The howling storm raging in the Whirlpool Land was blocked out.
There were also swirling crowds of people. They stopped at the edge of the square and did not dare to set foot within the confines of the tower.
The people who got a temporary respite soon discovered that there was no wind inside the tower. Countless tiny cyclones lingered like ghosts in the dark tower without light, curling and blowing dry and cracked skin.
Potter took out the matches and lantern from his stomach bag and started to strike.
Chacha
A flame burst out, and the black smoke was swept into the surging small eddy. Potter lit the lantern, flicked out the match and covered the lampshade.
The dim light dispersed the surrounding darkness, revealing a wooden step extending upward deep inside the lighthouse.
Everyone else's attention was focused on the strong wind blowing outside. The shadowy vortex man stopped outside the square and did not approach the tower.
The Vortex Man would not step in, but there was no way of knowing whether the guards could come in. They each took out fluorite lamps or oil lamps to let the light spread outwards.
Langer pressed against the outer wall of the tower, and was so frightened that he took out the potion from his stomach bag and threw it at the wall while making a strange scream.
snap
Broken glass splashed in all directions with a crisp sound, and an unknown profound agent was sprayed on the wall.
"what happens?"
The exorcists who were frightened by him looked at him. Langer, who backed away, took out a new potion and pointed to the wall: "That place is crowded with vortex people!"
His transitional reaction stems from the conditioned reflex of dream experiences.
"What I threw out was a corrosive agent. It didn't react, so it shouldn't be the Vortex Man." He added.
Elena rolled up a lantern and approached the wooden wall. The unknown darkness faded away, and a horrifying scene was revealed before their eyes: densely packed vortex people crowded on the wall, forming a terrifying drawing of hell.
Even if you look closely, these amber-like swirling human flower scrolls are sufficiently real and three-dimensional. The only thing that distorts them is the life-like solidification frozen under the ice.
It's not surprising that Wrangell saw the wall as a vortex man. Even though they realized it was just a wall, they still focused most of their attention on it.
"Leave three people to take care of you," Lu Li said.
It is still unknown whether the wooden steps can support the trampling of too many people, and the vortex people may break into the tower at any time, so people must be left behind to prevent them from being blocked on top.
"I'll stay," Tris said.
He, Allen, and Lanna stayed at the entrance, along with half of Lu Lifen's potion.
Lu Li, Elena and the rest of the group stepped onto the unexpectedly solid steps, winding upward along the spiral steps filled with the outlines of vortex people. Walking on the stairs surrounded by strange walls was unsettling, and even the oil lamp could not dispel the feeling in my heart.
of depression.
The tower has no windows, and the depth outside the light is like an unknown depth underground, as if it is going down instead of up. They have to take a revealing potion to prevent the indistinguishable vortex people from suddenly jumping out of the darkness and attacking them.
After climbing about one hundred and fifty steps, they found that the "material" of the wall had changed. The outlines of the vortex people gradually appeared in the lake. Elena said that they were showing guard characteristics.
Going up dozens of stairs, Elena's statement was confirmed, and the exorcists also recognized that these vortex people were turning into guards. However, as long as they did not come alive and crawl out of the wall, they only needed to be treated as murals.
"Mr. Lu Li... we can't go any higher."
At this time, Porter stopped, raised his slightly bent fingers that could not be straightened, and said with an ugly face: "I can't straighten my hands... There is pollution here..."
People raised their lanterns to observe each other, and soon discovered that Yoder's hair had become curly and Langel's nails began to curl up.
Vortex pollution is more or less present in them.
They looked at Lu Li worriedly. Fortunately, the exorcist's black hair was not curled and his palms were not bent.
Potter guessed that the higher they went, the more serious the pollution would be, like a transformation ritual, and the higher they went, the more they would turn into those monsters.
Everyone took the protective medicine, and Elena also received a bottle to withstand the contamination of the tower and continue upward.
They arrived at the middle of the tower, where the twisted mural transitioned from vortex people to guards. When it changed from guards to pure curly lines, the team had to stop again because of the twisted pollution.
The protective medicine had an effect, but when they saw Lu Li's hair becoming frizzy and his palms that were difficult to straighten, they realized that there would be no other possibility except for everyone to become a vortex man.
Someone has to climb the tower alone.
"I'll go up." Langer took the initiative and said.
"I'm the oldest." Porter wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Langer.
He raised his palm curled into a bird's claw: "I am the most polluted."
People were silent because of this.
In the end, Elena and Langer continue upward. If something unexpected happens, either one will have time to bring the other one back.
The figures of Elena and Langer disappeared around the corner, then their long and narrow shadows gradually moved away, the dim light from the edge of the oil lamp disappeared, and finally, the sound of footsteps stopped ringing.
Lu Li and the remaining people started to return the way they came.
When they returned to a third of the way from the middle of the tower, the steps under their feet suddenly trembled uncomfortably and had nothing to do with the difficulty of the wooden steps to support the weight. The trembling came from the tower, from the earth on which the tower stood, and from the depth of the earth.
at.
The breeze that stirred up eddies around him disappeared at this moment, and indescribable sobs poured out from the bottom of the lighthouse, drowning everyone who was unable to react in time.
The attacker had no form. It was the violent wind gushing out of the narrow lighthouse space. Naveen, who was walking in front, bore the brunt. He rolled like a door panel that had been blown off, knocking Wenger behind him away, and collided along the steps and rolled into the tower.
Deep inside, Yoder rolled a few times and caught the steps without being blown away like Wenger.
Compared with the lucky Naveen and the unlucky Wenger, the boundaries between Lu Li, Porter and Yoder were much wider. They rolled and collided under the breathless wind. In the chaos that was about to be enveloped by the darkness, they lay on their backs.
Lu Li on the steps grabbed Yoder's arm as he rolled over him.
Before Yoder had time to hold back, Lu Li's hand slipped from his arm to his wrist, and only the front half of his hand was left, and he was about to break free.
Lu Li quickly reached into his stomach bag with his left hand, grabbed two bottles of medicine, and smashed them in front of Yoder. The bright fluorescent liquid saved several people who were about to be swallowed by the darkness, and most of them fell on Yoder's body and his open mouth.
When Lu Li completely let go of Yodel's hand, his figure slipped into the other world.
After a brief period of suffering, the raging airflow gradually disappeared, leaving behind three figures surviving the disaster.
Lu Li climbed up from the steps and took out the fluorite lamp. The dim light revealed the outlines of Naveen and Potter who were still lying down.
They got up one after another, and Porter tremblingly took out the oil lamp and lit it. He found that they were the only ones around, and he even broke his head. He covered his forehead with his other hand and made a sound of pain.
