My Cell Prison

"From the [genital area], which symbolizes life, directly to the [tomb area] where the old king is buried... Is the Dead Sea so careless?

In other words, how do I feel that the old king who was killed in the rumors did not seem to be completely dead, but wanders in the cemetery in a certain form? "

Due to the long distance and the obstacles of the rock formations, Han Dong couldn't see clearly either.

The fat starfish Brie attached to Han Dong's back asked as lowly as possible:

"Boss, can you see it so far? My eyes can barely get a glimpse of the cemetery.

In other words, what on earth is lingering? I can't see it at all. "

"I just captured a kind of'air flow'. This air flow is definitely not formed by the cemetery itself, but something that is generated by the activity... The pressure carried by the air flow itself reaches the king-level level.

If the "old king" in the rumors, the ruler of the Dead Sea is not completely dead,

But living below in a special state, things may be a little troublesome. "

Haixing Brie doesn't quite understand Han Dong's statement, "Isn't there any trouble with this?

Boss, you have got the subjective consent of our lord to go to the deep sea...If the old king hasn't died yet, he will certainly not embarrass you. "

"This has nothing to do with President Ke, it's my own problem.

Bree If the rumors you are saying are true, then this Dead Sea leader is likely to regard me as an "enemy". "

Han Dong stretched his finger to his eyebrows and motioned Brie to look over.

As the real magic eye opened, the pupils showed a black vortex state.

"Hei... Black Maelstrom! Boss, what are you?! No... If the boss has a very close relationship between teacher and apprentice or inheritance with the previous intruder, my lord will definitely see it.

What the **** is this? "

"Black Vortex belongs to the "special ability" of the Dark Tower World. It is highly likely to be created by the [letter holder] who once invaded the deep sea... However, this ability is completely open to the public to learn, and every Dark Tower employee has the opportunity Acquisition, I am one of them.

Mr. Ke can distinguish clearly,

But this old king who was ‘killed’, once discovered the black vortex characteristics on my body, it might be a little troublesome. "

"That's for sure, maybe I will treat you as an enemy and kill you desperately... Boss, shall we go?"

Han Dong was silent, such a rare opportunity was right in front of him.

This thick breath of death will inevitably improve the "fitness" of the last piece of the puzzle, and it may even be possible to complete the preparations for the [Road to King] here in advance.

But the danger also exists.

It is judged to be an existence second only to Ke Zong. Once Han Dong is regarded as an enemy, he will be crushed in minutes.

Han Dong asked softly:

"Can Ke always observe what's happening below here?"

"My lord is the deep sea. Anything related to the ocean is in his observation room... [Dead Sea] is a forbidden place for us, but for him it is just a special garden in the back garden."

"That's fine, let's go... see what's going on here."

Brie also gritted his teeth and didn't mean to shrink.

Since Han Dong is determined to be the new owner, he will die if he wants to die (anyway, even if he leaves, he wants to escape from the Dead Sea alone, the risk is also great)

Of course, what he called ‘not shrinking’ was to continue to stick it on Han Dong’s back.

Such behavior caused the "some existence" in Han Dong's body to be extremely uncomfortable.

…

The **** of the ground slopes downward, and it continues to increase as Han Dong deepens.

Slowly from 45° to 90°, the road in front of me has turned into a dead channel downward.

The death concentration of this channel reached the highest value, even if some deep divers fell into it, there would be no bones left in less than a minute.

However,

When Han Dong fell into such a death zone, he seemed excited.

It even stimulated multiple parts of his body up and down, vortexes of quicksand appeared, trying to inhale these ‘death miasma’ into his body and turn them into his own possessions.

but.

Han Dong finally suppressed this behavior.

"These are just "appetizers", there is no need to worry... If a certain existence is disturbed in advance, the subsequent feast may be overwhelming. "

To penetrate the miasma,

Han Dong landed in the deepest part of the Dead Sea with his "real appearance". When he landed, he did not even splash a trace of dust, ensuring absolute silence and never disturbing the dead here.

Fat Starfish Brie has shrunk to the size of a palm, sticking to his back, completely turning into an ornament on Han Dong's body.

Surrounded by tombstones made of black coral, shells or fish bones everywhere.

The area of ​​the cemetery is so large that there is almost no boundary in sight.

Strands of'air currents' belonging to the category of kings ooze out from different areas of the cemetery, gather together, and flow in a certain direction together.

Han Dong naturally followed the airflow.

Along the way, Han Dong's left arm was restless,

It is like a traveler in the desert, who has come to an oasis in the absence of water for a whole day, but needs to curb the desire to drink water, which is very uncomfortable.

Han Dong is also thinking about an important issue.

"Deep divers who fought for the deep sea are deposited here after their deaths?

But... no matter how large the quantity is, it’s impossible for [quality] to reach such a high level, right? The deaths pervading here are almost not much different from the tomb of the vice-principal, which is too exaggerated.

What is hidden in this dead sea cemetery? "

at this time.

Instinctively perceiving what he caught, Han Dong immediately disguised himself as a fishbone tombstone and stood still.

Next second.

Kaka Kaka~ A rotten arm stretched out from the soil,

The bones between the arms have various barbed structures,

Dim and irregular fish scales are also scattered among the carrion.

Immediately afterwards, an eyeball was still hanging outside, and the pierced fathead fish crawled out and looked around, holding a lamp made of fish head in his hand.

In addition, an "eel" similar to a centipede followed, using the eel as the main body of the body and having dozens of appendages with tentacles at the same time.

Both are at the level of returning to ancestors, can move freely in the cemetery, and are not corroded by death at all.

In other words, they belong to the death product of the cemetery.

Both of them wore white cult costumes, with marks of inverted triangles, gears, and tentacles printed on the surface. At the same time, Han Dong also spied the ancient writings around the marks.

【Dagon Esotericism】

The eyes of the dead fish looked around and found no abnormalities.

The slender individual of the eel structure said angrily:

"Ge Gu! Didn't you smell the smell of an intruder? Obviously there is nothing, can your fat head start to work?"

"What I really felt just now, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is so strange... I think I need to go to church to clean my brain."

The Fathead Fish also felt embarrassed and broke his head from it to ‘ventilate’. The inside was full of foul-smelling black brains and all kinds of dead parasites.

Just when the two were about to leave, a gray figure suddenly flashed beside them.

"Hello."

The Fathead Fish was so frightened that he took three steps back, shouting again and again: "Intruder...intruder."

As for the eel has been entangled with Han Dong, the tentacles have also plunged into key positions to restrict movement.

"Unexpectedly, there are really foreign intruders, come with us."

Han Dong nodded with a smile on his face, "Okay."

Whoosh!

Immediately dragged to the bottom of the tomb, a mysterious church, which is also the source of the escape of the ‘air current’, is hidden here.