Path of the Dead Prequel: Wings of Silver

The bends of the stone cavern swept before their eyes, and they were soon blindfolded, and they reached out to wipe them away, and their eyelashes were soaked with new beads of sweat, and their vision became hazy and surging. Soon, a black shadow appeared fifteen meters away, it was the fat dreamcatcher, he heard the footsteps behind him, stopped in place, turned his head to look.

"Well, there are some things that I can't do on my own, so let's just go together. "Seeing me panting, the rabbit didn't ask much, and walked side by side with me. Strange to say, he is said to sweat more easily because of his rich body, but this guy is very clean, but there is a fine layer of sweat oozing from his forehead. He told me to take the Saga Wing off, and said that it was useless when the detective left.

A few minutes later, we returned to the ruined nest and began to sort through the rucksacks scattered all over the place. He asked me what else I couldn't put at ease since Ebizio had promised me that I would get people back. To be honest, I wouldn't have been so anxious if Lin Rui's call hadn't come, and it was clear that they were engaged in another chaotic battle in Glascok while we were busy. In addition to talking, the mobile phone is full of whistling wind, which means that several people are running on the road at this moment. Moreover, his call was to confirm the location of the hotel in Black Maple Town, which indicated that several people were tired and planned to stay as soon as they arrived at the land, and then get a good night's sleep.

Combined with all the signs, I think it's just a false head to come to the town tomorrow morning to meet, and at the moment the few of them are rushing here with Fan Fat's high school girlfriend. So, if he learned that Krys was sent to the Jedi as Miss Kosita, and that he had lost his whereabouts due to the uncertainty of his fate and his whereabouts, what would Lin Rui be angry about?

And for Soul Scythe, Boxing King and others, the main target is the secondary drill, and that is the top priority. Miss Corsita, though important, was not the only one, and by the time she was found, at least half of the people who had gone in had already exited. If people have benefited, why should they stay in the vortex and joke with their own lives? At that time, the situation will be even more deteriorating. The Urku Ancient Mansion has taught me a long lesson, the people of the Dark World have always rebelled, and now they say that every once in a while, and you can't see it with your own eyes, God knows what kind of rhetoric will be made then. So, I had to do it myself.

I had packed my bag, grabbed enough ammunition, and was about to rush in, when I saw the rabbit standing empty-handed, staring at me in a daze.

"Later, when I thought about it, I felt that all the people went in at once, and there would be no room for maneuver in the future. The rabbit became nervous, pointed to the stone cave where we came, and said, "And no one knows what kind of evil consequences will be caused when the people on the peripheral cable station divide the spoils unevenly, and then come to dig indiscriminately." In short, someone has to be left here to squat. "

"It's nothing, people should do what they're good at, I can understand. Patting the rabbit on the shoulder, I walked past him into the ruins, and said, "Soon, another group of Lancasters will come to Black Maple, and if I don't come back, you tell them I did my best." "

"Wait, don't forget that we're coming back to make amends, so let's make a connection with each other first, so that you don't lose your voice too, and then it's worthless. Listening to it, I think the only thing that is unimpeded here may be the only thing left to return to the gold line, although I don't understand, but I can find other ways to find you. The dreamcatcher dragged me back, pulled out the lid again, and brought the cigar-like thing up, saying, "It's called the Owl, and it's a harmonica that makes a fart noise, and its special low frequency can be heard in any noise." I have another bottle, and when you see them, you blow a bone whistle, and when I hear them, you will give a sound point, so that you can light the fire javelin, mark the way back, and even if you fail, you can get out of the way, and don't take any chances. "

With that, he asked me to look at one of his canine teeth, and my pupils moved with it, and I didn't feel the presence of the limb for a long time. At that moment, I heard a crisp snap of my fingers, and when I came back to my senses, I saw that I had reached the edge of darkness, and he raised his hand at me and gave me a thumbs up, indicating that the docking work was successfully completed and that it was now time to begin.

"Don't think too much, maybe it's me who scares myself, they are still seasoned veterans no matter how many times, and they can't be much worse than Leeann.Forest. Those are just two very different genres. I tried to keep my composure, cleared the black mist like thick juice in front of me, and began to step into this unknown path with no idea.

After a person plunges into the mist, it is like jumping into a deep pool, and the various rocks and cliffs that can be seen at first become untouchable, and when you reach out to explore, you are surrounded by a cold hot wind, and even the soles of your feet are like stepping in a sea of flowing sand. His eyes were pitch black, and no matter how wide he was, he wouldn't help. I feel something similar, the same as the nightmare of chasing the roe de into the mercury heart valve a few months ago, and I don't remember the process, when the person was conscious, he had already fallen into a strange wood.

