Soul Painter

Seeing Lin Senhao, a big man, being bitten on the head by a white maggot protruding from the dense fog below, and Jier being pulled into the dense fog like a kite with a broken string, Gao Fan and Lu Zhi screamed .

"Lin Senhao!" Lu Zhi reacted faster, she grabbed it, but only grabbed Lin Senhao's satchel containing the demon book, and Lin Senhao was pulled into the thick fog with a trembling ending of "save me", and quickly disappeared. trace.

Chase!

Gao Fan and Lu Zhi quickly climbed down the stairs.

The petal-like mouthparts of the maggot man, the huge teeth spirally arranged in the center, and the bite force are very terrifying. If Lin Senhao can't be rescued in a short time, Lin Senhao... will be over.

"Take it!" Lu Zhi threw the bag containing the devil's book to Gao Fan, she walked in the front, it was more dangerous, don't let the devil's book fall into the hands of the dog-faced priest.

Gao Fan took the backpack, Lu Zhi had rushed into the thick fog.

Dang bang bang bang!

The sound of footsteps knocking on the stairs, Gao Fan just started, was dropped by Lu Zhi, waiting for him to run into the dense fog, the figure of Lu Zhi at the bottom of the stairs had already melted into the thick fog, and seemed to be a shadow melted by the fog , disappearing little by little.

Gao Fan yelled a few times, but Lu Zhi only told him to hurry up.

Gao Fan also entered the dense fog, the fog was very thick, wet and sticky on his face, making it difficult to breathe.

Walking in this fog, there is no one in front or behind, and Gao Fan is in a daze, as if he is walking alone in the chaos of the unopened world, the surroundings are silent, only the sound of his own footsteps 'clang', this silence makes people feel flustered .

At this moment, it seems that the stairs under his feet are no longer the stairs. The stairs have been gone, and they have turned into an iron platform. Gao Fan rushed forward two steps, and when he moved forward again, he suddenly heard a low shout from behind.

"Stand still!"

It was Lu Zhi's voice.

At this moment, Gao Fan is very obedient, because Lu Zhi's mobility is much stronger than him.

So Gao Fan remained motionless.

"Don't turn around, follow my direction and back away slowly."

Lu Zhi's voice appeared behind Gao Fan. At the same time, a hand slowly stretched out from the thick fog and rested on Gao Fan's shoulder. It was Lu Zhi's hand.

Gao Fan obeyed Lu Zhi's arrangement and stepped back step by step. After retreating more than ten steps, he heard Lu Zhi say, "That's it."

"What's going on?" Gao Fan didn't understand.

Now, the thick fog in front of him has already obscured his vision, just like the terrifying fog encountered on the highway. Gao Fan can only see Lu Zhi's face when he is a few steps in front of him. Fortunately, there are still lights in the environment. The shadows illuminate the mist, otherwise it would be a dark hell.

"Look at your feet." Lu Zhi said.

Gao Fan lowered his head, and saw a piece of pitch black, but black is different from black, there is a long and slender black stretching forward, which is Gao Fan's forward and backward path just now, and on both sides of this slender black, there are It is a lighter and ethereal 'gray'.

This is...Gao Fan squatted down and reached out to explore the 'ash', and reached out to find nothing.

In an instant, Gao Fan realized something, his blood almost froze.

"We are on...the bridge?!" Gao Fan realized.

The reason Lu Pheasant called Gao Fan back just now was because Gao Fan was running forward on an iron beam like a single-plank bridge. If he made a slight mistake, he would... Where would he fall?

"En." Lu Zhi nodded. She first lit a powerful flashlight, but it couldn't see through the fog.

"The fog is weird, it doesn't seem like a natural phenomenon," she said.

Then Gao Fan saw her take out a gun, but when Lu Zhi pulled the trigger, he realized that it was not a gun, but a flare gun.

The orange-red signal flare was fired downwards, illuminating the surrounding environment like fireworks. Although the light was still swallowed up quickly, it was moving forward. Therefore, both of them saw the orange-red light spot, which was controlled by the big one. It became smaller, down and down, and in the end, it didn't fall to the ground and become dim, but flew into infinity.

This scene shocked Gao Fan and Lu Zhi.

under their feet.

It is a bottomless abyss.

Lu Zhi put another signal flare upwards.

At this time, you can see the iron stairs spiraling upward like a giant snake.

Lu Zhi fired the signal flare to the left and right again, this time the signal flare finally hit the entity, about 30 meters away, it hit the rock wall, and the flames flew.

So Gao Fan and Lu Zhi finally figured out their own environment.

This is an abyss, the overall shape is circular, and the spiral staircase descending from above has turned into a slender iron bridge across the abyss.

To describe it, it's like putting a chopstick in an iron pot.

Now the two are standing in the center of the 'chopsticks'.

The width of this bridge is three steps from left to right. Looking back now, Gao Fan feels cold sweat. If he made a wrong step just now, he might fall down and be lost forever.

