"Ahh

Mark opened his eyes and woke up with a heart ache that felt like he was being tugged at by the aftermath of a nightmare.

Sweating profusely, he clutched his heart, which was pounding wildly, as if it was about to jump out of his chest, and looked around in a panic.

He sat in the corner, and through the dim moonlight peeking through the window, he saw a dark room that could be summed up as 'dilapidated'.

With a slight movement of his left foot, the old cabinet he touched immediately let out a shocking "squeak" scream, which made him frown.

In addition to the shabby furniture that looks quite European, it is the moldy walls on all sides, which seem to shatter at the touch of a touch. The smell of rot and mustiness permeates the air throughout the brick and timber house, and the surroundings tell Mark in a clear way how long the building has been abandoned.

Through the gaps in the rotten wood windows, you can see the marks left by the years on the bricks and tiles of the opposite eaves, and a large number of dark red vines clinging to them. In the shadows where the moonlight does not shine, as the night wind blows, they are like a large mass of poisonous snakes, wriggling their disgusting bodies in the dark.

A bit of fragmentary memory snippets flooded into the brain—

The owner of this body is also called Mark, Mark Destini, the son of an ordinary fallen mid-ranking officer in the Wright Empire, who was enrolled in the Department of Occult Studies at the National University of Mistry, a junior with a modest pension.

If he wants, he will either become a little white face of a noble lady because he is handsome, or rely on the shadow of his father left by his father to infiltrate the mysterious department of the military to study the [weird] phenomenon, become a civilian, eat and wait for death, and spend his life safely.

This time it was more like a pre-graduation internship, and tonight he was encouraged by a few new adventurer 'friends' to follow him to this ancient castle located in a mountain col more than 30 kilometers west of the city.

It didn't take long to come in and something happened.

The original owner didn't know what horror he saw, and he was scared to death.

Mark, who occupies the magpie's nest, is in such a state of chaos.

By the moonlight, I checked my equipment...... Surprisingly well, he was wearing a full suit of close-fitting leather armor. Although there are a lot of fancy decorations on it, pull it and feel strong. There is also a piece of metal armor on the chest of the leather armor, which is light and hard, not to mention, but also has a faint divine aura.

He touched a revolver on the ground with his left hand, an oversized old revolver, three kilograms to say the least, and it was like holding a dumbbell.

The intricate gold pattern on it shows its high value.

The residual temperature on the barrel told him that the gun had been fired not long ago.

Groping around to open the roller magazine, he found that only the last round of ammunition was left inside.

That's all he had with his weapons, and he was supposed to have a sword, because he found an empty scabbard on the strap around his waist......

As far as the eye can see, there is a dilapidated wooden door with a dilapidated cabinet on top of it, which clearly tells how panicked the previous owner of this body was after entering the room.

Looking at this old room with no way out, Mark instinctively felt bad.

At this moment, something "clicked" out of the pocket of the clothes.

Picking it up, Mark was stunned.

"It's ......"

Suddenly smiled bitterly!

It was a twenty-sided dice that ordinary people wouldn't use, and Mark used it to play [Dungeons & Dragons] with his friends before crossing over.

I still remember last night's game, he threw 10 full points of 20 points in a row, killing all sides, and was laughed at by his friends and scolded him for cheating.

The title is [I'm lucky tonight, as long as I have 100,000 likes, I'll travel through another world.] 】

This is purely a joke, I didn't expect that within an hour, 100,000 likes would be all right. The sentence with the most comments is "help everyone who doesn't know whether to live or die"!

Ahem, I wonder if this counts as an outrageous crossing?

Just as he picked up the crystal dice that had followed him, the already unclear moonlight dimmed, and the shadows of the furniture bathed in the moonlight in the room suddenly lengthened.

The surrounding light and shadow kept flickering, and in the next second, most of the light between heaven and earth disappeared, leaving only three-quarters of the door panel, and the black gap was pitch black and quiet, like the mouth of a fierce beast that chooses people to devour.

Mark found a kerosene lamp, flipped out the skill engraved in his memory, and lit it with an old-fashioned lighter, the flickering dim light illuminating a small area in front of him, and the dust kicked up seemed to welcome the visitor with joy.

Mark, who has seen countless horror films, quickly decided: "Hell! This room must not be stayed. ”

He doesn't believe in the garbage legend that burrowing into the bed can prevent ghosts.

