Chapter 109:

The cold voice echoed through the distorted hall, and it was not until the woman's eyes were completely submerged in Ron's eyes that the hall returned to coldness and serenity.

Above the hall, silver points of light cast by the triangular wooden door scattered on Ron's body, like a thin veil of light.

I don't know how long it took.

'Hiss'

The thin streak of eyes on his forehead moved slightly, blinking like a living thing, and then disappeared suddenly.

With a 'snap', Ron, whose eyes had been glazed, slowly came back to his senses.

He blinked his eyes and raised his head a little dazedly, but suddenly saw that the huge sculpture in front of him was covered with deep cracks, as if it would be scattered in the next moment.

Ron took a few steps back, looking at the sculpture with a strange expression.

"What's going on??"

His memory still lingered in the twisted hall and the corridor that had turned into a mouth, and his consciousness fell into darkness for some reason as the arm in the mouth grabbed at him.

It's just that in that chaotic consciousness, he faintly felt as if something had detached from him.

"Is it another hallucination?"

Thinking of the previous abnormality in his body, Ron frowned slightly, lowered his head to look at his body, only to find that the original black armor was also covered with fine cracks, and a strong smell of blood was emanating from his body.

And the ground centered on him was covered with a layer of red-black viscous plasma.

The plasma is very thick and radial, and from time to time scattered black solids can be seen in it.

Not far from him was an oval-shaped grotesque head.

The head has no mouth and nose, three black blood holes on the left and right, which seem to be eyes, and at the front of the head, three slender flesh-colored tentacles lie on the ground softly.

"Monsters?"

Just as he looked at the pile under his feet in confusion, thinking about what was going on.

A loud roar suddenly came overhead.

'Boom!'

There was a shrill roar, which was faintly mixed with frantic shouts.

"Damn!Everybody, get out of here!!"

"I'm going to kill these monsters!!"

"Vic!!You're crazy!!"

All these chaotic sounds came from the triangular wooden door.

Ron looked up at the wooden door with a solemn face. He could hear the shouts from the black-robed voices from before.

It can be seen that they seem to be in some terrible trouble behind the door, and these troubles also seem to threaten their lives.

It's just that, from Ron's position, he could only see the silver light flickering behind the wooden door, and nothing else could be seen at all.

Still, when Ron narrowed his eyes and wanted to do something.

Suddenly, his face changed slightly, and his figure quickly exploded away from the spot.

And not long after he retreated, a dark shadow suddenly fell from behind the wooden door. There was a thud and a thud slammed into the ground, splashing large patches of red blood.

The black shadow was the girl named Vera who had been following Richard.

It's just that before that, Vera was folded together at three hundred and sixty degrees from the waist down to her body in reverse, and a huge wound went from the bottom of her neck to her abdomen, as if she had been cut open.

Half of her face was submerged in blood, and large streams of blood poured out of her mouth and nose.

However, even so, Vera was not dead yet, her eyes were wide open. With a look of pain, he looked at Ron next to him.

His mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but the blood that kept gushing out of his mouth could only be heard as a 'ho-ho' sound.

Ron looked down at Vera who was still struggling and didn't want to die.

Although he didn't know what had happened in the middle of his previous contact with the strange statue, but. Judging from Richard's attitude and approach to him, it is obvious that he is only using him as a disposable tool.

And for Richard's subordinates, Ron also has no good feelings.

Turning his head away, he stopped paying attention to the woman whose aura had waned. Ron glanced at the eerie hall.

Even though the statue in the middle cracked, he still felt a faint disgusting aura lingering in it, as if some strange creature was peering at him in some dark corner or through the crack in the door.

"This Hell's Place"

The hairs on Ron's back began to stand on end.

Now that Richard is gone. Then there's no need for him to stay here.

Looking up at the triangular wooden door with screams coming from time to time, Ron withdrew his gaze and turned to walk briskly towards the corridor from which he came.

However, just as he stepped into the corridor, the triangular wooden door behind him broke out again with a strong loud noise.

'Boom !!'

The loud noise made the whole hall tremble, and all the wooden doors suddenly made a slight 'click' sound, as if they would all be shattered in the next moment.

A cold feeling suddenly rose from behind him.

"You can't stop me !!"

Richard's angry old roar rang from above the hall.

With a roar, a thick black smoke suddenly filled the hall.

'Whoa!!'

All the wooden doors were corroded clean in an instant, and a huge black crow appeared in the hall.

The crow was wrapped in octopus-like tentacles, and under the ferocious twisting, streams of pitch-black smoke exploded from the crow's body, making a strong 'crackling' sound.

"Gah!!"

The white-eyed crow let out a piercing crow, and two huge thin arms suddenly stretched out from under the wings behind its back, grabbed the tentacles on its body fiercely, and pulled hard.

'Smack!'

The tentacles broke one after another, and black and red blood flowed out.

However, more tentacles quickly extended above the hall, trying to pull the crow somewhere.

Seeing this, Ron in the corridor didn't want to run quickly in the direction he came.

At his speed, only the sound of the wind could be heard in the dark corridor.

'Boom!!'

There was another loud bang, and Ron, who was running at great speed, felt a slam in his back, and a smell of decay swept past him.

Subconsciously turning around, Ron found that in the corridor behind him, a large billowing black mist was rushing towards him.

In the middle of the black mist was Richard's embarrassed figure, his black robe was tattered, moving rapidly under the black mist.

As if he didn't expect to meet Ron here, who also escaped, Richard was slightly stunned, and then rushed towards him fiercely.

Ron, who was running, suddenly felt his body light, and a crow claw formed by a black mist actually grabbed him directly and hung him next to Richard.

Richard's white eyes looked Ron up and down, revealing a strange smile.

"You're not blown up by the illusion of the Mother of Illusions, hehe, in that case, let's go together!" (To be continued.) )