Sure enough, I don't know how long I walked, I was shocked, the fog in front of me subsided, and I was already on the ground, as usual, I couldn't remember what happened a minute before, and how I got here. Missing mirror lamps were scattered at the end of the darkness, faintly illuminating the strange reef rocks around them. The wind that blew over it lost its heat for no reason, and became very clear, seeping into the body like a sharp knife and scraping the bones, which made people shiver involuntarily. How is this possible? How can it be so hot as purgatory, but how can it become cold and bitter when you come to the river of underground lava? This anti-physical phenomenon makes me raise my head.

The magma, which had been glowing with flames through the amber crystals, had somehow turned blue, and the bursting bubbles spit out green flames that slammed down on the basalt, condensing layers of gray scale. I couldn't help but look dumbfounded, is this the so-called vortex? I don't understand the meteorological problems, but how can the temperature also be reversed? The hot lava has become the Himalayas, and it is so cold that people can't rely on it. Am I dreaming, or am I really entering this unknown realm?

With my cheeks puffed up, I began to shout in all directions, hoping to attract the attention of others, and who would have thought that the wild shouting seemed to be muffled by some substance, which could only be heard by my own ears, and could not be transmitted in the slightest. All kinds of weirdness here, even if people standing outside want to break their heads, it is unpredictable, no wonder Soul Scythe and others have thrown themselves into the darkness and become silent. I took the owl out of my bosom and brought it to my lips to blow it, and soon after, a whistle came from the depths of the volcano, echoing through the vast expanse of land. This indicates that the rabbits left in front of the ruins can hear it, but it is impossible to tell where it is.

"It doesn't matter, the Logan man is as timid as a rabbit and doesn't dare to trespass on the Jedi, but he should still be fine if he does some small things to guide the way. "Compared with the yin snake that once stood on the pine of Shura, this place is just Erer, maybe it's all an illusion, Lao Tzu is a person who has seen a big scene. I cheered up, lit a cigarette for myself, and began to reminisce about the nightmare of a few hours ago.

Before Yamakari Seferna broke into the Condia Stone Gorge, this Jedi was a long, narrow underground tidal flat, with a beehive-like reef behind it and a flowing rock pool in front of it. When Ingram dragged the carrion down here, he was so tired that he couldn't go any further, so he found a very shallow cave nearby, and with his vision I remembered the path he had walked. Then I just had to touch the rocks on the edge and keep walking straight, and I would soon find them. This is something that the Soul Scythe does not have.

Having made up my mind to act immediately, I returned to the mirror lamp and looked at any detail of my surroundings to make out that the road should be on the left-hand side. At that time, auxiliary fishbones were not yet commonplace, so I had to tie the headlamp to the rifle rack with adhesive tape and start to move slowly towards the welt. After walking a few dozen meters, he soon saw a person half-sitting on the gravel ground.

"Eh, why are you hurt?" and as I got closer, I recognized that he was the son of the world, and that he had never spoken to him. The man was trembling, holding his head in his hands, and his whole body was limp and weak. Looking at his hood again, his eyeballs turned to the corners, and he was already sane and on the verge of collapse. Seeing that he didn't respond, I held his armpit and began to drag it backwards, all the way back to the mirror lamp. The man whimpered, slowly relieved his breath, and waved his hand again and again when he saw that it was me.

"Why? can't you hear?" he looked around in horror, his hands groping around his body, as if looking for something. It was only then that I noticed that he had somehow taken off his stabbing suit, was shirtless, had no weapons on him, and was missing even the various bags he was carrying. Seeing that I was looking, he grabbed me by the collar and shouted, "Where did you get in?

"Walking through a period of dark sand, I woke up and stood here, like in a dream. "I'm going to describe it to him in general terms, and then ask him what he wants me to listen to, and where the others are.

"I don't know, I don't know anything, and all of a sudden they're all gone, and this hellish place is full of dull thunder and sharp screeching, like a ghost door opening and a figure frozen. Before he could come back to his senses, he was knocked down by a black shadow. What the hell is that?" he stammered in response, and seeing that I had a Walkman around my waist, he reached out and grabbed it, put on the headset, and turned the volume up to its loudest level.

"I said, how can you take other people's things casually? What's wrong with you?" Seeing that he was not ready to return it, I tore it with him, but this person's wrist strength was extremely strong, and he pushed me several meters away, holding the headset tightly and refusing to let go. When I saw that he was behaving abnormally, I thought to myself that it could be a nervous problem, and if I annoyed him, I might lose my mind and play with me.

Seeing that I left him alone, this man shouted at me to stop. He took off the headset and put it back on, and after a few times in a row, his appearance gradually returned to normal, and then he took off the machine and brought it back to me, saying that he was much better, and the noise was obviously much weaker. Now that I'm going to move on, this thing might come in handy.

"What the hell is going on? and your equipment?" I asked, half-crouching, giving him a bottle of mineral water, and lighting a cigarette.

