Chapter 12 Entering the Secret Dorm for the first time
It was like black mucus, but it was squirming and full of flesh. It gradually swallowed up Victor's intact skin. Before long, Victor would be completely absorbed and digested by it.
The invaded part of his body began to grow something like a tumor, mutating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The pain made Victor kneel down on a futon in the middle, and his heart-wrenching wails did not win the slightest mercy from this strange creature.
And at this moment, among the neat rows of spiritual cards on the huge table in the center, a certain spiritual card without a name suddenly shined. In the void, it seemed like there was a sharp knife, scratching deeply on it.
A certain sparky name came out.
At the same time, the yellow robe that was placed on the table stood up strangely without being touched, and seemed to be blown away by the wind. It floated to where Victor was, covering him wonderfully.
On the back.
The black monster, which was already twisting and growing infinitely, was covered by this yellow robe, and all its excess flesh began to succumb. Some pus and blood exploded out, and the black monster kept twitching under the yellow robe.
, as if venting one's unwillingness.
In the end, all the black tumors that grew up melted away, leaving only some black marks like knife wounds still attached to Victor's body, which were suppressed by the yellow clothes and could no longer continue to grow with the help of Victor's body. p>
Victor looked at the black pus and blood all over the ground, his expression still horrified.
He could clearly feel just now that everything about him was being digested by the monster on his body. The pain of being eaten bit by bit was really unbearable. If the yellow robe hadn't come over by itself, Victor would most likely have died.
It has been swallowed up.
The thin yellow robe hung on Victor's shoulders like a piece of rag. Victor looked at the robe carefully and saw only densely packed text on it. He didn't know what it was written on. It was like some kind of ancient hieroglyphics. He couldn't read it at all.
I understand, but apart from this, the entire yellow robe looks ordinary.
In short, this piece of clothing has a mysterious power. As long as Victor wears it, the creatures parasitic in his body will not be able to cause trouble.
This is easy to understand.
Huh~~!
Taking a long breath, Victor looked up and looked at the spiritual tablets on the table in front of him. One of them was so bright that it was clearly visible, and a new name appeared on it.
"Victor Damon...me?"
This is like recording people who enter a Taoist temple, but just writing their names on the spiritual tablets, Victor always feels very unlucky.
He originally thought he was about to burp, but unexpectedly, he unexpectedly suppressed the monster. His first thought now was to steal this yellow coat and leave here quickly before the owner came back.
Victor is still a little wary of this Taoist temple, as everything that happens always reveals the evil here.
After making the decision, he immediately exited the main room. His long robe was dragged to the floor, but Victor didn't care.
Looking up, the mysterious woodland is rippling in the breeze. Thick fog still fills the unknown road ahead, and I don't know where I can go after passing through this fog.
Such an ethereal scenery made Victor unsure whether he was in a dream or reality.
Another thing is strange. The surrounding area is too quiet. There are no other buildings except the Taoist temple, and there are no signs of any biological activity. It is not a familiar natural environment at all.
Victor is very nervous now, even a little scared.
A legendary author once said: The oldest and strongest human emotion is fear, and the oldest and strongest fear is the fear of the unknown.
What is currently before him is a large number of unknowns that cannot be escaped.
However, Victor can still clearly realize that if he cannot overcome the fear in his heart now, then he will have no choice but to shrink here forever.
So, he took the bronze key, put on yellow clothes and took steps towards the unknown direction of the thick fog.
It looked very close, and it wasn't far to walk there. It was just a few bushes away, but when Victor stood in front of the thick fog, he discovered a very strange phenomenon.
This mist permeates the innermost part of the forest, as if there is some kind of force that separates it from the forest, and is clearly distinguishable. The blend of gray and white can be felt thickly by sight.
Victor had never seen such a strange sight. He touched the fog with his vigilant hand. The fog wrapped around his fingers as if it had vitality, and then slowly spread along his arms, dissipating with time and distance. At the same time, a low murmur suddenly appeared in Victor's mind.
"Vincent..."
This low moan made Victor feel in a trance for a while, and then his expression suddenly changed.
"Who's talking?!"
He looked around, and finally turned his attention to the mist, feeling that someone was calling him inside.
With a hint of passion in his originally anxious heart, Victor stepped into the thick fog and followed the road ahead.
The fog is really too thick...
When people are inside, they can't see their fingers, and they can't even see their shoes when they lower their heads. Moreover, some strange movements around them will give people a very uncomfortable feeling.
Some chewing sounds... some rustling movements... some liquid dripping, and there seemed to be countless strange eyes staring at him from invisible places.
The black marks on the skin were slightly turbulent again, but the next second they were suppressed by the yellow clothes.
Victor took a deep breath and looked to the left, right and ahead. He could feel the slight fluctuations in the mist. It was the feeling of being played with by other substantial creatures. It was like playing with the strings of a piano, and the people on the other side could feel it.
Until then.
But he didn't notice any other creatures around him.
His heart was beating fast, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of confusion. The mist seemed to be alive. Victor could feel that they seemed to want to drill into his seven orifices, bringing him some kind of madness and fascination. However,
There is always a force blocking these thick fogs, so that Victor's mind can still remain clear.
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I don't know where the strange sound came from, but it really entered Victor's mind. It was a very mysterious language, it couldn't even be called a language. By analogy, it was more like it came from another plane.
The soul-shaking noise is somewhat similar to the murmurs Victor heard in the cell.
All in all, there was some kind of discomfort in the fog... It was so uncomfortable that Victor wanted to get out of this fog quickly.
Fortunately, as we walked further inside, the thick fog became slightly lighter. Victor could now see the environment about ten meters away, but the road was still far away and there was no end in sight.
Finally, he saw a shadow, a very huge shadow. It was like a mountain, looming in the mist in the distance. It seemed to be composed of dozens of egg-shaped peacock tails, blooming and giving.
Victor feels a great sense of oppression.
Yes, a sense of oppression.
Even with limited vision, Victor could see the outline in the fog because it was so big.
But when Victor concentrated his attention and looked at this huge shadow, his consciousness seemed to be hit hard by an invisible force, which made him mentally collapsed. He went blank and his ears were buzzing, as if he was
Warn him: You are not qualified to look directly at objects far in front of you.
Victor covered his head and continued to move forward a few steps without giving up. But every step was quite laborious. Countless thoughts tearing apart his consciousness exploded in his mind, and even his vision became blurred.
"You can't get closer...you will die..."
This was a sober thought that Victor finally came up with.
He turned back, not daring to look directly at the giant creature in the distance, and retreated into the thick fog like a frightened rabbit.
His consciousness recovered a little and his head no longer hurt. Victor thought about what he had just seen, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"If you can't get through, you can't get through at all... What the hell is this place?"
Victor can clearly feel that the place he is now does not belong to any cognitive world view.
In addition to the Taoist temple in the forest, there is something extraordinary hidden in the thick fog! This kind of thing makes me, a mortal, unable to even take a look. Just now, he was almost shattered and fell into madness.
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"No, I have to go back and see if there is any other way out of the woods..."