Chapter 406: Chapter 406: The Room Behind the Door Chapter 406: Chapter 406: The Room Behind the Door Hiss!
The skin on Henrik’s surface suddenly split open to reveal bright red muscles as his body continued to swell—clearly, this transformation was beyond the realms of natural progression.
HIs bones were deforming. With just a light hamring, he left a deep pit in the ground. His eyes alternated between lucidity and madness, a sign that Henrik was fighting the instincts of his body with his own consciousness for the last ti.
Henrik himself reached the Second Tier in strength, yet his foundation was the weakest among the three. The beastliness of this body was hard to suppress and now, due to the collapse of the other two worlds, he was under even greater pressure.
“Let’s leave this place first, we might find another way,”
Goway suggested.
As the body finished its final transformation, Henrik had beco a monster over three ters tall, letting out a furious roar.
Just as Goway thought Henrik was about to attack, a mont of clarity flashed in his eyes. He violently raised his hand and fiercely pierced his own chest!
“Pfft!”
“Damn it, that hurt like hell!”
He looked up at Roger.
“This is what you owe . You better think about how you’re going to make it up to ,”
He huffed coldly and with a fierce tug from his enormous palm,
the claws embedded in his chest churned his heart to pieces. He collapsed to the ground like a deflated ball. “I suddenly regret this. If your guess is wrong…”
Henrik mumbled to himself.
“FK! A man really shouldn’t act impulsively.”
After saying that, he fell to the ground.
The blood gushed out like a fountain, forming a large pool beneath him, and the next mont, the entire castle started to shake.
Roger looked down and saw Henrik’s body eerily pulled into the pool of blood and then the ground began to crack.
“He actually…”
Goway’s eyes widened in disbelief. She never expected Henrik, who always seed the most erratic and unpredictable, to act so decisively at the crucial mont.
Without any struggle or reluctance, he ended his own life cleanly and crisply.
In fact, were it not a guarantee of true death, few would have the resolution to do so.
“Find that door quickly!”
Roger said calmly, with emotions seemingly accumulating inside him.
“This guy is more reliable than anyone else.”
The ground beneath their feet was collapsing, and the two of them moved swiftly upward.
“What if I’m wrong?”
“What if Henrik’s death here causes irreversible damage to him…” Goway suddenly expressed her worries.
“Don’t overthink it!”
Roger interrupted Goway’s speculations. “We’re just too tense ourselves. The sudden weakness has made us lose our judgnt.”
“This thing probably doesn’t have the power to weaken a large group of Transcendents and cause serious damage to their souls. We’re just clouded by concern. If it truly had the power to easily diminish a bevvy of Transcendents and inflict severe damage on their souls,”
Roger looked back at Goway.
“If there were such a terrifying thing, the price of wielding it would probably be too unbearable to pay!” A sharp glint crossed his eyes.
“In fact, the longer we drag on, the weaker we may beco.”
“If we decisively break the ga like Henrik did, it may actually give us a glimr of hope!”
Roger leaped onto a high tower and surveyed his surroundings.
“We are Transcendents, after all, fundantally different from ordinary people!”
“Where’s the exit?”
The castle collapsed, and one corpse after another surged out from the broken walls, turning it into a veritable castle of flesh and blood.
Roger suddenly rembered Henrik’s previous introduction and his gaze drifted towards the distant Inner City.
“Wait for , the exit might be there!”
As if lifting so Prohibition, the castle below was like a large mass of writhing rotten at—God knows how many ordinary soul shards were devoured by this place!
With all their might, the two sprinted and finally reached the highest room of the castle.
There, a wooden door completely soaked in blood was emitting a faint glow.
Before Roger could reach out to push the door, a blood-red figure squeezed out from the inside—it was Henrik, with his chest burst open, except now he was in his original form.
“Don’t leave behind…”
“Help , I don’t want to die yet!”
Roger swung his sword without hesitation, “Get lost!”
“You could be a bit more sincere. If it were Henrik, he’d rather n leave and won stay!”
He charged at the red door with all his might.
The stench of blood hit him head-on, and his body seed to plunge into glue; Roger felt sothing being stripped from his body, left behind forever in another space.
It was the body he had been using.
A mont of enlightennt rose in his heart; he knew that in the next second, he could leave this world and return to reality.
Whoosh!
The scenery before his eyes returned to normal.
The dilapidated passageway, the green vines and various weeds growing on the castle.
Not far in front of him, a red wooden door stood closed, the door as polished as new, as though it was regularly cleaned by soone.
“What’s going on?”
“I’m not dead?”
Henrik’s surprised shout ca from behind.
Roger turned around to see Goway’s astonished gaze.
“An illusion?”
“Let’s go, there’s nothing interesting to see here, just a bare stretch.”
So voices ca through the cracks in the walls; Roger looked down and saw five familiar young people standing on the nearby lawn, looking around as if they couldn’t see the ancient castle in front of them at all.
“They have lost that part of their mories.”
“What about you?”
Roger glanced at Henrik.
Henrik first made a careful check, then his complexion changed dramatically.
“What’s wrong?”
Roger asked with so concern.
His biggest worry was that Henrik’s death in there had caused irreversible damage to his body.
“I’m thinking that although there seems to be nothing wrong with my body now, so hidden problems can’t be seen.”
He analyzed it seriously.
“As a man, you should understand.”
“Heh.”
Roger unsheathed the Cursed Sword on his back without any hesitation.
“Co closer, say that again!”
“Kid, what’s that attitude?”
“Who was it that saved you just now?”
“Is this how you treat your savior?”
Goway covered her face with her hand.
At this mont, she felt even more that what she had just experienced must have been a dream.
Could such a guy really perform such a selfless act?
“Look over there!”
Goway seed to have discovered sothing and pointed it out, diverting the attention of the two.
Crack-crack!
Roger turned his head. The previously polished wooden door now suddenly sported a clear crack, the gap widening. The next mont, the door shattered with a bang, revealing a simply decorated wooden hut to the trio.
A wooden bed and a chair, nothing more.
“What is this place?”
Henrik walked up to the door, observing it cautiously.
“Let’s go in and take a look.”
Roger had a premonition that this wooden hut would unravel all the mysteries they had encountered before.
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