regretfully in the morning.

Putting the person's body aside, Nangong's wings fluttered slightly and floated in the air, staring at the unknown black in front of him.

"Since you are so rampant, let me see if you are a king or a turtle here!" Nangong took out a bone fragment with his hand deep into his backpack early and night, and put it in front of him with his fingers.

"The bones of the sin domain are barren, and the walls are awe-white bone armor!"

As the chanting voice fell, and the bone fragments between the fingers disappeared, layers of gray and white bone shields quickly rose from Nangong's side in the morning and night, and then surrounded her like planets orbiting the sun.

Nangong's wings fluttered behind him in the morning and night, and he sank into the dark darkness.

……

The gloomy chunk was noticeably different from the rest of the world, and from a distance in the sky it looked like a big black cauldron was clasped upside down on the ground.

The mecha body, I was suspended in the air and observed the place that emanated a strange aura, and I couldn't help but have a funny thought in my heart.

"Black cauldron? It's like that. Elise couldn't help laughing, "Although it's not good to laugh at this time, let's go to that pot and see how it goes." ”

I glanced around, and the area next to the cauldron was empty, and it seemed that the people who had been in the area had either fled early because of the riots, or had become sacrifices to the cauldron.

However, judging by the blood stains around this pot, there is a better chance that their results should belong to the latter.

"Let's go."

The power furnace turned on, and the flame vent behind me dragged a long tail flame, sending me into the eerie-looking cauldron.

……

"Ahem! Ahem, ahem! ”

The strong smell of blood choked Nangong and even made him unable to breathe in the morning and night.

"How many people died...... The flesh is so heavy. "It was as dark as night, and a gray sun hung silently in the sky, spreading moonlight towards the night.

Nangong walked cautiously in the morning and night, for fear of being preyed upon by the unknown lurking in the dark.

She had been trekking through the Dark Lands for a long time, and the longer she searched the area, two questions became more and more evident in her mind.

Obviously, the smell of blood is already stronger than that of the slaughterhouse, but why didn't she see a single corpse?

Also, what happened to the man who escaped just now, why did she come in for so long and didn't touch anything?

Everything here is too quiet and too weird, Nangong even hopes to suddenly rush out of a monster or something at this time, at least give her a clear goal.

But hope is just hope after all.

All she could hear was the crackling of her feet in a pool of blood.

Wrong.

Nangong suddenly seemed to wake up to something in the morning, she was startled and looked at her feet.

Where she stood, there was no blood at all, let alone a pool of blood.

And she had stopped moving now, but the sound of walking in a pool of blood had not stopped.

"Who the hell is that, or ...... What is it? Morning and night clenched the staff in his hand and took one step at a time.

The black curtain was lifted layer by layer with the advance of Nangong's morning night, and in the turbid darkness, there was a faint indescribable shadow flickering.

The closer Nangong got to the morning and night, the clearer the voice became.

"If you listen closely, it doesn't actually sound like the sound of treading water...... It's more like an inexplicable sound. She walked slowly towards the shadow, thinking inexplicably to herself.

Gradually, the wriggling shadow became clearer and clearer in Nangong Zaoye's eyes.

It was a human head stuck in a spear, countless wriggling tentacles growing and stretching outward from the section of the human head, and the scarlet and twisted limbs were constantly secreting tissue fluids mixed with the blood flowing from the human head, dripping to the ground, making a sound similar to walking in a pool of blood.

"That's terrible."

Looking at the curious scene in front of him, Nangong smiled bitterly in the morning and night, and clenched the staff in his hand.