Capítulo 771: Chapter 750: The Stench of the Old Days
“Strange, we were chatting just fine before, how did it suddenly break off… It seems that getting information won’t be so simple. According to the Corner’s design philosophy, I’ll have to handle this prison guard interview myself.
There was no issue asking conceptual questions before, but once I inquired about the Dungeon’s interiors, the connection was severed.
Of course, it could also be an issue with that Eye itself.
Things in this Dungeon tend to have problems, and that eyeball must have undergone physiological deconstruction. Its consciousness should also be pathological, unstable.
Next ti a connection is possible, I’ll try asking about the identity and origin of that eyeball… and also the Crow flock we encountered earlier.”
Luo Di stared at the half-burned torch, fixing his gaze on the side of the kitchen, the source of the stench.
However, he first chose to head towards the pile of corpses.
Carefully slicing open the corpse skin, what flowed out was rely a kind of rotten liquid, useless for lighting a torch.
These corpses had rely fused together due to the Dungeon environnt, forming a low-grade life form, without any threat.
Once this was confird, Luo Di could only head to the source of the stench, perhaps he could find so grease for fuel there.
The closer he got,
the more he could feel the activity of the stench, glancing down, Luo Di seed to see countless maggots crawling over him, with each maggot’s mouth still secreting saliva.
After shaking his head, the maggots vanished.
When he looked up again, he had already reached the doorway.
The wooden door, mottled with cracks, could hardly be sealed, with the sll constantly wafting out from inside.
He tried to infiltrate with mist, but found that the mist couldn’t squeeze in at all.
Attempting to taste the slls inside with his tongue, yet the tongue itself had long since given up, seemingly protesting this almost ** behavior.
He could only look for himself.
As Luo Di reached out to open the door,
Ah~~
A mournful cry ca from behind, from the live organism ford by the pile of corpses, even trying to move with its limp hands, wanting to leave here.
Luo Di’s determination was firm; he had to resolve the torch issue.
With one hand gripping the cervical spine, the other slowly pushed the door.
Crack~ The decayed sound from the door hinge turning, like an old man’s final lant.
Prepared to draw his knife, Luo Di was suddenly stunned.
Inside there was no filth, nor the anticipated Dungeon individual.
There was only… a squat toilet less than ten square ters in size.
Just such a narrow cubicle, just one squat toilet.
However, the pit was larger than usual, feeling just right for a person to fit inside.
Peculiarly, the extre stench slled outside the door disappeared, everything beca quiet, no longer tense.
Luo Di quickly noticed this anomaly, but when he wanted to move his gaze away, he couldn’t.
His eyes seed nailed to the squat toilet opening, fixedly staring at that pitch-black hole.
A rhythmic drumming,
The shrill cries of a swollen throat,
The noise from both suddenly rushed in,
A special physiological deconstruction began, all of Luo Di’s pores started to enlarge, following which, maggots crawled out.
These were maggots transford from Luo Di’s flesh and body fluids.
As the maggots crawled out, his body’s outline also shrank, seemingly more convenient to head to so place.
His body began moving toward the squat toilet,
as his right foot was about to step into that pitch-black hole,
Clang!
The sound of chains being pulled ca.
Looking back, it would be found that before entering, Luo Di had set a special Hook trap, with the hook’s end embedded into his Spine.
As long as he moved non-subjectively, the hook would straighten, extre pain would transmit to the spine.
The Hellish pain restored his sanity, the noise gradually disappeared.
He quickly closed his eyes,
simultaneously aiming his palm at the hole.
“Creation of Torture Tools”
His body temperature soared, even the Old Spine with cracks willingly exposed itself, he directly crafted a torture device in Open Spine state.
Creating a columnar, heavy tallic Iron Pillar, but the pillar itself was over a thousand degrees hot.
As several blocks of burning hot Iron Pillars fell down, Luo Di escaped the toilet as quickly as possible, returning to the kitchen area.
