Under the dark red sky, as soon as he saw a figure running quickly on the desolate but extremely flat ground, a burst of smoke and dust surged behind him, and the wind brought by the running figure blew it in this dark place.
swaying on the ground.
In the smoke, the gravel collides, and there seems to be bursts of joyful dance in the silent wilderness.
As the figure ran away, the grains of gravel floating in the air swayed slightly, as if being grabbed by countless invisible hands, falling again and returning to their original positions.
Lin Mo ran across the dark wasteland holding a black paper lantern. He ran far away and was getting closer and closer to the center of the red sky.
It was surrounded by several mountains, and there seemed to be something in it, but it was too far away and there wasn't enough light, so Lin Mo couldn't see clearly.
His steps were fast, leaving deep footprints on the ground. He did not stop and did not dare to stop. The strange scene he saw earlier made Lin Mo very afraid. The light of the black paper lantern in his hand seemed to be brighter than before.
A bit weaker.
Time is passing, and there is not much time left before the black paper lantern is completely extinguished.
In a depressing environment, the mood becomes heavy, but in this case, if you persist, you may still find a way out. If you give up, there is only one end.
Maybe by then, Lin Mo's palm will appear in the previous wasteland, raised high, trying to climb into the sky. Maybe Lin Mo's palm will directly rot, turn into soil, and become a part of this place.
He couldn't stop, and he didn't dare to stop. He ran quickly and came to the side of the hill. Without any hesitation, he rushed directly to the top of the mountain. Lin Mo didn't care about what was behind him, as long as he could help him get from here.
Just leave.
If it doesn't work, then continue to look for a way to leave. Compared with waiting for death doing nothing, working hard is the hope.
Across the top of the mountain, Lin Mo saw a huge statue. It was a spherical-shaped statue, so densely packed that everyone who saw the statue felt their scalp numb.
What the statue was originally was no longer visible, but from Lin Mo's perspective, he could only see that it was a spherical statue, with arms stretching out from inside, and palms open, facing towards
Outside, he seemed to be trying to catch something.
Those arms are like branches, criss-crossing, growing from another arm, and then growing countless arms. Countless palms appear at the ends of these arms, and the connected palms are still one after another.
Those palms seemed to be grasping something, trying to grasp something. The palms at the back were grasping the arms in front, and the arms in front were grasping the empty space.
All the palms are black and blue, just like Lin Mo
Before entering here, the palms I saw in front of the door were the same as the palm hanging on Lin Mo's arm at this time.
A chill ran down his back. Even though Lin Mo didn't have trypophobia, the sight in front of him made his skin crawl. He saw a broken arm. There was no palm on that arm, and the broken part seemed to be...
Something looks familiar.
Subconsciously taking a look at the severed hand on his arm, Lin Mo understood instantly.
When they were at the gate, these palms appeared behind the door, trying to drag Lin Mo in.
Lin Mo came in, but was not caught by those hands. The hand holding Lin Mo's arm fell for some unknown reason and clung to Lin Mo's body.
A strange and terrifying scene appeared in front of him. The huge statue made entirely of palms filled the basin surrounded by several hills. Lin Mo did not go down, nor did he dare to go down. The horror of that thing made him
I have experienced it myself.
Subconsciously taking a step back, Lin Mo looked alert and at the same time controlled the power of the shadow to wrap up the severed hand on his right arm.
He didn't know if these things would react to each other, and he didn't want to attract the other person's attention.
His heart beat like a drum, and tension continued to spread. Lin Mo reluctantly moved his eyes away from the statue and looked away. He raised his head and looked at the dark red sky.
The appearance of this statue here is definitely not a coincidence, and the appearance of the broken arm without a hand at the top of the sculpture is definitely not an accident.
"Perhaps this dark red sky is the exit!"
Lin Mo had a guess in his mind. This sky was different from other places, and facing the statue made of countless palms under the sky, it couldn't be an accident.
He was attacked by these strange hands in front of the gate of Building 1, and almost caught him. All these strange hands appeared here, and the top one was broken. At this time, he was still holding his arm.
If this is not an accident, then Lin Mo's speculation is probably true.
But there was a problem. Lin Mo couldn't fly. He wanted to pass through the red sky, but it seemed that there was no other possibility except flying.
There is no place to climb, nothing to borrow strength from, no ladder. The highest place is the top of the statue composed of countless hands. That huge statue can indeed be climbed.
But Lin Mo couldn't go. No one could guarantee whether he could escape if he went up. If he was grabbed and pulled by those hands, according to the condition of those strange hands, Lin Mo would not be able to escape at all. The final result was
Maybe he died among the strange hands and became part of the statue.
Subconsciously swallowing, Lin Mo suppressed the feeling in his heart that followed the strange hand statue in front of him.
The urge to climb up moved my gaze to other places, to the dark distance.
In the distance, a dark sky was slowly changing. The black slowly receded and slowly turned into dark red. Lin Mo looked at it and his heart skipped a beat. He seemed to see a statue under the sky.
rise slowly.
The statue is also a huge ball. On top of it are legs stretching out, twisted and bent, strong and strong, slender and white, withered and thin, long or short, thick or thin, densely packed, and in front of Lin Mo.
This statue has the same purpose.
His body trembled suddenly, and Lin Mo suddenly came back to his senses. His consciousness returned to his body instantly, and his back was already wet with cold sweat.
His eyes widened, looking at the changing sky and the slowly rising statues under the sky. A weird and weird atmosphere filled every corner of this space.
where is this place?
Lin Mo didn't know, and he didn't have the intention to know at this time. Even if someone wanted to tell him, he might slap him in the face to see if that person would lose an arm or a leg.
Things are changing here. This is a fact that Lin Mo doesn't want to see, but it is actually happening.
The shock in his heart could not be suppressed, and Lin Mo also doubted whether everything in front of him was false. After all, Mr. Feng once said about the levels of mood.
"Looking at mountains is not mountains, looking at water is not water?"
Lin Mo also thought about this, but the severed hand was holding his arm tightly. Even if there was a black shadow blocking it, he could still feel the rough lines on the palm.
How do you think a mountain is not a mountain? How do you think a water is not water?
He lowered his head. There seemed to be no other way out in this desolate space. The only way was above his head. But even if he climbed up the statue made of countless arms, he was still a few meters away from the sky.
A very long distance.
Not to mention jumping, even flying, I'm afraid it would take several minutes to cross the sky.
what to do?
Lin Mo was anxious, the footprints behind him disappeared again, the sky in the distance gradually turned dark red, and the numbing statue under the sky was slowly rising, as if
As you grow taller, you also grow up.
His heart was beating more and more violently, but Lin Mo still didn't think of any solution. He stared blankly at the black paper lantern in his hand. Only half of the lamp oil was left in it. The light began to waver and seemed to be extinguished soon.
.
The time left for Lin Mo passed quickly, and the time was getting less and less, but in front of him was an insurmountable obstacle. What should he do?