Chapter 111 110.Is this an event reproduction?

Lloyd followed the woman for more than ten minutes along a network of sewers.

He found that the deeper he went, the higher the degree of 'urbanization' became, with many of the original pools and caves being transformed into various houses, and even small buildings with several floors in height, and even the road surface was regularized, and water and electricity were also completed.

There are more and more people who can be seen, dressed in normal clothes, busy with the work at hand, not at all the dirty, dilapidated, and disorderly scene on the ground.

Except for the lack of light and ventilation, this is already a small dungeon.

It's no wonder that this place can break away from the control of the Order and become an isolated island in the city, such a complex underground network, coupled with a mixed group of people, the cost of governance must be a terrifying number.

After a few more minutes, the woman led Lloyd to the perimeter of a giant cistern.

There are several stadiums in the area, as spacious as a lake, with hundreds of columns tens of meters high rising in the middle, which look like they can hoard the sewage of the entire city and take on the heavy responsibility of resisting heavy rains and floods.

Lloyd looked through a gate at the bottom and could see flickering neon lights, loud and harsh music, and a lot of things that didn't know whether they were humans or ghosts, writhing wildly to the music.

He couldn't help but think that if he could climb to the top of the cistern and look down, it would be a pool of blood stained scarlet by the light, with countless tentacle-like things twitching and writhing in it.

It exactly corresponds to the scene he saw in his pocket watch at the time, so it should be right here.

Lloyd didn't hesitate to hand the five bills to the guide who led the way.

The woman shoved the bill into her chest and asked:

"How? Isn't it hot? Welcoming? Would you like me to introduce you to a few more beautiful young girls? They are not women like me, but young ladies from outside, like you. ”

"No need."

"Then ...... Good luck, generous sir. ”

The woman laughed, took a few steps back, and disappeared around the corner of the pipe.

Lloyd took the little milk cat out first, told it to hide outside the door, and waited for him to come out.

"Meow Meow~"

The kitten barked twice, looked at Lloyd with a worried expression, and tugged at his uniform twice with his little paws, as if to remind him to be careful.

Then he scurried into the shadows of the shadows, and was out of sight.

Lloyd straightened the mask on his face, then pulled out a pair of white gloves from the same time as the monster was executed, and walked towards the gate.

As soon as he approached, two fierce men suddenly came out from behind the door, holding homemade maces full of nails in their hands, blocking his way.

"Stop!"

One said, reaching for a search, while the other unceremoniously reached for the baby-faced mask on Lloyd's face.

Lloyd was not polite to them, and opened his mouth with two sentences of Zu'an Yineng, and launched [Offensive Words]

The two strong men suddenly froze in place, their eyes widened, and wisps of blood quickly appeared in the whites of their eyes, looking even more hideous.

Lloyd walked past them, dagger at his waist in one hand and matches in the other, into the magnificent cistern.

A heavy smell of wine accompanied by a noisy melody that could not be called music at all came to his face, and his inspiration trembled slightly.

Under the colorful lights, all kinds of people writhed with the noise, not dancing at all, but like crazy.

Judging from their clothing, some are ordinary working-class people, some are fashionable people, and there is no lack of glamorous and decent social elites, and even a few clergy and priests can be seen......

In the dark corner of the corner, you can still see a few figures who are not covering their bodies, and they are holding a French salon.

The ground was littered with broken wine bottles and disgusting vomit, emitting a large stench of rancidity.

But the people here don't mind, and all of them have that happy, cheerful, and intoxicated look on their faces, as if they are sinking into an eternal paradise, and they only need to dance carefree to live.

Lloyd walked around the cistern for a while, pushing away a few women who longed for him, searching around for clues to the book.

But in such a chaotic environment, nothing can be found with the naked eye alone.

Lloyd could only be more daring to extend his inspiration and turn on his vision at the same time.

The sight in front of him was instantly only black and white, and it was much quieter, which calmed his originally more irritable mood a little.

At the same time, inspiration touched something different in the air.

Lloyd hurriedly followed the inspirational discovery, crossed the entire cistern, and came to the edge of the other end.

There were a lot of people lying here, as if they were drunk or writter, and they didn't move except for their breathing and heartbeat.

Underneath them, several sewer pipes were pressed, and the strangeness that the Inspiration perceived was pouring out of them.

Lloyd bent down, pulled away the man above, and then cut through the fence and got in.

