From a certain perspective, it is quite a visual impact to have tens of thousands of human bones neatly mounted on the wall.

Liu Xiao has long passed the stage of resisting accepting the bones of the same kind. That kind of inner resistance will breed fear, and after seeing it too much, it will become numb.

Each skeleton has several long thorns nailed to the surface of the pit wall. The head, neck and some important joints are all penetrated by long thorns.

What does this detail represent?

If the body is just fixed, there is no need to insert long thorns into various parts of the body.

It can only show that every corpse here was still alive when it was nailed to the wall of the pit.

Liu Xiao took a deep sip, and the cigarette butt quickly burned to ashes.

Just imagine what it would be like if so many living people were imprisoned here.

Despair, panic, pain, wailing, and anger were intertwined and multiplied, like hell.

Moreover, this is definitely not the work of ferocious beasts. Orcs do not have such bad taste, let alone combine torture and death. What they pursue is results and efficiency.

Only the human race itself, or other intelligent beings, can perform such perverted operations, because some pathological stimulation is itself the product of intelligence and diverse personality abnormalities.

Guess what's at the bottom of the pothole?

The answer is, there is only a high-backed chair and nothing else.

It's a bit interesting.

It seems that someone once sat leisurely below and enjoyed the pleasure brought to him by the pain of others.

Looking at the ordinary chair, if you guessed correctly, the owner of the chair is the culprit behind this place.

Facing everything in front of him, Liu Xiao's mood was unmoved, and he even didn't take it seriously at all.

He had long noticed the change in his temperament, his contempt for life, and his desire for death. He didn't know when it started, but it had been subtly affecting him.

Liu Xiao can be considered tolerant. As long as he still retains the emotions of a human in his heart, can distinguish right from wrong, and can cherish whether it is family, friendship or love, he does not care about the slightest flaws in some aspects, and even feels good about them.

Therefore, he didn't think there was anything wrong with the pits that were once Abi Hell and were now filled with bones.

Since you are no longer so normal, why bother forcing others to have some hobbies?

Okay, there seems to be nothing else here except bones.

Directly in front of Liu Xiao, on the other side of the pothole, is a door.

He flew past and entered the underground tunnel that was almost exactly the same as before. Although he had the previous experience, his traveling speed did not increase and he still maintained full vigilance.

Not long after, they entered an empty hemispherical underground palace. There was nothing special about it. It was equivalent to a transit hall. There were more than 20 levels of circular platforms built on the curved wall. On each platform, there were

Doors of the same size and style. Above each metal door, there is a series of numbers, which should correspond to the bunker on the ground. All doors are open.

There are fifteen closed crypts on the bottom floor of the underground palace. The internal space is very large. It seems to be a warehouse for storing items. Unfortunately, after checking all the crypts, he did not leave even a grain of rice in them.

It was so long ago that even with Liu Xiao's keen sense of smell, he couldn't smell what had been placed here.

In addition to the warehouse, the ground floor also has six corridors leading to other places.

Liu Xiao hesitated for a moment, left a mark on the arch of one of the corridors, and then got in.

After that, I passed several underground palaces one after another, with different functions, but they were all the same and clean. The move of this house was really thorough.

The underground world of Blackwater City is only one aspect. What makes Liu Xiao a little helpless is its internal complexity. Different corridors lead to different underground palaces, and each underground palace will have more corridors for you to test your choices.

If there are some good things left here, if you walk around and pick them up, this journey will not seem so boring, but the reality is so cruel.

If it weren't for the possibility of a free door connecting the inside of the fan ring, Liu Xiao might have turned away long ago.

It was time for the multiple-choice question again, and this time in front of him was one of twelve choices.

Just as he was about to follow his previous practice and enter the corridor on the far left, Liu Xiao suddenly stopped as he stepped into the arch.

Turning his head slightly, he looked at the door at the end.

Just now, Feng Dong noticed irregular airflow surging in the area connected to the corridor.

There are living things...

Moreover, the breath is not weak.

A living anchor had been planted in the body of the holy beast before, but at this moment, the silly big guy was still staying in the center of Blackwater City. He had already exceeded Liu Xiao's spiritual realm and could not use wind language to speak to it.

If he went out like this, he was not confident that he would be able to find this underground palace again. He raised his head and assessed whether he could drill through the soil, return vertically to the ground, and then call Wangcai over.

The evaluation results are not optimistic. At least there are no rocks in the 100-meter-thick soil layer. The weapon is not an electric drill. It can cut well, but digging holes cannot. It takes a lot of time and the movement is not small.

He lowered his head and walked straight towards the corridor, his figure also disappeared.

Liu Xiao, who merged with the darkness, gradually slowed down his pace. As he got closer to the end of the corridor, a strange sound appeared in the noise lingering in his ears.

Liu Xiao didn't notice it at first, but the sound caused by the evil spirit was actually weird and changeable, making people cry and howl. When the rattling sound like grinding teeth became more and more sudden, he realized that it might be

The movement produced by that living creature.

Liu Xiao felt a faint sense of uneasiness, and his steps became slower and slower. At this time, he could already see the entrance to the underground palace at the end of the corridor.

Suddenly, the gurgling stopped.

A head appeared at the end of the line of sight, a human being, a living person.

His whole body was pale and there was no hair on his body. This man looked straight at himself, with the corners of his mouth raised exaggeratedly. His eyes were like a hunter staring at his prey, or in other words, a starving ghost seeing his favorite food.

The most special thing is his pair of fierce red eyes in the deeply sunken eye sockets.

Liu Xiao felt that all the pores in his body were open, and a cold chill shot from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai.

The blood mist suddenly overflowed, and it turned around and swept backwards. The strong wind, silent rain, and the blessing of Feng Yuanqin, ran out of the corridor in an instant, took advantage of the wind, and directly reached the top of the underground palace.

And that person had actually chased him into the underground palace at a speed that was no match for him.

Liu Xiao finally saw the whole picture of this "person". He was naked, skinny as a stick, with pale skin, and was surrounded by evil spirits.

The two sides just looked at each other and the battle really started.

The blood-colored mist expanded again, and a gust of wind pressure fell from the sky, hitting the person's location, but the person was already gone. Before the mist completely dissipated, Liu Xiao's position was captured in the virtual state.

He opened his mouth and rushed towards me with excitement on his face.

The attack was so fast that Liu Xiao, who was in mid-air, hurriedly moved out of the way, avoiding this man's attack and a burst of fierce energy.

Sage... at least...

Before Liu Xiao could even take a breath, the man had already used the dome of the underground palace to shoot him again, and his forward reaching arm was clearly aimed at Liu Xiao's neck.

Fortunately, he was in the air, otherwise Liu Xiao would not have the advantage at all in terms of speed.

The blood mist grew and gradually covered half of the underground palace.

And this thing, which does not recognize ghosts or not, has launched at least ten attacks.

The mist interfered with the five senses, and the thing finally stopped attacking and started pacing back and forth outside the blood mist.
Chapter completed!