Infinite flow: I have a trick! I have a trick for fighting ghosts

Chapter 114: The Dead Town of Broken Flowers 54 [First Retrospection]

Nan Yu walked forward firmly, step by step. The black liquid was bubbling under his feet. With every step he took, a long silk thread would be pulled out from the place where the soles of his shoes touched the liquid.

While Shangguan Qingye was trying hard to avoid the vines that were attacking like crazy snakes, he took the time to look up at Nanyu.

At this moment, he clearly felt that the gap between himself and Nanyu seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

Strangely, there wasn't a trace of urgency or competition in his heart.

For some reason, looking at Nanyu's figure, he just felt that Nanyu was so lonely and painful.

The closer Nanyu got to the flesh-and-blood locust tree, the more strongly he felt that it exuded a special aura.

This breath was like invisible tentacle, slowly wrapping around him, causing the bound emotions in his heart to begin to churn anxiously.

It was an indescribable feeling.

“Is this fear?”

Nanyu asked in a low voice.

Nanyu's intuition told him that he could not go any further, otherwise he would definitely die.

After Nanyu took a few more difficult steps, he felt that with his current position, as long as he didn't get too close, he should be able to chisel a hole in the tree trunk with the skull to see what was glowing red in the center.

However, something creepy and strange happened suddenly.

The flesh and blood tree, which was already twisting wildly and disgustingly, slowly opened its eyes as if a demon had awakened!

Correct!

Beneath the constantly wriggling bark of the thick tree trunk, there are actually countless pairs of densely packed, terrifying eyes.

Those eyes looked like disgusting insect eggs, tightly packed together and covering the entire trunk.

Just a quick glance will make your scalp numb as if it is being bitten by thousands of ants.

And the part that looked like flesh and blood before, now made people realize that it was just the disgusting eyelids of these eyes!

The eyelids were layered, wet and sticky, like rotten meat.

If someone with trypophobia saw this scene, they would be frightened to the point of trembling with fear, their stomach would churn, and they might even vomit and faint.

Wusheng, who was holding the young ghost, immediately felt the impending danger at that moment.

Without hesitation, he kicked the young ghost hard and knocked him over, then ran towards Nanyu like a madman without caring about his life.

His heart was pounding, and the tree in front of him sent a frantic warning through his brain, telling him not to get close.

But Wusheng refused. In his heart, Nanyu was his salvation.

If Nanyu died, he would turn back into that cold and numb killing tool, a fate he absolutely could not tolerate.

Therefore, if Nanyu must die, he will die with him without hesitation, even if it means stepping into the abyss of no return.

The others who were desperately trying to avoid the vine attacks were also completely stunned at this moment.

Their eyes were fixed on the terrifying scene, filled with shock and fear.

"Is this what an S-level copy really looks like?"

Li Mingjie muttered to himself with a trembling voice. They originally thought that they had enough understanding of this copy, but they didn't expect that the real danger had just begun to emerge.

"We have to send it before we complete the task..."

Li Mingjie, who was holding Wen Zishang, felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

Nanyu, who was truly facing all eyes, now had a handsome face that looked as if it had been cursed by the devil, and his flesh and blood were distorted and grotesque.

The flesh on that face seemed to have a life of its own, wriggling and twitching wildly, like a group of disgusting maggots rolling around.

His teeth fell out like rotten wood, crackling and falling out madly, accompanied by disgusting blood and yellow pus.

The eyeballs began to squeeze out of the eye sockets, and the round eyeballs were covered with bloodshot.

The skin all over the body aged at an alarming rate, like a rag that had been eroded by time and decay for thousands of years, full of deep wrinkles, and quickly grew patches of black spots and corpse spots.

"I feel it, hahahahahaha, I feel it!"

Nanyu roared crazily.

He finally felt how desperate and suffocating the scene in his silent second personality's memory was.

Those countless densely packed eyes were constantly conveying messages of despair and fear to Nanyu.

It felt as if countless cold, sticky tentacles were tightly wrapped around his body, strangling his throat and making it impossible for him to breathe.

The emotions in Nanyu's heart seemed to be locked in an indestructible cage, which seemed to be made of the dirtiest and most corrupt substances.

This emotion can never be escaped, but it can still roll violently, constantly letting this devastating emotion touch Nanyu's nerves bit by bit.

Great! All my illnesses have been cured by this dungeon!

Before Nanyu could laugh wildly for long, the locust flowers on the terrifying locust tree suddenly became like countless sharp swords, directly beating Nanyu into a sieve.

Immediately afterwards, those locust flower swords shot everyone present to death like grass without any pause.

Before they could even let out a scream, they fell to the ground one after another, their lives instantly lost under this horrific attack.

When they opened their eyes again, they found themselves back in the moment when they were sitting in the pavilion.

"Oh my god, I don't want to go to the backyard anymore, okay..." Li Mingjie opened his eyes again, took a deep breath, and said in horror with bloodshot eyes.

There is a tiger in front and a wolf behind, I am caught in a dilemma and want to hang myself.

"Hehe, I won't strangle you to death now. If we don't complete the task, we will all die." Shangguan Qingye was also sweating profusely.

When everyone saw the locust tree, they couldn't help but shudder.

Just one glance reminded them of their previous horrific experiences, and their hearts were filled with fear and anxiety.

The moment Wusheng opened his eyes, he grabbed Nanyu's wrist tightly as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw.

His hands trembled slightly, as if only this could make him feel a little at ease.

His silent eyes were filled with tension and worry. He was afraid of losing Nanyu again and falling into that endless terror again.

Wusheng's eyes were bloodshot. The moment he saw Nanyu being stabbed into a sieve, he felt like his world had collapsed.

He seemed to be able to feel Nanyu's pain, and that pain pierced his heart like a sharp blade.

He was so afraid that when he opened his eyes again, he would find that Nanyu had disappeared. The fear was like a heavy shackle that made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

But fortunately, when he opened his eyes again, Nanyu was still there.

But there was not much joy in Wusheng's heart, only endless bitterness.