In the twinkling eyes of black light, the mist flowing in the forest seemed to be smothered in blood, and was full of curses and vicious crimson just like the crimson spider.

call……

The gloomy wind blew past, Yaerlin squinted at the corpse under his feet, and then glanced at the corpses with high and bulging belly in the dark mountain, as if they were all pregnant. The red shadow, like a blood-colored baby wriggling in its belly.

Glancing down, Yaerlin saw the open stone mouth in the deepest part of the mountain. After a while, he retracted his gaze and stared thoughtfully at the corpses in the shape of stairs: "Interesting, the postures of these corpses are always It can't be to look good."

Chi!

A bunch of black threads swept through the air, biting on the belly of one of the corpses, and saw that the bulging thin skin was immediately cut open, and then the crack became bigger and bigger, and countless hideous insects burst out. Interwoven into a strange mist, it spread towards Yaerlin.

The internal organs exposed by the peeling of the belly were all swallowed up, and the empty flesh wall was covered with thousands of fine insect eggs. Frowning.

"Houghton, archaeologist?"

Yaerlin frowned slightly, and with one hand he raised countless black lines and tsunamis like a turbulent crash towards the red mist. He walked towards the mountain without any scruples. The juice splashed on the black mud floor.

bang bang bang...

One after another corpses burst open, the ground seemed to be turned over by something, the red dark tide drilled out, and countless insects stacked up layer by layer, as if covering the sky and covering the sun.

In the red shroud that covered everything, a terrifying air flow suddenly erupted from the inside, and countless black lines burst into the wall of the mountain. Countless bug carcasses.

Yaerlin's left hand connects the entire arm with endless black lines overflowing outwards. Looking from a distance, it seems that the flesh of half of his body has been torn by the black lines. It looks a bit terrifying, with layers of horror stretching. The cobwebs were stacked from the outside to the inside, and as he advanced under his feet, the entire mountain seemed to be occupied by black cobwebs. ring.

A gust of wind blew, and the corpses strung on the spider web seemed to be weathered, and the crimson carapace and flesh were melted and assimilated into nutrients by the spider silk, which were transported into the palm of Yaerlin's left hand.

It seems that thousands of corpses are decomposed and swallowed into nutrients in every breath. The sea of ​​worms stacked under the feet is fading in a strange way, and the ground seems to have turned into black mud again. However, those black lines But it seemed to smell the taste of the big meal, and was not satisfied with this appetizer. Heisiyou, who was immersed in the black mud, greedily infiltrated into the depths of the mud. A wave of insects chasing and retreating fell from the top of the head.

mental strength 20

Nerve conduction rate 20

Bone hardness 70

Muscle activity 70

Blood Density Flow Rate 40

Whole body-splitting period (progress bar 8451/10000)

Draw allotment points (35.3)

The progress bar on the retina is beating rapidly upward, and almost every breath will increase the progress of dozens of units. Obviously, this swarm of insects that has been living here for hundreds of years is suffering an unprecedented hit, and it is cheap. The Yallin became the nutrients for the growth of the mother nest.

The progress that a bug can grow is very small, but it cannot hold up this terrifying number, and the number of growth becomes very impressive when it accumulates.

In just a few short steps, when Yaerlin stood in front of the stone mouth and touched the teeth carved by the stone with his fingers, the progress bar had already surpassed 9,000 points, and then the speed dropped a little, but still maintained. A slow rate is climbing upwards.

"unexpected surprise!"

The corners of Yaerlin's mouth curled into an arc. He squinted his eyes. Obviously, he had no clue about some kind of decryption mechanism engraved on his teeth, but this did not prevent him from using another way to interpret it.

The scratching of the fingertips made a sour rubbing sound, and the stone above was picked off to reveal a grayish-white cold light below. It seemed to be a door made of some kind of creature's bones and metal mixed together, with an unusual texture. hard.

boom!

Yaerlin slammed on it with a heavy punch, leaving marks with sunken knuckles on the door. He grinned and swung his fists like machine guns to pull up a series of afterimages. With his 70 points of bone hardness and muscle density, there are very few metals in this world that he cannot break.

The door panel was dented inward, and cracks surfaced on the surface. In the next moment, Yaerlin's right arm smashed through the door panel to create a hole. He retracted his arm, grabbed the edge of the hole with both hands, and began to tear it outward. The door panel began to tear. The folds were twisted and violently opened a hole that could accommodate it.

Behind the door was a downwardly extending stone staircase, and the colliding airflow made a whistling sound like a ghost cry, and the crimson spider abruptly stood up. Lin's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt the strong emotion conveyed by the crimson spider, which was mixed with anger, fear, and resentment, and there was a trace of uncontrollable desire.

"Is there something in there that attracts you?"

The Crimson Evil Spider is a lingering resentment he has drawn from the Einian coin. No other Ernian coin or anything like that has been found.

There was a rotten and gloomy smell in the dusty air. Yaerlin walked in. There were some destroyed organs on both sides of the stone steps, and sand and dust fell from the cracked walls. Going all the way inside, the progress bar on the retina began to stagnate gradually, and finally settled on the number of 9771, which was only one point away from breaking through to the next stage of full grid.

The cobwebs in the mountain disintegrated layer by layer, and countless black threads seemed to return to Yaerlin's body contentedly after a meal. A black wind hung in the corridor.

"Someone came in?!"

Hodgdon heard the dull echoes from the corridor, his face changed slightly, and he walked away from the stone paintings carved on the top of the stone hall wall, and then quickly walked towards the sinking under a stone statue in the center. When I touched the coffin, the stone statue carved a long-haired woman with lifelike cheeks and a pair of eyeballs that seemed to have been taken out, leaving only two eye holes, giving a strong sense of horror.

Hodgdon pushed open the sinking coffin, there was a layer of dust inside the sinking coffin, and there was no body. He was stunned for a moment, then reached out and touched the coffin. He quickly found two round things from the dust, and he took them out. At first glance, it was two things wrapped in tree pulp, which had already been corroded by time.

He crushed one of the tree pulp, revealing the broken and blackened lens inside, and then Hockedon seemed to realize something, and suddenly looked towards the stone statue, reaching out and grabbing the stone statue's face as if stroking his beloved lover, he whispered :"refining!"

Click!

Yaerlin stepped into the stone hall, looked at the man beside the stone statue with a pair of peculiar red and blue eyes, and grinned: "I found you!"

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