Chapter 314 Baphomet
The moment Li Muhan stepped into this space, he seemed to have traveled through time and space and was drawn into a chaotic and distorted dimension.
A suffocating mixture of smells filled the air, the stench of decay intertwined with the pungent scent of some strange spices, like a symphony of death and magic, stimulating his senses and making him hold his breath.
The floor of this space is paved with irregular stone slabs, with green mold growing in the gaps, emitting a faint fluorescence.
The walls were covered with tattered tapestries and the corpses of unknown animals, as well as some mysterious runes that seemed to be carved in blood and that Li Muhan did not recognize. The bloodstains of each rune seemed to contain endless mysterious power.
In the center of the room, rows of ancient wooden cabinets display all kinds of strange objects - yellowed parchment scrolls, glass bottles filled with unknown liquids, bones engraved with spells, and feather brooms covered with mud. All of them tell the dark legends of the Middle Ages.
Boom——
At this moment, there was a loud noise behind him. Li Muhan turned around suddenly and found that the door he came in through had closed. What was even more chilling was that the door disappeared into the darkness the moment it closed, as if there had never been any door there.
"...it suddenly went from an urban novel to a horror novel."
Li Muhan couldn't help but complain, and then he felt a chill. As he spoke, white mist came out of his mouth. He couldn't help but wrap his coat, which was already a bit worn, tighter.
There is no lighting in this space. The only light source comes from the candlesticks on the uneven walls around it. The candlelight flickers in the breeze, casting strange shadows, making these strange objects more vivid.
Every faint flame danced on the wall, as if performing a silent dance, and the shadows under the candlelight were like evil tentacles, trying to pull Li Muhan into deeper darkness.
This space seems to have a life of its own, whispering in the darkness, waiting for the unsuspecting visitor to reveal a world of fear and wonder.
Crunch——
Just as Li Muhan was thinking about his next move, a strange sound suddenly rang out from the depths of the darkness where the candlelight extended, and then all the candle flames instantly turned light blue.
The strange fluorescent light made the entire space even more eerie and terrifying.
“…Who’s there?”
Li Muhan asked tentatively, and the response he got was a groan.
"......Um......"
The sound, like the rumbling of an old bellows, drifted from the deep darkness, devoid of any trace of human drama. It was more like the low growl of a beast poised for action in the depths of the forest, sensing its prey. It resonated in the air, making one's heart tighten, as if one could palpably sense the invisible tension.
A hint of golden color quietly emerged in Li Muhan's eyes, like stars twinkling in the night sky.
This is a special ability granted by the power of Baal contained in his body, which allows him to see everything in the dark environment.
However, even with such power at this moment, he still could not penetrate the thick darkness and see its true face.
He took a cautious step forward, ready to approach the mysterious darkness, when a turbid and hot breath quietly brushed across the back of his neck.
It felt like there was some kind of existence standing silently behind him, touching his skin with its moist breath, which made him shudder.
"Hmm...a fresh...guest."
Then, an extremely strange whisper sounded in my ears, as if the voice came from the deep bottom of the water, with heavy waves and suppressed echoes.
The voice was low and distorted, and every word seemed to be wrapped in water molecules, revealing a cold and damp feeling. It made people break out in cold sweats on their backs after listening to it, and the uneasiness deep in their hearts gradually spread.
Li Muhan turned around suddenly, but found nothing.
"...Why are you here? Guest? What do you need?"
This time the voice came from the right. Li Muhan turned around again, but still got nothing. He became a little annoyed, slowly closed his eyes, and then began to guide his own power.
"Oh... this guest is very special..."
In a flash, Li Muhan had opened the realm and put himself in a half-demon form, but what surprised him was that the thunder that his power could guide had no reaction at this time.
In other words, the space he is in now is definitely not in the underground building of the Special Management Bureau. You must know that in his domain, Fu Leimingyuan can absorb electrical energy within a certain range around him, and he has never seen such a situation before. There is no electrical energy in this space that can be driven by him.
"You seem confused..."
This voice seemed to be everywhere. Every low hum jumped in the space, approaching Li Muhan step by step, until the most recent time, Li Muhan seemed to catch a vague phantom in the hazy darkness, floating in front of his eyes, as if within reach.
boom--
In a flash, Li Muhan transformed into the Red Dragon Purgatory, the runes on his face instantly transforming into the form of a demon-suppressing general. He pinpointed the source of the sound, turned without hesitation, and slashed with his blade like lightning.
However, the expected sound of a blade piercing flesh or metal clashing did not emanate. The blade, along with the burning black and red flames, seemed frozen by an invisible force. A withered, twisted finger blocked its path, preventing it from moving even an inch.
"...Look at this blade."
The fingertips of that hand slowly slid down the blade, and finally stopped at the blade, tapping it lightly with its sharp nails. The sound was particularly harsh in the silence.
when--
“What a wonderful soul…”
A buzzing sound came from the knife, and then Li Muhan saw the true appearance of the monster in the dark space.
The first thing that caught Li Muhan's attention was a goat's head with a fluffy beard. Then he saw a naked human body, but the lower limbs were replaced by slender and thin goat's hooves.
This creature was not big, but it did not bring simple fear to Li Muhan, but an indescribable discomfort, as if his existence itself was a threat, which made Li Muhan, who was not a rookie, stand still.
"Put away your weapons, my guest... There is no reason for us to fight."
The goat monster caressed Fu Jiang Zhenmo with an eerie grace, then slowly took two steps back, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and looked humble, as if showing his courtesy.
"Welcome to my sanctuary, lost lamb..." Its voice was low and hoarse, as if covering the surroundings with an ominous mist.
Li Muhan slowly lowered his raised arm, but did not let down his guard. He still held the Demon-Suppressing Sword in his hand, and did not withdraw his own domain.
The giant dragon's tail slapped the ground forcefully, instantly stirring up a wave of black and red flames.
"Don't talk to me about all these weird things. What on earth are you?" Li Muhan's gaze swept from the sheep's head to the human-shaped body, and then from the sheep's hooves. His eyes revealed undisguised vigilance and doubt, and he asked in a low and powerful voice.
The monster let out a shrill, dry laugh. Its goat-hoofed movements were astonishing, and it retreated with a peculiar half-leap, half-run, suddenly spreading its arms. The surrounding candlesticks, as if animated by some invisible force, instantly burned even more vigorously. The bright flames illuminated every corner, sweeping away the pervasive gloom and mystery.
"...honored guest, you can call me... Baphomet, or Baphomet. Believe me, honored guest, you will definitely find what you desire here..."
Li Muhan looked around and realized that this place was somewhat similar to the wooden house where medieval witches lived in the movies and TV shows he had seen. Although the space was not large, it was full of mystery.
Baphomet, a symbol of black magic, the object of worship by witches' covens, and a lifelong enemy of God Yahweh.
He sighed, he seemed to have begun to get used to the appearance of these things. Fortunately, this guy seemed to have no hostility towards him, so Li Muhan released the hand holding Fu Jiang Zhenmo, and the huge black and red long sword instantly turned into a flame and dissipated into the air.
"Okay, let's talk and see what you can give me."
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