Chapter 172: The Immediate Sense of a Certain Cottage
"I was so surprised. Mo Yan lay on the bed in the bedroom eating popcorn fed by the succubus, looked at the scene in the hall projected on the projection stone and said: "These idiots actually adopt the design I gave! Nearly a hundred people did not show up and dared to continue the plan, aren't they afraid that those who did not come will betray them?"
In order to be able to watch this silly show in real time, Ruiz made some contact stones with a surname yesterday. Place it on the route that Mo Yan predicted for these people in the White House, so that Mo Yan can see these intruders as if he were watching a monitor. The precious product made by an unknown elven alchemist in ancient times, after a long period of preservation, has become a somewhat ironic entertainment item for Mo Yan.
"They also forgot that there was a black dragon in the castle. Lilith looked at the two girls sitting on the bed and competed with each other, switching the images on the projection stone in the way Reze had taught, and said, "Maybe it's because Jones hasn't used the dragon's body to fly in the sky of Thunder Cliff for too long." ”
Under the leadership of the chef in the White House, the two hundred Salts officially entered the interior of the White House, weaving back and forth between the complex staircases, opening doors and walking through corridors until they became completely confused and had no idea where they were. Although the entire White House is not very large, the internal structure is complex enough.
"What about the one who led the way?" After walking through a dark corridor without any lighting, the man in the black hood could not find the person leading the way in front of him, he looked at his subordinates behind him and asked, "Did you get lost just now? Maybe there is another way to go in that dark corridor?"
In order to make sure that they had just gone missing in the cloister, the Salts with hoods went back to where they had just walked, groping the walls for possible doors or corridors. However, until they returned to the bright place, they could not find another way to so-called existence, which made everyone a little panicked.
So far, they hadn't run into a single person, let alone the guards they were wary of. Although the leader who had disappeared said that it was he who led the route that bypassed the guards and servants. But everyone still sensed that something was wrong, as if they were being taken around in circles.
"Ted!Ted!" shouted the man in the black hood, "Get out of here!"
When a thin man heard the leader's summons, he quickly squeezed out of the crowd and came to the black hood and said, "What's wrong?" "You found the leader. The black hood grabbed Ted by the collar, pulled him in front of him, stared at his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Now that we can't find him, is this person you looking for reliable!"
"I swear, this guy is absolutely reliable. Some of the thin Ted was lifted like chickens, and he could only stand on tiptoe to keep his neck from being so uncomfortable, and raised three fingers and swore again and again: "His father is the son of my cousin's aunt, although the blood is a little far away, but he is also a relative, he will never deceive me!
"You'd better not lie to me!" The black hood viciously threw Ted aside, lowered his head and thought for a while and said to everyone: "Everyone is divided into two teams and separated, whoever finds the monster's dwelling will shout from the window, and we will rush over immediately! Don't show mercy to the servants in the castle, kill them all! The people who work here are all devil's minions, and no one can get out alive today except our people!"
Hearing the words of the man in the black hood, all the people quickly split into two groups. One group continued in the same direction, while the other ran in the direction they had come, to see where the doors and corridors that had begun to be bypassed were leading, and if they found even one living person, they could force them to find out where the monster's room was.
No! No, still no! All the rooms that were opened were pitch black, and no one was present except for the decoration of the rooms, and the huge White House looked like a dark empty room. The Saltrets who couldn't find anyone gradually separated, and in order to explore the entire White House as quickly as possible, the two teams of Salts divided into four teams and then eight teams, and the already small team of invaders became smaller and smaller.
And as the number of people in the team became smaller and smaller, these people who invaded the White House did not know. Some of the small groups had disappeared into the White House, leaving only specks of blood and the smell of blood in the air, indicating how they had been treated.
"Ahh Then the whole door was completely locked, only the dull screams that sounded in the room, and the ** tearing and biting sound contained in it. In the darkened auditorium of the White House, more than two dozen Salts wearing hoods held torches, looking for the suspicious figure they had just seen.
However, as soon as everyone entered the hall, the door, covered in blood-red leather and stuffed with cotton, suddenly closed tightly. The torch in his hand, which had not yet reached the limit of burning, began to slowly dim for no reason, and finally went out completely. This strange situation frightened everyone, and they trembled and fumbled with the flint on their bodies to relight the torches.
Some felt some warm liquid, spraying onto their hoods. The familiar smell made them even more panicked, and although they couldn't hear any screams or falls, they knew that something was killing them in the darkness!
Eventually, a man lit the torch in his hand, and the orange light once again illuminated the lavishly decorated auditorium. All the Salts who entered the auditorium had already turned into corpses with their throats slit, their eyes staring blankly, as if telling their master's ignorance of his own death.
A group of warriors dressed in black leather armor with their faces obscured by a black hood surrounded the man with a torch in the center, and blood was dripping from the pitch-black straight-edged knife in his hand. Warm liquid flowed from under the man's crotch, and the weapon, which was wet and slippery with sweat in his hand, instantly fell to the ground and made the only sound in the entire hall at present.
"These statues are familiar. The hooded men who came to the balcony of the White House said as they looked at the carvings of bat-like wings and tails, muscular human bodies and demon-like heads on the pillars around them. However, they are only a few familiar, and they have seen a lot of statues and reliefs of monsters in the White House, and perhaps these monster stone statues with tongues baring are just stone statues of some kind of monsters.
However, after searching the wide balcony, just as they were about to leave, one of them was surprised to see the eyes of the stone statues move strangely. He rubbed his eyes to see if he was dazzled, but found that the stone statue had not changed in any way. After looking at it carefully for a while, the man shrugged his shoulders and blamed it on his mistake.
Just as the searchers turned around and headed towards the entrance to the balcony, a strange wind blew behind them. Turning his head to look at the empty balcony, he found that the stone statues that were originally squatting on the stone pillars did not know where they had gone, leaving only the empty stone pillars there.
Seeing this, a man finally remembered what kind of creature it was, and shouted loudly: "These gargoyles are not something we can deal with! Get back to the house!!...... A strong general's claws grabbed him and carried him up into the sky, and the hordes of gargoyles flying in the sky swooped down and took these men in tricorne hoods into the sky...... "Wow puppet......... It's scary. Mo Yan looked at the Salts who were attacked by monsters on the projection stone, listened to the real screams and screams, and said with a smile: "With such dedicated actors and realistic special effects, even if these things are recorded and edited casually, they can definitely be called the horror blockbuster of the year." It's a pity, I don't know how to make a camera, and the level of technical requirements is too high. ”
"Looks like our performers have finally found our room. Watching a group of Salt people, led by the black hooded man, gradually approach Mo Yan's room, Lilith and Vivien tidied up their somewhat messy clothes and covered some of the exposed places with thin sheets. Jones and Ellie, who had not been quiet, also stopped playing and lay down beside Mo Yan to watch the door that was about to be opened.
"Death, Monster!" The resin-painted door was kicked open by a pair of big feet, and a group of Salts rushed in, standing in the middle of the crowd, with black hoods shouting, "You will pay a terrible price for the stupid mistakes you have made!
That's a good review. The minotaur lying on the bed looked at the hooded men in front of him with a smile and said, "I will engrave these words on your tombstone to let everyone know that you have had a ...... What a glorious past. Although you were let in by me, you are still the first enemy to actually invade the White House. ”
"Moving...... I can't move" These Salts who entered the minotaur's bedroom saw the blood-red eyes of a girl lying on the bed, like a frog being targeted by a snake, and cold sweat instantly flowed from their bodies and soaked their clothes. A momentum that they had never seen before exploded in an instant, making them unable to move any longer.
(To be continued)