Not long after entering the woods, the surrounding aura began to become chaotic as when the two of them came. The ghostly hand of the pen and the fun www.biquge.info pavilion was restless, and for some reason, there was a rotten smell around them, which also made the two of them feel a little sick.

"There's something around here, I can feel it. Marcos whispered.

Maffeo suppressed his restless ghost hand and looked around, and there was nothing strange about it on the surface. Marcos stretched out his ghost hand and began to feel the flow of breath, and after half a sound, he lowered his hand with a dejected expression on his face. "Damn, I can't sense the source of the chaotic aura, it's weird here. ”

The cold temperature gradually rose, and the two touched their faces, as if they felt that something was wrong. It's still snowing heavily, but the temperature you feel in your body is something you wouldn't have felt on a snowy day.

The snow around them began to disappear, and the fine snowflakes that fell from the sky were gradually disappearing, and the two of them watched the changes in their surroundings, their faces full of disbelief.

"What the hell?" said Maffeo, wiping his eyes.

"Wow, that's ......" Marcos' eyes widened as well.

In just a dozen seconds, everything here is back to its summer appearance, as if heavy snow has never been here. The two of them looked at the surprisingly changing environment around them, and their hearts were full of questions.

The space began to distort, and the two felt a powerful force exerting pressure on them in the invisible air, and a whirlpool visible to the naked eye appeared in front of their eyes. A powerful burst of energy erupted from the whirlpool, and the surrounding environment began to change rapidly again. The two of them didn't know how long this strange phenomenon had lasted, and by the time everything seemed to have stabilized, it was pitch black.

"I don't remember it was night. Marcos searched for anything on himself that could be used for lighting.

Maffeo crouched down and stared at the ground, where he could faintly see the weeds in the darkness. The smell of decay grew stronger, and Maffeo patted his chest as much as he could.

A roar sounded like it came from hell, and it sounded like a beast. Maffeo scanned his surroundings with alarmed eyes, even though it was pitch black. Maffeo only felt a hand on his shoulder, and he was shocked into a cold sweat: "Marcos?"

"What's wrong?" Marcos's voice sounded not far away, and Maffeo's heart suddenly cooled when he heard it.

The roar almost sounded in his ears, and Maffeo immediately grabbed the hand and threw it hard over the shoulder, a faintly visible skeleton-like figure falling in front of him. Maffeo hurriedly drew his broadsword and slashed at the shadow, he clearly heard the sound of the sword entering the flesh, the shadow was still roaring, but the sound was getting smaller and smaller. Maffeo drew his broadsword and touched his face with his hand, only now realizing that he was drenched in sweat.

"What's going on?" Marcos came from nowhere, and Maffeo couldn't figure out where he was in the darkness.

"God, you should have come and see this. Maffeo gestured to the shadow he had hacked to death.

Marcos crouched down and leaned his head over, and almost at the same time a strong smell of decay emanating from the shadow entered his nostrils. He cursed, then waved his hand to dispel the foul smell.

"It's so dark in here, I can't really see what the hell this is. Marcos coughed.

"Don't you have anything for lighting?"

"I think so. Marcos took a sip of water.

"So, what the hell is this place?" said Maffeo, looking at the darkness a little dazed.

"I guess that's what the GSD calls a strange area, oh my god, it's a different space at all. ”

"What's that?" asked Maffeo, who had never heard of this so-called alternate dimension.

"You can understand it as an area of the world that exists independently, does not usually appear, and can only be entered in a certain way. Marcos explained.

"Like that?"

Marcos nodded, "Anyway, we'll find a way to get out of here first." ”

The two groped their way into the darkness, and Maffeo prayed in his heart that those damn shadows would never reappear.

Even if the eyes are accustomed to the darkness, it is still difficult to distinguish the surrounding scenery here, and only the outlines of some large trees can be seen vaguely. It's like a dark sandbox where people are in it and never know how to escape.

A terrible scream was heard, and the pace of the two men stopped with the terrifying shout. A black shadow scurried towards the two of them at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to catch, and Marcos already sensed the danger, and he drew his sword to block the black shadow's swing. A bright claw stuck to the black knife, Marcos swung the knife horizontally, the black shadow movement was also extremely fast, and the moment Marcos exerted his strength, it dodged to avoid the attack range of the knife.

"What is this?" Maffeo was ready for battle.

"Cat demons, very sensitive monsters, these guys have sharp claws. Marcos replied as he watched the cat demon's movements.

"At least it's not the same thing I just encountered. Maffeo muttered, clenching his broadsword.

The cat demon paused for a moment before striking at the two of them again, leaping to its feet, two sharp claws aimed at their heads. Maffeo didn't know what to do for a moment, after all, he had never fought such a monster before, and he hurriedly put his great sword across his head to try to block the attack. Marcos was a little more experienced, dodging the sharp claw with a not-so-large roll. The claws left a shallow mark on Maffeo's greatsword, and Maffeo swung his greatsword at it, and as before, the creature dodged Maffeo's attack with a deft dodge.

"Damn it, I can't attack it at all. "Maffeo was a little annoyed.

Marcos didn't speak, he leaned forward slightly, the knife in his hand dragged weakly to the ground, and he tried to lure the cat demon into attacking. The cat demon let out another terrible scream, then picked up its claws and struck at the defenseless-looking Marcos. The corners of Marcos's mouth hooked an arc, he immediately bent down and lowered his body, and the unexpected cat demon pounced, and then Marcos reflexively slashed at a 45-degree diagonal direction with a knife in both hands. In the terrible scream, the cat demon was cut in half by the knife.

"You have to be calm when you encounter such monsters, or you will be tickled by them. Marcos said with some teasing.

"I remember, Marcos. Maffeo obviously didn't want to argue in this situation, so he simply replied.

"But there's still something strange about me here, since we entered this alternate dimension, our ghost hands have calmed down. ”

"I just remembered why the hell was that?" Maffeo looked at his ghostly hand, though he could only faintly see a hint of red beneath the darkness.

"I don't know, it's really ...... It's weird. ”

With a stomach full of questions, the two continued to grope in this darkness. Maffeo only felt something under his feet, and he stopped and crouched down.

"What's wrong?" Marcos asked.

"I felt like I had stepped on something. Maffeo touched the ground as a cold bone touched the palm of his hand. He picked up the bone and examined it, trying to see it in the darkness. "God, it's a skull. Maffeo came up with the result after some scrutiny.

"Show me. Hearing this, Marcos hurriedly crouched down.

Maffeo handed the skull to Marcos, who took it and looked at it carefully. "It's so dark in this damn place. However, now that the skull has appeared, there must be something around here. Marcos sighed.

"About what?" said Maffeo's face was full of surprise.

"Everything, man, I think it's starting to get interesting. Marcos' eyes were fixed on the skull.