Infinite Throne

Chapter 600: lake of despair

Chapter 600 Despair Lake

【grievance】from Guiwu Mountain.

In the previous trial, [Grievance] was the source of everything. After Irin found out [Grievance] through various clues and started it, he also received an SSS-level evaluation in that trial.

In other words, that trial Irin had already gone to the end.

Up to now, the growth direction and abilities of [Grievance] have not been fully unlocked, and are full of mysteries.

【grievance】is like a monster attached to Yilin's forehead to absorb "nutrients".

Once there are things like "resentment", "curse", "negative emotions" around Yilin, [grievance] will be activated actively, act as a demon on Yilin's forehead, and have a full meal.

When I came to Kanzaki City, the evil thoughts that originally filled Kanzaki City should also be the food for [resentment].

But [Reproach] After he was full, he didn't seem to bother to eat any more. After the progress bar reached 100%, there was no other movement.

But now...suddenly it's soaring again!

So shocking!

Irin's scalp was numb and unbearable with the buzzing and humming of 【grievance】.

This boundless sea, or "lake", filled with something around it, reawakened the full [resentment], causing the [resentment] to have a strange reaction.

"Gala..."

"Tear..."

From all directions, strange sounds were heard.

In the icy cold water, a terrifying undercurrent rose up and rolled Irin somewhere.

The sudden change made Irin's expression change slightly.

He tried to stabilize his body with telekinesis, but there was no focus at all around him, and his current body had disappeared, and he was in a strange "mental state", completely unable to control his position with telekinesis. , can only go with the flow and roll toward the dark abyss not far away.

The light there gradually dimmed.

Looking from a distance, from now to a certain point in infinity, it seems like a gradual evolution from "white" to "black".

"Gala cluck..."

"Sizzle sizzle..."

The strange sound got louder and louder.

Irin's eyes narrowed, and a pitch-black shadow with a mask behind him appeared silently, and disappeared in a flash behind Irin.

After successfully activated the equipment skill of [Ten Dead Body], Irin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He was the last life-saving trump card. If he was banned at such a critical moment, it would really make Yi Rin want to cry without tears.

Even when fighting with Muto Irin, Irin didn't play this hole card.

is for the end.

After opening the hole card.

Irin was calm.

He continued to swim, swim and swim, with the flow.

In the dark, gorgeous colors began to appear.

Pieces of green light flickering in the dark.

looks like fireflies dancing in the abyss.

These fireflies are a little bigger.

Soaked in the lake water, Irin's perception was compressed to the point of being almost blind.

For the high-level spiritual side of Yi Rin, he has always been accustomed to observing the surrounding environment from the perspective of God. The current situation has undoubtedly greatly weakened Yi Rin's strength.

rub.

Suddenly.

One after another, icy gazes fell on Yi Rin.

There seems to be some kind of interesting emotion hidden in those sights, which makes Yi Rin have the illusion that he is a guinea pig locked in a glass box, and is allowed to be watched and played with.

This feeling is hard.

Irin took out the compass and took a look.

The compass still works.

points straight ahead.

Using props under the "mental state" is also a rare experience for Irin.

I don’t know how long I have been swimming.

The water around has turned dark black.

is like a sea stained with thick ink.

In the dark, a little green light, more and more, more and more.

Although Irin was sucked into the "dark depths" uncontrollably, he was able to change his direction a little. However, this kind of "change" cannot allow Irin to escape from this situation for the time being.

"Escape?"

Actually, Irin didn't think about running away.

What he is looking for must be there.

finally.

in the dark,

A faint figure appeared.

One by one "people", floating in the black water, motionless.

In the beginning, Irin thought that the people floating in the water were corpses.

But when he took a closer look, he couldn't help but be surprised to find that those people were not just as simple as corpses.

It's all... Kanzaki City!

Everyone wears a different outfit.

There are men, women and children of all ages.

The only thing they have in common is that they were pierced by a pitch-black tentacle in a weird and twisted posture, nailed to the water, unable to move.

"Wait...they, are alive!"

When I looked more closely, even Irin, who was used to seeing a lot of the world and experienced many big scenes, couldn't help but feel a creepy feeling from the bottom of his heart.

All the citizens of Kanzaki City were penetrated by tentacles, but their eyes were rolling. Their skin was soaked into layers of wrinkles and soaked white, and even some people's limbs, face, belly, chest, all have different degrees of rot, pink intestines, green bile, composed of a The optic nerve connects to the brain but floats out of the eyeball outside the orbit...

No matter how miserable they look and how like a corpse, they are alive!

They are still breathing!

Their eyeballs are still rolling!

Their mouths opened and closed, as if they wanted to say something, but they couldn't say it!

They are all alive!

