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- The voice was extremely hoarse, but it didn¡¯t seem out of place when it suddenly appeared in the middle of the night.
Zhao Guangli used his spiritual energy to suppress the power of alienation surging in his body.
He gasped, it was really difficult to suppress such alienated power with formal spiritual power.
The tentacles slowly faded away, and Zhao Guangli gasped.
Of course he heard the sound outside the door, but he said nothing.
Until I heard a sound similar to the friction of black leather shoes on the ground, it seemed that the owner of the leather shoes had dragged them on the ground deliberately.
"Alienation"
"It turns out that alienation can affect me."
Zhao Guangli looked out the window cautiously.
The external manifestation of such alienation is
Tentacles.
Countless tentacles seemed to burst out of his body.
With his thoughts in chaos, Zhao Guangli suddenly felt a kind of despair from his heart.
It was a feeling of despair that wanted to end one's life.
Although it was only a few seconds, Zhao Guangli still felt it very clearly.
"Magic City"
"This is the Magic City?"
Zhao Guangli calmed down.
¡°The only thing that can be called a demon city, at least in Zhao Guangli¡¯s self-perception, is the legendary sub-hell area [Elan Demon City], that terrifying and twisted country.
The Magic City is known as a crazy country growing on tentacles.
Zhao Guangli only knew these contents.
"If this is really the Demon City of Elland, it's just a fragment of a dream at most. After all, it's only the third floor."
Zhao Guangli¡¯s understanding is very clear.
There is nothing wrong with it. Zhao Guangli never thinks that he will die in a deep dream. There is nothing wrong with learning about other sub-hell areas in advance.
That kind of place is a terrifying place where even Ayn Rand needs to seal his memory.
Zhao Guangli inhaled slightly.
Opening the door handle, the cold touch is very real.
Compared to the previous two levels, Zhao Guangli knew that he was definitely in a dream. At this moment, Zhao Guangli even forgot that he was in a dream in a short period of time.
Click.
The door is opened.
The outside is pitch black.
Zhao Guangli did not walk out of the door immediately, but waited calmly for a while.
Nothing at all.
There is almost no light, and the visible range is very close.
¡°You can only see faint scarlet stains in the corridor, like a painting.
¡°It¡¯s not as straightforward as the world of Xianxia, ??it¡¯s even more weird and terrifying here.¡±
Zhao Guangli took a step toward the outside.
With the help of the weak beam of light, Zhao Guangli noticed at this time that he was actually wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown.
patient¡¡
Am I a patient?
There is nothing in the long corridor, which is deeply scary.
There are doors on both sides that are similar to Zhao Guangli's room. Combined with his clothes, it looks even more sinister.
"I didn't feel any extraordinary power at all very calm."
Zhao Guangli withdrew his gaze. At this moment, an extreme coldness was born from his back.
Because Zhao Guangli looked up from the corner of his eye and saw
??A man.
On the ceiling.
There was a man, in a weird and twisted posture, with extremely long limbs attached to the top. In the dark night, he opened his eyes wide and looked at himself blankly, without making even a single sound.
Zhao Guangli raised his head and quickly calmed down.
He noticed the man¡¯s leather shoes.
The jet-black leather shoes seemed to blend in with the darkness, and the heels were pressed against the ceiling.
It was this guy who spoke just now.
Demon?
Abnormal?
Zhao Guangli has no way to judge.
The person in front of you, except for the extremely uncoordinated body proportions and the ridiculous length of his hands and feet, is completely an ordinary human being
¡°Oh, ordinary humans would not be so silent, crawling on the ceiling and peeping in the dark.
"Hello."
"Excuse me, is there a toilet here?"
This weird man did not take the initiative to attack Zhao Guangli. Without understanding what the current situation was, Zhao GuangliGuangli directly tore off the poster.
There is a small note on the back of the poster.
The note was opened, revealing numerous familiar handwritings.
"In the imperial court of the Demon City of Elland, there is the key to opening the [Origin Research Institute] and awakening the Holy Infant."
"My dear, please find him. This is the key to continuing your destiny."
"By the way, if you see Cachomar, I suggest you say'Jump up, stupid cat!'"
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the children of destiny don't have to be afraid of anything."
Zhao Guangli looked at the contents of the note, lightning flowing from his fingertips.
Burn the note directly.
It¡¯s this kind of thing again.
It seems that, all along, I have been controlled by something.
The owner of this note seems to know Zhao Guangli very well.
And
The handwriting is still exactly the same as that of Zhao Guangli.
"Who is it?"
Zhao Guangli¡¯s eyes were cold.
He bent down slightly and looked under the bed.
There was nothing under the bed, so Zhao Guangli stuck his head in.
Under the bed board, there are several blood-red words, as if they have been engraved here forever.
"Think about your name"
"Then guess who I am." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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