Originally, it was supposed to pounce straight on Ye Qingxuan, bite his throat, and start feasting. The plan was supposed to be flawless, the only mistake was that it ignored the monster that was hiding beneath it.

Now, it smashed against the wall and rolled to the ground, a terrible crack in its chest torn open by a bone saw, and the plate-like ribs collapsed layer by layer, and even the internal organs flowed out.

Before it could rise from the ground, a mournful melody sounded out of thin air, and a black river seemed to rush into the void, pulling it into an endless nightmare.

It hissed, its body twitched, and soon, its eyes rolled white, but the rolled eyes were extremely hideous and full of madness.

It doesn't have a human heart, so it's not afraid to fall into madness.

But then a palm pressed on the hideous face, Ye Qingxuan clamped the face and lifted it from the ground suddenly.

The thing struggled, reaching out to tear the boy's face.

But through its fingers, it only saw the sneer of the teenager.

Bang!

Hallucinations, the entire sewer seemed to shake suddenly. An invisible shock spread out from the boy's hand, kicking off countless clouds of dust.

The thing lost consciousness instantly.

This was just a 'sigh shock' that Ye Qingxuan had deliberately suppressed, and the aftermath of the shock was inexhaustible, rushing into its body, echoing in its limbs, only to hear a thunderclapping sound, and the frantic shock actually made the bones of its whole body disjointed.

The shock is gone!

Only now did Ye Qingxuan have the strength to pay attention to its face......

"What the hell is this?"

He froze, his pupils dilated.

Now, he finally understood what was going on with the skeleton in the sewers.

In his hands was a humanoid shell, as thin as a child. But the ten fingers were as sharp as a blade.

On its completely ossified face, there are two horns, one long and one short!

It's a demon.

In the darkness, the hissing sound came and went, Ye Qingxuan threw down the demon in his hand, the cane spread out in his hand, and the Nine Heavens Ring made a clear sound.

The butcher looked up in silence. Look at the dark dome.

In the reflection of those bloodshot pupils, dozens of bone-faced demons roamed over the dome, their ten fingers deeply buckled into the cracks in the stone, and their deformed bodies quickly roamed on the flat ground like wild beasts.

When they went deep into this barren sewer, they were unknowingly surrounded by this kind of ghostly thing. And in the darkness in the distance, in all directions, there was a constant hissing sound of response.

The sharp sound of sharp teeth scratching at the slate was faintly heard.

The quantity is unknown.

Even a monster like the butcher never thought about it. In the sewers of Avalon, there is such a large number of demon races.

"Tsk, that's a bad feeling. ”

Ye Qingxuan frowned unhappily: "I'm afraid we will be calculated by that guy from the professor." ”

There was no time to talk, and the bone-faced demons in the dome had been whetted by the smell of their own blood, and it looked like they were hungry.

They hissed at each other, urging their companions to go up and deal with the damn monster, longing for a feast.

The butcher silently clenched the bone saw in his hand, his muscles bulging. The muscles under the blood-stained apron lit up with faint musical notes, and they looked like they were about to transform into monsters.

But right now. But the young man's cold voice came from beside him:

"-Stand firm. ”

At that moment, the boy half-crouched on the ground, and pressed his right hand on the floor.

Bang!

In an instant, a violent shock spread downward from the iron bone of the palm of that hand, smashing onto the ground of the sewer. The invisible shock spread out like a wave of water, sweeping in all directions.

Moment. The checkered stone slabs slammed against each other with a screeching sound, spewing out a huge amount of dust from the faint cracks.

The stone slabs, the walls, the vault, the entire sewer, and even the burning buildings above the sewers were affected by this terrible shock.

Rumble!

Right on the burning shack. Flames burst into the night sky, brightening the colors of the black clouds, and then collapsing.

As the shack on the ground collapsed, the demons in the sewers were also swept off the dome by the shock, and in an instant they lost their foothold and fell to the ground.

Even the butcher lost his mind for a moment, but soon, the pupils of those eyes lit up again—full of blood red!

Monsters are here!

Facing all the falling demons, the butcher roared, his already knotted arm suddenly bulged, and the bone saw in his hand suddenly fell!

The sound of cracking continued to sound, like a water bladder shattering, like a rat being trampled on, like a worm being crushed into powder.

The bonesaw slashed, swept and swirled, unleashing a piercing scream, slicing through the air wherever it passed, revealing a pale trail. The bone saw spilled the color of blood.

Blood flowed from the blade of the saw, spilling into the air, becoming more and more hideous as the bones broke and the flesh separated.

Before a dozen demons could hit the ground, they were reduced to pieces by this frenzied chop. Immediately after, a wailing melody sounded out of thin air, sipping their sanity and causing them to fall into a trance for a moment.

Facing monsters, even a temporary trance is a special ticket to hell!

This time, Ye Qingxuan finally appreciated the butcher's terrifying posture when he went crazy. Not even the aether and the score in the shell were mobilized, but the violence and viciousness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow were enough to chill the heart.

In the blink of an eye, those falling bone-faced demons were sawed off, smashed, and trampled in two by him...... It was torn apart like tissue paper.

