Nightcrawler: 20 Years of Peaceful Demons

Chapter 177 Long Stairs, Murals of Ghosts and Gods

Chapter 177 Long Stairs, Murals of Ghosts and Gods

boom!
My sandbag-sized fist hit that poor man named "Bug" hard on the head. It felt like hitting a rock, and my hand hurt badly.

But without any hesitation, I punched that person again, knocking him down to the ground.

Then I didn't give him any chance to resist and shout, I suddenly covered his mouth, and raised my hand to give him a fat beating.

I showed no mercy, nor did I have any intolerance.

Judging from the cruel methods they used to deal with me before, I can know that these guys are all beasts.

Even if they were shot in line, no one was innocent.

I beat that guy on the head until he had no more resistance, and then I touched his hand. Soon, I got the soft gold rope that belonged to me and wrapped it around my neck. waist.

Then I dragged this guy and walked towards another road.

I disposed of the bedbug in a shallow pit [-] meters apart on another road, and knocked again before leaving to make sure that he would not wake up for a while, and then I returned to the space just now.

When I came, by coincidence, those people actually opened the heavy and thick obsidian gate.

I heard a rumbling sound, and the whole space seemed to be shaking.

The stones under my feet danced.

Immediately afterwards, there was a cheer, and then everyone walked into the door, leaving only a huge rat corpse, not far from the door, neatly placed.

I didn't dare to show up right away, but waited until the footsteps had gone away before I slowly leaned forward.

In the huge dark space, the obsidian gate revealed a gap that could allow one person to walk.

I stood at the door, and there was wind blowing from the inside out.

I hesitated for a long time.

In fact, from the perspective of survival, the most important thing for a person who has just escaped the danger of life and death is not to get close to a bunch of cruel and ruthless guys, but to stay away from them.

Since Mr. Bai can find me through the plum blossom brand on my right wrist, it is actually the safest way for me to find a place to hide.

Because I don't have to face these brutal guys, and I don't have to fight with them to the death.

After all, as a little guy who has just awakened, no matter how fast I improve, I can't be a match for these guys.

Especially Brother Leopard and Brother Wen, I feel that they are at least above the level of big monsters.

As they said, at this moment, the reason why they are staying under the enemy's command in Kyoto is just to seek asylum and survive here.

In terms of ability, they are not inferior to anyone.

Each of these people, taken out alone, is an extremely powerful figure, not to mention the fat sea that may come at any time, and the masters of the Kyoto enemy family behind him?

However, there is a reason that makes me have to stay.

Because in the conversation of those guys just now, a word was mentioned, it was like a magnet, it attracted me deeply, and I couldn't leave.

Candle Yin.

The Fire of Candle Yin, this thing, together with Wujin, Umu and Xiyang, is an important introduction for me to fight the catastrophe and overcome the difficulties.

Only by obtaining these four things can I pass the five levels.

Only then can I truly awaken the talent of the bloodline of the nightcrawler and become a real nightcrawler, otherwise I will die because of the conflict of bloodlines and the curse of the heavens, and eventually my genes will collapse.

Throughout the ages, there is only one night walker with the blood of Lingming stone monkey who can successfully pass through the five levels.

That person was later called "the Great Sage Equaling Heaven".

I never imagined that I would be in such a ghostly place and hear words that almost belonged to legends.

Among other things, the word "Zhuyin" alone is enough to make me try my best.

It's okay to fight for your life.

I took a deep breath, then walked slowly forward, walked through the creaking crack of the door, came inside, and found that in the middle of this not-so-large stone room, there was actually a Sunken stairs.

It goes all the way down, very deep.

Under almost hundreds of steps, there was a beam of strong flashlight coming, swaying continuously, and a faint sound came up.

The material of this step is very strange. I looked it over and found that it was some kind of glowing stone.

It is very neat, almost two meters in length, and fifty centimeters in height.

On both sides of the steps, a large number of reliefs are carved.

I squinted my eyes, adjusted my pupils, and tried to look at the reliefs on the walls on both sides of the steps.

