Chapter 1641 The Hand
The space inside the boat was dim. Compared to the dark space outside the boat, there was hazy light inside the boat, but the line of sight became extremely restricted because of these hazy lights.
Judging from the corpse demon's visual ability, his vision has become extremely unclear.
Even though Cangnan Yi, who was holding his arm and moving forward into the boat, was only a few feet away from him, his figure was blurred by the light and shadow.
All the narrow corridor spaces in front of him were empty and unclear.
In the boat corridor, the darkness seems to have no end.
The lanterns on the two lofts are arranged in a swaying pattern on both sides of the strait, as if you are in a created dream space.
Bailian shook his head vigorously, his eyes still maintaining a high degree of calmness.
His mind is undoubtedly clear.
But Balian knew that he had begun to hallucinate at this moment.
The space inside the ship is not too big, perhaps because of the monster's "internal body".
The old and dilapidated corridor is windless, cutting off all the breath of the outside world.
The air is not flowing, and it can even be said to feel humid and stuffy.
It is as if you are in the activated internal organs space of some huge animal.
Because this space is limited and the gas does not circulate, Balian can clearly smell the changes in the smell of his body.
It is no longer the smell of cold frost and snow.
But it exudes a smell of alienation and pollution from this world from the inside out.
Especially his arm that was swallowed just now gave off the strongest contamination.
He lowered his eyes and looked at his right arm. Snow-white threads like threads began to appear between his arms. The threads crawled slowly between his arms like some kind of mycelium. There was a disgusting feeling like a living animal swimming.
He suppressed the discomfort.
I know in my heart that I am hallucinating probably because my body has begun to become polluted and alienated.
Now that we have entered this boat, it has accelerated the pollution and alienation of the body.
Bailian frowned, looking at the back that was gradually being swallowed up by the light and shadow projected from nowhere in the long corridor, he couldn't help but call her softly, and said: "There is something weird in this space. , even I can’t see clearly This space has a vision, my dear, you are leading the way, are you okay?”
The woman in front was silent for a moment, and when she spoke, her voice seemed to be affected by this hazy space and changed. Not very clear.
“Well, it doesn’t matter.”
Bai Lian hummed, but did not show off to her.
Although her cultivation level is sealed at this moment, she is still the only divine saint in the world.
Underneath the eyes, there are abilities that others cannot see.
Bailian didn't even have any doubts about her, especially after becoming a disciple.
Having trust in Cang Nanyi seems to have formed an innate ability.
He didn't ask much about her plan for bringing herself into the belly of this strange thing. He just said: "The fish monster just bit me, and my body seemed to be alienated and polluted. Although What I am sure of is that I will not be dominated by any pollution at this moment, but this place is the belly of high-risk monsters. I see pollution here. The concentration is more than a hundred times stronger than the outside world.
I am not sure whether it will be completely corroded if I stay here for a long time."
He has never set foot in this strange abyss world. He can predict that it is inevitable that he will be eroded and polluted, but he cannot know what he will look like when he is completely polluted.
If she was really assimilated into a monster here, Cang Nanyi would have to face it all alone without the ability to protect herself.
Bailian could even feel that as he went deeper inside, the strange, ominous and chilling contamination became stronger.
Then Cang Nanyi's figure did not stop, as if she was not affected by the pollution here at all, and continued to move towards the depths. Her light and cold voice echoed in this long corridor that seemed to connect to the mysterious world of the abyss.
"Well, it doesn't matter."
Although Balian has long known this woman's temperament, no matter when, where, or where she is, she always looks calm and comfortable, easy to pick up. Relaxed look.
However, at this time, he cherishes words like gold and pretends to be profound. It is a bit uneasy to not tell the secret of this boat.
The black hole-like entry ship door behind him was getting farther and farther away from him. The dark door was like a closed eye, with a dusty atmosphere.
Balian didn't know how far he had traveled. Smelling the dense pollution in the air, Balian only felt that the deeper he went, the more painful his head became. Although all kinds of monsters had been isolated here, it seemed that he had found monsters in this overlord-level body. An extremely safe shell.
But the hallucinations in front of him became more and more serious, and the entire boat began to become distorted and chaotic before his eyes, with colorful and strange colors appearing.
All kinds of weird sounds that don't resemble human language also appear in my ears, such as babies crying, animals roaring, ghosts mourning, and countless men, women, and children whispering in the darkness of the mountains and forests.
