With the icy wind blowing across his cheeks and earlobes, He Ao's figure quickly passed through the elevator shaft and landed on the wall opposite the elevator door. Then he stepped on the wall with his feet, using a little strength, towards the huge

Jump into the hole.

At the same time, he looked inside the hollow. His gaze did not go directly through the hollow. It was as if there was a layer of purple mist in front of him, blocking his gaze.

He Ao stared at the fog. When he looked down from above, he didn't see this layer of fog.

Although he couldn't see the hollow directly below him from the angle he was standing in front of the elevator door, the layer of fog that appeared in front of him at the moment was much more protruding from the hollow. It was impossible for him to not see any traces from above.

He Ao stared at the mist, and after a very brief thought, he closed his eyes.

When all the surrounding scenes disappeared, the hazy mist still appeared in his mind, standing in the 'vision' where everything should be nothing.

Sure enough, this fog is not a real thing, but a 'shield' that appears directly in consciousness, used to cover up the scenery behind the void.

This fog will only appear when people look into the interior of the hollow, so when Ho Ao looks down from above, he cannot see this fog.

Although this kind of power is somewhat mysterious, in such a weird and extraordinary world, any kind of power seems possible, and He Ao is not surprised.

In the process of thinking, He Ao's body had entered the mist.

His figure moved forward quickly along with gravity.

After He Ao estimated that he had completely crossed the elevator shaft and entered the interior of the cavity two or three meters, the obstructing fog slowly faded, and a clear field of vision appeared in front of He Ao.

At the same time, his body fell on the hard ground, and chaotic sounds came from the front.

"She's dead"

"All flesh and blood are gone."

"It decays so quickly."

"It's interesting that someone is sucking the life out of her."

"Shh, I feel the unseen power."

"Where is her soul?"

"Been eaten?"

"The great being that ate her flesh also ate her soul."

"Hehe, then don't we have nothing to eat?"

"We robbed the remains of a body!!!"

"I am so hungry!"

"Hey, there's another one coming in there!"

"Let me approach him quietly."

"Shh, don't make a sound. We can appear behind him and twist his neck off first."

"He is so thin, does he have enough flesh and blood?"

"I feel it! I feel it!"

"His soul is filled with alluring fragrance"

“His flesh is filled with the power of agitation”

“He must be delicious!!!!”

"Eat him! Eat him!"

“This is a food with high nutritional value!!!”

He Ao stabilized his body, raised his head and looked forward.

This seems to be a circular hall, with a ceiling height of about seven meters, the ceiling and floor are round, and the walls bulge outward.

He Ao felt like he was in a fat earthen jar.

Within the scope of his field of vision, various densely glowing purple lines covered the ground, walls and ceiling, shrouding the entire space in purple light.

Not far in front of He Ao, a thin and skinny figure wearing tattered clothes and messy hair was squatting on the ground, staring at He Ao.

Weird voices with different voices came out of his mouth, and beside him lay a decayed skeleton covered in blood-stained clothes.

He Ao stared at this figure. Although the figure's figure and face had undergone many changes, he still recognized this skinny and rickety figure at a glance. He was a person engraved deep in Jace's memory.

"Arent?"

He looked at the figure and asked in a low voice.

"He knows me!"

"He doesn't know me!"

"that's not me!!!"

"He knows me!!!"

"ah!!!!!"

A scream sounded like a strong wind passing through a narrow gap in the hall. The thin figure suddenly hugged his head, and a heart-wrenching scream came from his mouth.

He fell to the ground, and all the sounds were silent for a moment, leaving only this figure breathing heavily.

After a while, he raised his head, and his long, sticky and messy hair parted along his cheeks. He stared at He Ao with his bright red eyes full of bloodshot eyes, "Are you...Jess?"

"

Then he staggered up from the ground and said, "You... are still alive."

"I'm alive."

He Ao looked at him calmly.

Under the observation of his spiritual consciousness, a huge force was twisting in Ellente's body. The invisible and terrifying pressure naturally overflowed from that force, even causing He Ao's body to naturally tighten his muscles.

This power has far exceeded the ordinary C-level, and the strong sense of oppression is even close to the B-level transcendent that He Ao has come into contact with.

This is not a natural force, but comes together in some twisted way.

However, this power does not seem to be completely controlled by Arent and does not move with his actions.

It seems that the Arent in front of her is the 'reinforcement' that the nurse is looking for.

"It seems that your life after entering the mental hospital was not as good as you imagined."

He Ao held the dagger in his hand, his face was calm, and there was no sign of emotion or anger.

"The person told me at that time that I should stay in a mental hospital for a while, and when the storm is over, it can be said that my condition is stable and I can be discharged,"

Arent spread his hands and sneered, "As a result, I never left here again."

"So what is this place?"

He Ao asked calmly.

"Here? Do you mean this hospital? Or this hall,"

Arent shrugged, "Well, actually they are all the same. This is a breeding farm. The breeding farms outside raise livestock, and the breeding farms here also raise livestock. It's just that the livestock here happen to be humans."

"So you're out of business?"

Howo looked at Ellente.

The so-called slaughter means that the livestock is mature and can be processed in the next step.

"Out of stock? That's a good word to use,"

Arent laughed and said, "In a sense, it is true, but now that you have entered this breeding farm, you are also a livestock here."

“How do they tell when ‘livestock’ are mature?”

He Ao looked at Ellente.

Hearing this question, Arent was stunned. The expression on his cheeks froze for a moment, and a trace of abnormal and twisted fanaticism appeared on his cheeks.

“When you can hear ‘its’ voice, feel ‘its’ will, and feel your soul begin to merge into ‘its’ great, endless body, it proves that you are ‘mature’.”

"What happens when you mature?"

He Ao briefly activated his super memory and took a look at the purple lines around him. The patterns in these lines corresponded to something in his memory.

For livestock farms, mature livestock means they are ready for slaughter.

"Mature 'animals' will gradually feel that their souls are separated from their bodies, and their decaying bodies will become 'it' sacrifices."

The twisted fanaticism still appeared on Arent's face.

He Ao stared at his cheek. At this moment, He Ao realized that the "animal" used by Ellent just now was not a metaphor, but that he truly believed from the bottom of his heart that he was an animal.

"Since it is a breeding farm and there are livestock, there are breeders. Who is the breeder?"

He Ao's eyes moved to the skeleton on the ground.

"She's not, she just thinks she's the breeder's livestock," Ellent's eyes followed He Ao's gaze to the bones on the ground, and then sneered, "There are no breeders in this breeding farm, it's all the livestock that are raising the animals.

, eventually all livestock will mature and return to ultimate greatness."
To be continued...