I found that the style of the murals and reliefs on the wall is completely different from the one on the obsidian gate. It looks very freehand, full of strong personal consciousness, and these reliefs seem to be drawn by one person, as if they were quickly outlined with gold and iron. Then burn it with flames.

The content inside is also full of killings, fighting, and seas of corpses and blood. From the messy outline, many specific images can be seen.

I can see many familiar animals, and the appearance of night crawlers.

Known, unknown, as if countless images, are revealed in this long corridor of steps.

When I went down to the No.20th step, I saw a very familiar image.

Dominate.

It was the big tortoise that had lived for a thousand years and was ready to return to the human world with all its strength, but something bad happened. It also appeared in the mural.

Of course, such a mural outline is really freehand, just like the wild grass in calligraphy.

If I hadn't seen the appearance of the big turtle with my own eyes, and could feel the arrogance and domineering charm from the mural relief, I might really have no idea what this pile of lines is.

The more I looked, the more frightened I became.

There is a saying that describes it very appropriately, it is called "uncanny workmanship".

Such a scene is simply not achievable by manpower.

Who did all this?
Was it really the great demon Suzaku, or did it exist before it?
I do not know.

I was full of awe, I didn't know how to express it, but just as I was concentrating on the charm of the monster under the bully, a beam of light shot up from the depths below.

The moment I sensed the light, I fell down on the steps.

I try to be as light as possible so that no one can hear too much movement.

Because the group of people had already gone to the very bottom, the beam of light did not fall on me when it came up, probably due to a blind spot of vision, so after looking at it for a while, they left again.

While this made me breathe a sigh of relief, it also made me a little more vigilant.

At this moment, it is not the time for me to appreciate this miracle.

I have to survive first, so that I can have other thoughts and appreciate the miracles and beautiful scenery that do not belong to ordinary people.

I waited for the light beam to disappear for a while before I dared to walk down the steps cautiously.

And I am always on the lookout, and if there is any call-up that is discovered, I will immediately lower myself so that no one can see it.

The process of descending the steps is very long.

I don't know how many steps I went down, but it took more than half an hour anyway, and when there was an echo in front of me, I knew that I had almost reached the bottom.

At this time, I was extra careful.

Because there were strong flashlights shining towards it from time to time just now, which explained one thing.

The group of people below were also suspicious, thinking that Hou Mo, who had disappeared, might have followed him.

After all, the most fundamental reason why they discovered this secret place was to come after me.

I was afraid that those people would set up an ambush at the bottom, and when I showed up, several people would appear together and capture me, so I was very careful.

The closer I got to the bottom, the more careful I was.

In the end, I almost crawled down step by step.

Because of the changes in my eyes, my eyesight also began to change, and I was able to see subtleties even in extremely dim conditions.

I don't know if I was thinking too much, but walking down like this, when I was about to reach the bottom, I didn't see any signs of an ambush.

If it was before, I might have gone without thinking.

But after the previous experience, and also knowing the viciousness and cruelty of these people, I became more patient and did not panic. I lay on the ground steadily, looking at the empty exit not far below, and patiently waited with.

1 minutes, 2 minutes, 3 minutes...

Unknowingly, time passed quietly, I don't know how long it took, and suddenly, I heard a huge roar from far below.

Immediately afterwards, someone shouted sharply: "Da Tuo, Zhang Da Tuo..."

Listening to the movement, it should be far away, and there is a distance to transmit it.

At this moment, there was the sound of hurried footsteps at the entrance, and then they rushed towards the distance. I heard it, but suppressed my temper.

I waited for 5 minutes before tiptoeing down.

It never occurred to me that just as I walked to the opening at the bottom of the steps, there was a strong wind blowing towards me.

Although this attack was very ruthless, I was prepared for it, but I was not afraid. Instead, I jumped towards the back, only to see a tall man appearing in front of me.

Holding a sharp dagger in his hand, he missed a single hit and protected his chest.

The guy said viciously: "You bastard, you killed my blackie, and I will let you pay for it!"

I heard it and understood it immediately.

This person is that Brother Leopard.

(End of this chapter)

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