Lu Li stepped onto the street. He saw all kinds of weird things walking through the street. It suddenly seemed like a circus wearing monster skins was parading. Compared to the old sewer, the weird things here were less chaotic and more orderly.
For example, there would never be a "gallery" in an old sewer—even human towns in the old days were rare.
The gallery attracted Lu Li like a trap for Lu Li. He had no desire to refuse and visited this weird gallery.
There were no tickets and only a few guests. The twisted artworks were so dazzling that humans would go crazy just by looking at them. Only Lu Li remained unmoved and stopped at the only painting he could "appreciate" with the content "Blooming Flesh Rose"
"In front of the skin painting.
"I call it "The Howl of the Film". This beautiful painting was formed naturally, and its death wail can be heard in every petal."
A sharp explanation sounded next to him, and Lu Li looked away from the leather painting.
Bloody and twisted, weird and grotesque, this is the beauty that Weird pursues.
"Dignified guest, welcome to visit..."
The ugly and weird man who was only as tall as a cane, wearing an unknown leather coat slanted across his face, greeted Lu Li.
"You know me?"
"The eye of art sees all things..."
Lu Li briefly felt the gaze of an indescribable being. Another ancient-level supernatural god?
"How do these works of art compare to human works of art..." it asked.
"The style is different."
These "arts of art" have twisted power attached to them, rather than being simple paintings.
"Would guests be interested in leaving one? While the artworks cannot be compared, the Exorcist piece will give it a place of its own."
Faced with the weird irony, Lu Li asked him to bring a blank scroll. In the curator's proud mood that "the trick had succeeded", he released a touch of humanity.
It's like crystal frost climbing up the window, and the vitality in the blank scroll is like a relief, like the natural lines of the inscription.
"What's this……"
The curator looked at the painting with sadness.
"Its name? I call it Hope."
From this day on, there is a unique painting in the gallery of Dark Star City.
After declining the oil painting presented by the "curator", Lu Li left behind a businessman's eyeball. As for what the gallery would trade with the Land of Light, it was not up to him.
Lu Li left the gallery and wandered on the street.
Just as darkness will always exist, once human towns cannot avoid dirty things, neither can weird towns.
Perhaps it was the forces that imprisoned the "last bloodline of Dark Star City", or perhaps they just coveted Lu Li's humanity. Something like a collection of bones, flesh, and mucus, like the remains of a meat grinder, attacked Lu Li.
Lu Li failed to destroy it - because the steam silhouette was in Dark Star City. He fell from the sky and killed the strange wreckage and destroyed half of the city block, which also attracted the city's defense force.
Like a frosty cobweb, it spreads from the direction of the royal city.
"I heard about the swamp, do you need help?"
"Take it, and the Land of Light will contact you."
Lu Li rolled his eyes and asked the steam silhouette to leave here.
He needs to win over Dark Star City, and it is best not to let them discover that he is with the murderer who destroyed the city.
"I'm leaving, you go to a place for me." Steam Silhouette said stiffly.
"What am I going to do?"
"No need to do anything, just take a look."
After Lu Li wrote down the address, the steam profile melted the rock beneath his feet and merged with the magma.
The guards pulling the spider silk then descended. They wondered why Lu Li was here. Lu Li only told them that he was attacked and then rescued by an unknown entity.
The chaotic and orderly Dark Star City still decided to want Steam Silhouette, but it did not protect the forces that attacked Lu Li, and began to search for their traces and protect Lu Li.
Lu Li maintained his curiosity about Dark Star City and wandered around, arriving at the address given by the steam outline.
It's like the dilapidated streets of a slum, filled with filth. If Lu Li was still a human, he would encounter an illusion of sanity when he stepped here.
The Spider Guards following Lu Li made the monsters living here retreat, and one could actually see the fear and numbness of poor people in these monsters.
The address of the steam outline pointed to a shack, and Lu Li's Spider Guards stayed outside. When they walked into the shack, they saw a lingering and severely ulcerated monster.
"Who are you?"
Weird, or the alien speaks human language.
Lu Li lifted his hood, revealing his human face, but the stranger unexpectedly recognized him: "Exorcist... human?"
"It's me."
What a complicated look it was, a look mixed with complex emotions of longing, envy and disgust.
"I don't like you, I have always..."
The dying stranger fell into unconscious gibbering, narrating intermittently:
"Dazzling, unreal..."
Lu Li checked his condition. The flesh and blood under the ulcerated skin was squirming, stirring with Lu Li's, or in other words, the aura of humanity.
"...but I don't blame you."
"You have no obligation to save the world, but you still did it..."
"You can still be saved." Lu Li took out the merchant's eyeball.
"No...I'm already rotten...I..." The alien gradually opened his mouth, and maggot-like flesh and blood tissue squirmed in his throat.
"Kill me..."
He finally regained consciousness and stared at Lu Li with his cloudy eyes filled with tiny creatures.
"Kill me..."
Facing the stranger's plea, Lu Li remained silent and stretched out his left hand.
…
Young sprouts emerged from the deep wound, and were covered by the boy who put down the strange corpse. He forced a smile to his mother: "I brought back the prey. These should be enough for us to eat for half a month... I want to take a rest..."
He didn't see the fear shown by his mother and returned to the room and fell on the bed.
A faint conspiracy came from outside the thin door, and Lu Li heard the mother encouraging the timid man to kill the boy.
"It's too late... If we don't kill him, we will all die..."
Squeak——
The door was pushed open, and he grabbed the reflection of the iron sheet and peered into the house.
The boy didn't know anything about it, or he knew it and didn't care.
When the trembling middle-aged man stabbed the iron sheet into the boy's chest, the boy woke up in severe pain and struggled. But when he was about to escape from the middle-aged man's control, another figure rushed towards him and screamed viciously.
The angry boy fell still.
"He is going to become a monster... kill him, kill him quickly..."
"mom……"
The boy stopped struggling and watched sadly as his mother ferociously held the man's hand and the iron piece and stabbed it into his heart.
The wriggling flesh sprouts healed his wounds, but the boy's soul died at this moment.
…
The animated flesh and parasitic life died with the boy.
Lu Li wanted to bury the boy according to human rituals. However, this was meaningless in Dark Star City. His body would be dug up and eaten soon after leaving.
