As well as the various fears and despair contained therein. Due to the long-term relentless immersion in the river, the shapes of these bones have long been severely distorted, appearing particularly hideous and terrifying.
What is particularly striking is that these bones have been carved by nature with uncanny skill, naturally forming an extremely large round skull table and several round chairs surrounding the table.
And around the skull round table, there are several skulls made of bones placed randomly.
From time to time, strange and inexplicable light would flash in their empty eye sockets, as if they were staring at some unknown mysterious existence.
As for the round chairs, there were several incomplete skeletons sitting on them.
They each maintain a completely different posture; some appear to be talking in low voices; some appear to be lost in deep thought, motionless; and others appear to be patiently waiting for something crucial to happen.
The atmosphere was so oppressive that it was almost suffocating.
At the spot where the skeleton was sitting peacefully, when those pairs of eyes cast their gazes over, a horrifying scene appeared:
A layer of wet gray hair suddenly appeared on the originally bare white bones.
The hair grew like mushrooms after a rain, spreading and growing at a speed so fast that it was hard to keep up, almost madly.
Before long, the round bone tables with jagged joints, sharp edges and thorns were completely covered by this layer of gray hair, without a trace of bones left.
But who could have imagined that what happened right after that was even more bizarre.
I saw streams of thick black and red liquid slowly seeping out from the thick hair.
These liquids seemed to have life, flowing down the hair, making a "tick-tick" sound, falling drop by drop, and finally merging into the scarlet blood-red land.
In an instant, the scarlet land seemed to be on fire, emitting a pungent smell of blood that filled the entire space.
At this moment, Blore finally saw his surroundings clearly.
His eyes were wide open, his face full of disbelief, and he stood there blankly, motionless, as if under a spell of immobilization.
The scene before his eyes was so unbelievable that he was shocked beyond words - this place was undoubtedly no longer the place where they had just stayed!
However, the bright red crystal altar within reach beneath his body told him clearly that this was definitely where they were before.
This sudden change sent an indescribable chill through Blore's heart, like an icy snake winding up his spine.
He turned around in panic, his eyes quickly scanning the entire huge stage.
However, what horrified him was that he was once again alone on the stage! What terrible thing had happened again?
At this moment, Blore subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to the fence beside him to steady his trembling body.
However, when his eyes fell on his hands, he nearly cried out in shock. He saw that one of his hands had turned completely black and gold, gleaming with a cold metallic luster. Even the skin at the knuckles had a strange metallic texture, and it felt like paraffin to the touch.
Blore's heart sank, and without hesitation he turned his gaze to the other hand.
Sure enough, an even more horrifying scene appeared—the hand and the entire arm had become hairy and lay there limply.
If the soft and fluffy white fur appeared on a plush toy, it might give people a sense of cuteness and warmth, but now it grows on a person's body. This strong contrast is really chilling.
One of the two hands turned into a fluffy arm, and the other turned into a mechanical product that only robots seem to have. Everything is so incredible!
"Brother! Are you awake? This is the second time we've met again!"
A voice suddenly came from far away, with a hint of joy, but also a hint that Brol did not quite understand.
However, Blore was only momentarily stunned before quickly turning around. What came into his sight was Ri Huaian!
This really surprised him, and he couldn't help but wonder why he was here?
At this moment, Rihuaian seemed to have grown a little. He was wearing a black suit of clothing. The material of the clothes seemed quite strange. For the "well-informed" Blore, this material was something he had never seen before.
What is particularly eye-catching is that the blood-red lining inside the black clothes is carefully embroidered with a series of extremely strange characters.
These characters are intertwined and arranged in an orderly manner, giving people the illusion that Ri Huaian is the master of this place.
Not only that, Ri Huaian also wore a set of gray-gold Lianjin Snow Lotus gold ornaments around his body.
Strings of crystal-clear and round pearls and glittering glass beads are cleverly dotted throughout, which not only does not reveal the slightest vulgarity of wealth, but instead further highlights its elegant and noble temperament.
Rihuaian walked slowly and steadily towards Blore. When he was only a few meters away from Blore, he stopped.
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