The next second,
A piercing wail resounded from below, anwhile, an explosion occurred.
Pa!
The bathroom stall was blown to pieces.
Various accumulated filth splattered out, making the entire kitchen sll even stronger, causing even the pile of corpses in the corner to start retching.
Luo Di’s tongue flailed wildly in his mouth, as if it wanted to go back to complain to Gust, accusing Luo Di of ssing around here.
However,
Luo Di was preparing on his side,
first securing the dim torch to the wall using a torture device.
Withdrawing the Black Spine, gripping the black knife tightly… his gaze was fixed on the collapsed bathroom area, able to feel that sothing was coming up.
When he saw so kind of pale yellow substance flowing, Luo Di’s consciousness twitched, maggots imdiately crawling out from the pores of his facial skin.
“Even just glimpsing a small part leads to physiological deconstruction? I guess slling or tasting it would be the sa… In that case, it must be a quick fight.
If I can kill this thing, it proves I can kill other old entities in the Dungeon,
and maybe even gradually understand the nature of this so-called “physiological deconstruction,” perhaps as a Murderer I could also learn it…”
Luo Di didn’t avert his gaze, still staring intently.
Hoo… ha…
Breathing in the sinister air.
A layer of wrinkled, hardened Zombie Skin covered his body, completely blocking those pores, using this physical form to suppress the “physiological deconstruction.”
Luo Di was always clear about one thing.
To kill these things in the Dungeon, you must face them directly. If you can’t even handle looking at them directly, always choosing to evade, there’ll be only a Dead End.
“My adaptability should be sufficient, after all, that Eye acknowledged it… Only by adapting here can I kill all the old entities here.”
Drip drop sound~
Sothing stood up from the collapsed bathroom area, taller than the kitchen ceiling height, forcing its body to bend forward.
Its entire body was composed of fernted old filth, with various fat maggots nesting within.
A dense structure of pores covered its body, and each breath exuded an extre foul stench, with maggots flying out alongside it.
Most astonishing was that this thing’s head was actually the previous squat toilet.
The dark squat hole was staring at the young man before it,
It seed unable to comprehend why such a low-level being, new to the Dungeon and untouched by ti’s baptism, could resist this stench, maintaining integrity.
And Luo Di was also being watched by the “toilet” for the first ti.
The Jaw Splitter on his face beca ineffective, the stench embedding itself directly within his consciousness.
Even though Luo Di could barely withstand the opponent’s physiological deconstruction, he couldn’t handle this unprecedented old stench.
Ugh!
The basic biological reaction was triggered,
Vomit!
All the food eaten earlier was expelled, accompanied by a strong hunger.
Taking advantage of Luo Di’s vomiting pause,
the toilet head already ca before him,
reaching out with its extrely filthy arms as if to embrace him.
Once touched,
the effect of physiological deconstruction would multiply several tis, and Luo Di would instantly beco a nest for maggots, completely swallowed by the stench, transford into a new toilet structure.
Hoo…
Another breath, forcibly restraining the esophagus, montarily halting the vomiting.
Again the familiar feeling of death’s approach, he already had the black knife tightly in hand.
This ti, Luo Di didn’t need to recall scenes of chopping in the kitchen or how he beheaded Old Master Jiang… he already understood this feeling.
Not looking, not slling.
Relying solely on instinct,
Slash!
The mont the blade slashed,
the torch burning on the wall seed to turn cold-colored, as if moonlight was burning.
Buzz!
Luo Di’s consciousness had returned to the Moon,
back to the stairs leading to the palace,
on the long steps ford by Old Master Jiang’s carcass, an additional step appeared, one reeking with stench and crawling with filth and maggots.
This step stretched over ten ters long, and seed different from the previous steps.
Luo Di stepped onto the spot with the hole-ridden step, squatting down, feeling this carcass, carefully contemplating the part concerning physiological deconstruction.
During his contemplation,
gray tentacles crawled over the Eye, even transforming into maggots.
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