high-dimensional shuttle

Chapter 76 A Big Mountain of Meat
That cold feeling of being grabbed by an unknown object instantly made his heart beat extremely fast.

Eyes opened a crack.

He saw a long shadow grabbing his ankle and pulling it hard into the corridor!
It seems to be a...a tentacle with a touch of blood.

All were entangled in tentacles.

Under the tugging, it rubbed "Sasha" on the ground.

This feeling is really a bit scary, if he didn't firmly believe that Battalion Commander Zhao has thick golden thighs, Fang Yuhao would have jumped up and ran away crazily!
When he passed the dagger that fell, he moved his fingers and quietly held it in his palm.

Adam's apple twitched.

"We have weapons!"

Now, I finally have a sense of security.

Just a little bit of it...

These few minutes were the most difficult period of his life.

The candle flames in the corridor danced, stretching the shadows of everything obliquely.And his body was being dragged by an unknown monster to the depths of the quiet tomb.

Along the way, he saw all kinds of funerary objects like pottery pots, all kinds of crooked pictures, and all kinds of gold and silver jewelry, which were covered with dust.

"I don't know why Battalion Commander Zhao came up with such a plan, is he planning to launch a surprise attack?"

"It's possible...they have investigated in advance and prepared for a long time."

That kind of strange hypnosis is really impossible to guard against, and only the most resolute mind can resist it reluctantly.Fang Yuhao's spiritual will and soul strength are above average, but still not enough.

"Or... I have no experience, so I was directly recruited."

"And this monster seems to want to capture us alive..."

While thinking wildly like this, Fang Yuhao suddenly heard a sound of "dong dong dong" like drumming.

Gradually, he felt something was suppressing his chest again.

His heart, unexpectedly, started to beat in accordance with this rhythm!
"here we go again……"

Fang Yuhao's hands and feet were cold, and the veins all over his body were slowly protruding, and his brain's response became slower and slower, all maintained by his own will.

He finally understood how important personal will is in the idealistic world.

In this world where only "I" is real, mental attack is the most common weapon.But sometimes, even if you know it, you can't guard against it.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound is getting closer, closer!

It seems to be in front of you!
Fang Yuhao was already nervous to the limit.

But he found himself unable to move!
A cool thing had come to his face, as if he could smell the slimy stench.

He felt that he was going crazy, his eyelids were extremely heavy, but he was unable to open them. This feeling of sleepiness made him struggle wildly in his heart.

Fang Yuhao bit the tip of his tongue violently, but this usual trick didn't come in handy.It was as if the tongue had been anesthetized, and there was no pain at all.

"It's over, it's over!"

He didn't even have the strength to take out the black stone and beat himself.

The will began to blur, he vaguely felt that the cool thing had touched his lips, and wanted to stuff it into his mouth!
Oh shit……

It stinks!

The fear in his heart has reached the upper realm of human beings. When life and death are at stake, Fang Yuhao can't care so much and bursts out the last bit of strength in his body.

The dagger slashed forward frantically!

"brush!"

In an instant, it seemed that something leathery and soft had been scratched.

As the dagger stabbed out, his body felt inexplicably relaxed. The hypnotic feeling disappeared immediately, and he opened his eyes with difficulty.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Fang Yuhao's pupils shrank suddenly.

The rotten coffin in the center had been opened a long time ago, and there was a squatting...

what monster is this?

A... Roshan? !

It can't be said to be a mountain of meat, it seems to be a strange creature composed of many corpse fats, with all kinds of messy organs, internal organs and heads piled up on it.

So many heads!

Still alive!

In the eyes of these heads, there was a desire for bloodthirsty, and they all stared at Fang Yuhao who had awakened.

Fang Yuhao was stunned, staring at these dozens of pairs of eyes, his scalp was numb, and he almost squatted on the ground.

"It's better to pass out. At least like Shi Dapeng, there will be no pain if you die."

"Maybe, after we are eaten, we will become one of them?"

He came up with this idea out of nowhere.

"And that one, the one at the front, looks... like a tomb robber?! My God... he has been eaten?!"

Battalion Commander Zhao Xianming, who was at the front, had already been lifted up by the tentacles, and his body looked upright, as if he had been hung up.

A few nearby heads showed fierce eyes, baring their teeth and wanting to eat Zhao Xianming!
"It's over, it's over!"

Although he is a bold type among ordinary people, he is almost on the verge of collapse in the face of real supernatural beings.

Fang Yuhao has never killed anyone, at most he watched the old man kill chickens at his grandma's house.

He didn't even know if Battalion Commander Zhao, the "Golden Thigh", was still alive, or if he was also restrained and couldn't move at all.

He only knew that he, the living guy, had attracted all the attention of these heads, and countless tentacles were attacking him crazily!
His pupils shrank slightly, and Fang Yuhao let out a short roar in his heart.

"Hold!"

Waiting for death is not his style, he waved the dagger wildly, while rolling and crawling back. "Puff" a few times, as if chopping on an octopus tentacles, slippery but tough.

His feet slipped, he was caught by a tentacle, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

With a flick of his wrist, he quickly shook his wit and stabbed at the foot.

But his hands were no match for four punches, and after a while, his arms, thighs, and neck were firmly restrained, and the extent of his struggle became smaller and smaller.

This feeling of being entangled by a python made Fang Yuhao's face turn rosy a little bit, and the feeling of suffocation in his chest became more and more serious.

I'm going to hang up!
Suddenly, he saw that Zhao Xianming seemed to have moved, and he yelled.

"Help, help! Battalion Commander Zhao, I can't hold on any longer!"

At this critical moment, the upright Zhao Xianming really moved.

Like a violent black whirlwind, he chopped off the tentacles on his body with one knife, took a step forward, and suddenly stepped onto this mountain of flesh!
Snapped!
The big knife in his hand, with a cold flash, slashed viciously at the head in the middle!

In a daze, Fang Yuhao saw something different about the head in the middle.

If the others are all starving beggars, then the one in the middle is the emperor who manages these beggars!
Its mental state is obviously different, it does not have that bloodthirsty gaze, but maintains a certain degree of clarity.It even has a chubby independent body, wearing an ancient official uniform on top, only the lower part is completely integrated into Roshan's body.

It was watching Fang Yuhao's struggle with a mocking gaze, like a cat playing with a mouse...

(End of this chapter)