Running forward according to the previous route, my ears gradually became quiet, and the shadow threads on the wall swam like water.

The space is gradually distorted.

Not real.

Su Changxing is already familiar with this kind of change, it doesn't seem like the ability of a Extraordinary, it's more like a phenomenon that already existed, a natural phenomenon.

It was dark.

Here is a dark corridor with no light.

With his face unchanged, he continued to run forward quickly, reckoning that this should be a floor that some hunters had abandoned and didn't often enter.

"The place I didn't enter before..."

Su Changxing frowned. This transformation of space seemed to be constantly changing, and there might be a certain pattern in it, but he hadn't noticed it so far.

At the end of the corridor was a reading room, the glass of the door was broken, but it was closed tightly.

He glanced inside and found that there were still rows of books on the shelves inside, and a large number of paper books piled up in the corners.

"Is it specially placed here?"

Su Changxing thought about it for a while, thinking that these hunters might have expectations for their future.

Books are knowledge and culture. If such a broken world wants to pass on, books are indispensable.

"Boom~"

Su Changxing kicked the door open, the dust on it scattered, and walked a certain distance inside, staring at the scene in front of him involuntarily.

Behind the bookshelf is an open space, on which a large number of distorted and weird characters and patterns are drawn with some kind of red paint. In the center is a dusty three-way mirror, with a black circle hanging from each side of the mirror. shaped objects.

"What kind of **** ritual again?"

Su Changxing took a breath and couldn't help complaining that something was wrong with the surrounding environment. The temperature here was lower than outside, probably because of the structure of the room.

The head smiled strangely: "Hey, this is a bit interesting. It seems to be some kind of structural ritual, which is a special extraordinary system, but..."

The head paused with tantalizing appetite.

Su Changxing cooperated: "But what?"

The head was very satisfied with Su Changxing's cooperation, and said:

"The problem is big. There is a feeling of taking pictures of cats and tigers, which makes this ceremony very strange. However, the person who played with this ceremony is a genius. He has no knowledge in this area as a basis, and relies on his own inspiration and understanding. Put something on."

[A broken, but still functioning ritual. 】

The information given by "Zhenzhi" was very simple, and Su Changxing became more vigilant, and said, "So what is the function of this ceremony?"

The head said without hesitation:

"I'm not sure, this ritual is very chaotic and has deviated from its original intention... But I know that this ritual is a very standard structural ritual, and its function is probably to forcibly prolong the life of the dying person. If you guess correctly, there are three eyeballs hanging from it."

Su Changxing approached and observed, and found that there were indeed three dead eyeballs, of different sizes, and belonged to different people:

"This should be regarded as a relatively evil ceremony, and this kind of thing needs to be used."

The head laughed and said: "On the contrary, this is the most moderate ceremony. The essence of the ceremony is exchange, exchange in various senses... You must know that human beings are actually no different from other races, but more spiritual That's all."

"Tell me, is this thing related to that mole and needs to be destroyed?"

Su Changxing thought about whether to destroy the mirror and terminate the ceremony, but there might be some kind of risk in doing so.

In such a world intertwined with mystery, a knife may not be needed to kill a person, a mirror will do.

On the contrary, he doesn't quite believe that these hunters have such abilities, which belong to the high-level use of power. According to the words of the head, the world is too young to have such a background.

The head said relaxedly: "This thing shouldn't have much effect, it can do anything."

"Yeah?"

Su Changxing retained a certain degree of doubt about this, mainly because the things in his head were originally incomplete.

approach.

He was about to destroy the mirror with a knife, but saw something moving in the mirror under the dust, it was a figure.

Su Changxing frowned, and wiped off the dust. It was not his reflection in the mirror, but a fat man in a black robe with a dull expression on his face. His mouth moved as if he was talking, but there was no sound. .

This seems to be the dean of this hospital before the end!

"Is this some kind of image retention?"

Su Changxing frowned, and wiped off the dust underneath with a rag, and found that only the fat man's head was in the mirror, and blood was still dripping from the bottom of his neck, running on the ground in the mirror.

The ground in the mirror is the same as the outside, but there is an extra head suspended in the air.

He stared involuntarily, then turned around and wiped the other two sides of the mirror clean. It was a pair of hands and a pair of legs, which were also suspended in the space, with blood flowing like running water, as if they were going to overflow the mirror.

The head wondered: "Why is it like this, um, it's a bit strange, the fat man in the mirror seems to be an Extraordinary, at least eighth-order in his life."

Su Changxing said unhappily: "So, things have exceeded your expectations?"

This slap in the face is really a snap.

Without thinking too much, Su Changxing turned around and walked out the door, realizing that this might be a trap, which Teng Bian had set for him.

Judging from the traces on the corridor floor, no one has been here for a long time, but he came here, which seems to be a very deliberate guide now.

Just a few steps away, there was the sound of glass breaking behind him.

Sudden.

Su Changxing sensed something approaching quickly behind him.

"Boom~"

The fire was accompanied by the roar of the revolver.

Half of a bookshelf was broken, splintering sawdust.

There is nothing, but there seems to be something.

Su Changxing quickly stepped back ~lightnovelpub.net~ and observed the surrounding situation at the same time, confirming that there must be something approaching him just now.

Backed all the way to the door, and nothing happened.

"left already?"

Su Changxing felt the creepy feeling gradually disappear, and the temperature in the air rose, which was almost the same as outside.

Since that thing appeared for a short time, "True Knowledge" did not extract the information.

He looked at the shattered mirror.

[Abandoned ritual, you seem to have activated the last function just now]

"The co-authorship has been done since I entered this room, but the target of that thing doesn't seem to be me."

Su Changxing frowned, and had a bad premonition, feeling that he seemed to have released something that shouldn't be released.