Putting away the revolver and dice, he pulled open the cabinet and pushed open the dusty door, the long sound of "squeak" echoed far and wide in the night sky.

Behind the door is a stone staircase, a cylindrical spiral stairwell.

Marc was in trouble, feeling very confused, extending upwards as if he would lead to Louis XVI's happy platform, and drooping downwards as if he was bottomless to hell.

His instincts told him that no matter where he went, he would be dancing among the fangs of the sleeping dragon.

"It's too quiet......"

Just when he was undecided, suddenly there was a terrible scream about twenty meters above his head.

"Ahh

The fear of the unknown, the desperate roar of the indescribable, a heart-piercing chill from the soles of Mark's feet to his scalp, blowing up goosebumps all over his body, and Mark's face turned white with fright.

Who's been killed!?

Uh, knowing that something was going on up there, you still ran over to watch the excitement?

I'm not a stupid roe deer!

Anyway, run now!

Without further thought, Mark ran for the stone steps that stretched underground.

The light is dim, the darkness robs him of the perception of the distance, and the monotonous footsteps obscure the sense of time and distance.

All he knew was to run away as quickly as possible from where the screams were coming from.

Just as he was running so wildly that even his consciousness was a little blurred, he heard a crackling sound coming from the outer wall of the stone staircase.

Something was hurtling down the outer wall of the stairwell.

If you think about it with your ass, it is definitely not a good thing to be able to walk on the ground on the outer wall!

Theoretically, he could still return to the house he had just had, but ignoring the so-called retreat behind him, Mark continued to rush without hesitation.

The further he ran, the more he felt the air become colder, and he ran so violently that he felt that the air in his lungs seemed to be freezing at zero degrees.

The surrounding light had dimmed completely, and there were no more windows for the moonlight to penetrate the stairwell.

I don't know how many laps I ran, but the stairs suddenly came to the end.

The monstrous being running wildly on the outer wall of the stairwell seemed to touch the ground, or let out a muffled roar when it was blocked from pursuing Mark.

"Whew-"

At that moment, suddenly a human scream of horror and despair came from not far away.

"Woo!"

"Ahh

I don't know who else has been killed.

The voice came from afar, and Mark didn't know what it was, he only knew that if he didn't run, it would be no different from the trick in a horror movie - dead.

Facing the darkness ahead, he subconsciously raised the kerosene lamp.

The light spread out slightly, cast into the distance, and shrouded the wooden door frames of the underground passages, on which the shadows of the elders were drawn.

This is a typical European-style dungeon wooden door.

The multiple fractured stone tiles under his feet made it a bit difficult for Mark to get on his feet.

Suddenly, a cold white light appeared in the crack of a dungeon door in front of him.

Mark said in his heart: Hell yes!

His heart was pounding, and the excitement of the blood caused by the wild run had not yet subsided, he tried to calm his breath, slowly approached, and sneaked into the gap.

With the help of the light in the middle of the hall, it can be seen that it is a ballroom-like place.

The ballroom had apparently not been visited for a long time, and even the dust in the air had stagnated.

In the ruins, there is a shocking scene.

That's a lot of pieces!

There are not only a large number of human bones, but also fragments of furniture. They seem to have been cut by a laser knife, and every break is sharp and neat.

Taking two steps back, Mark saw the scene that made him hesitate the most—he hadn't noticed it at first, but when he lifted the lamp and looked closely, the entrance of the dungeon was actually two bronze relics, with two large bulging eye beads in relief.

Because of its age, the relics that once shone as brightly as gold are now dull patina. Coupled with the residue of clotted fat burned in the groove next to it, and the name of the God of Light engraved on the copper pillar that no one in this world will mistakenly recognize, even if you don't know how to do it like the original dead ghost Mark, you know that this holy relic is most likely the most common evil suppression holy relic in this world [Eye of Light].

Since it's a classic anti-evil mode, it's ......

If given a choice, killing Mark would not have entered a place that would have the impression of a boss room at first glance. Unfortunately, the sound of a wooden door or window being opened could be heard from a distance, and the sound of long, heavy footsteps broke into Mark's ears from far and near.

Without hesitation, Mark opened the door and rushed in, nervous and not forgetting to re-fasten the deadbolt.

The closer you get to the middle of the ballroom, not only are there many pieces, but even the hard marble floor tiles are covered with cuts.

The widest part of the place could easily fit his index finger.

