Whispering Verse

"Why is it such a coincidence that it collapsed just as I was about to leave?"

While coughing, he stood up holding the door and confirmed that the road he came from had really collapsed. Shade couldn't help but feel doubtful.

But thinking about it, it seemed that there were some coincidences tonight, which led him to arrive at the subway door from Sophia's mansion. For example, in the tavern, Three Times Thaumaturgy overheard the professors' conversation, and therefore directly Learned more secrets.

"Damn it, could it be [Puppet Operator's Notes] that brought me here? But last time it was the luck of the night, this time it seems that it just provided me with the convenience of coming here."

But there was no other choice anyway. Although he could stay where he was and wait for the witch's rescue, after all, it was impossible for the witch not to want her ring. But the current problem is that there is still a possibility of collapse of the passage, and this possibility is very high. It is impossible for Shade to stay in place and wait to be buried alive.

"I can only open the door. Anyway, I still have a drop of divinity in my body so I won't be so unlucky."

Helplessly, he got up and dusted himself off. Looking in through the gap in the iron door, it was pitch black inside, and even the silver light from my fingertips couldn't illuminate the thick darkness inside.

Shade pressed his hand on the door, and with the light of the ring, his palm rotated slightly until the spell could no longer be used, and the door was opened.

Take two steps back, nothing rushes out from behind. So Shade pushed the door, and the door made an unusually loud "squeak~" sound. At the same time that his hair stood on end, this gentle push actually pushed the door open completely.

He used his clothes to turn the big book in his hand into a toy and carried it with him. Then the light in his left hand illuminated the front, and he pulled out the moonlight sword from the air with his right hand. Shade stepped into the darkness behind the door.

Although the inside of the door cannot be illuminated from the outside, once inside, the silver light from the fingertips can illuminate the entire space.

Behind the door is not a long and narrow passage, but a small square darkroom. In the middle of the dark room is a pool that occupies three-quarters of the entire space. On the other side of the pool, there is an iron door that is exactly the same as the door that Shade pushed open.

Shade stood at the door and did not dare to move forward. As soon as he entered here, the voice in his ears reminded him that the strong whispering element was in this dark room.

There was actually a faint light in the dark room. The light came from the gurgling pool, as if there was not only a spring but also a light source underneath the pool.

Shade stood there without daring to move. He clearly felt that something was staring at him in the dark room.

He couldn't describe this feeling more accurately, but the feeling at this moment frightened him more than the spider crawling up his neck not long ago.

The hair on his hair stood up slightly, and the panic made him want to turn around and run away. But behind him was a dead end road only a few meters long, so there was no point in turning around and running.

And at this moment, in the pool with a strange blue-white light, with the sound of splashing water, a smooth arm stretched out. The skin was so delicate, the palms and arms so inviting. Even a foreigner who prides himself on being able to control his desires reasonably can hardly control the urge to step forward to check at this moment.

"oh!"

A short light blade appeared on the fingertips, and Shade scratched his arm. The pain immediately suppressed the strange impulse. Although it was hurt, it was worth it.

The landslide outside continued, and he could no longer exit. The arm that stretched out of the water danced gently above the pool. The palm seemed to have no bones, making strange movements and postures, but it did not let Shade at the door see his shoulders and body.

The arm slid across the water, and the sound of water was unusually obvious in the quiet space. At the same time, a strange aroma gradually spread. If this scene hadn't happened in a sealed darkroom underground, it would have given Xia De many wonderful imaginations.

But at this moment, he just wants to leave here, stay away from that beautiful hand, stay away from this pool. Whatever relic this is, it's certainly not a good thing.

"Haha~"

Laughter came from the pool. It was a woman's laughter. It was like the sound of silver bells that refreshed the heart, and it was like a cold drink in the hot summer that made people feel refreshed.

The laughter appeared intermittently, and the sound gradually gained a charming tone. Although Shade has never been exposed to similar sounds, it is undoubtedly a sound that arouses the primitive desires of human beings.

However, compared to the arm that could dance on the water with just one arm, this sound was not attractive to Shade at all.

After all, he was used to hearing the laughter of women's voices in his ears, and other laughter was too ordinary for Shade.

[Should I thank you for the compliment? 】

"You have this time to make fun of me, why not help me think about what to do now."

Shade held the door frame tightly with one hand, and the veins on his arm were almost exposed. Not nervous, but rather unable to restrain the urge to step forward.

[It’s very simple. Don’t you have some cult scriptures on you? 】

Shade suddenly realized it, and hurriedly restored the book, and then searched for records about this thing. It's just that the hateful cultists didn't compile a catalog for their religious classics. Shade could only flip through page after page, forced to read those evil and terrifying knowledge.

This book has over two hundred pages.

There was a crashing sound that startled Shade. Looking up, the dancing hand had retracted below the surface of the water, and instead a woman's leg stretched out from the water. Still only the legs can be seen, not the rest of the body. The toes painted with red nail polish are slightly curled up, and the fair skin has a milky sheen.

Shade had to admit that he was really moved at this moment.

"You actually use this kind of thing to test a foreigner like me."

Although my heart was beating, I still held on to the doorframe tightly and wouldn't let go. If Shade has any advantages, he thinks that he has strong self-control.

"Can't these damn fishmen write a summary at the beginning of each chapter and a summary at the end?"

In his mind, he scolded the fish-man who had no academic spirit at all, and tried his best not to raise his head.

However, the sound of the woman's legs stirring the water really reminded him of many images. And even if the ears are blocked with cloth, the sounds can still pass into the ears unimpeded.

The woman's chuckle and the sound of playing in the water constantly stirred up Shade's nerves, making him want to raise his head or step forward.

"this is"

Fortunately, the content that appeared in the book in his hand temporarily attracted all of Sha De's attention. He did not find information about the creatures in the pool, but saw records about "golden pearls".

This record is placed together with the rituals of the Scarlet Esoteric Cult’s worship of evil gods. In the tone of religious mythology, it tells the story of the evil gods coming to the material world in ancient times.

The fish people are gods, and they have built a huge temple in the fish people city in the abyss of the sea. The saint takes over the body of a giant mermaid, spreads terrible knowledge to his followers in the temple, and accepts bloody sacrifices.

Before the god left, in order to reward the piety of his believers, he killed half of the population of the fish-men race at that time, and used those tears of joy, bliss, fear and pain to make a golden pearl to hold the gifts he had given. The power of the murloc race.