Even the hum of the generators that echoed in the underground plaza now sounded to me like the roar of a beast. m.

I pointed to the iron gate on the left side of the square and asked the Rat King, "What is that?" ”

"Formerly a dormitory for executioners......"

The Rat King suddenly closed his mouth in the middle of speaking, staring at the place where the buzzing sound came from with wide eyes, and his face suddenly turned sallow.

I followed his line of sight to look behind me, and the moment I fixed my gaze, I saw a bright white phantom flash rapidly in the distance.

It seemed to be a figure floating in the air, but I couldn't really see it because it was so fast, and by the time I was about to look closely, it was gone.

The Rat King's face was extremely ugly: "Go back?" ”

I waved my hand at him, then pulled the barrel of the gun from my waist, quickly screwed it on, and walked towards the spot where the ghost had just appeared.

The Rat King was really scared now, he didn't want to follow me, but he didn't dare to leave alone, because after a while, he still followed with a pressed step.

I wish there were ghosts here, because the lantern plate of the ghost lantern is not on me now, and I need a ghost to interrogate the scorched-faced man.

It's just that the ghosts that are entrenched here don't seem to be the same as the ones I've seen before.

When I got to the door of the power room, I first looked around for a while, and when I saw that the ghost did not appear, I used the tip of my gun to cut the rust around the crack of the door, and then carefully opened the door through a gap.

Since the door shaft was so rusty that it turned so loudly that I just pulled the door open a gap large enough for a single person to walk through, and stopped.

As soon as the crack in the door opened, the humming sound poured out unhindered, becoming extremely harsh.

I was carrying a fishbone gun and wanted to drill into the power room, but the rat king behind me pulled my arm hard: "Are you sure you want to go in, all the people who enter the power room will not be able to come out alive." ”

I turned back to him and made a silent gesture, then leaned sideways through the crack in the door, and the Rat King stood outside the door and hesitated, but followed me in.

With my current cultivation, even if there is a fierce god hidden in the power generation room, I can carry it, and it will definitely be no fun to suppress the evil god, but there is no problem in saving my life, in my cognition, the fierce god is already the most ferocious ghost in the world, so I am not worried about whether I will go or not.

As for the Rat King, I don't have full confidence that I can keep him safe, but if I retreat as soon as I find that the evil is too violent, I should be able to escape with him.

As soon as I entered the power room, I was startled by the sight in front of me.

The room was quite large, with a rusty old generator near the center, and around the generator were the bones of dead men.

The bones were piled up in a scattered manner, and it was no longer possible to distinguish them from each other, most of the bones were incomplete, and many of the sternums and skulls were clearly visible with signs of being broken or collapsed, as if they had been chopped up at the time of death.

When I saw the bones, I couldn't tell if the dark red that was strewn around the generator's casing was rust or the blood of these people.

The wall behind me was covered with rust-like black-red blood and large scratches.

Most of these scratches are shallow, but the deep ones are also one or two millimeters deep, and you can see at a glance that these marks on the iron wall are scratched by the fingers.

The Rat King once said that there was a major accident in the execution square a few decades ago, and I estimate that this power room is most likely the scene of the incident.

I swept the bones from the ground with my gun, and cautiously approached the generator, trying to find the switch on the generator, wondering what had turned on the pole.

Just as I was approaching the generator, about to lean over to watch, I suddenly heard a whimper behind me.

That wind should have been heading straight for the back of the Rat King.

I didn't dare to hesitate, and the moment the wind appeared, I immediately returned and swept back behind the Rat King.

Syllable!

There was a crisp sound from the gun, and a thigh bone that was flying towards the Rat King was swept by the barrel of the gun, and the two severed bones circled in the air and flew into the distance.

This bone was speeding so fast that if I hadn't been able to hear the wind a quarter of a second earlier, the rat king's chest would have been pierced by it.

The Rat King looked at the two broken bones flying in the air, and he was also afraid for a while.

I pulled the Rat King to my side to keep him safe, while my ears pricked up and listened vigilantly to the movement around me.

I need to know which direction the next attack will come from so that I can quickly deduce where the evil will be.

There is nothing evil in this evil spirit, and it is really not easy to find it.

Strangely, the hum from the generator was much quieter, as if someone had re-oiled the rusty parts.

My first instinct was to look back at the generator, but when I turned my gaze to the iron wall, I found that all the scratches on the wall were gone, and the rust on the wall had faded a lot.

After a moment of confusion, I immediately realized that these were hallucinations.

The evil that lurked in the light gave me a glimpse of what the power room used to look like.

Syllable! While!

The door of the power room was suddenly pushed open, and a group of people wearing local clothes in Haishi quickly squeezed into the power room along the door frame like frightened rats, and behind the crowd, there was a very thick dirty green, which seemed to be fog, and it seemed to be water, because the color was too strong, it was impossible to see what was hidden behind this dirty green.

The frightened crowd rushed into the power room and quickly closed the door, and I noticed that many of them had moss-like things on their shoulders and on the top of their heads, which looked like ground crumbs, but I couldn't tell what it was.

After the iron door was closed, the people in the room still looked terrified, and they gathered around the doorway, their eyes staring at the crack at the bottom of the door.

Then I heard the boiling sound of hot water, followed by a hissing sound, and the two sounds were mixed together, making the ears itch, and as the two voices became more and more rapid, a green mist began to burrow through the cracks under the door.

At first, the fog was so pale that it was almost impossible to detect its presence without looking closely, but as time went on, it began to thicken and spread throughout the power room.

The sturdy men closest to the door seemed to realize that the situation was not good, and immediately pressed the door panel, trying to push the iron door open, but the door lock was indeed opened, but there seemed to be a big mountain outside the door, and no matter how hard the people inside tried, they couldn't push the door open for half a minute.

Screams of terror began to appear in the room, the fog quickly thickened, and the first few people to rush into the power room began to look strange.