But in such a pitiful and terrifying posture, they live here, on tentacles, like puppets nailed to a shelf!

All the "people", when Yi Rin floated past them, the rolling eyeballs trembled violently, and there was a kind of help-seeking emotion in their eyes.

them,

is asking Irin for help!

They can see Irin as a "mental state"!

They are calling for help!

Irin drifted past the "people".

Each tentacle, like a dark forest, is scattered high and low.

Looking forward, there is no end in sight.

Infinite darkness covers everything.

Desperate, silent mourning, has become the only main theme in this deep lake right now.

"That is…!"

Irin followed the tentacles on their bodies and observed in the direction they extended, and found something even more terrifying.

It turns out,

The tentacles on them are nothing but branches.

Those branches, branched out by thicker tentacles.

and thicker tentacles are divided by thicker tentacles.

Those tentacles are like the roots of a big tree, branching layer by layer, and finally a person is strung at the end, absorbing their nutrients.

The scene in front of him has exceeded the limit that a "serious person" can imagine.

I can't imagine what kind of existence it is to create this slaughterhouse-like scenery.

Irin's ears were still ringing with small whispers.

He could no longer tell how many voices these whispers were made of.

one thousand?

Ten thousand?

One hundred thousand?

million?

The ends of the tentacle branches converge in the depths.

At the end of everything, there is a dark shadow like an abyss.

green light flashes.

Irin raised her head.

Not far away, he began to see familiar faces.

There are quite a few people who died just now by his own hands.

That's right, and Zhen Xianhui.

The dead apostles are also strung here!

Turns out they are here!

"Little Dance!"

in a dense tentacles.

Irin found Mai Oda.

Oda Mai broke his left arm, his neck was twisted off, his head hung down, and he remained motionless.

It turns out that he can speak here.

While blowing out the bubbles, Irin clearly heard his own voice coming out.

Oda Mai was similarly pierced by a tentacle, crookedly, abdominal cavity, thigh, and head.

If in other places, living people are tossed like this, they are definitely dead.

But when Irin shouted Oda Mai's name in the black water, Irin clearly saw Oda Mai's body twisted into a strange posture, and suddenly shook violently.

Her right hand, which was firmly nailed to the tentacles, was moving little by little, inch by inch, centimeter by centimeter.

Although the magnitude is small, Irin can be sure that Oda Mai is trying to make a certain movement. She might have heard Irin's voice and wanted to convey something.

finally.

Just as Irin was about to drift past Oda Mai, her arm finally moved a tiny amount with difficulty.

But this small range, to her, seemed like an insurmountable chasm.

—Oda Mai wants to hold her sword. It just didn't work out.

She even broke her neck and couldn't even lift her head.

But her stubbornness and fighting spirit were conveyed through this simple yet difficult action.

Here, Oda Mai is eerily alive, but it is no different from dead.

Irin took a deep breath of ice water.

Cool!

Oda Mai finally gave up the action of holding the knife.

She waved her fingers vigorously.

Very hard, very hard, very hard.

At first, Irin didn’t know what Oda Mai meant by waving her fingers.

can be suddenly.

Irin recalled that Oda Mai was relentless at that time, one person and one knife, before rushing into the black ball, she waved her broken arm. Echoing the movement of her fingers waving now, Irin instantly understood something.

"As expected of you."

Irin rubbed his eyes.

The water was so big that it all entered my eyes.

Irin finally passed by Oda Mai.

He knew that this was not the end.

At the end of the tentacles of the layers of branches, there is a boundless shadow.

"I see."

The roots of those tentacles converged into a terrifying tentacle monster like an octopus. This tentacle monster is entrenched in this vast black water, and the green lights flickering like stars, seem to be the eyes of "it".

Green lights, eyeballs, staring into this space at the end of the dark abyss, the only thing that moves... Irin.

At the end of the "Slaughterhouse".

is actually,

Gayageummi.

No, it should be said, it was Gaya Gummi.

Irin's eyes narrowed, but what surprised him was not the appearance of Gaya Gummi, but the appearance of hundreds of Gaya Gummi.

Gayageummi, who looked exactly the same, was pierced by tentacles and lined up neatly.

Each Gayageummi was strung into different postures, some were lying on their backs, some were kneeling, some were twisting, some were squatting, some were sitting, and some were crossed.

In short, they are all Gayageummi.

Poor Gayageummi.

Here, is the source of all tragedies.

Irin raised her head.

at the same time.

All Gaya Gummi opened their eyes at the same time, and looked at Irin with the same sad eyes.

"Rin-kun, save me!"

Every Gayageummi said the same sentence.

humming…

When the words reached Yi Rin's ears, they became a curse-like dream.

"Puff!"

Irin seemed to have fallen into the water.