He did not dare to get too close to the two skeletons, so he walked around and walked to the wooden door, holding the mayfly nest in one hand and holding the brass doorknob with the other.
He hesitated.
"Based on the comparison with the last room, the danger in this room should be lower than the level of skeletons and corpses. But..."
Click!
Suddenly the doorknob turned open in an instant. It was not Angele who turned it at all, but someone inside seemed to twist the doorknob violently.
A strong suction force pulled Angele in.
The same red carpet, with countless oil paintings hanging on the walls and ceiling. The oil paintings show different regional scenery.
Dark green mountains, transparent rivers, deep yellow deserts, dark nights...
The most eye-catching thing is that in the middle of the room, sitting on a worn-out high-backed chair, is an old woman whose body is rotten and black.
She was sitting on a chair, wearing a pure white dress and a moon-white wildflower straw hat on her head. She lowered her head to cover her face. There was a bouquet of blue and white flowers lying across her knees, which looked very fresh, as if they had just been picked.
Same.
Angelet stared at the old woman's rotting corpse with vigilant eyes and slowly walked into the room.
"No life has come here for a long time..." The old woman's corpse suddenly raised its head slowly, revealing a black rotten face. There were no eyeballs in her eye sockets, just two black holes, and the left side of the face was gone, revealing the lower part.
Black muscle fibers.
Seeing Angele's nervous posture, as if facing a formidable enemy, she slightly pulled down her skin and made an expression that looked like a smile. "Welcome, guest from afar."
"Welcome?" Angelet calmly glanced around the room. He recognized that this was a chaotic language with some weird syllables. "Finally I met a being who can communicate. I should be happy, but why am I completely
Are you not happy? Madam, I sense a strong threat from you."
"Your induction is correct. After about five hundred heartbeats, I will lose all reason and kill you." The old woman replied with a smile, "But now while I am still awake, you can still communicate with me normally for a while."
"Can I ask a few questions?"
"sure."
Angelet pondered for a moment. "Where is the Tunnel of Bones? How can I get out of here and enter the realm of the lost, or the higher world?" He did not ask meaningless questions such as the other party's identity, but singled out
focus.
"The Tunnel of Ten Thousand Bones? Is this what you call this place? It's quite appropriate." The old woman paused for a moment, as if she was recalling something, "This place has always been called the bowels of the world by us, and it belongs to the labyrinth of time and space. It is also the source of countless worlds.
The land. And this intestine of the world happens to be an abandoned time and space maze of a higher world."
She turned her face sideways and looked at the oil paintings beside her.
"Have you seen these oil paintings? These paintings are actually windows to other worlds. If you can understand the bowels of the world and get out, then you can enter and exit those worlds freely."
"Then how can I get out?" Angelet asked in a deep voice.
"Get out? You can never get out... Of course, you can enter these worlds. But you can't get out of here and enter the world of chaos." The old woman laughed softly, and her voice was like a silver bell, clear and melodious. "
Haven't you noticed that the further you go, the stronger the existence and skeletons you encounter?"
"What do you mean?" Angelet suddenly felt as if he had grasped something key.
"The labyrinth of time and space...If you can't understand this place, you will always be able to go back in time and never go back. Who knows that this is a tunnel that will never end..." The old woman looked back.
Looking at Angelet's face, "Did you know? You are now in an unknown time and space 26 million years ago. This is your limit. If you go forward, there will be more and more powerful beings from ancient times.
, getting stronger and stronger. Until the original state when everything returns to one point, everything about you will merge into the beginning of the world and turn into chaos."
Bang...bang...bang!!
Suddenly, there was a dull sound of footsteps outside the door.
An invisible huge force came in from outside the door.
Angelet's whole body was affected by this force and began to tremble slowly. It was the pure natural suppression of the ancestor's bloodline!
"This is... this breath is..." He suddenly recalled the giant skeleton, the powerful man who had to write on the ground never to retreat before he died.
The smells of the two are almost exactly the same, but the intensity is much different...
"He just wants to conquer an arrogant person here. Didn't you just see his skeleton a few days ago?" The old woman suddenly laughed strangely, "Young man... you have been completely lost...
"
Angelet could feel his heartbeat increasing. He was not confused by the other person's words, and just gently pressed the platinum ring on his left middle finger.
"It seems that I have indeed overestimated myself... You just said that after five hundred heartbeats..."
Before she finished speaking, the old woman on the seat suddenly trembled all over. The white flowers on her knees quickly shortened and shrank. In just a few blinks, they turned into a few brown seeds, then became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely.
Under the old woman's seat, white circles began to slowly spread out. The circles slowly pushed in all directions, and before crossing a certain distance, the red carpet on the ground completely disappeared. On the gray ground, there were patches of small blue-white flowers.
Grow slowly.
