This made him more anxious and increased the fear deep in his heart.
Blore suddenly felt uneasy. He didn't know why he suddenly became so nervous.
Was there something secretly influencing him? Or was this dark atmosphere just an illusion? He couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Perhaps this darkness itself carries a strange magnetic field that interferes with people's body functions?
Thinking of this, Blore tried to calm himself down, but his heartbeat still accelerated uncontrollably.
He stopped and took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his inner anxiety.
However, when he stopped, he felt that the surroundings were unusually quiet, and it could even be said that all the insect chirping sounds before the dead silence had disappeared.
The place was eerily empty, as if he was the only one left in the world.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through Blore's mind: Could it be that he had now entered the mysterious black mountain he had seen in the forest?
The mountain was so huge that he had never been able to get close to it. Perhaps it was because of a mysterious force - the ball of light - that brought him into it.
As he thought more deeply, Blore became more and more convinced of his own inference.
So, he continued to walk slowly along the cave wall, his heart full of doubts and curiosity. He found that the road under his feet was unusually flat, with almost no gravel or obstacles.
All of this seems very unusual, as if it had once been carefully built.
While Blore was thinking, he didn't notice that a dark "cloud" was quietly following him, silently. He was unaware of this and was still immersed in the confusion and exploration of the surrounding environment.
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When Nangel woke up, he felt an indescribable darkness enveloping him. He tried to open his eyes, but found only endless darkness before him, as if covered by a thick black curtain.
He began to rub his eyes vigorously, hoping to break the darkness, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not change the status quo. In the end, he could only give up helplessly.
At this moment, his vision began to gradually return, and the original darkness gradually turned into a terrifying pale white. This white was so pure that a trace of fear and uneasiness could not help but surge in his heart.
Later, Nangel realized that his thinking had become extremely fuzzy, and the fragments of memory were scattered deep in his mind like broken puzzle pieces, making it impossible for him to piece together a complete picture.
Despite trying hard to recall, he still couldn't connect what had happened before with his current environment.
Just as he was feeling confused, a faint voice reached his ears. It was Sige's voice, full of concern and doubt.
"Nangel?"
Nanger immediately became alert. He listened carefully to the movements around him, then quickly stood up and ran towards the direction where the sound came from.
Sige seemed to wake up earlier than Nanger. He sat quietly on the other side. As soon as he heard the sound coming from beside him, his body tensed up instantly and he dared not move easily.
He remained alert until he was sure that the other party had no ill intentions, then he slowly and uncertainly called Nanger's name.
So when Nanger heard Siger's voice, he ran in the direction of the sound without hesitation.
At this time, Siger seemed to have noticed Nanger's actions.
He was just about to remind Nanger not to act rashly, but when the words came to his lips, he only had time to utter a short "Don't...", followed by a heavy crash.
"Hey, I was just about to tell you to stay still. There's a wall between us. Can you feel it now?"
Perhaps because there was a "wall" between them, Nanger heard Sige's voice intermittently, as if the signal was not good.
"Hiss... This wall is really hard!"
Nanger couldn't help but rub his head which was hurt by the collision. However, there was still a sea of white in front of him, which made him feel very confused.
"I'm fine, but what exactly is our situation now?"
Nanger sighed helplessly, then leaned against the "wall" that injured him, rubbing his head while asking Sige loudly.
"You're lucky you didn't hit that thing directly."
Sige's voice sounded a little weak.
Hearing this, Nanger couldn't help but feel a little doubtful. He slowly stood up and walked to the side cautiously.
The space here seemed quite spacious. He walked for about two minutes before finally reaching the edge.
He reached out and touched it gently, and suddenly felt some abrupt and hard protrusions, which instantly scratched his palm.
Blood flowed down his fingers, dripping onto the white ground, splashing bright red blood.
Strangely enough, although the entire space is white, nothing else can be seen clearly except this white.
If he had hit these hard bumps just now, he would probably have been seriously injured and bleeding from the head if not killed.
"This place is really strange! How did we end up here?"
Nanger was wandering around the area aimlessly, carrying the mechanical doll on his back.
The doll still had a faint smile, but somehow one could see a hint of cruelty in it.
"Don't move for now, or wait a moment..."
Before he finished speaking, a huge buzzing sound was heard.
Nanger immediately became nervous and looked around vigilantly.
However, at this moment, seven or eight "butterfly creatures" with black bodies and white wings, as big as a fist, appeared in Nanger's sight from nowhere.
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