Ye Qingxuan was attracted by that violent posture, and couldn't help but lose his mind instantly. But at the moment of losing consciousness, a monster on the ground that had been cut in two suddenly bounced up. After only the upper body was left, the bone-faced demon crawled on the ground with its claws, dragging out a blood-colored trace, and suddenly pounced towards the boy!

In an instant, it went from a few meters away to being close at hand!

――It's so fast!

Ye Qingxuan's palm suddenly pushed forward, and the 'iron bone' attached to his body brought hundreds of kilograms of impact, just like an axe swung off a war horse by a knight galloping on a horse!

Bang!

The demon flew out upside down, and his bony face was smashed into two ends by Ye Qingxuan, forming a deep depression, and after struggling twice. And he didn't move anymore.

Even so, in the final counterattack, its sharp claws brushed Ye Qingxuan's face, cutting a fine and cold scar on his facial cheekbones.

It was only an inch short of piercing into the bone.

One second later, that claw would have pierced Ye Qingxuan's brain. Stir the brain marrow into a mess.

In an instant, Ye Qingxuan's back was drenched in cold sweat, and he no longer dared to be careless in this kind of life-and-death battle.

Even if they had the upper hand in all their respects, they didn't stick to their place, waiting for the demons to rush over in a steady stream.

Following the pungent scent of disinfectant in the air, they rushed out and scurried down the dilapidated sewers. Everywhere he passed, the demons that stood in his way were turned into corpses by the butcher and him.

There was not the slightest hint of retreat, even if it was Professor Moriadhi's trap in front of him.

Ye Qingxuan's eyes became more and more gloomy.

He's going to figure it out. What does that pungent smell of déjà vu and the sight that just flashed through my mind have to do with this damn place......

Until finally, the sound from behind became more and more dense, and the monster in the darkness followed the smell of blood to catch up.

The boy's footsteps came to an abrupt halt.

In front of him, the road had come to an end.

End?

No, there are only outlets in Avalon's sewers, how can there be such a ridiculous statement that there is an end?

But in front of him, there was a huge black iron door.

The black iron gate, which is made of metal throughout, has no markings or patterns on it. There are also no keyholes and complicated operating mechanisms, as if there is no way to open them.

Next to it was a huge winch locked in chains. The handle on the winch has been removed.

Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted: in a place like the sewer, where water vapor is heavy, any precise metal structure will be corroded by water vapor, and only this pure and simple structure can be maintained for a long time.

The method of opening the door is obvious, only dozens of people turn the handle with the power of a special machine. Only by driving the winch can this huge iron door be opened.

The pungent smell of disinfectant wafted from the gap above the iron door, which was less than a finger away......

But now, the heavy machinery that was originally placed here has been dismantled. There was no time for Ye Qingxuan to find other methods.

He hesitated for a moment, and a hint of unwillingness flashed in his eyes. He was about to leave here with the butcher, but he didn't expect the butcher to push him away, stick the bone saw into the ground, and then clench the heavy chain attached to the door with both hands.

The iron rope, which was full of the thickness of an ordinary person's waist, suddenly tightened in his hand, and the heavy iron rings rubbed against each other, bursting out of sparks with a screeching sound.

The iron gate does not move.

The butcher's body shook suddenly, and his body suddenly swelled a point, rising half a meter high, and his feet sank deep into the stone slab.

In the midst of a sharp hissing in the distance, he roared, his arms suddenly pulled back, and the iron door made a screeching sound, and it trembled, and dust fell from the iron door.

Immediately afterwards, the iron door that was a full meter thick was actually opened by his strange force?!

Ye Qingxuan was stunned, and soon, he reacted, seized the time, and rushed into the narrow gap between the iron gates.

Immediately afterward, he felt a cold wind blowing in his face.

He could perceive that behind the iron gate was a huge space, and even the thought line more than ten meters long could not reach the end. Then the butcher walked in from outside the door and pulled the iron door from the inside.

The iron door slammed shut, crushing a bone-faced demon who rushed to the front into a pulp. Through the door, I could hear the group of demons roaming around, but they didn't dare to approach.

But when the butcher turned around, his blood-colored eyes also fell into consternation.

In front of him, Ye Qingxuan's expression was gloomy.

He finally found the source of the pungent smell.

In the darkness, Ye Qingxuan flicked his fingers expressionlessly, and a short syllable came out of his mouth, 'note.light' brewed from his fingertips, shining brightly.

The blinding light illuminated the darkness, illuminating the vast underground plaza and countless iron hooks that hung from the ceiling.

Just behind the gate, in the vast space, above the iron hook, men and women, old and young. Beautiful, ugly, complete, mutilated......

Corpses, corpses, corpses. Corpses, corpses!

In the huge underground square, on countless iron hooks, hang ...... All naked corpses!

In the diffuse cold, the pale corpses swayed slightly, exuding the smell of a pungent disinfectant liquid.

Corpses are like a forest!-

Soon, the butcher reacted, glanced down at Ye Qingxuan, and the meaning in his pupils was self-evident:

What the hell is this place?

