Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 160 The Labyrinth of the Minotaur

Although the low visibility greatly reduces the hit rate of both parties in the exchange of fire, there are always unlucky people who are knocked down by one or two fatal stray bullets.

When the first deceased appeared, a strange atmosphere quietly emerged. Everyone seemed to be filled with some kind of fanatical hatred. The blood flowing on the floor was slowly absorbed by the seemingly ordinary patterns, and in the darkness The uninvited guests attracted by the gunfire also arrived silently.

A huge scarlet figure silently climbed to the top of the dome, hanging upside down and quietly watching the fiery situation below.

Although it is huge, in this urgent situation, no one will suddenly think of looking up.

But not everyone was unaware of a mysterious monster coming from the darkness.

The thin man who was denounced as a coward by everyone who wanted to join the clown gang lay on the ground when the first gunshot was fired. He crept to the wall and hid with his head in his hands. He huddled up as much as possible and hugged him. His head was shaking.

Suddenly, he seemed to sense something. The gaze in the dark made him feel an inexplicable splitting headache. Thanks to his more fragile spirit than ordinary people, the existence of the monster was like a monster in the dark to him. A ball of flame that is as hot as a flame and cannot be ignored.

"We can't fight anymore. There is something wrong with this place. If we continue to fight, everyone will die!"

Wrapped in a huge sense of fear, the man felt his lips were dry and his throat was a little tight. He carefully raised his head and glanced at the dome through the flickering firelight in the darkness.

He saw a squirming mass of pink flesh.

"What the hell is this?!"

The bearded man yelled, pointing the muzzle of the gun in the direction of the monster's crawling direction and pulling the trigger. The shot was accurate, and a pink blood flower exploded from the back of the spider that looked like a brain.

The man's face quickly turned gray in just a few seconds, while the blood spider's back wound healed in an instant, and the bullet that had entered its body tissue was squeezed out, making a clanging sound. It fell to the floor.

The man roared at the top of his lungs.

"Damn! There really is a monster!"

It will kill me first, but if I don't prompt them, everyone will die!

This is the man's second thought.

The beam of light refracted and diffused by the parabola gave a panoramic view of the entire dome. At this moment, everyone saw the afterimage of a blood-red giant moving quickly.

It was only at this moment that everyone could clearly see the true face of this monster.

That mass of flesh and blood seemed to be particularly sensitive to gaze. Almost at the moment the man saw it, it suddenly turned in a direction. Six slits opened on a basketball-sized scarlet sarcoma, and six bloody pupils stared straight at it. man.

It was covered with mottled blood films and criss-crossing ravines, and it even beat like a real brain.

It found me!

This is the man's first thought.

"Monsters...there's a monster in the dome! Right above us!"

Unexpectedly, this actually inspired the thin man's ferocity.

As for why it is said to be barely similar.

Before everyone could turn their guns, the flesh-and-blood monster fell directly down with a flexibility that was inconsistent with its huge body. When its huge mouthparts were explored, the thin man who first spotted him was caught in his mouth. A huge furry claw criss-crossed back and forth, and then quickly crawled away along the wall.

The bearded man who was hiding behind the stone pillar was startled by the man's shout. He opened his mouth to curse, but subconsciously glanced upward with the flashlight in his hand.

"It's sucking my blood!"

It barely looks like a giant blood spider.

Who has ever seen a spider whose abdomen is made up of a living brain larger than a human being?

But then the man who was caught in the mouth of the spider let out a scream of pain.

Knowing that he could not survive, he actually took out the short knife from his waist and stabbed the blood spider in the head with his backhand.

This blow probably caused serious damage to the blood spider. A hissing sound came from its mouthparts, and it shook its head suddenly, throwing the man down.

thump.

The dull flesh collided with the floor. The two parties, who had previously wanted to kill each other, aimed their guns at the Blood Spider, who was slow to move due to head trauma, with unusual tacit understanding. Dozens of guns sprayed out dazzling flames. It turned that disgusting brain into a mess.

When the huge piece of pink rotten flesh fell to the floor and spattered a large pool of disgusting bloody liquid, both parties finally lowered their guns and let out a long sigh of relief. The Black Mask gang looked at the huge spider monster they had beaten to pieces in amazement. The leader shuddered and loudly asked the bearded man at the other end of the corridor in disbelief.

"What the hell is this?"

"Bah! Didn't you say this is Black Mask's territory? Why, do you want us to tell you whether to call your pet Teddy or Jamie?"

The bearded man cursed and walked over to help the thin man who was the first to be attacked and the first to find the blood spider, with a slight apology on his face.

"Sorry, brother, I misunderstood you. You are very brave."

"Walk……"

The man was already breathing in but not breathing out. There were several huge wounds across his waist and abdomen, but only a small amount of blood flowed out. He had an unknown amount of blood taken away by the monster, and he fell from such a high place. Why? There was no way he could survive.

"what?"

Because the man's voice was too weak and as thin as a mosquito, the bearded man didn't hear what the other party said clearly, so he frowned and asked again.

"Come on...there's something wrong."

Before the bearded man could react, a blood bubble suddenly appeared on the man's face.

Snapped!

As the blood bubble suddenly exploded, the bearded man subconsciously let go and pushed the man away at the same time, but a small amount of liquid still splashed on his face, accompanied by an extremely fishy smell.

The man lying on the ground got the strength from nowhere, and his whole body suddenly arched his back like a cooked shrimp. As his throat swelled, a large mouthful of blood sprayed onto the ground.

boo~

It was like the crisp sound of fragile bubbles exploding in the air. The man's two eyeballs fell out of their sockets for no reason. After a few round bounces in the wet and slippery blood, they suddenly felt strange. Flying incomparably into the sky.

The bizarre scenes that appeared one after another caused most people's brains to freeze briefly, and then someone screamed in horror.

"Look, those corpses from before, their eyes are all gone!"

Just as the Dome Palace fell into chaos again, Batman and Terry finally found their originally expected destination today.

Compared to the pitch-black environment before, Terry's eyes only felt bright at this moment.

A light in the physical sense.

A huge owl statue stands on the white marble floor, with a small fountain device at the base. The two eyes of the owl statue have blue flames that seem dim but actually illuminate almost the entire underground space. .

Behind the giant statue are two huge entrances, separated by an equally white marble block.

"This is the giant underground maze of the Court of Owls, but this should be a smaller version. Theoretically, there is also an official giant maze on the island of Crete in Greece. They seem to like Greek culture very much, and the design ideas should come from mythology. Minotaur.”

Terry rubbed his arms. Originally, the ground should be warmer, but when he came near the maze, he felt a little cold for no reason.

"I really don't know what the purpose of building such a big maze underground is?"

"The bloodline that judges those sins——"

A deep voice seemed to sound from all directions.

"what?"

Terry turned to look at Batman, who raised his hand and threw a batarang towards one of the entrances to the maze.

That sentence just now was not what he said.

Deep in the entrance, a dark figure slowly walked out, raising his left hand lightly, with the batarang between his index and middle fingers. It seemed that receiving the blow was effortless for him.

The blue flames in the eyes of the owl statue jumped inexplicably.

(End of this chapter)