Under the manipulation of the Suffocating Shadow.

It didn't take long for those twisted corpses to swarm in front of Erin.

And as they got closer, not only did it bring a visual horror impact to Erin, but the suffocating feeling that came from the faint oppression became more and more intense.

The air deprived of oxygen seemed to invisibly twist into a huge ghost, directing the surging tide of corpses, as if it was about to engulf Arryn.

At this moment, a silvery-white gilded light surged out from Erin's right arm, and a huge scepter full of divine aura quickly condensed in front of Erin's body.

【Shock】

Almost at the moment when this scepter was condensed.

A divine aura swept through the audience in an instant.

Under the impact of this divine aura, the huge ghost shadow that was already unstable and full of twists was instantly dispersed.

Even the surging tide of corpses froze slightly for a moment.

Although the corpses soon continued to move their limbs and rushed towards Erin in a strange posture similar to Sadako's crawling, the speed at which they rushed towards Erin was directly three points slower.

"Bang!"

With the blessing of [Great Power], Erin casually waved a huge angelic scepter made entirely of metal and the same height as himself, and easily flew out a corpse close to him, even with a shadow.

The immense power of the angel directly smashed the corpse's chest, and the divine power carried by the angel's scepter itself, as well as the doubling damage to the evil creature, smashed the suffocating shadow that manipulated the corpse into pieces.

The permanent shock killed the suffocating shadow.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

“·······”

Wielding the Angelic Scepter that had blessed him with great power, Erin easily cleared a circle of corpses around him.

However, all this did not make Erin have the slightest smile on his face.

The blessing of the Angel's Scepter allowed Arryn to easily deal with the corpses manipulated by the Suffocating Shadows, and even shatter those Suffocating Shadows.

But every time he wielded the Angel's Scepter, he quickly consumed the only remaining oxygen in Erin's body.

If a normal person holds his breath and holds his breath in the water, he can hold it for one to two minutes.

Then some specially trained professionals can even reach ten or twenty minutes.

Under normal circumstances, even if Erin can't hold back for twenty minutes like those trained professionals, but for about ten minutes, Erin still thinks that there is no problem.

But if it was accompanied by a fierce battle that would quickly deplete the oxygen in his body while holding his breath, then Erin couldn't be sure how long he would be able to hold on.

Not to mention.

Every minute, every second, Erin can clearly feel that the suffocation in this safe apartment is still increasing.

Gradually.

This feeling of suffocation is not even as simple as making people's bodies feel that they can't breathe.

An invisible and qualitative force, even constantly oppressing Ai Lin's spiritual will, made Ai Lin's spirit also have a sense of suffocation.

This invisible and qualitative oppression is like throwing Arryn into the deep sea.

While he couldn't breathe, the powerful water pressure was still squeezing the only remaining oxygen in Erin's body, squeezing his body and his mind.

"We can't put it off any longer, we must find the suffocating shadow that is still in gestation as soon as possible·····"

As he smashed a suffocating shadow with another cane, Erin made a quick decision.

Following the threads faintly coming from the heads of the suffocating shadows, Erin walked briskly towards the depths of the peaceful apartment.

I don't know if it's my own actions that have stimulated the second-level taboo that is about to be conceived, or what.

At the same time as he saw Erin walking straight towards his hiding place.

The distorted suffocating shadows around Arryn went crazy as if they were stimulated, and launched a suicidal attack on Arryn.

At the same time, some of the corpses crawled around Erin.

blocked Erin's path.

The pale palms that smelled of rancid smell vied and scrambled towards all parts of Erin's body.

【Holy Shield】

In the next instant, a milky white shield radiating divine light appeared around Erin's body, wrapping Erin from head to toe.

When the pale palms that exuded the smell of rancid slammed against the milky white holy shield, it was like butter hitting a red-hot iron plate, and it was directly burned black by the divine power carried by the [Holy Shield].

Some of them are too forceful.

Even the carrion on most of the palms of his hands was burned clean by the [Holy Shield].

Taking advantage of the [Holy Shield] blocking, Erin wielded the [Angel Scepter] and swept away, directly in the dense crowd of corpses, once again clearing a passage for people to walk.

Following the passage that had been cleared with great difficulty, Erin quickly ran to the depths of Ping'an's apartment.

And behind him.

A group of hideous corpses were waving their pale palms and grabbing at Erin's back.

This scene seems to constitute an oil painting with a strange style.

Countless terrifying figures poured out of hell, as if wielding hideous claws, trying to grab a figure that radiated divine brilliance and drag him into the abyss.

·······

Realizing that time was pressing, Erin didn't waste a minute or a second, and rushed directly into the depths of Ping'an's apartment, the fourth floor full of dense silk threads.

After entering the fourth floor, the narrow corridor of Ping'an Apartment was pitch black, and there was almost no light source.

Even the moonlight and lights outside the window on the fourth floor seemed to be unable to shine through the dark glass into this layer of dead silence.

With the help of the [Angel Scepter], which emitted a faint white light, Erin's spiritual vision barely caught the dense shadow shadows, and they all poured into Room 404 on this level.

Room 404?

Seeing this slightly reflective house number, Erin was slightly stunned.

This house number is really unknown.

In Erin's sight, the door of Room 404, which already exuded an ominous aura, somehow opened a gap half a finger's width wide.

Through this half-finger-wide gap, Erin could clearly see that the silk threads that manipulated the suffocating shadows were pouring out of the cracks in the door of this room.

And behind those silk threads, room 404 has a pitch black that is more intense than the darkness in the corridor.

Just as Erin peered through the cracks and peeked into room 404.

A pair of bloodshot scarlet eyes suddenly appeared in the darkness of room 404.

(End of chapter)