I don’t know what I was thinking. I was probably overly curious because of the weird atmosphere. I couldn’t help but reach out to the layers of spider webs with my hands. When I realized what I was doing, I had already started to
Slowly uncovering the cobwebs covering its exterior.
Although my reason is telling me that what is hidden under the spider silk must not be something good, but I am afraid that I am inexplicably obsessed with this environment. I still keep my hands on my hands all the time, and I even feel an unknown sense of pleasure.
As I peeled off the threads one by one, it was as if the burden and anxiety on my body were peeling off little by little with the movements of my hands.
The silk thread above had been almost pulled, and a dark figure was revealed inside. It had no hair, no coat, and no skin. It was smooth and dry. I felt a sticky and wet feeling on my hand, and there was a tingling sound.
There was a slightly pungent and putrid smell, and then he came back to his senses and realized that it was actually a skinned corpse.
It's just that this corpse has obviously been left there for a long time, and all the flesh and blood on the surface has almost dried up. It turns into pieces and falls off when touched. It has lost the bright red color when it was first skinned and turned into something like
It was purple-black that had been violently oxidized, and there were several long black and gray strips hanging on the surface. It was unclear whether they were blood-stained spider threads or exposed epidermal nerves.
I turned sideways and looked at the faceless head through the shining green light. Although most of his facial features had fallen off, the general outline was still there, especially his mouth.
A very exaggerated arc, looking as if he was extremely happy, and his mouth was so wide that it almost split his jaw.
Looking closely, his eye sockets narrowed into a line, like bent shrimps, and his whole bloody face showed a vague smile, as if he had been skinned and imprisoned here. Not only was he not a
A painful thing, but it seems to make people extremely happy.
Why was he so happy? Was there anything worth being happy about before he died, enough to make him forget the pain of his skin being peeled off from his flesh and blood?
If his expression was painful and ferocious, then I would be able to accept it. At most, it would be a little uncomfortable when I first saw it. However, this uncharacteristic expression makes people feel even more terrifying and inconsistent.
That bloody smiling face lingered in my mind, and from time to time it would moan with pain, but also laugh with great joy.
Because this scene reminds me of the corpses in my hometown, starting with Li Zhuzhu’s family, that were skinned alive, naked, and dripping with blood. Their bloody bodies were covered with minced meat, foam, and red blood.
The strange scene of black blood flowing all over the floor, overlapped with the corpse with a bright smile in front of me, seemed to pull me back into that endless nightmare.
I turned around and decided not to look closely at the body that looked like it was mentally polluted. I calmed down and thought rationally about why the victim was tightly entangled in spider threads and bound in this world called Tiantian.
The wrong place?
First of all, judging from the scale of the spider silk, it is obvious that these spider silks are continuously woven by a spider, but the volume and total amount are more than ten times larger than that of ordinary spiders when weaving webs.
Generally speaking, it can be inferred from this that unless these silk threads are artificial, if they are natural, then the size of these spiders themselves is at least the size of one or two people.
I remembered the giant termites I had encountered in the termite nest on the wooden floor of the factory. However, because I was infected by the whitewood miasma at that time, the things I saw in my eyes were enlarged many times for no reason. The specific size of these termite poisons was probably only
It is only slightly larger than ordinary insects.
But what I see now is the spider silk that completely wrapped a human corpse, indicating that those giant spiders should be real. Even though they seem to violate the laws of nature and the theorems of physics, since it is the evil witch cult,
It's a weird place where anything can happen.
For such a huge spider, if the strength of its limbs and bite force were also amplified, humans would be like moths caught in a spider's web.
Not to mention resisting or escaping, it can easily chop and chop several people in half at the same time. It can almost be said to be a great killer weapon that is far more dangerous than ordinary beasts like lions and tigers.
The only way to deal with it is to stay far away, pray not to be noticed by it, and quickly leave this forested place.
But there is something strange. If the giant spider that may exist was bound here to prey on humans, why is it that after so long, the body is almost rotting, but it is not eaten?
They just peeled off the skin completely, but the remaining parts of the body did not move an inch, and then threw it here. Although it was still well stored, they didn't care about it. They couldn't want to use it as a food reserve, right?
Wait, I subconsciously feel that if this kind of giant spider really exists, the evil witch cult will definitely not raise it just as an ordinary poison, but worship it as some kind of god or incarnation of power.
They even perform rituals similar to lunar eclipse rituals.
These people who died tragically in it were probably not the same as the ghost companions I met in Kali's three life realms before. They were all sacrifices to the ghosts, and their skins were peeled off so cleanly.
It's definitely not something that stupid insect limbs can do, only well-trained people can do this.
The greatest significance of these sacrifices is probably not for eating, but for religious significance, right? It can be seen from the completely sincere smiles on their faces that this is so that the sacrifices themselves can taste it.
The most pleasurable act was while being skinned alive.
As I walked forward, there were more and more cocoons formed by this kind of spider silk, and they even turned against guests, blocking the murals behind them. Even if I didn’t tear them apart one by one, I knew that there were probably corpses inside.
The body of the victim.
This place has completely transformed from an art museum-like scene before into a gloomy and dangerous insect nest, and I am just a fluttering moth that accidentally fell into a spider's web.
Huh? I suddenly heard a strange sound coming from my ears. It was obviously the sound of something crawling or squirming. The hairs all over my body suddenly stood up. I became extremely alert and looked around, trying to track down the source of the sound.
However, the strange thing is that I can't determine the specific direction from which the sound came.