After making my decision, I took a deep breath and slowly moved my thumb over the flashlight switch.

I quickly exhaled the cold air that I had inhaled deep into my chest, and then silently recited the word "one" in my heart.

At the same time, I pressed my thumb on the flashlight switch as well.

In an instant, a dazzling light pierced through the void and quiet dark realm, and shone straight in front of me.

At the same time as the flashlight lit up, I was about to recite the word "two" silently in my heart, and at the same time, I quickly looked towards the place illuminated by the flashlight with my eyes wide open.

However, when I saw the light in front of me, I couldn't recite the two remaining numbers in my mind anyway.

At that moment, I was completely stunned by what I saw, and I even forgot about the terrible dangers I might face if I turned on my flashlight.

I just stared at everything in front of me in a daze, and I didn't make any movement for a long time, and I even stopped breathing.

"Hmm"

At that moment, the faint murmur suddenly came to my ears again.

When I heard this reappearance, my pupils suddenly shrank, and I quickly reacted.

While carefully discerning the direction from which the chant came from, I quickly pressed the switch of the flashlight again.

In an instant, the light that had emanated from my hand vanished, and the surroundings were once again plunged into a depressing darkness.

I stood in the darkness, still not moving.

I just endured the darkness that was more unsettling and oppressive than it had just been, and carefully discerned the direction from which the murmur was coming from.

At the same time, I want to suppress the shock and uneasiness in my heart about what I have just seen.

I have to say that after the flashlight lit up the darkness just now, the scene I saw really made me have a stronger fear of this darkness.

But what was exciting was that while trying to suppress the fear in my heart because of the scene I had just seen, I finally figured out the direction from which the chant was coming from, and the direction it was coming from was directly in front of me.

And judging by the volume of the voice, it shouldn't be too far from where I'm standing at this point.

The sound of the mouth that I had just heard clearly told me once again that the sound was definitely made by a "person".

No matter who it is, but knowing that Lu Dao is a "person" has made the shock of the scene I just saw a little less in my heart.

I must go to the past, I must find this "person".

While making a decision in my mind, I slowly moved a distance of nearly half a meter in the direction of the right side of the road with my legs gently.

The faint murmur came from directly in front of me, and the reason why I was moving sideways to the right was because of what I had seen after turning on the flashlight.

I don't know how to describe what I just saw.

If I had to use an analogy, I think what I just saw might be the legendary eighteen layers of hell.

Those strange monsters in gold armor resemble all kinds of imps in hell.

And those people who are missing arms and legs, whose intestines are rotten, and whose faces are full of despair and horror before death, are like unjust souls who have suffered so much in hell.

Of course, I knew very well that what I was seeing was not the so-called hell.

It was a brutal killing.

The time I took to turn on the flashlight just now had already exceeded the three-digit time I had decided before, and although it would be dangerous, I was able to see the scene of the torture very realistically.

It was the unique monsters in gold armor who were tortured and killed, and the targets of the torture were a dozen ordinary humans dressed in old mountaineering suits.

Thankfully, both monsters and ordinary humans have become hard frozen corpses at this time.

There must be at least dozens of frozen corpses of these monsters in gold armor, most of them are spider-men with four hands and four legs, there are also tall one-eyed trolls, and there are a few alternative monsters that are even uglier and more terrifying and indescribable.

These guys all hold or hold all kinds of sharp weapons in their hands.

Moreover, these weapons were stained with blood or small pieces of minced flesh.

The dozens of monster frozen corpses stood stiffly on the ice, just in the middle of a dozen humans in mountaineering suits.

In fact, more than a dozen people were surrounded in the middle, and the area occupied was not much.

It's just that at this time, most of the bodies of these dozen people have been torn apart, and the stumps and broken arms were casually thrown to the ground.

It's impossible to tell who's who.

Therefore, it seems that the area occupied by these dozen or so dead people is quite large.

Judging from the mountaineering clothes worn by these people and the various firearms and equipment scattered on the ground, these people should be the same as the blue jasmine couple and the tall white male corpse, all of whom are mercenaries of the French Foreign Legion.

It's just that now this group of elite mercenaries from France is completely dead, and it can't be more thorough.

Moreover, judging from their various appearances of death, the process of death they experienced can be described as painful.

I have no interest in studying the specific deaths of these mercenaries, I just recall the frozen corpses of the monsters that are standing in front of me and the dead mercenaries who are surrounded in the middle by the scenes I have just seen.

The sound of Shen groaning was directly in front of me, and I could only find the owner of the Shen groan after bypassing the frozen corpse of the monster in front of me and passing through the messy and miserable corpse with severed arms in the middle.

In fact, with the large number of mercenary corpses appearing in front of my eyes now, I also have a rather bold judgment in my heart.

The chant I heard just now was probably made by a surviving mercenary.

It's just that what makes me wonder is that these mercenaries have been dead in this place for more than ten years, can there really be survivors who can live in this empty darkness all the time?

Thinking in my heart, there was no hesitation under my feet, the reason why I had to move sideways first was that I recalled the scene I had just seen from memory, half a meter to the right in front of me, between the frozen corpses of two monsters, there was a relatively large gap.

Only through this gap can you get into the encirclement formed by these monsters.

Of course, with these monsters now all frozen, I'm not worried that I'll be cut down if I get into the encirclement.

It's just that after entering the encirclement, I still have to walk through the stumps and severed arms all over the ground, and touch the frozen internal organs of the ground to find the guy who uttered the prayer