Chapter 33 The Castle Intertwined with Reality and Fantasy (Part 1)
Gordon looked up at the owner of the finger, a fat female goblin with a grass skirt around her waist and a scowl. She put one hand on her hips and pointed at Gordon with the other and cursed. The smelly black juice kept dripping from the corners of her mouth and flowed onto her fat and soft neck.
The folds of the neck were squeezed into circles of blood, bright red, and shaped like saw teeth.
Behind him, all kinds of strange creatures lined up in a long and winding queue, pointing fingers at Gordon and making dissatisfied noises.
At first glance, they are ugly and ferocious, like monsters that only appear in nightmares: some are holding their heads in their hands, with bubbling in their necks; some are green-faced and fanged, holding scrolls and chanting loudly; some are shaking their incomplete wings,
Fuzzy flesh and blood scattered around...
However, Gordon could tell from the colorful totems painted on their faces, the expensive and rough ornaments they wore on their ankles and wrists, and the stone forks and knives they held in their hands, that most of these monsters were mutated from sand cavemen and goblins.
One of the monsters was about six meters tall, as tall as a mountain, with huge breasts hanging down like sacks. She was a giantess.
Gordon looked past them and into the distance. The sky was like a half-black and half-red curtain, as black as ink and as red as blood. The red light was gradually fading from the horizon, and the wings of darkness swept all the way, spreading rapidly towards here.
Gordon couldn't tell whether what he saw in front of him was an illusion, or whether he had entered a strange space. One moment, he was kicked into the black swamp by the ghost salamander, and the next moment he was in a different place, with completely different scenery, and the distance between them would not exceed
One second.
"Why are you staring at me in a daze, get out of here quickly!" The female goblin pushed Gordon impatiently, her palms as cold as ice, revealing rotten spots.
Gordon turned his head, and a strange rock castle stood in front of him, casting a huge shadow.
The entire castle is like a huge mountain, towering and steep, with sharp edges and corners. Windows of different shapes are dug out of the mountain, some like open eyes, some like split mouths, and some like twisted hearts...
…Every window is brightly lit, shining with a psychedelic and coquettish light.
The entrance to the castle is a narrow door, dark in color, facing Gordon. The door handle is inlaid with a skull, and fat white maggots are drilled out of the black eye sockets.
"Why is he so hot?" The female goblin put down her palms and looked at Gordon in disbelief. She suddenly screamed and rushed towards Gordon, "His body is hot! He is alive!"
Gordon flew up and kicked the female goblin away. The female goblin's belly split open and colorful intestines flowed out, but she stuffed the intestines back in and cursed viciously.
The long queue was in chaos. The monsters' eyes radiated bloodthirsty light, and they roared one after another: "He is alive, there is a living person!" "Catch him!" They bared their teeth and claws, and jumped around like a crazy tide.
Flock to Gordon.
Gordon ran away, with no escape route around. He could only run towards the entrance of the castle, and he suddenly woke up: they were all dead people! They were bones buried in the sin pit! The reason why there were goblins must be after the giants ate the goblins.
, threw the bones into the pit of sin, and sank into the black marsh with the blasphemers of the Sand Cave Clan.
But why are these dead people resurrected? Why are they mutating?
"Bang!" Gordon broke open the castle door and rushed in. The monsters rushed after him and blocked the small door so that no one could get in for a while.
"Get away!" A warrior from the Sand Cave Clan with a collar of colored gems around his neck suddenly took action, waving his arms, surging air, creating countless phantoms, and threw out a dozen monsters crowded at the door like a whirlwind.
"No, there's another one that's hot!" He yelled back, and a thrown figure bounced off the ground, waving its claws, and also howling angrily at the Sand Cave Tribe warrior, who was none other than the confused Ghost Salamander.
The two sides were entangled and fought fiercely. The sand cave warrior's fists were like a sandstorm, whipping up gusts of wind and making Guixiao shake around. "Bang!" He hit Guixiao's chest firmly with one punch, knocking him wide open.
He vomited blood and fell backwards.
Gordon rushed into the hall on the ground floor of the castle. Thick fog filled the air and rolled endlessly. A strange spiral staircase was looming in the fog.
Gordon rushed up the spiral staircase, rushing up all the way, and saw layers of corridors.
The entire staircase is like a vine that climbs infinitely high. The corridors are branches extending all around, and the rooms in the corridor are densely covered with leaves. The corridor is winding and deep, and all the rooms are
It was closed tightly, and a colorful light shone faintly through the crack in the door.
From time to time, Gordon heard footsteps wandering back and forth in the corridor, and the light in the crack of the door reflected strange figures: some of them had faces with petals, bright skin, and hands like tentacles; some were pale, with limbs as rugged as bones,
There are sarcomas, as if they were transformed from man-eating flowers and strange trees.
It became increasingly difficult for Gordon to confirm whether the scene before him was really an illusion. But there was no doubt that it was all related to that weird anti-life.
Changes also occurred in his mind, and the solidified mental power was completely shattered. Countless pictures were thrown at the tooth shadow, turning into dense and mysterious silver patterns, imprinted on it. The tooth shadow beat frequently, became more and more solid, and gradually changed back to
The fangs, which were originally as white as frost, emitted a clear and cold light.
This fang connected with Gordon's mind, and he immediately understood that the silver patterns were the inheritance of Shizhi's lineage. However, the silver patterns were like a heavenly book, obscure and difficult to understand. They seemed to be spiritual cultivation inheritance, far beyond Gordon's.
understanding ability.
After a while, there were noisy and chaotic footsteps at the bottom of the spiral staircase, and the monsters roared and chased after them. Some of the sand cavemen were very fast, and their steps were changeable, showing their superb martial arts attainments.
If he continued to escape like this, he would be caught up sooner or later. Facing those sand cavemen with superb martial arts skills, Gordon didn't even have a chance to fight, so he could only hide temporarily and find another way to escape.
Gordon turned around, left the spiral staircase, and turned to the corridor on the left. A piranha monster suddenly jumped out from the shadows, and its tentacles wrapped around Gordon.
Gordon stepped out of the way and hit the petal face with a punch full of energy. The man-eating flower monster staggered and fell, the petal face split open, and the corrosive juice sprayed on Gordon's fist, causing bursts of stings.
pain.
Gordon held onto the body of the piranha monster to prevent it from making any noise. There were a row of rooms on both sides of the corridor. Each door was made of rock, with several different numbers engraved on the door, like house numbers. He tested
He pushed the door to the adjacent room and it opened silently, casting a bright orange light on the rock floor. Gordon grabbed the body, rushed into the room, and closed the door with his backhand.
The moment the door closed, the orange light in the room went out and it became pitch black.
Gordon threw away the body, moved his body to prevent a sneak attack, and looked around.