The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

"Just looking at each other once can get me hit, what a great magic!"

I was secretly amazed, and at the same time I raised my hand to wipe the cold sweat on my forehead like a conditioned reflex, but stopped abruptly: "Really, I have forgotten again. At this moment, I am in an illusion and there is no entity. Where is the cold sweat? "

Consciousness drifted forward on the muddy ground, and the bright firelight was gradually thrown behind me. The darkness was slowly used like a tide, gradually engulfing the light.

I don't know how long I have been away, and I don't know where I am. Looking back, the fire has been swallowed by the darkness. In the dimness, the sound of rustling rain is endless, which makes people distraught.

There was a sudden bang, and a flash of lightning appeared out of thin air, cutting the sky and illuminating the earth.

With this flash of light, I can see everything around me clearly.

Just like the scene described on the relief, humanoid creatures that look like walking corpses, wandering on the muddy road.

In their hands, they all held a knife of the same standard, gorgeous and sharp.

The body of the broad knife was inlaid with countless patterns made from smelting mithril fine gold. These patterns were very familiar. I seemed to have seen it somewhere, but I couldn't remember it for a while.

"Where did you see it?" I muttered to myself as I moved on.

Because it's just consciousness, I can't come into contact with these kinds of humans, and they also ignore me.

I don't know how many human-like bodies I have passed through, and I don't know how many gorgeous and sharp swords I have passed through. When I came back to my senses again, I suddenly realized that I had come to a deserted open space.

At a location not far from me, there was a vague little earthen bag. I don't know what it was made of. It could emit a faint light.

I wanted to step forward and look carefully at what ore it was made of, but was forced to stop by a mass of dark things next to the small dirt bag.

Although it's just consciousness, I can still clearly feel that the thing seems to be able to feel my existence, and even it can see me!

how can that be!

I was horrified inside, trying to convince myself that this was impossible, but I couldn't take a step.

Because of fear.

I and it were facing each other quietly, like two statues facing each other, no one would take a step forward and break the deadlock at the moment.

However, the dark clouds all over the sky seemed to be unstoppable, and there was a rapid creak, and another bolt of lightning fell on the ground, which not only opened the sky, but also ignited the shimmering little soil.

It wasn't until then that I finally realized that it was not a small dirt bag at all, but a mountain of corpses made up of countless corpses!

Sitting next to Shishan was the monster that looked like a scrawny wild dog!

At this moment, it, unlike a relief, is facing me. The bright red pupils stared at me without blinking. The long dark purple tongue drooped down along the long mouth and stuck to the ground.

The tip of his tongue kept squirming on the ground, rubbing out a small hole in the compacted mud.

My breathing suddenly became heavier, and my consciousness felt a tremendous pressure at the same time.

Yes, I can be sure that even if I am just an erratic consciousness at this moment, it can still see me clearly.

Who is that?

How can there be such a strong perception?

Suddenly, doubt conquered fear. I held my breath and tried my best to suppress fear, taking a very difficult step.

As the distance between me and it took a step further, it did not attack me as I imagined, but still squatted on the spot, with its bright red pupils staring at me, and would not let go for a moment.

Is it on alert?

why?

I was puzzled. I turned my head and looked behind me. There was nothing behind me. Except for the burning corpse mountain, there was only me and it in the entire barren land.

Why should it be wary of me?

Moreover, can I read some simple emotions, tension, and fear from its cold eyes?

Also, is that...sorry?

Why is there such an emotion?

Does it know me?

Have we ever met?

Or is it...fight?

impossible.

I denied this idea in the first place.

Judging from its momentum and the feeling it gave me, I dare to conclude that since I came to Hefeng Continent, it is the only existence that makes me unable to even mention the courage to escape, so how can I have the experience of fighting against each other?

I gritted my teeth, suppressed my fear, and took another step forward.

As the distance drew closer again, the tension, fear, and regret emanating from its pupils became clearer.

At the same time, a stronger sense of doubt came back, forcing me to stay close to it.

In this way, one step, two steps...until, when there is only one step away from it, I can no longer take any steps, I can only stop and stand.

Looking at it quietly, feeling its emotions, and at the same time showing it my fear without reservation.

At this moment, we two seemed to be two close friends who met frankly, feeling each other's emotions and seeing our own emotions at a glance.

The pattering rain curtain extinguished half of the flames of Shishan Mountain, and the barren land fell into a semi-dark state again. The fire on the Shishan Mountain kept jumping, like a beautiful dancer, dancing cheerfully.

The flickering light finally interrupted the gaze between me and it.

Consciousness also became blurred in an instant.

I have a feeling, maybe soon, my consciousness will leave this barren land and return to my body.

So, I subconsciously shouted: "Who are you?"

"tell me your name!"

"Di Ruiji."

The hoarse voice lingered in my ears like the song of hell.

"Di Ruiji..." I murmured, and the next second, my eyes suddenly went dark.

Slowly opened my eyes, and the dim light and exquisite relief came into view again. My consciousness has returned to the body. This is the sewer of Ai Rui City.

After hesitating for a moment, I raised my eyes to look at the eye of the monster named Di Ruiji. It was still the bright red pupil, still blooming with weird light, but this time, I did not fall into the illusion again.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but there was a slight sense of loss in my heart.

The deserted and familiar land, the familiar and unfamiliar look in the eyes, and DiRigi's feelings of tension, fear, and regret, formed a chain that entangled in my heart.

In an instant, countless questions came to me like a dense colony of ants, making me at a loss and bewildered.

"What's the matter with you?" Odachi's voice was like a broom, sweeping away the problem of ant colony.

"Just now, my consciousness left the body and entered an illusion."

"I know" Datadao said.

"Huh?" I couldn't help but startled, "How did you know?"

"It's very simple," Otadao said, "My consciousness is also with yours, and I enter that illusion. There is really a painful place."

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