The lines between the arms began to evolve into a lifeless gray-black color, perhaps reaching a critical point.
No matter how amazing Balian's willpower was, the sudden dizziness and nausea caused him to instantly fall into a deeper hallucination, and he began to be unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy.
The ability to distinguish has also begun to deteriorate.
He suddenly felt that the colorful colors and twisted space around him no longer made people feel uncomfortable, and the swaying red lantern no longer exuded desolation and gloom. It actually made him feel strangely like he was back. The comfort and peace of mind of home.
Everything here seemed to have the power of hypnosis, making him subconsciously want to become one with the interior of the boat, or stop and fall asleep.
The jet-black hair extending from the gap between the walls of the corridor became extremely friendly at this moment, as if it had been injected with poison by some kind of spider. Paralyzed and sinking, he wanted to be entangled with it. He saw the hair piercing his body and filling his internal organs inch by inch.
Only the woman holding his arm in front of him felt the warmth between her palms. It was unknown whether it was an illusion that caused him to lose his sense of reality or something else.
The temperature of the palm became lower and lower, as cold as ice.
The slender cyan figure also turned into a twisted, monster-like shape in the hazy light and shadow. The palm resting on his arm, the originally slender and elegant fingers seemed to have melted. It formed like a pale tentacle that lengthened like buttermilk, tightly wrapping his arm.
Bailian subconsciously wanted to throw away the hand, but when he thought that the person in front of him was Cang Nanyi, he suppressed the strong cold impulse.
He shook his head vigorously again, but the strong hallucination made everything false, but it could not be shaken away from his mind.
The woman in front of her was like a cicada turning into a butterfly, with slimy and thin butterfly wings beginning to grow on her back.
The too-long white fingers circled his arm, like a tangle, tightly entangling him, forcing Balian to move forward.
Bailian finally couldn't help but speak again: "Where is our goal? Although you said it from the beginning, you need to find a way to protect your consciousness from being eroded and polluted in this world. A suitable leather figurine can be drilled into it to isolate it from pollution. But the pollution power at this moment is obviously worse than that of the outside world. If we want the leather figurines to be a suitable bunker for us, we have not yet reached certain necessary conditions.”
After all, Ordinary leather figurines are dead objects, empty shells with their interiors hollowed out.
But at this moment, this quiet boat under the river is different. It is a living creature, and it is also an overlord-level existence.
At this moment, they threw themselves into its body, and these high-concentration pollution sources were eroding everything about them as strongly as its gastric juices.
But Cangnanyi's pace is so steady and determined that Bailian can only believe that she has a way to break through the river boat from the inside, kill this mysterious thing, and then occupy its skin figurines. In this A safe zone was created in the world for her to survive the crisis.
It’s just that Balian doesn’t know what the secret conditions and methods of killing the overlord are, so he can only ask.
Fortunately, Cang Nanyi in front of me did not seem to be greatly affected by the pollution source here. Her consciousness and logic were extremely clear, and her voice was calm and calm.
“Well, it doesn’t matter.”
The three words that floated out quietly were still as cold as mountains and flowing water, and the tone was always warm and lazy.
But at this moment, when these three words fell into Balian's ears, they were like an explosion, making his entire mental consciousness begin to violently turbulence.
He shuddered, his slightly pinched knuckles turned white, and there were layers of sweat on his forehead. His teeth seemed to be clenched with a thousand pounds of weight. His eyes were fixed on the twisted back, and his stomach began to swell. Cramps of chill.
From the moment he walked into the promenade of the boat, Cang Nanyi’s words from beginning to end seemed to be just these three words!
This is definitely not normal.
Did she begin to alienate unknowingly? !
Or... after entering this corridor, she was replaced by the monster here at some point?
Too careless!
He was still careless.
I thought that there would be no other monsters left in the belly of this overlord.
But the lanterns here, the walls here, the floors here, everything here, are not just a bunch of demons dancing around, they are all... monsters!
When was she replaced? !
Or...
Bailian's eyes trembled, and he finally felt the unknown terror and awe of this world.
Or was she not the one who pulled him into the boat from the beginning? !
If the person in front of her is not her, then where is the real Cangnan Yi at this moment?
Bailian didn’t dare to think further.
His eyes were deeply focused, and his vision was still full of hallucinations, but he still, without hesitation, shook off the hand!
(End of this chapter)