Bai Di's boots sank into the thick blood plasma, and every step was accompanied by a disgusting sticky sound.
This sea of blood was boundless, extending all the way to the vague, wriggling dark red horizon at the end of the sight.
The air was filled with the sweet smell of rust and decay, and the smell of sea salt that came from nowhere. Every breath made his lungs burn with pain.
Translucent tentacles entwine from all directions. They are not physical entities, but more disturbing than physical entities.
Those tentacles sometimes passed through his body, sometimes wrapped around his limbs, like the sensory organs of some unknown existence, carefully exploring every inch of his skin.
Bai Di could feel the cool touch they left on his skin, like the gentle caress of the fingers of a dead person.
"It's almost over..."
This thought echoed in his mind, and Bai Di felt more like a numb cognition.
The image disappeared after a while, but an inexplicable stronger sense of oppression appeared in the air.
He took hesitant steps, his boots stirring up the sticky plasma, creating ripples that slowly spread.
Suddenly, the surface of the sea of blood began to stir restlessly.
One after another, hideous-looking "eyes" emerged from the blood, their shapes varied - some resembled human eyeballs but were covered in bloodshot and proliferating granulations; some were compound eye structures composed of countless tiny crystals; and some were simply a mass of wriggling flesh with a crack in the middle, revealing a flickering pupil inside.
All these eyes stared at Bai Di with a creepy concentration.
It wasn't so much a simple gaze as an obsession bordering on religious fanaticism, a morbid desire to carve his image into eternity.
Bai Di suddenly felt dizzy, as if those gazes seemed to have real weight, pressing him to the point of suffocation.
When he turned his head to look at the nearest eyeball, it immediately trembled and sank into the sea of blood, stirring up a small ball of dark red waves.
Bai Di frowned, thinking that he had scared it.
But deep in the sea of blood, the eyeball was twitching wildly, the pupil dilated to the limit, and the surrounding blood vessels burst due to excessive excitement, dyeing the surrounding blood red.
It's not hiding out of fear, but losing control out of ecstasy.
The same scene was played out everywhere in the sea of blood.
Every eye touched by Bai Di's gaze sank into blood, and then fell into an even more insane state in the invisible depths.
They secreted a sticky liquid, and their tentacle-like nerve endings twitched uncontrollably. Some even began to dissolve themselves due to excessive excitement, and then reassembled under the mysterious power of the sea of blood.
Bai Di stopped and his boots sank into the soft substance at the bottom of the blood sea.
He felt something strange - the hiding of those eyes was too neat, too synchronized, like a carefully choreographed performance.
The surface of the blood sea returned to calm, but he could feel some huge existence wriggling underwater.
He looked down at his reflection in the blood, only to find that the shadow was giving him a smile that was not his own.
The corners of the reflection's mouth were cracked all the way to the ears, and his eyes flashed with the same obsession as those floating eyes.
Bai Di took a step back suddenly, and his reflection followed suit, but with a half-beat delay, as if it had its own consciousness and followed his movements reluctantly.
Only then did he realize that those floating eyes did not exist independently, but were part of a larger whole - like the suction cups of an octopus to its tentacles, or more accurately, like the retina to the eyeball.
A horror beyond human comprehension gradually took shape in his mind.
He looked up and around. The sea of blood was still calm and the tentacles were still floating, but there was a sense of oppression in the air, as if the entire space was shrinking, trying to squeeze him into a smaller form that was more suitable for being swallowed.
Those eyes weren't looking at "him"—they were looking at what would become "it."
Bai Di's breathing became rapid. He felt countless gazes penetrating his clothes, skin, and muscles, licking his bones and soul directly.
This was not a metaphor; those gazes were indeed tangible, and he could feel them moving through his body, exploring every corner and assessing every value.
The sea of blood began to ripple, not from his movements, but from the breathing of some giant creature in the depths.
Bai Di suddenly felt that he understood. He was standing on the surface of some existence, and those eyes and tentacles were just its insignificant sensory organs.
It is waking up, and the first thing it will do when it wakes up will be—
Bai Di's thoughts were interrupted by a severe headache. Dark shadows began to wriggle at the edge of his vision, and inhuman whispers rang in his ears.
Those sounds did not come from the outside world, but emerged from the depths of his brain, as if they had been sleeping there and were just awakened at this moment.
He stumbled forward another step, whether from courage or simple muscle spasm, he couldn't tell.
Blood splashed onto his face, warm and sticky, sliding down his cheeks like a living thing. A few drops hung on his eyelashes, dyeing the world red.
At that moment, through the blood-colored filter, Bai Di Ganxian finally saw a corner of the truth - those eyes had never hidden, they had been looking at him, from all angles and dimensions.
They sink into the sea of blood only to get a better look, for beneath the surface their vision is clearer, more...intimate.
Exhaled heavily.
Bai Di suddenly felt that this method was too outrageous and even a little ridiculous.
The sea of blood suddenly froze for a moment, and even the translucent tentacles stopped floating.
The air became heavy and tense, as if the whole world was holding its breath, waiting for something to happen.
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