mythical card maker

Chapter 91 Statues in the city of death?
Zhou Chuan smiled, but he knew in his heart that it was impossible.

The wood used to make the coffin may have been miraculous and survived for a long time, but the "people" lying in it could not withstand the digestion of microorganisms and turned into handfuls of dust.

This is also what he knew through the feedback of Ba Ye's vision.

Just kidding, of course he couldn't open the coffin himself.

What if you run into a zombie?
He's only just grown up, but he can't help but make such a face.

"Go on and see."

Thinking to himself, Zhou Chuan took out a big black umbrella from his heart, left the wooden shed, and turned to face another direction.

But before he had gone far, he came across a high wall.

Zhou Chuan felt that the guy who designed this courtyard was probably a guy from hell like him.

After all, which normal person would use a fence to make the yard as complicated as a spider's web?
"Third Master, open the way ahead."

Following Zhou Chuan's call, the majestic Niu Sanye fell out of thin air. At that moment, Zhou Chuan even felt that the whole temple was sinking.

Niu Sanye staggered, apparently aware of the problem, quickly shrunk his figure, and came to Zhou Chuan.

"Trouble the third master to help me open the way."

Niu Sanye then turned to face the high wall, spit out blue particles like will-o'-the-wisp from his nostrils, and slammed towards the wall.

With a loud bang, the thick city wall collapsed immediately, but Niu Sanye didn't stop, but continued to charge with his powerful physique, and soon overturned the whole labyrinth courtyard.

A chopstick is easily broken, and it is not difficult to break a chopstick.

This is where the brute force aesthetic comes in.

"In this world, I don't allow anyone to be worse than me. If there is, then use brute force to overthrow it!"

Zhou Chuan thought about looking around. Now that the walls have all fallen down, he can roam freely in the strong wind and rain.

If he didn't pay attention, the black umbrella in his hand was overturned and carried into the sky.

He didn't care about it either, and when he looked around, he saw that there was rain everywhere, and there were dull air currents surging in all directions.

There was a sudden thunderclap, and the sky and the earth were pale. With a flash of light, he saw countless black shadows scattered in the courtyard.

It was a mottled statue.

They move differently, standing, kneeling, walking, or running, but they all cover their cheeks with their hands in a helpless and desperate posture.

Although their cheeks cannot be seen, they can be identified by their clothing alone.

Scholars, merchants, ordinary people, doctors, officials...

They are surrounded in all directions, exactly the same despair, exactly the same painful gesture.

For a certain moment, Zhou Chuan only felt that they came alive.

Or...they were alive in the first place.

"wrong!"

In a split second, Zhou Chuan came to his senses: "Mr. Niu just overturned the entire courtyard, and the walls collapsed. How did so many statues stay? No matter how many statues are left, they will destroy a few of them, right?"

The cold rain fell from Tianxin and hit Zhou Chuan's cheek, making him blink instinctively.

After taking a deep breath, he reached out to wipe the rain off his face, and when he looked around again, he felt that the statues around him seemed to have moved a little.

The other statues can be said to be illusions, but the statue of the woman closest to him clearly covered her cheeks tightly at first, but now her eyebrows are half exposed.

This proves that the moment he just wiped his face, these statues came alive!

"Seventh Lord and Eighth Lord, smash them!"

Faced with this underworld scene, Zhou Chuan didn't even think about it, and directly called out to his most tacit partner.

So the next moment, the black and white impermanence that was originally exploring and spinning in the low sky slowly fell down. The ecstasy lock and the mourning stick were like two dragons, swimming and charging towards the statue.

But like a child throwing stones into the water, the chains and mourning sticks fell on these statues, causing only ripples and fluctuations, as if they did not exist in the world, but mirage-like illusions.

Seeing this, Zhou Chuan's eyes moved slightly, and he gathered a huge amount of energy to pour on the seventh and eighth masters.

I saw that the figures of these two grew instantly, from ordinary people's figure to several feet tall in the blink of an eye, and the original plain robes were also filled with the pattern of the other shore flower.

They roared and rushed towards the statue, accompanied by the roar of thunder, the ground seemed to sink under the strong attack, but the statue still stood on the ground unscathed.

Zhou Chuan tried to reach out to touch them, but just like what happened to the ecstasy chain and the mourning stick before, when his hand passed by, he didn't feel like touching the real thing, but just produced ripples like water.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he had a faint understanding in his heart, so he took out the Fengyue Baojian from the inner pocket of his coat, and stuck a small lamp on it, then turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

Through the mirror image, he could clearly see that the moment he turned around, the statues "not in" his sight came to life one after another, and slowly moved away his hands covering his cheeks like a stranger.

Seeing this, Zhou Chuan hurriedly directed Qiye Baye to attack, but the result was the same again.

"There is no problem with the train of thought, but where is the difference?"

Thinking to himself, Zhou Chuan continued to walk without looking back, and the statue followed suit, and quickly moved his hands away, revealing painful and desperate cheeks, with dirty blood flowing from the eye sockets and the corners of the mouth.

Their faces were completely exposed, but their eyes were still closed tightly, and their hands were stretched forward to follow Zhou Chuan's movement.

If Zhou Chuan takes one step, they will take two steps; if Zhou Chuan stops, these things will also take one step forward.

"Hey guy, play elementary school Mathematical Olympiad with me, right?"

Zhou Chuan smiled, but he was not in a hurry to start. Instead, he continued to walk, and soon returned to the wooden shed where the wooden boxes were laid across.

With this moment of effort, the posture of the statue following him has changed again, and its eyes have been opened, but it is pitch black and shining with a strange and unclean light.

Looking at this scene through Baojian, Zhou Chuan suddenly thought of a legend - the weeping angel.

It was a creature called "Lonely Assassin", and when they were observed, they would automatically enter the [Non-Existence] state.

That is, you can see them, but they don't actually exist in this space, or even at this point in time.

In this case, you can't kill them, and of course, they can't hurt you.

But when you turn your head or blink your eyes, they come to life, coming to life, faster and faster.

Under normal circumstances, their "killing" method is to send people to a certain time node and feed on the energy generated by this.

But if the target can't fill their stomachs, they will directly wring the opponent's neck.

It is worth mentioning that in a certain drama, the settings of these creatures are perfect creatures that can be compared with the universe.

Of course, the statue Zhou Chuan is facing now is not up to that level. At most, it has some similarities with the weeping angel in terms of ability, and most of it is related to the spatial characteristics of the strange temple itself.

Zhou Chuan had a guess: Maybe the temple itself is an entrance to the ruins of Montenegro.

The statue itself exists in the ruins of Montenegro, that is, in the city of the dead, and it is just reflected in the present world at this time.

In this case, it seems to make sense.

Still have to experiment.

(End of this chapter)