Wang Zhen never thought that there would be such a vast natural space under the ground of the town!

Different from the previous darkness, in this more open place, patches of dark red fluorescent floated in the air, looking like blood spilled out, illuminating this space like a pool of blood, and everywhere was full of blood-colored weirdness.

From the moment he entered here, Wang Zhen felt that something was blocked in his chest, pressing him out of breath, and such a heavy color made his heart very uncomfortable.

Of course, if it is only the suppression of color, it is not enough to make Wang Zhen unforgettable for life.

What really made him tremble, what really made him terrify and despair was the thousands of human corpses hanging in mid-air!!

Even in the thousands, the word is no longer enough to describe the scene in front of you.

The dense corpses, hanging above the dark sky overhead, were like a canopy of corpses, accompanied by dark red fluorescence floating in every corner, pressing on the top of the head one by one, as if as long as the breeze blew, it would fall like rain.

Although Wang Zhen was accustomed to the dead and the end times, he still couldn't accept such a terrifying scene, and after seeing the countless corpses above his head, he only felt that his legs were weak, and he sat down on the ground with a thud.

It was only at this moment that he finally realized what boundless fear was......

Wang Zhen does not have a dense phobia, but at this moment, he is like a seriously ill patient with a dense phobia, dizzy, nausea, numbness, all kinds of negative emotions poured into his mind, if it weren't for his willpower being quite strong, I'm afraid he would have been scared of his mental disorder!

If there is hell in this world, then the place he enters at this time must be the deepest part of hell.

After a short period of distraction, Wang Zhen immediately rolled over and stumbled back to the wall, raising his bee stings in a panic, waiting for the imaginary terrifying enemy.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

I don't know how long it has been, but the world is still as quiet as ever.

He was so nervous that he had no concept of time, and this state of confrontation lasted for an unknown amount of time, maybe minutes, maybe seconds, and the imaginary enemy never appeared.

However, just when Wang Zhen wanted to move his stiff body, the terrifying moans that had disappeared for a long time pierced through the darkness again, and exploded in this world of death with extraordinary clarity!

Such hysterical moans, there is no taste of lust #lust in it, only endless pain can be heard.

Wave after wave of groaning, pain and despair spread.

Following the direction from which the voice came, Wang Zhen gathered his mind and searched around eagerly, scanning the area where the dead man was hanging, trying to find the source of the moan. In this blind search, he gradually discovered another strange place in this dead world - it turned out that in this corpse-strewn sky, there were still some living people!

I saw that under the dark red fluorescence, the ugly appearance of the corpse flickered, and the reason why the thousands of corpses were hanging in the air was because in the darkness above their heads, dense greasy tentacles coiled.

That kind of tentacle Wang Zhen has seen, he fell into this hellish world because he was attacked by tentacles in the first place.

It's just that he never expected that the tentacles would be so dense - the boundless dark dome was actually made of tentacles!

Thousands of corpses were hung by tentacles, and it is not an exaggeration to say that this is a sea of tentacles......

With such a huge number of terrifying creatures, even if Wang Zhen couldn't see the tentacle's body, he could imagine its horror.

Some of the people who were hung in the air were pierced through the chest by tentacles, and they were covered in blood, and they knew at a glance that they could no longer die if they were already dead. The common denominator of these people is that they are all emaciated, as if they have been drained of blood and fat, and they hang in the air like skeletons, crumbling.

This kind of dead man, the largest number in underground caverns, occupies almost the entire dark sky.

However, if you look closely, you can find the strange thing - not everyone has been impaled through the chest by tentacles!

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, tentacles seem to have some kind of purpose, and they kill most people while leaving the lives of a very small number of people. They don't pierce the bodies of these people, just like the lewd #promiscuous scenes of the legendary tentacle monsters, they burrow into their bodies through some of their intimate parts, hang them in the air, and make them survive without dying.

The so-called intimate parts are just a general term for Wang Zhen, and this situation does not distinguish between men and women, some people are protruded from the mouth to the body by tentacles, some are from the lower body, and some are from the back......

As long as the tentacles entered the body from these three places, most of them did not die, and it can be seen from their undulating chests that although they are as weak as dead people, they have to admit that they still have a breath!

This discovery made Wang Zhen suddenly feel a chill, and under the impact of the chill, his fear was instantly alleviated by half.

To be on the safe side, he first used his psychic power to selectively scan the large number of tentacles hovering overhead. The result of the detection is okay, no matter where he aims, the combat power shown in the information is only F, and it seems that it is only a little stronger than ordinary people, and it does not have terrifying killing moves.

Of course, even so, Wang Zhen did not dare to take it lightly.

Because he still hasn't figured out whether these tentacles have a unified body, and even if they do, it's not something he can kill alone!

If those tentacles rushed together, even if each of them was only F-class, he wouldn't be able to deal with it, right?

Just like the fear of zombies, Wang Zhen also has an irreparable disadvantage in terms of numbers to countless tentacles.

The only thing to be thankful for is that those tentacles don't seem to be interested in Wang Zhen, I don't know if they are afraid of Wang Zhen's combat power, or for some other reason, Wang Zhen has not encountered any danger since then, except for one attack when he first fell, as if he had been forgotten by them.

Looking at the impermeable tentacles above his head, Wang Zhen suddenly had a terrifying thought, if the dark cave roof is composed of tentacles, then does it mean that he did not successfully repel the tentacles at the beginning, but broke free from the shackles of the tentacles and leaked out of the tentacle pile?

Could it be that the function of these tentacles is just to hover over them and hang people?

Without the consciousness to pursue the enemy?

Since the tentacles did not take the initiative to attack, Wang Zhen would not be bored to find death, in case he angered others and was blown up by the tentacles, then it would really be a cheat......

Seeing that there was darkness around him and there was no way to leave, Wang Zhen simply let go of his hands and feet, followed the direction from which the groans came, and continued to walk towards the depths.

As for those above who still had a breath, he directly chose to ignore them.

For the sake of a group of scrawny dying people, to offend those tentacle monsters who can't see the edge? Wang Zhen is not yet great enough to be this extent, unless he can find some survivors with combat power who can unite to help him escape from the cave together, in which case he can consider it.

In order not to cause a disturbance of the tentacle monsters, he walked very carefully along the way, and the moaning sound in the depths of the darkness also attracted him intermittently.

Compared with the half-dead people hanging above their heads, the woman who kept screaming was obviously more worthy of Wang Zhen's adventure.

This state lasted until the number of living people hanging above became more and more numerous, and the smell of blood and peculiar smell became stronger, and he finally stopped.

And the groan, which was originally far away, finally sounded from the head!

(End of chapter)