The swamp was squirming and boundless. Gordon felt increasingly dizzy and dizzy, and his empty stomach felt like it was being squeezed hard. Whenever that voice whispered in his ear, there was a spasm of pain in his stomach.
It could not go on like this. Gordon once again activated his breath technique, and the source of spider silk radiated around, and the whole person entered the external circulation again.
Although it is scary to merge into the mire, the closer you are to danger, the more likely you are to find a way to survive.
"I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry." The overwhelming roar filled the eardrums, and rotting corpses emerged from all directions. Gordon seemed to be the freshest food, attracting them like moths to the fire, and they kept coming.
Gordon struggled to endure the bombardment of sound waves, and the spider webs vibrated layer by layer. Before the broken limbs could get close to Gordon, they were bounced off by the spider webs and smashed into pieces. This move consumed too much of the spider webs.
Fortunately, Gordon's source of power is extremely pure and he can still sustain it for a while.
After a long time, Gao Deng suddenly felt his heart beating rapidly, and his eyesight turned black. The corpses appeared one after another, which was exhausting and despairing. His energy was gradually exhausted to the end.
A corpse slowly crawled over. It was hard to distinguish, but its flesh and blood was very plump, and there was no rot or pus. Gordon found that its limbs were still there, and there was a thick and long gold chain hanging around its neck, which was very eye-catching.
.While crawling towards Gordon, it bit its own arm, tearing off the muscles with a "squeak" and swallowed it in big mouthfuls.
Is this a fresh corpse? Gordon's heart moved, and the source of spider silk passed through the corpse, allowing it to crawl closer. "Pa" Gordon grabbed the corpse and lifted it up. Its two legs naturally hung down, and its knees
Slightly turned out, the legs present an "O" shape.
Like horse thieves! They have been on horses for many years, and many of them have similar bow-legs. The corpse struggled awkwardly and was still biting its own arm, as if it was extremely hungry. Gordon remembered the overwhelming smell when he first fell into the mire.
The wonderful aroma. Could it be that all the broken limbs couldn't resist hunger and temptation and eventually ate themselves?
Gordon exerted force on his hand, and the source of spider silk shattered the body into pieces. The gold chain also broke into several pieces and slowly fell into the mire.
Gordon was suddenly shocked. All the corpses had rotted and turned into mud. So where did their belongings go? Clothes may rot, but what about metals such as swords? Why can't they be seen here?
Gordon did not hesitate and followed the undercurrent. I don’t know how long it took, but the undercurrent became faster and faster, like a huge wave rushing all the way. With a bang, Gordon felt his body light up, and he rose into the air.
Escaped from the quagmire and fell onto the ruins.
There was a "click" sound under him, and Gordon stretched out his hand to touch it. It looked like a rusty and brittle iron sword that had just been broken by his own crushing. He looked back and saw that there was a dense rock honeycomb behind him, and he couldn't tell the difference.
Which cave did you fall out of?
"Poof!" A long blood-red tongue popped out from a certain hole and rolled towards Gordon. Gordon put one hand on the ground and jumped backwards. The bloody tongue flew away, then rolled back and sank into the cave, never to be seen again.
movement.
Gordon thought for a moment and walked straight forward. There were many gold and iron objects around, as well as a few fragmentary jade articles. He picked up a piece of jade pendant and wiped off the dirt. The jade pendant was dark green in color and covered with green spots. It was made of porcelain.
It is a unique ornament of the country, and you can vaguely see the tiger head pattern carved on it.
A large number of business travelers died tragically and wandered into the desert, which gradually led to the interruption of the Porcelain Road? Gordon slowly walked through the ruins while recovering his strength, and a large block came into his sight.
The buildings in this neighborhood are extremely weird. The towering gray walls are crooked, and the wall rocks are of different sizes, like building blocks piled high by a child, which will collapse at any time. The houses are also round and pointed, with different shapes, as if they are twisted.
of plasticine.
The closer he got to the block, the less clearly Gordon could see its appearance. Gray mist emerged from around his feet, drifting around like a ghost, shrouding the entire block in darkness.
Gordon stopped at the entrance of the block. It took him half an hour to completely regain his strength before moving forward. He knew it was dangerous, but he had to go in. He was about to faint from hunger. Even if he couldn't find food or find a horse thief, it would still be the same.
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"Dang-dang-dang" the moment he stepped into the block, the harsh bell rang suddenly, echoing in the night sky. Gordon looked around and saw a tapered bell tower standing in the darkness in the distance, like a thorn in the night sky
The fangs. The huge iron clock hung on the top, shaking slightly. A black shadow clung to the big clock, with two vertical pupils as bright as red flames, staring straight in Gordon's direction.
The bell rang three times in a row and slowly faded away. Gordon felt as if the whole neighborhood suddenly came alive. The wind blew the sand through the streets, whining, and countless shadows were watching him furtively.
Gordon thought for a while and headed straight for the bell tower. He walked along a wide street. The road was piled with rocks, rising and falling, making it steep and difficult to walk. On both sides of the street, the houses were closed. Gordon tried
I pushed the door of a room. The rocky door panel was thick and heavy, making it difficult to push. It felt uneven where the palm of my hand touched it.
He took half a step back and looked at the stone door carefully. With the light of the fire rainbow dagger, the rough patterns carved on the stone door were vaguely revealed: an evil ghost stood in a wheat field, holding a sickle high, as if cheering and celebrating, surrounded by high piles of grain.
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Can evil spirits still farm and harvest food? A sense of absurdity filled Gordon's heart. He came to another house again. There was also a pattern on the stone door: an evil ghost with protruding cheeks and sharp mouth stood among several winding curves.
Grinning widely, his scaly arms hugged a fat fish tightly.
The curved lines looked like rivers, but where did the river come from in the ghostly desert? Gordon felt more and more incredible. He started to go from door to door and looked carefully. Almost every door had carved patterns, all of which were evil spirits cultivating the forest.
Common scenes of fishing and hunting.
How does this look like a ghost town? Gordon turned around the street and suddenly heard a rush of running sounds. A black figure rushed out from the alley on the side, roaring randomly, and the sword in his hand danced into a ball of snow light.
It's a horse thief!
Gordon's belly growled, and he stretched out his foot. The horse thief stumbled and fell to the ground. The sword flew out and hit the high wall with a clang.
Just as the horse thief was about to get up, he hit his center with a simple and powerful elbow. Then his arm was twisted backwards, flipped over, and the horse thief's face was smashed to the ground. "Bang!" Blood spurted out from his nostrils, and the horse thief burst out.
I was dizzy, my hair was pulled up, and my waist and eyes were firmly stepped on by a foot.
Gordon quickly searched the horse thief's body with his other hand, but found no food and no water bag. The horse thief kept twisting and struggling, shouting incoherently: "Ghosts! There are so many ghosts! I will fight with you!"
"I am a human being, not a ghost." Gordon turned the horse thief's face to let him see him clearly.
"Kill you, you evil ghost! Spare me, I have a lot of gold coins, give them all to you!" The horse thief screamed regardless, his face twisted in fear, and his bloodshot eyes seemed to bulge out.
"Pfft!" Gordon's fire rainbow dagger stabbed into the horse thief's shoulder, blood splattered out.
"See clearly, I am a human being, not a ghost." He said calmly.
The horse thief screamed in pain, Gao Deng took his time and stabbed him with a dagger again: "See clearly, I am a human, not a ghost."