Chapter 237

The originally peaceful shop is now filled with terrifying dangers.

Shao stood upright in the distance. Because he was far away from the oil lamp, his figure was shrouded in shadow, making him appear stiff and blurry.

Her arms maintained a strange posture, surrounded by something in the void, which was not visible to the naked eye. Only the mechanical and malicious wails echoed in the shop, releasing a fatal curse.

As if controlled by some invisible force, she walked forward step by step, and the white dress on her body looked particularly eerie, as if it were some kind of ghost image derived from traditional horror movies.

at the same time.

Another way.

"Tick tock, tick tock."

In the dim shop, the sound of blood dripping echoed clearly in the ears, and it became more and more urgent. In just a few dozen seconds, a small pool of blood appeared on the ground.

The surface of blood splashed and rippled, and the smell of rotten blood became stronger.

A completely different, but equally deadly, death curse is being released from that pool of blood.

Under the double curse, the oil lamp burned fiercely, the flame expanded several times and made a hissing sound, but it was suppressed by the darkness outside and could only barely illuminate a small area inside the counter.

Wu Ya, Acropolis, and Mu Sen stood in the area shrouded in light, staring at that side, and observing the less moving side not far away.

"..."

Under the deathly silence, all three of them looked pale and looked solemn. Under the pressure, a little sweat oozed from their foreheads and the tips of their noses.

Too bad, too bad.

It couldn't get any worse!

"Damn..." Wu Ya gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid, the feared situation has happened."

The two anchors that Jutang took away were all offensive members of the team. Their purpose was to concentrate the elite power of the team to fight quickly and avoid two waves of curse attacks at once.

This is a very correct decision, but it also carries great risks.

This is an extremely dangerous and crazy gamble.

If the bet wins, everything will be fine.

This move is equivalent to retelling the overlapping crises and resolving the single attacks one by one. The dangers he encounters on this floor will be greatly reduced, and the risks will be shared successfully.

However, if the bet fails, the third curse will break out before the second curse is resolved...

At this time, his team members had dispersed, and the only four people left in the store were about to face such a terrifying double attack.

Among the four people, one is the main member who has just been attacked and has not fully recovered yet, the other is a medium who can predict death but has no initiative to activate it, a prophet who has a broken arm and is injured and has evil intentions, and

A streamer from the enemy team who has no knowledge of the depth and strength of the team.

As long as he is not careful, what awaits him is a cruel group destruction.

And without the prophet and support, it may be difficult for the remaining people to survive this dungeon.

"What should I do?" Wei Cheng asked in a low voice, staring at the scene in front of him, not daring to blink more for fear of missing the moment of the crisis.

"It will only take time."

Wu Ya had a pale face and took a deep breath slowly. In just a few seconds, his palms were already covered in cold sweat. "As long as the captain can hold on until he obtains the props in the second painting, one of the curses will disappear.

The pressure here can be reduced by more than half."

"In short, use all your means to delay and save your life!"

Although it was easy to say it, when they thought about the difficulty of implementing it, several people couldn't help but feel their hearts sinking, and gradually developed a lingering feeling of despair.

It was already so difficult for him to deal with a single wave of curses before, but now he is faced with two overlapping waves of curses...

One of the waves came from the dangerous third picture.

Faced with such a desperate situation, can he successfully survive until Jutang returns?

While several people were discussing, blood began to seep from multiple locations on the ceiling, trickling down and forming large or small pools of blood on the ground.

Starting from the first place, each subsequent pool of blood will be closer to the counter than the last one.

"Tick tock, tick tock."

Just a few steps away from the entrance to the counter, the cracks in the ceiling began to gradually become scarlet and wet, and then blood began to drip down. The dripping speed gradually accelerated, but in just a few seconds, a small pool of blood appeared in front of everyone.

in front of my eyes.

Under the dim light, the thick blood was like a mirror, clearly reflecting a small space in the shop.

Wu Ya's pupils shrank.

He could clearly see a pair of feet in the reflection of the pool of blood.

Wearing blood-red embroidered shoes, those feet stood stiffly on the spot, motionless on top of a pool of blood. However, in the real world, there was nothing above the pool of blood.

Wu Yahan's hair stood on end and he said in a low voice:

"Be careful, stay back!"

As he yelled, he pulled the other two people back cautiously, keeping his eyes fixed on the gradually expanding pool of blood.

Although he still doesn't know what form the third wave of curse takes and how it kills people, but no matter what, stay away in time and don't come into contact, and you will never go wrong.

"Tick tock."

When no one noticed, a drop of thick and smelly blood fell from behind him and dripped on the counter.

Just one drop.

The scarlet, semicircular blood beads quietly invaded the area shrouded in the light of the oil lamp.

"Chichi!" The oil lamp burned crazily, and the turbid and putrid smell of corpse oil was released, mixing with the smell of blood, making people almost feel suffocated.

The semicircular surface of the blood droplets acts like a lens under the tension of the liquid.

If someone observes carefully, they can see that the blood-dropped surface reflects a vague figure, which seems to be standing steadily in front of the counter, slowly walking into the counter, with its back to the three people facing this side, stretching out a pale and stiff figure.

of double——

Suddenly, Wei Cheng's pupils suddenly dilated, the hairs on his back stood on end, and a scream broke through his throat:

"Quick! Get down!!"

As he said that, he hurriedly rushed forward. Wu Ya suddenly threw himself to the ground and pressed him under the counter.

"...!!"

Wu Ya was caught off guard and was tackled by Aicheng, and he fell down unprepared.

Soon, he realized that Wei Cheng's talent was to passively sense death, which meant... he had almost died just now.

After realizing this, Wu Ya suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Hey, Acropolis, what did you feel just now?"

Wei Cheng gasped and maintained this posture. He raised his head in shock and walked towards the counter: "I just felt that a pair of people were reflected in a drop of blood... When your back was turned, I caught it.

Your shadow in the drop of blood."

Listening to Wei Cheng's description, Wu Ya felt his scalp numb.

At this moment, the pool of blood only a few steps away from the counter expanded again. The feet wearing embroidered shoes slowly stepped forward, took a step forward, and then stopped again, as if waiting for something.

After all, he is a senior anchor who has experienced many dungeons. After experiencing this frightening attack, Wu Ya also more or less summed up the rules of the third curse.

He composed himself and said slowly:

"So, these blood stains are how the curse in the third painting invades the real world. It can kill people by touching your shadow reflected in the pool of blood."

For the three of them, this is both good news and bad news.

The good news is that this time the curse is no longer invaded through a certain anchor, which means that the three remaining people no longer have the risk of becoming the second walking zombie.

After Wen Jianyan, if another inactive curse diffuser appeared among them, the remaining two people would have no chance of surviving.

And the bad news…

Just as scary.

What he had guessed before was indeed correct. The third wave of curses was the most ferocious among the three paintings. The other two waves only eroded his life and could be blocked by oil lamps. However, this wave of curses could not only directly invade

The counter area was shrouded in oil lamps... and it was actually dead!

As long as the shadow is touched by the being in the pool of blood, he will definitely die.

This is too scary.

It would be okay if only this curse existed. Although the pool of blood was expanding, it would still take some time to completely cover the entire shop. As long as you changed the position in time, you could avoid your shadow appearing in the pool of blood.

but……

The scary thing is that at the same time, there is also the curse of crying babies.

As long as you leave the area around the counter, you will be attacked.

Adding the two together, it's almost an unsolvable dead end.
To be continued...