After walking along the deserted road for a short while, Kamiyagawa felt something was wrong.
This has been going on for about seven or eight minutes.
He hasn't met a single monster yet!
Thinking back to the time when I was at Hualing Gui School, I had experiences like Xiqi Boyzhi’s baby monsters, but they were everywhere.
"Is it because the map is different and the situation is different? There are no mobs here?"
Kamiyakawa thought this in his heart, and at the same time, his hand holding the hatchet tightened unconsciously.
He always felt something was wrong.
It seems that from just now, there seems to be something that has been following me not far or near.
Kamiyakawa stopped and looked around.
All around, twisted trees loomed, blocking most of the light.
"what is that?"
After looking around, Kamiyagawa did see something worth paying attention to.
In the dark shadows of the surrounding trees, there was a white object about fifty steps away from him.
"What is that, a white plastic bag?"
Things that exist in reality are generally found in the Kaitan world. Therefore, it is not a strange thing to see white plastic bags here.
But soon, the conjecture that the thing might be a white plastic bag was rejected by Kamiyagawa.
That white mass seems to be moving.
It's twisting.
Keep twisting.
"Did it suddenly get a lot closer to me?"
When Kamiyagawa came to his senses, the white mass in his field of vision inexplicably grew larger.
It still keeps twisting at a strange frequency.
The distance now is only about forty steps.
"Scarecrow?"
It doesn't seem like it is.
The white object does not look as "thick" as the scarecrow, but more like a batch of white silk, or white smoke, light and fluttering.
A few more seconds passed, and there were only thirty steps left.
The white object was twisting and turning non-stop.
Weird, twisting and turning.
Twisting around, twisting around.
No matter what it is, whether it's a large white plastic bag, silk ribbon, white smoke, whatever, it shouldn't be twisting like this at this moment.
Because there is no wind at all in the mountains and forests.
Kamiyagawa assumed the posture of a self-evident dragonfly to face the enemy. He understood that he must have encountered something strange now.
Twenty steps.
The white objects look a little clearer.
It seems to have a human-shaped outline, but it looks like a human but is not human.
twist.
More violent twisting!
Approaching quickly at the same time!
Kamiyakawa kept his stance as he was about to swing his sword, his eyes locked on this strange enemy.
However, in the end, he still didn't see clearly what this white humanoid thing looked like.
Because when there were about ten steps left, Kamiyagawa's vision began to blur inexplicably, and everywhere he looked, there were tiny white swirling spots of light.
Soon, his vision began to lose focus due to the distortion of these white light spots, and everything around him seemed to be twisting.
Ongoing--
Twisting around, twisting around.
"Something's wrong, the fight hasn't started yet, and I think I'm almost dead?"
Kamiyagawa's consciousness also began to fade, but there was still reason left.
He knew he might be in trouble.
That strange white figure seems to have incomprehensible abilities.
But Kamiyagawa, as an old immortal, faced the predetermined death situation, but his heart was not too disturbed.
However, he never wanted to die in vain.
When the rabbit is anxious, he still kicks off the hawk.
His vision was distorted and his mind was blurred, but Kamiyakawa felt fierce in his heart.
Relying on his last bit of rational judgment, he began to take steps towards the twisting white figure in his field of vision.
"Even if you die, I have to cut you open to open your eyes!"
Flying across distance, the blade divides time.
Self-exhibiting flow, three-foot strike!
The blood-stained knife tip snapped down sharply. This was a knife that was fast enough to cut with precise timing!
But when I hit it three feet, the palm of my hand holding the handle of the knife didn't get any feedback from the hit.
This sword cut through the air.
This is the first time Kamiyagawa has swung three feet in the air.
"The speed of this thing is faster than my 'Xi' time control?" This is the last thought that can be formed in my mind.
After the three-foot strike, Kamiyagawa's physical strength was already exhausted. And due to the strange influence of the white object, his brain seemed to be slowly rusty and could no longer continue to function.
I can't think anymore.
Everything in his sight was twisting and turning, and the lake-white figure was already close to him.
Twisting around, twisting around.
The Kamiya River was shrouded in white, and his body began to twist violently, began to turn white, and began to become light and upward, as light as a batch of white silk ribbons, or white smoke.
In the end, he turned into something human but not human at the same time.
Twist.
Twist.
Kamiyagawa disconnects...
…
In the cherry blossom forest, Kamiyagawa sat up as if waking up from a nightmare.
He was breathing heavily, his heart beating violently.
After playing "Kaitan Monogatari" for so long, except for the first few times, Kamiyagawa has rarely felt this level of fear when "death".
"That thing is too weird." Kamiyakawa wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked down at the newly created paper man on the ground.
The death of the scapegoat was very miserable.
The body was stretched a lot and twisted out of shape.
"Am I going to become the same as that thing in the end?" Kamiyakawa was a little scared.
Fortunately, it was just in the game.
If I encountered that thing in reality, I really don't know what to do.
Buzzing.
Mobile phone vibration.
[Encountering strange stories from strangers, twisting and turning.]
[The foreign visit catalog has been updated.]
[Name of the strange story: twisting and turning]
[Grade: D grade]
[Status: In the world of ghost stories]
[Interview progress: 16%]
(When the progress reaches 100%, the ghost story can freely travel between the real world and the ghost story world according to its own wishes.)
"As expected, he was squirming around."
A strange tale from the countryside that twists and turns and has a slightly funny name.
The reputation is not small.
In rural areas of Japan, scarecrows are usually placed in the farmland to drive away birds. These scarecrows are made of straw and put on clothes that farmers do not want. They are light in texture and will dance with the wind when the wind blows.
However, many people claim that when they are in the countryside, looking at the endless farmland, they will see a mysterious white object in the distance writhing around in the countryside day and night. This object is not as "heavy" as a scarecrow, but looks like a scarecrow.
A batch of white silk ribbons or a wisp of white smoke fluttering in the wind.
Whenever someone moves towards this writhing object and wants to find out, no matter how far you go, the object is always wriggling far away from you!
"D-level? Sorry, it's the same level as Hanako." Kamiyakawa rubbed his temples.
This thing appears along the abandoned road, making the new map very risky to explore behind.