What will be under the bridge?

What will be in the abyss.

Listening to the more real murmur in the ear.

A strong thought came to Gao Fan's mind, and he couldn't help saying to Lu Zhi: "I know where we are...we are in the painting!"

Gao Fan said 'we are in the painting', Lu Zhi didn't understand what he meant after hearing it for a while, but this sentence already made her scalp tingle.

"What painting? Why are we in the painting?" Lu Zhi hurriedly asked.

"This is the scene depicted in the painting "The Gates of Hell." Gao Fan said, "But the bridge we are standing on is not in the painting. This bridge is because of..."

"...Because of worship, I need to describe His appearance...Although the world is not fortunate enough to witness His face...But if I don't do this...What is the meaning of my life..." Gao Fan felt a kind of extreme The fanaticism, feeling that it is the ultimate destination of life.

"Gao Fan!" Lu Zhi heard something wrong, she grabbed Gao Fan's left hand, and saw that the left hand was wrapped in maggot-shaped leather, and Gao Fan's eyes were obsessed, looking at the abyss under his feet, ready to move.

"I want to return to Him...not...before returning...I want to describe Him..." Gao Fan said.

Puchi!

Lu Zhi's carving knife B hit Gao Fan's palm.

First, it cut through a layer of weird stuff like leather, which may be called maggot, and then cut into Gao Fan's flesh. Gao Fan's flesh had not been completely assimilated by the maggot, so when the knife was cut, the skin was torn apart, and blood Crossflow.

Hmm... Gao Fan looked down at his hands.

Then he asked Lu Zhi, "Why are you stabbing me?"

"Are you awake?" Lu Zhi asked.

Um. Gao Fan nodded, although the blood on his hand was very painful, but Gao Fan just looked at the knife in his hand, and asked Lu Zhi: "Do you want to return it to you?"

"Keep it." Lu Zhi didn't intend to help Gao Fan draw the sword.

Um. Gao Fan nodded again, he also thought it was better.

"Hurry up and get Lin Senhao out," Lu Zhi said.

The two chose a direction, toward the side of the bridge, walking and being vigilant.

The bottom of the feet is a bottomless abyss wrapped in thick fog.

A great being in the abyss whispered to them.

'The world...destroyed...'

'The end of the continuum... is approaching...'

'Climbing to the abyss...'

'Pray for deliverance...'

'Look at me...forever...'

At this moment, a huge shadow rushed over in front of Lu Zhi.

The 'bridge' over the abyss is about two or three meters wide, and usually looks not narrow, but if it is across a huge abyss, it will be frightening.

The huge black figure suddenly jumped out of the thick fog. Gao Fan saw it and exclaimed in surprise. He asked himself that if he was the one who jumped, the bridge is narrow and there is nowhere to hide, he would definitely be thrown from the bridge. Crashed and fell into the abyss.

But Lv Zhi's skill is extremely vigorous, and Gao Fan even doubted whether it is the speed and agility that humans can possess.

I saw Lu Zhi jumping up, turned around extremely lightly and gracefully, and passed the huge black shadow, and at the same time, the carving knife A in his hand had already been inserted into its neck.

Zi la la!

In the next second, Gao Fan heard a tearing sound that made the roots of his teeth sour, as if the blackboard was cut open by his fingernails.

The black shadow's neck should have been torn open with a terrible wound. This time Lu Zhi learned the lesson from the last battle and used horizontal tearing instead of straight stabbing to inflict damage on people.

Even so, Soi Ying still charged unabated, his target was Gao Fan!

In the dense fog, this black shadow rushing desperately was like a car out of control. It didn't intend to stop, and it gave up any leeway. It just wanted to hit Gao Fan down?

Gao Fan looked at the dog face with protruding nose and retracted jaw in horror, pierced through the thick fog, and came to him, and at the same time he let out a hoarse roar: "Give it back to me!"

At this moment, several thoughts flashed through Gao Fan's mind.

What does he want?

What can I give him?

Apparently, this dog-face sacrifice requires the "Invisible Secret Collection" in Gao Fan's hands, which is the key to the ritual of offering sacrifices to the Intangible Son.

At the critical moment, Gao Fan did not hesitate at all. With a shake of his shoulders, the schoolbag carrying "The Invisible Secret" had already slid down, and with a vigorous shake, the schoolbag had already been thrown into the abyss under the bridge.

Sure enough, the dog-faced priest seemed to know that "The Invisible Secret" was in the bag. With a roar, he turned his direction, jumped up and grabbed the schoolbag with both hands in a goalkeeper-like saving posture.

It's hard to catch, but the whole body has already flown out of the bridge.

boom!

The dog-faced priest suddenly stretched out and grabbed the edge of the bridge, making a muffled sound, and the pig iron that made the bridge had his fingerprints removed from it.

The dog-faced priest who caught the "Invisible Secret Vault" had not had time to feel relieved when he was hit hard on the head with a 'bang'.

This chapter has been revised