Zhuang Wuming nodded when he heard this, silently took out the Queen Mary and stared around.
The floor of the wooden corridor is made of pure wooden boards, with wooden dado skirts on both sides, and the walls are painted white.
But many places have been damaged, and an old and cold feeling permeates the place.
"crunch"
Walking on the wooden board, the old floorboards made an unpleasant friction sound, which was particularly scary in this silent corridor.
Silently, they reached the fork in the road. There was a passage on the left and right. Zhuang Wuming looked at Hong Ling and asked, "Over there?"
"It's almost the same. This place seems to be similar to the infinite corridor below."
The two looked at the depths of the corridors on the left and right, and there were two more forks more than ten meters away.
Zhuang Wuming walked towards the left passage, Hongling followed, but the next moment Zhuang Wuming suddenly felt something was wrong.
Turning around suddenly, Hongling's figure disappeared, and behind her was the fork in the road just now.
It was horrifying in my heart, Hong Ling knew how strong the other party was, yet he disappeared without a sound. This was simply unbelievable.
A dark wind blew from behind. Zhuang Wuming took a sudden step forward without even thinking, and then swung the knife with his right hand to slash towards the back.
The air shook violently, and a scream passed away in a flash.
A pair of pale, illusory arms suddenly retreated into the darkness ahead.
Zhuang Wuming had goosebumps. He saw a group of decayed black palm prints appearing on the shoulders of his tactical vest.
It was obvious that the hand just now was on his shoulder. It was such a weird monster that he didn't even have time to see its attributes.
Speaking of extreme caution, "I slashed with my sword just now, and this illusory white hand retreated."
"Although it has no form, violent air vibrations seem to affect it."
"I have seen some theories before, the soul is electromagnetic waves or frequencies."
"I split the air with this knife, and the friction generated heat, coupled with the fluctuations caused by the distortion of the air, it may have caused some damage to it."
"At least my sword skills are not completely useless," he said, holding Queen Mary tightly in his left hand, which was his trump card.
With the addition of two skills, he thought he still had the strength to fight.
"Hong Ling is missing. We have to rely on ourselves. With her strength, she shouldn't die."
"It's very weird here. It seems to have a way to distort space. You need to be careful."
After calming down, Zhuang Wuming moved forward along the corridor. No matter what monsters there were, the only way out was to move forward.
I walked through the corridor and came to the fork in the road. I looked left and right, but nothing happened.
It was peaceful, but Zhuang Wuming was not careless. He could feel a strange coldness staring at him.
Stepping into the corridor on the left side of the fork, a snow-white illusory arm stretched out from the shadow behind Zhuang Wuming.
It silently grabbed at his feet.
Silently, it rested on Zhuang Wuming's feet.
At this moment, a spiritual shock came from Zhuang Wuming, turning into a faint wave and hitting the arms.
Woo woo woo
Horrifying, sharp cries and screams, the illusory white arms stiffened under the mental shock.
There was a gunshot.
Bang
A precise psychic bullet hit this arm.
snap
Like fireworks exploding, the snow-white arms burst apart and turned into dots of white light that dissipated in the air.
At this time, the attributes of these strange hands appeared in front of Zhuang Wuming.
I looked at my attributes and found 30 more evolution points.
"The value is about the same as that of ordinary zombies, but it has skills and looks pretty good. I hope I can explode a few skill cards."
He shook his head and moved forward carefully. Wooden doors appeared on both sides of the corridor. Different from the corridor just now, there were rooms.
With vigilance in his eyes, he walked step by step to the wooden door on the left and raised it with one kick.
clang
The wooden door was kicked open, and Zhuang Wuming stood with a knife, alert to monsters that might appear at any time.
There was no response for a while, then he turned around and kicked the wooden door on the right.
The wooden door shattered, and a cold black light shrouded Zhuang Wuming from the cracked wooden door.
Bang
Stomping his foot on the ground, Zhuang Wuming quickly retreated.
The black light came too fast and enveloped him in an instant.
A kind of fatigue emerged from his body, and a monster that was filled with black mist and looked like a ferocious mummy rushed out and rushed towards him.
There was a strange green light flashing in its eyes. Seeing these eyes, Zhuang Wuming felt bad instinctively, and his head felt dizzy, as if he had been slapped with a sap.
Two dry and sharp arms headed towards Zhuang Wuming's throat, the dark nails flashing with an ominous light.
"Go away," he shouted angrily, and rushed towards the monster along with a circle of mental shock.
At the same time, Zhuang Wuming fired five shots with his left hand, accurately hitting the mummy.
"Kakakaka"
Making a dry sound, this strange monster fell to the ground.
A circle of psychic energy exploded from its body, but within a breath, it turned into a puddle of black sand.
With his heart beating, Zhuang Wuming slowly calmed down.
If he had been a step too late, he would have been seriously injured even if he was dead. He looked at his attributes and his expression changed slightly.
Willpower has become 2.1 (3.3), and endurance has become 2.3 (3.3).
"The black light before and the eyes of this monster are all skills that weaken endurance and will, are they curse series?"
"Supernatural monsters are so scary. You can get hit by them if you're not careful."
He stopped in place and did not move around at will.
Reloading ammunition, eyes cold, waiting for his condition to recover.
A few minutes later, Zhuang Wuming found that his attributes had recovered.
"Sure enough, this kind of weakening has a duration, but a few minutes is enough to distinguish the superior."
"Skills are really scary. Just with attributes, it's hard to be invincible."
As soon as we entered the fourth level, we saw two kinds of monsters. Although they were only evil-level elites, they all had skills. This threat was not comparable to that of zombies.
"These skills are all good things. It would be great if the skill cards could be released," a trace of enthusiasm flashed in his eyes.
Recovering his peak combat strength, he came to the end of the corridor.
Before the two forks in the road, he frowned, "Is it another choice? When will it end?"
Ding ding ding~
A strange bell rang, Zhuang Wuming turned around suddenly, and a corner of his dress flashed past.
Squinting his eyes, he felt something strange.
After thinking for a while, he turned back and continued towards the route he had chosen.
Ding ding~
Another bell rang, and Zhuang Wuming turned to look at the corridor behind him, where the sound came from.
At this moment, a thought suddenly came into my mind. It was very strange, as if I was asking for help again.
"Help? Trap? Or is there a secret?" A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Zhuang Wuming finally chose the direction from which the voice came.
Following the bell that rang from time to time, Zhuang Wuming came to the corner, and a faint figure disappeared in a flash.
"It seems like you want to lead me somewhere," doubts arose in his heart, and he felt a trace of wisdom.