Creation: I Am Azathoth

As far as the eyes can see, there is only darkness, even the starry sky is swallowed up, only hoarse and crazy whispers linger in the ears.

The next moment, a lamp was suddenly lit in the darkness.

The miserable green flames illuminated the surroundings.

The old dilapidated building was stretched a little bit under the shadow of the miserable green light.

Before everyone could react, lights came on from under everyone's feet to the distance.

There are many buildings on all sides, with ancient and strange styles.

The people did not know when they had already entered the inside of the ghost city.

Or rather... they were swallowed by ghost towns.

There are fruits on the wooden table under the building, which seem to be fresh.

The ground was also swept clean, and it didn't look like it had been buried for thousands of years.

Does anyone live here?

But how could anyone live here?!

The atmosphere of life here is strange.

"How did we get in?" Zhou Yitong asked in a low voice.

She consciously lowered her voice, fearing to disturb the residents here.

The lights are well arranged.

Several brothers explained:

"It's not that we came in, but the twisted ghosts sucked us in."

"Ghosts distort the world, there is no distinction between inside and outside, we are transformed from the outside to the inside.

"There is great terror in this ghost town."

Just when everyone spoke, the whole city became lively.

Residents appeared out of thin air on the empty streets.

Some of them are talking, some are buying and selling.

There are also soldiers on duty standing on the edge of the city.

Under the miserable green light, everything is moving towards indescribable horror.

Lin Qing approached Mo Xiangnan and said:

"Are these people living or dead?"

"The living dead." Mo Xiangnan replied with a cold snort.

"Ignore them, let's find the ghost town exit."

"There is a curse here, if we stay too long, we may be like them."

Mo Xiangnan raised his wrist.

A trace of green silk thread was wrapped around his arm, and the skin bound by the thread began to turn green little by little.

Everyone quickly looked at their wrists, only to see such a thread wrapped around everyone's wrists.

This is a curse, constantly eroding their bodies and spirits.

"Find the exit to survive, otherwise you will die here."

After Mo Xiangnan finished speaking, he took off the long sword on his back, held it in his hand and walked in front of the crowd.

Everyone quickly followed.

Residents in the ancient city seem to be unable to see them, ignoring their business.

Everyone shuttled among them, just when they thought there was no threat, an introductory disciple of the Longevity Palace accidentally bumped into a resident.

The resident who was talking kindly seemed to have triggered some kind of switch, and his eyes instantly turned miserable green.

The skin on his body began to age and fall off, turning into a pile of dry bones in an instant.

The ensuing black air hovered at his original position, and his miserable green eyes stared coldly at the person in front of him.

The two ghost hands directly inserted into the body of the disciple of the Longevity Palace who hit him, and then began to drink blood and flesh.

"what!"

The disciples of the Longevity Palace screamed, trying to struggle but to no avail, and were eaten alive by the ghosts.

Drops of blood fell to the ground, and the entire besieged city turned a blind eye.

The surrounding residents still continued to chat, laugh, flirt, and buy and sell.

In the happy streets and alleys of the ancient city, the incident of cannibalism is so abrupt, but no one cares.

This normal and weird style of painting made everyone from outside shudder.

A Maoshan disciple made a move and waved a yellow talisman to stick a yellow talisman on Li Gui's head, but it only made Li Gui pause for a moment, and then continued to eat.

Maoshan is best at exorcising ghosts [but it doesn't work against the ghosts here.

Maoshan team leader Du Guyun shook his head and said:

"This is not a ghost but a curse. It can only be delayed but not stopped. Once triggered, it will be in danger."

"Everyone must not touch the residents here, and don't let them realize that they are dead!"

The evil ghost who ate people returned to his own bones again.

As if returning to the light, I returned to the appearance before being hit, and continued to chat and laugh with others.

And the body of the disciple of the Longevity Palace who was devoured also returned to its original state.

But the clothes are no longer Taoist clothes, but the sackcloth of the residents of the ancient city.

The disciple of the Longevity Palace has completely become a part of the ancient city and started talking with the people around him.

"Hiss~ What a horrible curse."

Lin Qing couldn't help taking a breath.

Meng Yi and the others felt that the cold sweat on their backs had soaked their clothes.

Those who are alive are not necessarily alive,

The dead are not necessarily dead,

This is the terrible curse of Loulan Ghost City.

Mo Xiangnan reminded:

"Go! Don't stay here for long!"

In the ghost town, everyone shuttled among the residents carefully.

Everyone turned around (Qian Zhao's) along the main road and came to the gate of the city.

There is only darkness here, and there is no exit in sight.

"It shouldn't be. Everyone looks like the ancient city before it was buried. The gates of the city should be open, right?"

At this moment, with the ear-piercing sound of "creak--".

The whole ghost city was silent for a moment, and all the residents stopped their movements, knelt on the ground one after another, and began to chant the real name of a certain existence.

"Ah..."

"Too!"

"The Lord of Dreams......

"Immortal and immortal!"

"Fate, the other side of the world!"

"You, you... evil... Fen"

"dominate....……………

Low hoarse voice, empty eyes, like a walking dead.