Crisp and empty footsteps sounded in a deep corridor.
A witch wearing a large cloak was walking among them, holding a thick Dharma book in her arms. The pages of the book were not opened, but the side of the book edge opposite to the spine showed a faint light, which jumped from time to time, as if there was something hidden in the book.
It was like a frog trying to open the page and jump out.
Shi Hui knew that there were no frogs in her Dharma book, just as she was very sure that the corridor in front of her did not belong to the Black Prison Castle.
Although this corridor has a gloomy and dark atmosphere similar to that of the Black Hell Castle.
But the witch remembered it very clearly. She dragged the Siren King Xiangliu away from the old castle and entered the prepared battlefield, a small bubble universe that had fallen into ruins. This was planned by the divination team in advance.
Theoretically, this small universe should be dark, silent, without a trace of life, there should be no castle, and there should be no such long corridor in front of you.
Obviously, the Siren King has twisted the rules of the small universe and expanded its domain in this dead world.
'Being able to easily involve opponents who are also at the peak of legend into their own domain...'
'Has it come to this?'
'No, the gap between us is not that big... What powerful magic weapon did it use? Or what new forbidden spell was used? What exactly does Xiang Liu want to do?'
The witch thought silently and continued to walk forward. She had been walking in this corridor for a long time, and as far as she could see, it seemed that she would walk even longer.
In fact, under the cover of the calm corridor and the seemingly strolling, there is a collision of legendary laws. Every step the witch takes will trigger different attacks in this labyrinth area - most of the violations directly act on the soul, creating illusions and wrong paths.
, phantom, confusion and many other effects, supplemented by various restrictions and accidents.
The lethality is debatable, but it's certainly annoying.
The witch walked on patiently and patiently.
The corridor seemed to have no end, and both front and back were submerged in endless darkness, but at intervals there would be a Gubler fire stuck in the wall, either on the left or on the right.
The orange-red flame jumped silently, casting a small oval halo of light and falling on the slippery floor tiles, like swaying eyeballs.
In front of the witch, the fairy fires were blooming hard, and the spots on the ground were bright.
Behind the witch, the Gublei Fairy Fire seemed to have exhausted its last trace of magic power. The fire was shaky and seemed to be extinguished in the next second. The corresponding light spots on the ground were like punctured eyeballs, flowing out a bleak sound.
color.
The broad cloak trailed behind her, rising slightly, blending with the extinguished fairy fire behind her, as if dragging a piece of night forward.
Ta-ta.
The footsteps rang twice at last and then paused.
As if there was an invisible wind blowing, the Gubrai fairy fires on both sides of the corridor shook together, making a slight and slightly chaotic beeping sound. On the floor tiles, those oval light spots jumped with the flames
It was shaking violently, as if the eyes were moving.
Stillness and movement, light and shadow, these elements are mixed together, giving people the feeling that the entire corridor comes alive at this moment.
"really interesting."
The witch murmured, raised her head, and countless symbols, magic words, and spells flowed through her eyes instantly, swimming, intertwining, and reorganizing in her field of vision - it seemed that there was no deep and dark corridor in her sight.
, there were only criss-crossing lines, and she was walking on those lines.
After a long time, the runes in the witch's eyes gradually became sparse, and the dark corridor and the dancing shadow of Gublei's fairy fire returned to her sight.
She stretched out a hand and touched the thick and tall wall beside her, as if she was feeling the moisture and cold coming from the wall tiles. Then she slowly retracted her fingers and clenched them into fists.
The witch raised her head and looked at the darkness at the end of the corridor. She curled her lips and revealed a sarcastic smile: "If you only have this ability..."
Before he finished speaking, the small and white clenched fist was raised high, and then hit the thick wall heavily.
Click!
Rumble!
Centered on the place where the fist fell, a heartbreaking cracking sound spread throughout the corridor. Soon, spider web-like lines broke through the last thin wall and appeared in the witch's sight.
The entire corridor collapsed at an incredible speed.
In the distance, there was a faint scream of pain.
The witch jumped up, stepped on the falling bricks, and braved the rising smoke, rushed out of the maze built by the Siren King with his body and laws, and returned to the house shrouded in darkness and deathly silence.
In the small bubble universe.
But it was beyond her expectation.
Outside the realm of the labyrinth, it is not endless darkness.
In her line of sight, there were eighteen elliptical stars orbiting this small universe, moving in a mysterious trajectory. The stars were similar in size, but different in color, and they emitted a blazing and bright light.
A breath of madness. The star is covered with worm-like black scars, arranged in a radial pattern, with a long and narrow trace in the center. From a distance, it looks like huge eyeballs.
No, they are eyeballs.
The eighteen eyeballs of Siren King Xiangliu.
The moment the witch jumped out of the maze realm, two 'stars' silently extinguished in the depths of the universe. This was the price Xiang Liu paid for besieging the same top-level legend.
"I thought you had taken the opportunity to return to the battlefield of Black Prison."
Shi Hui stood in the void, just an inconspicuous dot, but the huge aura of legend filled the entire small universe, making it impossible to ignore.
She held the heavy Dharma book, raised her head, frowned, her eyes fell on each 'star' at the same time, and her voice sounded clearly through every corner in the darkness:
"You sacrificed your own head just to trap me for a short while? This is not like that vicious and cunning Xiang Liu."
Sixteen stars flickered one after another, conveying a stream of frantic consciousness belonging to Xiang Liu:
"If possible, I wouldn't mind sacrificing a few more heads... It's just that you came out a little earlier than I expected, so it's a little too late."
"Leave? Why did you leave?"
"The fruits haven't been divided yet, and the show has just begun. Why should I leave?"
"My head is mine. Even if I stew, boil, or roast it and eat it, what does it have to do with you?"
"There are a bunch of children in the dark prison now... Even if I swallow the whole dark prison, uproot the old tree and eat it, what's the point?"
"The road to heaven is right in front of you, I can walk faster and further than you!"
"You guys have your own plans, you have yours, and I have my own ideas... The future of this world has never been so clear!"
