The first thing that appeared in front of us was a pile of broken pieces of wood.
They were probably the remains of the furniture that the owner of the house used to hold up the front door. However, they had already been chopped into firewood by the tremor just now. These once precious pieces of wood were now useless apart from being used as firewood or as plywood.
The lighting in the hall was very dim, and everything was covered in a thick layer of dust. Spider webs could be seen everywhere, but we could still vaguely tell that these furnishings used to be glorious.
Although the gentle light emitting from Alaya's body served as a light source to a certain extent, the angel sister wasn't a real light bulb. Only now did we remember that we didn't even bring the most basic lighting tools with us on this expedition …
At this moment, Shallow Shallow patted Little Bubble's head and whispered something into her ear. The little rascal immediately responded with a squeak, then lowered her head and rubbed her hands together.
Three seconds later, accompanied by a "ding" that was so cartoonish that it made me speechless, a small cold light stick appeared in Little Bubble's hand. Then, the little rascal raised the light stick and jumped in front of me as if she was asking for praise. She innocently looked at me at a 45 ° angle and bombarded me with lolita bombs.
I was a little dazed as I received the unusually bright cold light stick. I had great respect for Shallow Shallow's creativity and flexibility.
With the light source, the things in the room immediately became much clearer. We saw a spiral staircase on the right side of the hall, which should lead to the second floor. There were two broken doors on each side of the hall, and behind the doors was a pitch-black corridor.
After a short discussion, we decided to start exploring the corridor on the left.
Next to the door, there was a fallen lamp stand blocking our way. Shallow Shallow took a step forward and pushed the lamp stand aside. Then … a bony arm fell in front of her — it turned out that it was hanging from the top of the lamp stand.
I decisively stuffed the cold light stick into Sandora's hand, then forcefully covered my ears.
"Ah — —"
Shallow Shallow's piercing scream reverberated throughout the entire house!
A minute later, the dust that had been blown away by Shallow Shallow's sonic wave finally landed on the ground. I put my hands down — to be honest, this wasn't very effective. I knew better than anyone how terrifying Shallow Shallow's scream was. Her sonic wave had a penetrative power that surpassed any sniper rifle, and it wasn't something that could be blocked with just two hands.
Although Shallow Shallow had been through the baptism of war in the Otherworld and was much stronger than the average girl, monsters and humans were different, after all. Shallow Shallow could smash a black Ooze Monster expressionlessly, but she couldn't help but be shocked when she saw a hand bone.
Shadora was dumbfounded. When I touched her shoulder, she finally came back to her senses. She immediately shouted, "Prohibited weapon! This is definitely a prohibited weapon! Even in the conquest wars of the Empire, this is a forbidden weapon that is not allowed to be used!!! "
Cough cough, I say, didn't I just give you a fright? Is it that exaggerated?
Lin Xue was also shocked when she saw such a visually destructive object. Under normal circumstances, she would have screamed as well. However, Shallow Shallow's scream had successfully diverted Lin Xue's attention. She was probably still dizzy from the shock.
The other person who was shocked was Little Bubble. However, she wasn't shocked by the bone on the ground, but by Shallow Shallow's scream. Her eyes were wide open and her mouth was slightly agape. She stood there motionlessly. I couldn't help but worry that she wouldn't be traumatized by Shallow Shallow's scream, right?
After a few seconds, Lin Xue calmed down. She took a step forward and touched the arm that once belonged to an unlucky Scourge soldier with the tip of her foot with a look of disgust. She said, "There is a strange energy residue on it. It should be the power of the Undead. However, the strange thing is that this arm has been separated from its body for such a long time, but the energy on it still hasn't dissipated. It seems that the Undead in the Otherworld are different from the zombies on Earth."
I immediately looked at her as though I was looking at a monster.
"What are you looking at?" Lin Xue immediately noticed my gaze. She skillfully turned around and gave me an uppercut. "I am an experienced and knowledgeable metahuman. I have even seen living zombies. This thing is just a pile of bone-strengthening powder to me!"
Letting Lin Xue cause a ruckus actually eased the atmosphere. Shallow Shallow chuckled embarrassedly. She seemed to think that her reaction was a little too exaggerated.
Actually, her reaction wasn't exaggerated at all. It was just that the presence of a bunch of boss-level superwomen made her normal reaction seem a little out of place.
"Let's hurry over there. This thing is too disgusting …" Shallow Shallow said as she pulled my arm and carefully walked around the arm on the ground.
"I thought you were going to give up," I whispered into her ear.
Shallow Shallow secretly turned her head to look at Sandora who was following behind us with a calm expression. "Then wouldn't I lose?"
It was really … a hard to understand way of competing.
This was a really huge house. It was worthy of being the private manor of the richest man in Darrowshire. The dark hallway seemed to have no end. Although it might be our misconception, the length of this hallway was a little exaggerated.
With the blue light from Little Bubble's cold lamp, we could see that there were many oil paintings hanging on both sides of the hallway. There were people and scenery. It seemed that Fowler was a person who loved art. Of course, that wasn't necessarily the case.
There must have been a battle in this hallway. Because we could see that there were many dark brown bloodstains on the walls. The originally bright and beautiful oil paintings also looked very strange because of the bloodstains.
At this moment, Sandora suddenly stopped and signaled us to look at the wall.
Only then did we realize that there was a series of blurry handprints among the dark stains.
It was a handprint condensed from blood. From the direction, we could tell that it started a few meters behind us. Then, it continued forward and finally disappeared into a dark green door at the side of the hallway.
It was obvious that this was the mark left behind by a wounded person who was fleeing. Perhaps there were still pursuers behind him. Because the handprints looked messy, he hid in a small room at the side of the hallway and locked the door. As for why the undead that were chasing him didn't destroy this wooden door that didn't look very sturdy, it was easy to understand. The person who escaped had already been injured by the undead. Probably not long after he locked himself in the room, the power of the plague in his body flared up, turning him into a zombie. Without the aura of a living person, the undead outside naturally lost interest in him. As for why the door didn't open from the inside, it could be that there were other passages in the room. It could also be that the newly transformed zombie didn't know to come out and was still lingering inside. It should be known that low-level zombies didn't have any intelligence. If there was no aura of a living person around, they could stand in the same place for several years until they rotted into a skeleton and finally turned into a pile of bone strengthening powder.
The atmosphere around us was getting more and more eerie. Shallow Shallow hugged my arm tightly. I could clearly feel her soft body trembling slightly. That was why 80% of men were interested in bringing their girlfriends to watch horror movies and visit haunted houses.
You're asking about the remaining 20%?
Alright, perhaps you've forgotten that there's a kind of awkwardness in this world. That is when you bring your girlfriend to watch a horror movie, but you get scared by the first scene and run into your girlfriend's embrace. Then, your girlfriend, who should have been scared, laughed out loud at the zombie on the screen. After all, not every man isn't afraid of ghosts.
I took a deep breath. Then, I kicked the rotten wooden door open.
Pandora immediately wielded the Twin Revolver Cannon and rushed in first. Then, she carefully looked around.
"Safe."
After a few seconds, Pandora came to a conclusion. Then, we entered the room one by one.
This was probably a room for the servants to rest. The furnishings in the room were simple, and there were no decorations at all. All the furniture in the room consisted of a single wooden bed on the right side of the room, an empty table on the left side of the wall, and two long-legged armchairs on the ground. Facing us was a pitch-black window. Just like the windows of the mansion we saw from outside, it was also sealed with wooden strips. These strips of wood must have been nailed up by the owner of the house when the undead attacked the town. However, it seemed that the end result was that the owner of the house had been trapped inside the house.
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