blogombal Chapter 23 The Door That Cannot Be Opened from This Side
Chapter 23 The Door That Cannot Be Opened from This Side
Inside a spacious hall of the underground palace castle.
A group of stitched-up corpses are attacking one of their own kind.
No, it should be described as a "monster" that looks like a stitched-together corpse.
"call out--"
Several pale white, sharp bone spikes shot out of the air, trailing sharp whistles.
The three writhing, stitched-together corpses had just flashed a fierce light in their single, crimson eyes, preparing to unleash the [Terror] mental shock, when inverted cone-shaped bone spikes spun and pierced their bodies, their enormous heads exploding one after another like ripe watermelons.
The bloated purple body collapsed to the ground, spraying acid in all directions and creating several charred craters that emitted white smoke.
The melee continues.
A dozen or so gray-white, faceless, violently stitched-together zombies, utterly disregarding the lives of their companions, charged towards the "monster" in the center of the hall, stomping through the acid pit and swinging their heavy fists covered in bone spurs.
The "monster" surrounded was not afraid at all. The eight folding spider spears on its back suddenly unfolded, and the spear tips tore through the air with a sound like tearing silk.
Any violent, stitched-together corpse that tried to get within three meters of this "monster" didn't even have a chance to throw a punch before being cleanly and decisively sliced into several pieces by these sharp spider spears that flew up and down.
The spider spears slashed and pierced relentlessly, creating a shrinking death zone around it.
Several violent, stitched-together corpses tried to approach from behind, but were pierced through the core of the heat source in their chests by spider spears thrusting in the opposite direction, and convulsed as they collapsed onto the pile of corpses.
The fighting has not yet stopped.
Two skeletons with spiky skeletal appendages hid behind stone pillars in the distance of the hall, as dense spiky spikes shot towards them in bursts.
Dense white spikes rained down like raindrops, and a deep, throbbing heartbeat emanated from within the "monster," causing its speed to suddenly increase by an order of magnitude. It nimbly swerved left and right amidst this rain of bone spikes.
Occasionally, a few bone spurs would pierce through flesh and blood, but after hitting the "monster's" dark golden bones, they would only leave shallow white marks on the bone surface, then make a crisp metallic clang before being bounced aside.
The "monster" moved in an extremely bizarre way. Its eight spider spears were stuck into the stone bricks of the ceiling, and its entire body was suspended in the dome, moving like an upside-down humanoid spider. Within a few seconds, it hovered above the heads of the two skeletal stitched corpses like a ghost.
The two-meter-tall body swooped down with a strong gust of wind, its five fingers spread wide and gripped the shoulder of a skeletal corpse stitched together, while its other hand grabbed the skull of the opposite one and yanked it together, the two heads colliding with a dull thud and the sound of shattering.
Dark red blood gushed from the stitched-up corpse's torn neck. The "monster" released its grip, letting the severed limbs fall to the ground.
In no time, only pieces of corpses and scorched acid remained in the hall.
The hall reeked of blood, with purplish-red pus and dark red blood pooling in shallow puddles on the floor.
The "monster" stepped over the grayish-white corpses scattered on the ground, leaving blood-stained footprints with every step in the hall.
It casually bent down and picked up a piece of the still convulsing, stitched-up corpse arm, placing the piece of flesh in front of the spine on the chest.
The moment the severed limb touched his chest, it disintegrated into purplish-black specks of light, which were then completely absorbed by him.
Piece by piece, wherever it passed, whether it was the bloated purple remains of the crawling stitched corpse, the robust gray-white severed limbs of the violent stitched corpse, or the blood-stained dark red fragments of the spiny bone stitched corpse... all of them turned into purple-black particles and merged into its body.
After the last piece of flesh dissipated, the monster walked towards the hall exit without looking back, leaving eight bloody trails behind it with its eight spider spears.
In the dim candlelight of the underground palace corridor, the body of a bizarre and terrifying monster was outlined.
It was over two meters tall, with its dark gold skeleton exposed without any skin covering it, and each rib gleaming with a thick metallic luster.
Eight sharp spider spears extended from between the ribs on his back, now folded and folded together, close to the contours of his back.
A helmet-like skeletal head was pinned to the neck, with a single, scarlet vertical pupil embedded in its eye socket, radiating a fierce glint.
This monster is none other than Luo Lan.
[Chaos Essence +544]
[Current Chaotic Essence: 777]
Luo Lan had acquired another large quantity of Chaos Origin Essence, but he felt somewhat bored.
[Why is this floor also full of stitched-up corpses? Will the remaining floors be like this too?]
Earlier, after breaking through the underground palace where he was "born," Luo Lan discovered the existence of a "staircase" behind another intact iron door.
A wide, damp, circular stone staircase connects the different levels of the underground palace. Each level is locked with the same heavy, rusty iron gate.
Luo Lan curiously went up to the first floor, cleaved open the iron door with a spider spear, and was immediately surrounded by a group of stitched-up corpses in the hall, which led to the one-sided massacre just now.
But after clearing out a new group of stitched corpses, Luo Lan discovered that the structure of this floor was almost identical to the place where he had initially been, and even the monster configuration was exactly the same.
Unable to obtain any new useful monster parts, Luo Lan's interest waned, so he returned to the wide stone steps and continued exploring upwards.
Having dealt with two waves of zombie attacks in a short period of time, Luo Lan was exhausted and didn't want to fight the stitched-together zombies anymore.
So, every time Luo Lan climbed to a new floor, she would turn on her thermal vision and quickly scan the scene behind the heavy iron door.
As soon as Luo Lan saw the outline of the reddish-purple stitched corpse heat source, he would simply skip it and continue upwards.
At the end of the stone steps, a large gate appeared, completely different from the rusty iron gate that had been there before.
A huge, ancient, bluish-gray stone gate stood before Luo Lan.
The door panel was covered with intricate runes, and purple light flowed from the rune marks, whether it was arcane or magical, it was hard to tell.
Luo Lan stood before the runic gate. He stretched out his right hand, covered with fine bone spurs, and carefully touched the faintly glowing purple rune on the gate.
The moment the fingertip touched the rune, a burst of purple light erupted, and a burning pain came from the tip of the finger.
Luo Lan hurriedly pulled her hand back and looked down. The tip of one of her fingers had been burned to charcoal, and a wisp of smoke was rising from the carbonized fingertip.
Luo Lan cautiously took a few steps back, creating a safe distance.
He clasped his fingers together, raised his right hand towards the door, and a bone spike condensed in his palm, spinning as it shot out.
But the moment the bone spike struck the rune's light, it shattered silently into powder, scattering white dust all over the ground.
The [Bone Spike Burst], capable of easily shattering stone walls, didn't even scratch the rune defenses when it touched the door!
Silently withdrawing his hand, Luo Lan abandoned the idea of trying to forcefully split open the door with the [External Eight Spider Lances].
Spider spears are non-renewable; if you accidentally break one, you'll lose both your wife and your army.
[Is the door impossible to open from this side?]
[Or maybe I haven't found the right method...]
Having reached a dead end by climbing the stone steps, Luo Lan decided to try a different route.
Luo Lan carefully counted and looked down the circular stone steps. Below the underground palace where she was "born," there were two more levels of space.
If we consider the initial underground palace as the third level, then the level where the corpse horde was just slaughtered and stitched together is the fourth level, and the level behind this runic gate is the seventh level.
Below, there are several more unknown areas.
So, Luo Lan retraced his steps, returned to the circular stone steps leading down, and abandoned his attempt to forcefully attack the rune gate.