Chapter 2080: Dead woodland
Thick clouds obscure the sky, like a sludge surging slowly, and the dense forest also shows a weird dull tone, and the twisted branches stretch out to the sky in an attempt to get the last ray of sunlight.
Occasionally, a corrupted wind blew past, bringing up bursts of sobbing sounds like weeping. In some areas of the black ground, most of the buried white bones could be seen, and the twisted shadows were hidden in the depths of the dense forest, as if Waiting for the patronage of passers-by.
Standing in front of the forest, King Gulas couldn't help tightening his collar tightly.
He looked up at the weird branches and leaves that resembled weird existence in the forest, and couldn't help sighing.
To be honest, he didn't want to be here at all.
But this time it is necessary.
King Gulas breathed a sigh of relief and moved towards the forest. The broken dead branches made a crisp sound, echoing in the dark and deep, and his figure gradually disappeared into the dense forest.
Click!
Somewhere, the granular ground suddenly shattered, and an arm that had already turned into white withered bones stretched out from it.
Accompanied by the creepy rubbing sound, the human-like skeleton swayed to its feet.
The clothes on his body had already rotted and tattered in the long years, and only a little broken armor remained. He wanted to be a soldier, a knight, etc. in his future life.
The skeleton stood quietly on the spot, and the faint blue soul fire gradually ignited in the hollow eyes.
It moved stiffly, and began to wander aimlessly in this dark jungle with almost no boundaries...
King Gulas heard the weird noise coming from behind and glanced back.
Soon he withdrew his gaze, his steps never stopped, and he didn't react much to such a scene.
In this "dead woodland", the undead is the master of this place, and any living person will be disgusted by the dead.
King Gulas watched his surroundings.
If he encounters a wandering Soul Eater or death knight, it is also quite a tricky thing for him, besides, he is not here to fight.
As for the direct use of teleportation magic... If you don't want to cause all the undead creatures in the entire dead woodland to riot, it is best not to do that. King Gulaas is very experienced in this.
Moreover, in the envelope of such a rich death aura, whether the teleportation magic can work normally or not is another question.
Ten minutes later, Wang Gulaas paused for a while.
In front of him, the black jungle abruptly interrupted, as if conceptually cutting off the conditions for growth, looking into the distance, a rather magnificent and classical castle was located here.
The entire body of the castle also showed the same dull color as the dead woodland, and some strange-looking vines and thorny thorns were firmly entrenched on the outer wall of the castle.
The strange thing is that there are sweet music coming from the direction of the ancient castle, like a sea monster singing sweet songs in the fog of the deep sea, attracting unsuspecting crew members to approach, and then swallowing it,
King Gulas looked at the castle in front of him and walked towards it.
"Human, stop."
The dull words suddenly sounded, and the black fence gate came to "live" at this moment, and the eyes that burned with soul flame stared at Wang Gulaas, exuding a legendary aura.
"I am King Gulaas, come to find your master." Wang Gulaas's expression remained unchanged, and he looked up at the "spirit" in front of him, "We have seen it before."
In the world of Koror, there are many creatures that can only be explained by the magic field. Spirit is one of them. Some objects directly give birth to spiritual wisdom, and some are souls attached to objects.
"The master is playing, if you disturb her, you can only stay here forever." Ling's voice was indifferent, and it didn't seem to have much emotional fluctuations.
"Of course I know." Wang Gulaas nodded, took a small stool from the space storage pocket and sat down, and began to chat, "How long have we not seen each other? It seems that a long time has passed, you see Mushrooms are starting to grow on you. I remember that there seemed to be a lot of vines entwined last time."
"This is the most popular decoration style recently." Ling explained, "Everyone starts to dress themselves up with mushrooms."
"Oh, I see…"
A human and a spirit talked very happily, the distant castle played a wonderful melody, and the gloomy sky was filled with dull thunder, forming a peaceful and weird picture.
After a long time, the music gradually disappeared.
King Gulas stood up, put away the small bench, and opened the fence gate.
"Go in, the master is waiting for you."
The flame eyes of the soul on the door gradually dissipated, and once again became the original ordinary appearance.
King Gulas nodded, and walked towards the castle, as if passing through some invisible barrier, and as if nothing happened.
King Gulas looked back and saw that the death woodland under the gloomy sky was shrouded in black mist like a gauze, but he had never noticed it before, and belonged to a special "undead realm."
Walking through the path paved with bones, several times evaded the attack of the ferocious and sharp-mouthed flowers planted on both sides of the path. In the reddish brown soil under his feet, a lot of scattered debris can be seen faintly. I think it is all left by food. Trace... After a series of setbacks, I finally came to the gate of the castle.
As if sensing the arrival of the guest, the door slowly opened on its own.
Inside the door was a thick black ink, like the gate of **** that swallowed all things, quietly waiting for the prey to come to the door.
There was a faint air current full of chill blowing out of the castle, even if King Gulas also felt biting chills, you must know that he is a legendary powerhouse, but now he is no different from ordinary people, this cold wind can directly affect the spirit!
King Gulas hesitated for a moment, and then slowly walked into the castle.
It's the same sentence just now, he really doesn't want to come here...
As the figure of King Gulas disappeared into the darkness, the gate of the castle also slowly closed, and the dark atmosphere gradually diffused from the surroundings, gathered around the castle, turning into an indestructible barrier, blocking any Visits by outsiders.
His eyes fell completely into darkness, and Wang Gulas's expression did not change at all. Obviously he had expected such a scene long ago-he hadn't been here before.
Following the direction in the memory... well, it was actually the magic crystals glowing dimly lit in the castle, Wang Gulas walked quietly, and the sound of footsteps seemed quite clear in this environment.
In the surrounding darkness, there seemed to be whispers, erratic, unable to judge the distance.
King Gulas ignored him, walking alone in the darkness, and heading in a certain direction. Finally, a crimson door with lights appeared in front of him, and a soft and bright light shone from the cracks in the door.