Where is this?

Where else could it be?

Ye Qingxuan checked the map in his heart. There is also a trajectory along the way, deducing their current position. In the end, he couldn't help laughing coldly:

"-This is Arkham Asylum. ”

The soft words seemed to touch the switch of doom.

In the next moment, a piercing alarm roared.

Late at night, a watch shop.

In the darkness, a candle was lit on the candlestick, and the candlelight illuminated the darkness, but the light passed. The silent, old clocks were gone.

It's like the firelight brings about the illusion, in the place where the firelight radiates. What emerges is the chaotic streets of the lower town, the figure of the thugs fighting each other.

There are also burning buildings and layers of corpses......

"If there are more crows, you need to hunt them, if there are more and more monkeys, you need to control them, and if there are more and more people, you need to increase them. ”

"No matter how much we pray to the gods, has anyone ever seen a god?"

The blonde man who looked like a teenager sat upright in a chair, embracing the turbulent illusion. Holding a lyre in his arms, he played and sang with great interest.

The sound of the piano is broken, ups and downs, as if it is not a chapter, but there is a hysterical beauty. That kind of singing has the innocence and husky of a teenager. Reverberates in the silence.

"I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but I've seen it in the paintings, and every one of them looks like a human being, is it an accidental coincidence? Is it a fate? Or is it just a random guess based on my own imagination?

What's going on?

What the hell is going on?"

"Helles, can you be quiet!"

Behind the counter, the white-haired girl raised her eyes and looked at him.

"The whole city is killing like mad dogs. It's so interesting, Bai Xi, look at it. ”

Hermes excitedly pointed to the crazy apparitions: "Tut-tut, what about the pride and dignity of human beings who claim to be the primates of all things?"

If the original three kings saw that the tribe they desperately surrounded had degenerated to the point that they were not even as good as wild dogs, they would have been sad, right?"

"It's just a fight, a kill, and you need to be so excited?"

"It's boring to fight and kill, but it's different to look at jokes. ”

Hermes pointed to the dead white faces, and his eyes mocked: "You see, these fools don't even know what they are dying for. It's garbage when you're alive, and it's valuable when you're dead.

Their employers want their lives, their blood and corpses. ”

Bai Xi was stunned, "Corpse?"

"That's right, corpses. ”

Hermes sneered: "From the very beginning, the House has not treated them as subordinates, all they need is war and blood......

Dwarf dogs and corpses are both fools, one only knows how to kill people and set fires, and the other only has interests in his head. Only Alberto was shrewd, he had been granted the favor and immunity of the House in the first place, and had not been involved in this senseless war. ”

"Aren't the House and the Shaman fighting for the Lower Town?"

Bai Xi was puzzled: "If you lose here, won't it be meaningless?"

Hermes couldn't help but laugh and asked rhetorically:

"Why do you think the House is at war with the shamans?

Is it a desperate fight? Or is it to fight for the dominance of the lower city? It's strange! They are all big men on the top, why should they bet their lives on the gambling table like the untouchables in the lower city?

How could Anglo, who had ruled most of them, compete with the mad dogs in their eyes for a small lower town?"

Bai Xi did not live up to Hermes's expectations, and he suddenly realized that "

...... They just want blood?"

"That's right!"

Hermes snapped his fingers appreciatively: "All along, they have been acting in the shadows with all their hearts, concealing all the royal agents, the Fifth Division, and seizing the opportunity of the royal family to be haunted by the royal curse and have no time to care about anything else, just for such a thing." ”

"For so many years, the royal family has been desperately suppressing the aristocracy and propping up the commoners, trying to get rid of this group of pretentious guys. If it weren't for the curse of the empress of this generation, which gave them a chance to breathe, I'm afraid they would have been left with nothing long ago.

After being suppressed for so many years, the House knows better than anyone else: only by mastering the blood path can they have the capital to negotiate with the royal family after the Shadow of Avalon awakens.

What they want is the immortal power left by King Arthur, and they want to replace the declining royal family! For this reason, they dare to borrow even the power of the evil gods, and even the power of natural disasters have the courage to use it......"

Hermes waved his hand, and the illusion in the candlelight changed as if looking down on the whole city from the sky, and the entire lower town was held in his hand like a small toy.

"Bai Xi, if there is a key that you have been looking for for years and have never been able to find, but you need it very much...... What would you do?"

The sudden question made Bai Xi fall into deep thought, and in the end, she seemed to think of something, and her expression suddenly turned pale.

“...... Build a new one?"

Hermes smiled.

Since four years ago, the House has turned Downtown into a quagmire.

They had the group fight each other, secretly collecting bones and blood. In order to one day, with this number of deaths comparable to the past, the path to the shadow of Avalon will be recreated.

Tonight's struggle is the culmination of the blood sacrifice, and the blood of countless people is sacrificed on this night. At that time, countless corpses and bones will accumulate into towers, opening the way of blood for them!"

He paused meaningfully and whispered:

"--provided that no one comes to make trouble......"

In his arms, the lyre sounded playfully and sharply. (To be continued......)