"Goo."

Subconsciously swallowed his saliva, Mark was not too sure, he instinctively realized that the culprit of all this should be the thing that seemed to be a square altar in the middle of the ballroom-

Following the mirrors on the roof of the ballroom, the icy silver moonlight forms a pillar of light, projecting on the booth like a high lamp.

It was a rectangular music box about the size of a lunch box!

The shape of this music box is extremely delicate and simple. The ebony base has an old-fashioned metal knob next to it.

At the top of the box there are two circular tracks, one empty, and the other with a delicate little doll.

It's a bit inappropriate to say it's a puppet.

Unlike the fixed puppets on ordinary music boxes, this female humanoid object with two knuckle-high and a metal texture can be called a figure-level puppet.

Matchsticks are the thickness of the arms and long legs, connected to movable metal joints.

With shoulder-length short silver hair, she wore a white ballet dress that was flowing like a fairy, and a few white silk ties swinging on her shoulders were windless.

It is the face of a female puppet that is palpitating: three-quarters of the face is made of silicone of unknown material, and the collapsed part of the left forehead has a very realistic human bone structure. The glassy eyeball seems to be inlaid with a small sapphire as a pupil.

But the bulging eyes look extremely shocking and weird, just by glancing, there is a trance that can't be taken away.

Unfortunately, dust fell from the decaying ceiling of the hall......

'It' coming.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

It's a heartbeat that's so intense that you can't calm down!

Look around and no longer hesitate.

Mark quickly put down the kerosene lamp and climbed under a red chaise longue with a broken corner.

Drilling into this gap about forty centimeters high, I have the illusion of being the old king next door.

As the crack of the ballroom door being slammed open, Mark knew:

It's really coming.

Mark ...... Mark...... It's all right, that monster...... I beat you away...... Come out......" murmured call, hoarse with a pitch shift. Obviously, the voice came from the gate, and there was an illusion from the netherworld.

"Let's go! Let's go! ”

It's a strange sound of footsteps, and it feels like there is more than one pair of feet.

Mark's nerves tensed to the extreme. He recognized it as the voice of one of his fellow adventurers, what was it called?

"You...... No need to hide...... I know...... You're here ......."

The footsteps were mixed with the faint sound of liquid dripping to the ground, and with a thick smell of blood, Mark's pupils suddenly contracted to the extreme.

Is anyone looking for it, and is it impressed?

Don't dare to move! Don't dare to move!

Through the dim kerosene light on the floor of the ballroom, a pair of blood-smelling palms and half-pale arms entered Mark's field of vision.

The other party was lying on all fours, feeling that his chest was about to touch the floor;

Immediately, its chin slowly appeared in Mark's field of vision.

He subconsciously held his breath.

No, the extreme nervousness and fear made him completely forget that he could still breathe at this moment, and just stared at the other party's constantly moving chin.

Then, there is the white to blue lower lip, upper lip, and the hook-like tip of the nose.

A little bit down, a little bit more......

Just a little more......

Mark could see the face of the thing.

Of course, this also means that the other party can also see him under the chaise longue.

Mark knew that in a few more moments, he would be seen and caught, but he just didn't dare to look away.

At the moment when he was so frightened that he almost stopped his heart and lungs,

The face suddenly began to retract, and its upper lip, lower lip, and chin also disappeared from Mark's vision one after another.

The footsteps left the chaise longue and out of the ballroom, farther and farther away.

It's gone.

Mark finally realized that he seemed to be holding his breath for a long time, opened his mouth, and began to silently gulp for air.

I was dizzy because of the lack of oxygen to my brain, and tears unconsciously flowed from the corners of my eyes.

Such a big man wanted to cry.

Before the crossing, he had never been worried about anything, and the biggest worry every day when he was studying was that he should promise which department flower to go out on a date tonight, and when he played basketball, he couldn't hear the referee's whistle because there were too many girls shouting on the sidelines.

As long as he doesn't commit crimes openly, he can do whatever he wants.

There were countless opportunities in front of him, and he didn't know how to cherish them.

Right now?

It's good to do anything, just don't stay in this world for a second longer.

Just as he was cursing fate and rejoicing in the rest of his life, a pale and hideous face suddenly came into view.

Half of its face had been peeled open, revealing scarlet eyes, bulging cheek muscles, and half gums.

With supreme malice, it spoke quietly.

“…… So you're here! ”