"There were strange screams back and forth, and I could hear their voices, but I couldn't see anyone. Then, I seemed to be stepping between the clouds, and the mud under my feet turned into dark clouds, and I couldn't tell where the trap was and where the ground was, don't you wonder?" he still spoke in a disorderly manner, and this demeanor was tantamount to explaining that this person had encountered many unexpected situations in a very short period of time, resulting in sudden stress disorder, and he knew that he was describing, but he couldn't find the focus at all, he just thought of what to say, and this person needed a professional physician to guide him to explain things completely. Soon, he noticed that I had taken off my saga, hugged my face and shouted, "Where's your hat? Why did you take it off? You'll be mistaken for a blonde by a male ghost." "

"What a mess. I interrupted his chatter irritably and handed him the cigarette in my hand to calm him down.

After a few cigarettes of smoke, he quickly calmed down and described to me what had happened after the crowd had broken into the whirlpool. If I had gone on, I would soon have seen a strange skeleton, which Eupaceo thought was very wicked, and ordered oil to be poured on it, and when the fire was kindled, all strange things began to follow. Everyone around him disappeared before his eyes like a light bulb that went out, and a loud roar began to ring, a sound that was dull and sharp enough to drive people crazy. Soon, he felt a pair of eyes staring at him, and saw a black shadow sitting at the foot of the rock, and slowly turned it around, and the strong man couldn't help but be startled, this was a dark brown rotting corpse.

A fear that he had never experienced before came over him, and he involuntarily pulled his legs back and fled. It's okay not to escape, it's like triggering some kind of curse, the black shadow screams and chases quickly, the strong man parries while trying to run back to the stone cave, but he is entangled in his footsteps, after countless fights, he thinks he got rid of the carrion, but this thing can't be killed at all, and every time it is blasted into a gray fog, it will chase from other directions. In the end, it pounced on the strong man's body, and countless maggots and earthworms poured out from his nostrils, mouth, and even between his fingernails.

"I know what your eyes mean, I'm not crazy, as long as you keep going, you'll soon see the power of the sheep. By then, you'll be even crazier than I am. He curled up and shuddered, and said categorically: "Anyway, I will never go back, I will stay here, it is better to be scared to death." You, beware of the guys you bump into, they can't be trusted, and they might pull out a knife and stab you to death. How can all men become beasts? There is only one normal, but more terrible than anyone else. "

"I didn't want to drag you back, you can stay as long as you like, but who is that normal person you are talking about?".

"Our widow, Luna, reached out to the other side of the darkness as a scout before everything started to go crazy, and after stabbing her with a wooden spike, she fell into absolute madness, and soon jumped on the cliff and crawled away, so she didn't suffer the poison. The strong man glanced up at me and sighed: "The rest of your questions are also in vain, I don't remember anything, I slowly understand it." It's not a good idea to go to the widow in such a ghost place, and who knows if she will be lost and ask for more blessings. "

I stopped talking nonsense with him, and began to walk slowly against the rocks, and walked out about fifty paces, and the green head light spotted a pile of firewood, which was pitch black and large, and its shape was particularly strange. When they came to the front, a gust of wind blew, blowing some cotton wool-like particles one after another, and the things that were pressed underneath were exposed. There is no doubt that this is the animal skeleton of Bai Sensen, which has been lying here for so long that the skeleton has come loose and the air currents have been blown into a heap of east and west.

But what kind of animal is it? I browled down, fiddling with the wreckage with the lumen of my flamethrower. Nearly four meters long, the object has the claws of a beast, the radius of a bird, and even the antelope-like horns. However, if you ignore these identifications, the main body should be a large ape, with a body length of between two and three meters, and the extra sharp claws and horns and ulna are all bred on this skeleton. This thing gives people the feeling that it should be good at illusion, and can break through DNA to transition from the animal family, because the selectivity is too broad, before receiving a fatal blow, multiple brains manipulate part of the body is evolving, but it is dead before it is formed. Restored, that's probably it.

The frightened man had said that the source of all this was that they were going to burn the salute when they saw it, and then strange things happened. Looking around the gravel field, there was nothing else, it was clear that it was it. However, the process was not completed, and there was still unburned in the charred bones, which was a sign that the situation was chaotic at the time, and people left it and ran away.

I've never seen how the Burning Rite of the Dark World is done, and there seems to be no standard for whether it should be roasted or broken. If you look at the 2201 file described by Lao Dai, it should be burned to ashes, and according to the instructions of the soul sickle, it only needs to be scorched. At this moment, the bones are still there, but the crowd is all lost, so should I take the flame of revolution and carry it through to the end? No matter how you look at it, this thing is very evil, and it is always a hidden danger if it is not removed. Thinking about it, I took out my lighter and lit the flame, intending to give this thing another overdose, and when the fire reflected it, a bizarre scene appeared.