Each black shadow is wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, and at first glance, it looks like a bamboo shoot standing on the ground.

The Rat King poked half of his head into the hole and whispered, "Be careful." ”

I could see his silhouette, but he might not be able to see me, so I just said, "Go back." There are no superfluous movements between the words.

The Rat King stepped back and re-covered the tarp above the hole.

When the tarp had completely recompacted the hole in the top of my head, the fluorescence that was faintly floating in the air seemed to brighten up a little more, and I could already see the potholes in the walls and the ground, along with the dark shadows that towered on the ground, a little clearer than before.

I pressed my steps to one of the shadows, and after a few more moments of half-attachment, I realized that it was a man sitting cross-legged on the ground.

He was already dead, and his body had gone through the swelling of the early stage and the dryness of the later stage, and now it was a withered and dried corpse.

The body was incomplete, with a missing leg on the left hand and right leg, and it is unknown whether it was a broken hand or a broken leg before death, or if the bones were destroyed after death.

There are many similar dried corpses, and the position of each corpse seems to be irregular, but if you look closely, you will find that they seem to be arranged in some kind of rune in the dark world, this rune is very complicated, but it is faintly suitable for a certain reason.

The formations that Lilith drew gave me a similar feeling.

Click!

There was a faint crisp sound ahead, and the source of the sound was very far away from me.

I sank into my mind and listened carefully with my ears sideways.

In a moment, there was another series of crisp sounds ahead: click, click, click......

The sound sounded like something was chewing on the bones of the dead.

I deliberately took a light step, felt in the direction from which the sound came, and went deeper and deeper along the dark passage, and the deeper I went, the brighter the fluorescence became.

At this time, walking in the center of the dark passage, you can see the ribs on the body of the dry corpse, and all the dried corpses maintain the same posture, so they are facing in exactly the same direction. It makes me feel that these dried corpses seem to have been artificially placed here, and the people who put them here seem to have some kind of weird fetish in their hearts.

Click, click

The crisp sound became clearer and clearer, and I squinted my eyes to look ahead to the left, and there was a thin figure leaning next to a dried corpse, which seemed to be a child around the age of **, who pressed his head on the shoulders of the dried corpse, greedily eating the flesh and blood of the dried corpse.

To be honest, I don't really see it, but I think the silhouette of the figure is very similar to that of a child of that age.

In order to see more closely, I pressed my steps and leaned over.

Under the still very vague blue halo, I did see a **-year-old child, but what he was eating was not a dry corpse, but an old man who was not yet dead.

The old man sat at the junction of light and darkness, squinting weakly, looking at the child who was gnawing on his shoulder, and although I could not see what his eyes looked like, I could also feel a deep love in the occasional reflection of the light from the pair of eye sockets.

He volunteered to give his own flesh and blood to the child.

In my eyes, it was as if the child was just greedily eating the flesh and blood of the old man, he lowered his head, I could not see his face, I could not see his eyes.

As I watched, the sparkle in the old man's eyes finally disappeared, and with the crunch of teeth and cartilage, he finally left this world.

At that moment, the piercing crisp sound stopped abruptly, and immediately after, the child tried his best to hold the old man's neck and sobbed silently.

From that child, I felt anger, reluctance, pain, pity, fear, each emotion reached an extremely strong state, but he still controlled himself with all his strength, shaking like a sieve, but he did not dare to make a sound.

It was as if the slightest sound would alarm the monsters lurking in the darkness.

After a long time, the child let go of the hand that was holding the old man's neck, and he quickly grabbed a broken bone on the ground, and then, like a nocturnal cat, fell on all fours, and fled silently into the distance.

The world was already shrouded in darkness, and a violent sense of claustrophobia pressed against your heart, leaving you with nowhere to hide, and the scene that appeared in front of me just now made me feel a huge depression in my heart.

This is a world that should never exist.

I breathed a deep sigh in my heart before I took a step and headed into the depths of the world.

Shoulders clinging to the darkness.

The Rat King said that the underworld is divided into three layers, the top layer is the sphere of influence of the ghosts, the middle level is controlled by Bafengte, and the bottom layer is the gathering place of the Shadow Brotherhood.

The entrance from the upper floor to the middle floor is due east, while the entrance to the ground floor is due west, and the pillar of the old city is in the center of the entire underground world.

Walking out of the tunnel, there is a messy shack, most of the old buildings in the underground world have collapsed and destroyed, broken walls and iron sheets scattered everywhere, in order to have a place to live, people here can only pick up building materials that have not been completely destroyed, and build a large-scale, but messy shantytown.

Here, the shanty town is filled with the smell of plague and an unbearable stench.

The Rat King said before that in the underground world, you can often see living people shrinking and rotting in the corners, and the air here is filled with a large number of unknown viruses, only those who have the best physique, or who have fully adapted to the environment, can survive, and those who have a slightly worse physique, or have a declining resistance, cannot survive in this kind of place at all.

I don't know what kind of virus is in the air, but I can sense that in the darkness of the underworld, there are many evil spirits that I have never seen before.

The living festered, I am afraid, not because of the virus, but because of these evil spirits.

Looking for a no-man's corner, I took out the starlight needle that the Rat King had given me, and quickly found the position due east, and then entered the shantytown.

When I entered the shantytown, I found that the people who lived here were children of about ten years old, and in this lightless world, they were like flowers that had lost their sunshine, sitting on both sides of the road with a depressed expression, exuding a rotten smell that people of this age should not have.

I slowly stopped and glanced at the children on the side of the road.

At this time, an unreasonable thought suddenly occurred in my mind, and I wanted to see the nature of this dark world through these children.