The box became increasingly slippery, and Blore was horrified to find that he was losing his grip on the strange object.

It was like a disgustingly fatty piece of meat, with a sticky, greasy liquid constantly oozing from its surface, making it impossible for his fingers to hold on to it steadily.

Blore frowned slightly and used all his strength to hold the box tightly, but the slippery feeling followed him like a thorn in his side, as if mocking his powerlessness and weakness.

He looked into the box with some uneasiness, and an extremely strange smell hit him in the face.

It is really difficult to accurately describe the smell in words. It is neither a foul stench nor a fresh and pleasant fragrance, but a strange smell that is inexplicable and hard to explain.

The smell was like a mixture of old, damp soil and rotten meat, making one feel nauseous and sick.

What made Blore even more horrified was that the inside of the box seemed to be connected to a mysterious tunnel, which was pitch black and unfathomable.

He opened his eyes wide and looked inside, but he could see nothing but endless darkness.

But his intuition deep in his heart told him that there must be some extremely terrifying and strange secret hidden in it.

At this moment, to his surprise, the box that had been lying quietly in his hand suddenly began to expand rapidly at an astonishing speed, like a balloon being blown up.

In the blink of an eye, the box had grown several times larger than before, and it was still growing...

Blore quickly cupped it with both hands, but it continued to grow in size and seemed ready to escape his grasp at any moment.

After the box expanded, lines began to appear faintly on its surface. They were not those stunning and mysterious patterns, but a kind of pattern that was unique to meat. It looked like it was casually scratched by a knife, or like naturally grown texture, which was chilling.

At this moment, a strange fragrance spread out, mixed with a faint meaty aroma, but also with a hint of sweet floral scent.

The fragrance seemed to be emanating from the inside of the box, which made people feel puzzled.

Blore frowned tightly, squinted his eyes, and twitched his nose hard, trying to catch the exact source of the mysterious fragrance from the surrounding air.

However, this fragrance seems to be as elusive as a ghost.

Just as he was concentrating on tracking the source of the fragrance, the box in his hand suddenly caught his attention again.

At first, the box felt only slightly heavy, but as time went on, the feeling became more pronounced.

The box grew heavier and heavier, as if it were filled with lead.

Moreover, it continued to expand and grow at a speed visible to the naked eye. The small box that could originally be easily held in the palm of the hand had become as big as a millstone in the blink of an eye.

Blore held it with both hands, straining to hold it up, a vein bulging on his forehead.

He had already lost some blood, and because of the huge consumption of his mental energy, his strength was definitely not as great as before, but it was definitely not less than before.

But the weight of the box kept increasing, and he felt more and more exhausted.

Finally, he could no longer bear the huge weight and had no choice but to put it on the ground.

The moment the box touched the ground, something unexpected happened.

A shallow blue sea surged in like a tide, quickly covering Blore's ankles.

But the strange thing was that as soon as the sea water touched the box, it was as if swallowed by an invisible giant beast. It disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, without even leaving a trace of water.

Blore was startled by the strange scene before him, and his face was full of vigilance.

He stared at the mysterious box, wondering to himself, "What on earth is this box? Why is it so strange?"

At the same time, Nansong, who was in another place, was going through a strange and disturbing experience.

She only felt that her consciousness gradually became blurred, as if she fell into chaos.

However, in this hazy state, she could clearly smell a faint fragrance.

This scent is very unique, with a sense of familiarity and at the same time a sense of strangeness.

Nan Song couldn't help but take a deep breath, wanting to savor this unique taste more carefully.

At this moment, she felt a slight wriggling sensation deep in her mind, as if some long-dormant memory was slowly awakening.

Then, a vague image emerged in her mind - it was a lush meadow with many herbs emitting a faint sweet smell, which were Lingyangu Jiamilin grass.

However, along with this sweet grass fragrance, there is also a faint smell of meat mixed in.

The aroma of meat was not strong, but it had an indescribable strange smell that made people feel disgusted after smelling it.

At this moment, the world before Nan Song's eyes seemed to be stained with ink. It was so dark that it was frightening, with thick shadows stacked one upon another, as if endless ghosts were swaying in it.

Nan Song felt as if she had fallen into an abyss filled with ghostly aura. The eerie aura that permeated the surroundings penetrated every pore and drilled into her pores.

She clearly felt her body begin to tremble slightly uncontrollably, and her heart, which had been beating steadily, was now like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, pounding wildly against her chest and making a sound like thunder.

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