In an instant, half of the room turned into a sea of flowers.
Only then did Angele realize that his heartbeat had reached the 500th beat. He looked at the white ring with a solemn expression, then flicked out a red light with his finger and shot it into the ring.
The red light immediately disappeared in the air.
His expression changed, he picked up the mayfly nest in his hand and threw it forward.
The nest ball floated in mid-air and began to spin wildly. Countless flying insects sprayed out from the holes, like clouds of black mist, constantly rushing toward the old woman in the middle of the ring. They were completely unaffected by the white ring.
Each of the black flying insects lit up with red compound eyes and rushed towards the middle seat crazily.
In an instant, countless red lines seemed to light up in the room, all focused on the old woman in the center.
Buzz!
All the red threads stagnated in mid-air for an instant, then broke off and fell, submerging themselves into the flowers and disappearing completely.
Angelet let out a low roar, and his whole body swelled up rapidly. A large amount of black mist flooded his facial features, and the black mist dissipated, revealing a hard black-red carapace.
He completely transformed into his second true form. A black and red strange scorpion with a bloated and huge body, and more than ten legs on his lower body that were densely packed like a centipede.
But the size is not as huge as the complete body, just over two meters high.
The moment he successfully transformed, the Mayfly Nest suddenly shook and quickly released a huge amount of red insect mist, covering the old woman in the center.
Roar!!
Angele stretched out his right paw, and the eighth-level power surged out of his body crazily. Surrounding his paw, it turned into countless black mist and rolled toward the old woman.
The black mist was filled with screams and wails, and white human faces were vaguely visible.
boom!!
The scorpion's pincers clamped hard on the body on the seat, and then instantly shattered like a phantom.
"Well!"
Angelet groaned, and his entire right arm completely turned into nothingness from the elbow.
The white ring on the ground also slowly slowed down.
"Damn! I can't resist the aura that comes naturally!! It's not on the same level at all!! Leave! Leave here immediately!" He endured the severe pain and leaned back against the wall. He grabbed the doorknob with his remaining left hand and tried hard.
twist.
Snapped!
He actually twisted the doorknob right off, and the door didn't move at all.
Angelet glanced at the center of the room. The old woman was shaking more and more violently. Black bubbles began to appear all over her body. Then they exploded and grew again.
The white halo under my feet is getting closer and closer.
The violent black smoke of Level 8 was completely unable to resist its spread. The mayfly nest in the sky slowly began to emit white smoke, and it was obviously on the verge of damage.
hiss...
One of Angele's feet had already touched the white ring, and it instantly turned into nothingness and disappeared. The black blood spurting out from the wound was constantly being swallowed up by the invisible nothingness.
Trying to keep his body as close to the wall as possible, Angele felt that his heart was beating violently, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.
The danger so close at hand made his mind clearer than ever before.
All his mental energy was concentrated on the Ring of Fenir between his fingers.
A small purple-black rhombus crystal floated above the ring, but it was just a shadow. At the same time, a protective film of rhombus crystal slowly appeared around Angelet.
Angelet then breathed a sigh of relief. "This ring can resist ten full-force attacks at the eighth level. It is absolutely impossible..."
Just as the thought flashed across his mind, the purple-black diamond-shaped protective film had already touched the white ring on the ground.
A burst of sizzling sounds began to be heard from the intersection between the two. The white ring stopped and spread, and was blocked in place.
On Angelet's Ring of Fenir, the shadow of the purple and black crystal quickly faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"As expected of an ancestor-level existence..." Angelet felt a slight stabbing pain all over his body, and a large amount of black smoke continued to pour out of his facial features, pouring into the ring on his hand. The strange thing is that at this time, he
Instead, a smile appeared on his face.
Taking one last look at the old woman in the center of the room, he suddenly turned around and started running.
Throwing Fennier's ring with his backhand, Angelet jumped slightly and threw himself towards an oil painting on the wall.
Boom!!!
The ring and the nest of ephemera exploded, and countless black flames exploded in the room mixed with screams.
The moment Angele threw himself into the oil painting, he looked back and saw that the old woman on the chair was slowly standing up. Her whole head flew out suddenly, her neck stretched out, and she rushed towards her like a snake.
In an instant, countless black flames and black smoke caught up from behind, completely drowning everything.
Angelet heard a crisp click behind him, like the sound of shattering glass. Then there was a sharp pain all over his body, as if his skin and flesh were being brushed off layer by layer with a steel brush.
His vision suddenly went black and he could no longer see anything. Faintly, he heard a piercing scream coming from behind him. The scream was like a wild bull.
Then his back felt as if he had been hit hard by a train, and his entire back was numb and without any feeling.
Angelet steeled himself and managed to melt his body into a cross sword. He used up his last energy and knew nothing about the next step.