Anle turned her head and looked in the direction where the sound came.

Within the sight, I could not see any figure. There were only a few tombstones not far away, staring at him silently.

The illusory voice echoed: "Haha... this newcomer seems to have not figured out the situation yet."

"Pretending to be a ghost?"

Anle's pupils have distinct black and white colors, as if there are living creatures wandering in it.

This is the sign of the activation of [Yin and Yang Ghost Eyes].

If this gift is not disguised, it will spontaneously overflow with an indescribable aura, which is gloomy and cold.

Normal living creatures will feel uncomfortable with this.

When looking at him, you will even feel like your soul is sucked away.

Moreover, the fluctuations of coldness will attract some attention from existence.

【When you see them, they... also see you!】

Therefore, in normal times, Anle often needs to restrain the abnormalities in the eyes and avoid seeing existences that should not be seen.

And at this moment, the moment the ghost eyes activate.

Anle saw that the world became dark.

This change in light is by no means caused by the weather, but because...

Countless obscure phantoms are wandering aimlessly, silently by the side of Anle.

The low whispers and unknown chants sounded along with their appearance, and they were smoothly penetrated into the ears of Happy.

Some phantoms look like human figures, while others are unable to distinguish their images, both like four-legged monsters and twisted trees.

Not only the ground, but also the existence of phantoms can be seen in the air where there is no support.

They are so dark and ancient, as if they come from the age when the stars were not born.

As long as a mortal sees the phantom, he will feel the chill from his bloodline, as if his soul is frozen.

‘Are these… all ghosts?’

Anle was slightly shocked: ‘Or, the undead?’

‘How many people died here?’

But think about it, "Travels in the Wasteland" was written in 203 of the New Calendar, and this year is the 293 of the New Calendar.

This period of time alone has lasted for nearly a hundred years.

Not to mention, this cemetery has existed probably in a longer period.

Compared to this, Anle did not forget his original goal.

Under the guidance of the vague black and white energy, Anle was able to see the source of the abnormal sound, which came from-

underground!

More precisely, under a tombstone?

Anle walked straight to the tombstone.

The owner of the voice had never expected such a change to happen, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised: "Can you... actually find me?"

"No, your eyes..."

"Shut it, close it!"

Suddenly, the voice became surprised and terrified.

A bunch of soil suddenly bulged up in the tomb.

A strong man jumped out of it and hurriedly reached out his hand to cover Anle's eyes.

In fact, before the strong man gave a message to remind him, Anle sensed the pain like a needle in his mind, which was a sign of danger coming.

He closed his eyes.

But you can still feel that there is an extreme danger that is approaching.

Or... cast its gaze?

‘In heaven?’

For a moment, an indescribable aura came beside Anle.

It is like the evil walking in the world, the madness that transcends all things.

Most people will feel extremely strong fear of such an existence as long as they imagine it.

The strong man jumped out of the grave, closed his eyes tightly and lay on the ground, like an ostrich, and did not dare to move.

He has seen this situation so crazy because he has seen it so many times that he does not want to be the next one.

However, after the initial surprise, Anle showed a kind of contempt and anger that came from nowhere.

This line of sight seemed to be scanning Anle, looking for the unusual things just now.

Anle thought: ‘It’s up to you?’

He opened his eyes again and looked up at the sky.

grey.

The entire sky is gray, showing an indescribable texture.

It dispersed like fog, and it also seemed like...the clear and clear as glass.

These should have been two completely different characteristics, but they are so harmoniously combined at this moment.

Anle realized that this sky was a whole.

In other words, the sky here is a dead soul.

With its mysterious and ancient power, it created such a secret place, trapping countless undead spirits here, and during this period, unlucky guys like Anle mistakenly entered it.

However, in the long years of the undead, I have never encountered such a situation-

When he cast his gaze, a small human being did not shrink, tremble, hide or scream like his kind, and fell into a state of madness, but looked at it calmly and indifferently.

Even... it seems to have a mocking smile?

The undead was surprised.

The degree of surprise was as if a child was pouring a nest of ants with a pot of boiling water, he saw an ant not only not scalded to death by boiling water, nor did he escape in scattering, but stared at himself silently.

Some are absurd and some are ridiculous.

The undead continued to stare at each other.

In its impression, just do this, humans will gradually be unable to withstand the invasion of breath and thus collapse.

But this time, it seems a little different?

Even though the deep, nightmarish gaze is intensifying, the strong man beside Anle can no longer speak, and his healthy mind is quickly polluted.

But his happy expression seemed to be unaffected.

Instead, the smile on his lips became more obvious.

【Defiled and wise 3!】

【Defiled and wise 5!】

【Defiled and wise 2!】

【…】

The prompts that flash from time to time make it difficult for Anle not to smile.

However, it also proves from the side that the origin of this undead is extraordinary.

At least in the peaceful experience, there are only a handful of guys who can bring such a strong sense of oppression to him.

I don't know how long it has passed.

The silence that seemed to be stagnant in this period of time finally returned to normal.

It may be that the undead is no longer interested in happiness, or it may be that it has something else to do, and it gradually takes its sight away.

The air began to flow again.

“Huha…hu…”

The unknown strong man was gasping heavily, covered in cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"Okay, very dangerous."

For him, what he had just experienced was completely a journey at the gate of hell.

‘That newbie is probably already cold, right?’

Uesugi Mitsushi thought, but he didn't feel much emotion.
To be continued...