It wasn't dirty, it wasn't too short, it could walk through it with a cat's waist, but it was dark, there wasn't any light, and there was only a darkness in front of it that seemed to swallow everything.

Lloyd thought carefully for two seconds, chose to turn off his vision, and even closed his eyes directly, relying only on the guidance of inspiration to walk through it.

As long as I close my eyes, it doesn't matter how dark it is.

The pipes here are just as complex, tangled like balls of yarn, and without the guidance of inspiration, I am afraid that after a few steps, I am afraid that I will get lost completely.

But after a few minutes, Lloyd found himself with no way out.

The front layer of thick soil was completely blocked, and the sturdy metal pipes on the left and right sides looked like they were knocked on an anvil with a hammer.

And the final direction of inspiration is on the right hand side.

Lloyd directly pulled out the short sword and injected a large amount of spiritual power into it, causing the entire psionic blade to tremble slightly, emitting a 'buzzing' sword sound.

Then a sword plunged directly into the iron wall on the right.

With a spark and noise of cutting metal, he cut a round hole in the pipe wall.

Lloyd jumped out, fell more than a meter high, and stepped on an iron plate with both feet.

At the same time, inspiration reminded him that the source of the strangeness was very close.

Lloyd opened his eyes and found that it looked like a pool of clean water for simple sewage treatment.

There is only a grid-like iron plate passage at the foot of the pond, which runs through the middle of the entire pool, and on the left and right sides are pitch-black pits, as if you can't see the abyss of today.

If memory serves, Gotham City's richest man was broken in the spine in a scene like this?

And in the middle of the passage at your feet, there is a museum style booth with a glass box on it, in which lies the book that Lloyd is looking for.

Under the dim light of the surroundings, the book emits a little dark light, rendering it a bit of luxury.

How easy is it? It didn't take much effort to get there.

Lloyd smiled slightly at the corners of his mouth under his face armor, straightened his body, straightened his clothes, and made himself look more decent, before strolling to the stand.

But the closer he got to the book, the calmer the anticipation and possessiveness in his heart became, and the slower his steps became.

He was sure that this was the book he wanted so long, not some bait or fake.

But the closer he got, the more he sensed an instinctive danger.

But the inspiration around him was without warning, but was cheering, and he seemed to be even more eager than him.

Lloyd glanced at the panel, which had been open, to make sure that his mind was not disturbed, and then took the last few steps to the booth.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he could touch the fragile glass cover, open it, and reach the book.

But Lloyd was not in a hurry, but looked around carefully.

In the dim light, he saw in the shadow of the booth the classic three-piece set of incense, candles and mirrors.

"Sure enough......"

Lloyd muttered in a low voice, took two steps back, and opened the [Twisted Realm]

As the power of [Twist] covered the space around him, his inspiration instantly returned to normal, and a slight tingling began to be heard.

And the booth, which seemed harmless to humans and animals, also showed a series of changes in his eyes.

It's no longer a museum-like painting, but a pile of white bones, with a few skulls hanging from the edges, and the black hole of the eyes is staring at Lloyd in front of him.

The glass cover was still the same, but it was soaked in a layer of green viscous liquid, and I could smell a pungent smell like a strong acid.

It must be highly poisonous, and if you rush to reach out, I'm afraid you'll ......

On the left and right sides of the white bone booth, you can still see some familiar things.

Broken ragdolls, tangled into a mess of scorch marks, toy daggers lying on the ground.

Is this a replay of some past event?

Lloyd smiled, and with ease, he struck a match and threw it on the mess of scorch marks.

There was a crackling sound in the air, and the scorch marks on the iron plate immediately changed slightly, and began to squirm slowly.

Lloyd took off his gloves, bent down, and reached out to touch them.

The lines suddenly turned into black nematodes, entwining his fingers, yearning for his body.

As a result, it collided with Lloyd's spiritual power, and it dissipated in an instant.

[Ding~Madness +500, Skill Fragment +1]

It's the familiar process again, and it's the familiar reward......

Lloyd reminisced about his first experience as an enthusiastic citizen to eradicate harm for the people.

It's just that this time is different from the past, and if he deals with this again, he won't fall into an inexplicable hallucination, and he can easily eliminate the three hidden rituals.

Then, he heard a voice behind him:

"Don't move!"

Then came the soft sound of a rifle being loaded.

(End of chapter)