The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

His neck was stiff in place. It seemed to make a "creaking~creaking~" sound.

His cold hand was already on the crescent mark, ready to swing at any time to cut off the sudden danger.

The silent corridor seemed particularly strange, and the occasional sudden sound always affected Alok's mind.

Tick-tock~~

The sound of water dripping suddenly appeared.

He suddenly squinted at one side of the corridor.

It was still dark.

The sky seemed to understand Alok's thoughts, and suddenly a flash of lightning flashed.

Half a second later. A roar resounded in the sky.

Click~~Cha~~~Boom~~~

The brief light illuminated the interior of the hospital through the broken windows.

But it made Alok's mind extremely nervous. His pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip.

The T-shaped corridor was littered with garbage. Countless needles and scalpels were randomly inserted into the wall. On the wall in front of Alok, there were several big words written in blood:

"Everyone must die!!"

Another thunderclap in winter.

As if some mechanism was triggered, or Alok's disguise lost its effect. The wall in front of him began to twist continuously.

Alok took a few steps back with "deng~~deng~~deng~~". He was away from the wall that was close at hand.

With sweat on his forehead, he looked at the wall that was constantly emitting a faint green light.

The blood seemed to come out of the wall, constantly sliding down the wall, leaving blood-red marks on the wall.

There is nothing to be afraid of.

The greatest fear of mankind comes from the unknown.

It's not like I haven't seen more terrifying things.

What's more, I am just a clone now.

He kept hinting to himself in his heart. But he still didn't dare to move.

Maybe it was the long-term flow that left a small puddle on the ground. No, a puddle of blood.

The sound of another drop of water dripping sounded, and Alok focused his eyes and took a look. It was the wall in front of him.

He raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the ceiling.

Blood was oozing from the ceiling and dripping into the small blood puddle on the ground.

Darkness came again, and the faint green light gradually disappeared.

He moved slightly and walked deeper into the corridor in his memory. Heading towards the looming point.

Suddenly, there was a faint light in the corridor. It pierced through the darkness through the doors on both sides of the corridor. Although it was faint, he could barely recognize where the corridor was.

He seemed to hear the sound of children laughing and playing, but when he looked around, there were only a few ghosts with broken heads.

Through the broken door, with the weak light outside, the wooden bed in the room had long been rotten, and a strong musty smell came to his nose.

Only then did Alok notice the strange smell around him.

The smell of mold, decay, dust, and blood.

The smell of disinfectant and formalin that should be in the hospital had long been diluted by time.

He ignored the will and life of those children. Turning around and looking forward.

There were broken glass on the ground, the remains of a potion bottle lying in the corner, and the occasional flash of lightning reflected on the wall, reflecting a terrifying phantom.

A staircase appeared beside Alok.

He turned around and glanced, but the sudden lightning illuminated the entire hospital.

Alok's shadow was reflected on the stairs, but it looked unusually tall.

In the shadow, his bowler hat disappeared! !

The pupils instantly shrank to a needle-like shape, and the crescent mark that had been held in his hand was swung back violently. A ray of moonlight flashed in the hospital.

But when Alok turned around, he suddenly stood there.

Nothing! !

The corners of his eyebrows jumped twice. His sight wandered around.

Where? ? ?

What? ? ?

Damn!

Suddenly, there was another flash of lightning.

Crack~~~

Boom~~~~

His sight suddenly focused on the room opposite the stairs.

Through the door, he saw the dried corpse hanging on the window.

The corpse was only a skeleton, with only some unrecognizable clothes hanging on the body in tatters.

With a rope around his neck, he hung in front of the window, his eyes seemed to be watching everything in the corridor.

The limbs drooped weakly, and only the fingertips flashed like metal.

When Alok looked at it, a trace of blood-red light shone in its skeleton-like eye sockets.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Alok prepared to take the initiative and used a skill he had not used for a long time.

"Prelude to the Undead".

The skeleton made a creaking sound, as if resisting Alok's control.

And Alok stretched out his left hand and output his mental power frantically.

A moment later, the red light in the corpse's eye sockets was bright. Alok knew what this meant, and he flashed to interrupt the output of the prelude to the undead.

Then he stretched out his finger and lightly tapped in the air. A ripple rippled from the air.

At the same time, the shock wave generated by the explosion of the undead appeared.

But before the sound of the explosion and the shock wave appeared, they were disturbed by the ripples of "false history". Returning to the original position, as if nothing had happened.

Seeing this several times, Alok flashed in front of the corpse and slashed the core of the will with a knife.

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"Sir. Number five was killed!" A young man in a white coat inlaid with black and gold emblems reported something to a middle-aged man.

He lowered his head respectfully, with a hint of fear in his words.

The middle-aged man opposite him was writing something. Hearing this, he raised his head, frowned slightly, and asked in a low tone:

"No. 5? Who did it?"

"I think it's those lunatics from the Death Seat." The young man put the blame on the horrible cult, Death Seat?

His commander continued to stare at him without saying anything. Waiting for the young man’s next step.

"No. 5 experienced the fate of being manipulated before his death. The attacker was fighting with me for control. The powerful but crazy will body is beyond my power. I chose to detonate it, but it was useless. This must be the Death Seat. Those crazy people did it." The young man analyzed it logically. But it is completely inconsistent with the facts.

"Maybe he's from the right wing of An Mian City. He won't be dead." The middle-aged man denied the young man's judgment.

"Why?" The young man looked surprised. He held back his fear and doubted.

"Because the undead here have not found rest."

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That's a door.

It is the doorway composed of spiritual power.

In the material world, it is a simple gate made of bronze. It exists unpretentiously in the deepest underground part of the entire hospital. Blocking Alok from moving forward.

This is where the looming point of light is.

Standing in front of him, Alok could see clearly.

He stood there, wondering whether to move on.

A moment later. He chose to use the skill of opening the door. Try to keep exploring.

His fingers touched the surface of the door, and the cold, needle-like touch made his will body tremble. It was like a needle pricking the body of will.

"Open"

The spell echoed within his will.

The door didn't move at all.

He was surprised. He looked at his fingers.

Like rusty bronze, it is also stained with some green patina.

squeak~~~

As if some mechanism had been touched, a terrifying sound of "squeak~~~" suddenly came from the door.

Alok quickly looked up and looked ahead.

The head of a will-body life appeared on the door.

Then, the bronze door was opened a crack.

Alok, who has sharp eyes, has already seen the dense "ghosts" inside.

And, the hellish scene behind the ghost.

When the picture was transmitted back to Elok's body, he chose to instantly interrupt the reappearance of yesterday. Let your consciousness return to the body of the Dark Night Rose.

Thinking back to the scene just now.

what is that? ? ?

prison? ?

execution ground? ?

Or maybe a cult laboratory? ?

Countless broken bodies were made into dried meat and hung from the ceiling. There are countless broken bodies on the ground.

They are very different in form and form.

Just like those ghosts. The skull was either completely lifted open. Either it will be opened half way and the brain will be exposed.

The skulls were randomly discarded on the ground and could pile up into a small mountain.

Is it the death seat? ?

I'm afraid only Death Seat can do such a thing. .

This is so evil, so horrific.

Hell is nothing but this! !