northernbook Chapter 408 Trap?
Chapter 408 Trap?
The three of them set off from the cave and traveled deeper into the heart of the land, having already been traveling for more than half a month.
The further you go in, the more evil spirits and demons there are, and the more intense the malevolent aura becomes.
Just a quarter of an hour ago, the three of them had just experienced a chaotic battle with vengeful spirits—thunderous waves of spirits, upon sensing the presence of living people, swept over Long Chuqing and his companions.
They realized that these vengeful spirits had not only multiplied in number, but were also more aggressive. Moreover, they were no longer scattered and disorganized, but were forming subtle formations and acting in an organized manner.
Clearly, there must be a manipulator behind the ghost.
After several exchanges, the three decided to conserve their energy and avoid each other.
It's not that we're powerless to deal with them, but rather that their numbers are simply too vast, like maggots clinging to bones, endless and relentless. Even if we can easily kill one wave, new vengeful spirits will emerge from the cracks in the earth's veins or other dark corners the next second, making it truly a never-ending entanglement.
At this moment, the three of them were in a rather secluded and desolate forest.
The ancient trees here are towering and dead, leaving only bare trunks and gnarled branches, on which many different colored mushrooms have grown.
Besides being covered with dead branches, the ground was also covered with many dark brown and blackish-purple mosses, which were covered with a layer of slime. In addition to being slippery, they would also make a "crunching" sound when stepped on.
There were many low-lying puddles on the ground, filled with black, stagnant water. A layer of brown bacterial film floated on the surface, and bubbles would occasionally burst, splashing out corrosive liquid, accompanied by a strong stench.
This place is desolate, damp, dark, decaying, and oppressive, like a corner rejected by the world, with the aura of death permeating the surrounding area.
Fei Feng suddenly coughed violently, and she hurriedly covered her mouth and nose with her gauze sleeve: "The fog here is much thicker than elsewhere."
Feng Yu placed her hand on her waist, her gaze sweeping across the desolate forest. With a wary look, she noticed the strange flow of the surrounding mist, which presented an unnatural sense of distortion.
She whispered, "This place...makes me feel uneasy."
Fei Feng stared intently at the direction in which the mist was flowing, her brows furrowed, and her slender fingers traced a line in the air, pointing to the churning black mist not far away.
"They're chasing us!"
“This place…” Long Chuqing also noticed the abnormality around her, which was strange, but she couldn’t figure out why for a moment.
If the entire Tianxu Abyss exudes an oppressive atmosphere, then... the feeling here is even stronger.
Suddenly, she seemed to realize something: "Those vengeful spirits on the outer perimeter deliberately lured us here during that attack!"
Upon hearing Long Chuqing's words, Feng Yu immediately realized what was happening. She recalled the chaotic battle just now. At first, the vengeful spirits did indeed present a strange encirclement, but later they deliberately dispersed...
She turned to look at Long Chuqing.
"Is it a trap?"
After thinking for a moment, Long Chuqing replied, "Whether it's a trap or not, this place is strange, so we need to be careful."
Fei Feng covered her nose with one hand and pointed to the churning black mist in the northeast with the other. "I feel that the gathering of vengeful spirits is even more concentrated than before."
Sure enough, as the three moved, the surging mist slowly closed up as if it were alive.
"Let's get out of here first!" Long Chuqing also covered his mouth and nose: "The smell here is pungent, and it may have become a poisonous miasma."
The stench was like the simultaneous fermentation of thousands of rotting corpses soaking in a sulfur pool, making people dizzy and disoriented.
What's even more unsettling is that faint "gurgling" sounds can be heard from the water pit from time to time, as if something alive is slowly moving underwater and could suddenly burst out and cause trouble at any moment.
"Retreat." As soon as Long Chuqing finished speaking, the surging black mist around them instantly closed in.
The three quickly stood back to back, on high alert.
"Hey hey hey..."
"Hahaha……"
"Hehehe... You fell for it, didn't you~"
A chilling, eerie laugh suddenly echoed from all directions.
"Become beings like us, remain in this eternal Heavenly Void Abyss, and suffer endless torment! Hehehe..."
"Hehe, join us... Eternal suffering is much more interesting than death."
"Stay! Stay!..."
"You will not get out; this is where you will all perish!"
Amidst the churning black mist, countless ferocious faces appeared and disappeared, their scarlet pupils flickering like venomous snakes lurking in the darkness.
"We can't let them die easily. We have to torture them to death slowly so that they will develop a strong resentment, hahaha!"
"Your screams will be the most beautiful symphony of the day, hehehe~"
"Be angry! Be resentful!"
Countless sounds intertwined and swirled around Long Chuqing and the other two, some like the cries of an infant, some like the hiss of a venomous snake, and some like the soft whispers of a spring breeze.
It seems like a seduction.
It seems to be undermining people's morale.
It seemed to be stirring up the fear in their hearts.
The three covered their ears tightly, but it did not alleviate the pain. The voices of these vengeful spirits, carrying a thousand years of resentment, could penetrate the protective aura and erode their minds.
Long Chuqing clutched her head, her face contorted in pain. The seductive voice of the vengeful spirit echoed in her ears, accompanied by the cracking of whips—a sound that had branded her with a nightmare that had haunted her for centuries.
"no, do not want……"
"Ah Qing, Ah Qing, calm down." Fei Feng covered Long Chu Qing's hands that were tightly covering her ears, and a protective light screen was formed as golden light flowed, blocking out external sounds.
"All that is past is gone; do not be trapped by illusions."
Since they became conscious, Fei Feng and Feng Yu had lived in Tianxu Abyss and had never suffered any hardship. Therefore, the voices of these vengeful spirits were just a bit noisy to them and would not have any real impact on them.
"Concentrate and calm your mind!" Fei Feng gently reminded him.
After the barrier blocked out the demonic sounds, Long Chuqing gradually regained consciousness.
The instant he opened his eyes, he saw bubbles burst in the black water pit ahead, and dozens of pale arms flashed by in the ruptured vortex.
Long Chuqing quickly stood up, flicked her sleeve and unleashed a burst of spiritual energy, shaking away the putrid water in front of the three people.
They are vengeful spirits; they have begun to materialize.
Countless pale arms slowly emerged from the water, their fingertips dripping viscous liquid onto the ground, instantly corroding the moss and emitting wisps of smoke.
"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..."
Suddenly, the entire area of the stagnant water pit began to boil, with bubbles surging forth.
"Watch out, back off quickly."
Before Feng Yu could finish speaking, the entire patch of slimy moss on the ground suddenly began to stir.
The dark purple fungal carpet rose like waves, and the roots of the plants resembled countless fine blood vessels, with viscous sap flowing along these veins to the lowest depressions.
The three of them quickly retreated.
"boom!"
The moment they left, the ground where they had been standing suddenly exploded.
Dozens of bone-spiky whips, covered in rotting flesh, burst from the ground, their dripping pus and blood corroding into wisps of black smoke in mid-air.
Fei Feng flipped her hand and unleashed a golden barrier in front of her, blocking all the incoming bone whips and putrid water.