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177. Check out this person (4000)(2/2)

Some names above the tombstone reveal an extremely simple and mysterious aura, as if they have crossed the eternal years and came to Anle.

Even Anle discovered the names "Xin Qingyi" and "Yiran".

The symbol representing "Xin Qingyi" was drawn from the middle, as if indicating that he had escaped from the silent cemetery.

There are only a handful of names that have been crossed out like this on the entire tombstone.

The remaining names have three colors - black, gray, and white.

For example, "Yiran" is a deep, dead black, which means she had died a long time ago.

This is consistent with the information Anle obtained in the second half of the "Silent Cemetery" of "Travels in the Wasteland".

In addition, Anle also found the name "Uesugi Mitsuji", which is a dull gray.

At the bottom of the tombstone, Anle saw "Sha Miaomiao", "Xiao Mo" and his own name, all of which were milky white.

But the first two are vaguely blurred, as if there is a trend towards gray.

It probably has something to do with their entry here.

All of these are within the expectation of Anle.

The only thing that surprised Anle was that he could not find Xiao Ganxiang's name.

‘This tombstone will grow taller as the name increases.’

‘The names of those who have entered this place will appear at the bottom.’

These are two rules summarized by Anle.

Gan Xiang's name should have appeared near him, but Anle searched again and again but couldn't find it.

Anle thought: ‘Is it the same reason that she has not been punished by the night?’

He also wanted to continue his research, but [The Echo Shadow] could no longer be maintained and could only withdraw his consciousness back to reality.

The sky is dimming.

Night is coming soon.

Anle premonition that there may be unusual changes this night.

*******

As the night swallowed the heaven and earth, Anle once again fell into the wonderful situation of losing all senses.

I was still not used to it at first.

But soon, when the dead energy washed away the body, Anle seemed to be soaking in a hot spring, warm all over.

Anle was surprised to find that the efficiency of [Dead Qi's Lung] absorbing dead Qi seemed to be a little higher than yesterday.

But in contrast, Anle began to feel a little chill.

This is a transformation of the body by "death energy", but he doesn't feel uncomfortable about it, but instead... it's quite comfortable?

[Absorbing too much power of death will inevitably change the body to the "death" characteristics.]

【But this may not be a bad thing.】

[All the gifts of fate are secretly bidding the price.]

[People with the "lungs of death" will also sink into the boundless death energy and become a part of it, right?]

A piece of knowledge surged through Anle's mind.

He was not panicked at all, as if after mastering the power of the shadow, he loved the shadow and liked to hide in the corner.

Although there are some disadvantages, compared with its returns, it is not worth mentioning.

This is like for capitalists, when the returns are sufficient, it doesn’t matter how much risk they take.

Wandering in this darkness, happiness is like a fetus in amniotic fluid, warm and beautiful.

However, this beauty was soon broken by the emergence of some existence.

In a dark night where nothing can be perceived, it is hard to describe their shape.

Perhaps, they have no shape?

This is different from the things and illusions that Anle previously perceived. They have no entity or form.

To be honest, it is "darkness in the darkness".

They float like shadows on the cemetery at night.

When Anle discovered one of them, more and more "darkness" emerged from it.

That feeling is like lifting the cave of an ant and cutting the bee's honeycomb. The densely packed crowded and the patterns that are mixed together, just imagine it will make your scalp numb.

What's more, what emerges in this dark night is countless times more terrifying than bees, ants, and other beings.

Anle thought: ‘They are staring at me?’

Countless "gazes" fell on Anle like iron filings attracted by magnets.

So much so that Anle's hair stood up and her skin had goose bumps.

Silent, silent, black fear flows quietly here.

*******

If you are a normal person, under this kind of gaze, you will not only be frightened and have mental breakdowns or mental disorders, but at least you will also be trembling and dare not move easily.

But Anle only took action after a brief surprise.

‘I want to see, what are you? How dare you look at me like this?’

‘I dare not even have the murals in my church!’

Although, in this darkness, almost no sense exists, and even its own sense of existence is extremely thin.

But because of the existence of [Dead Qi Lung], Anle gradually adapted to the environment here, and then he realized that he was still in a quiet cemetery, and his geographical location did not change before nightfall.

In other words, he can act in this dark night but he just cannot judge his position.

Anle takes the closest sight as his goal and takes a tentative step.

Because of the influence of the night, he couldn't see what was under his feet. Everything was completely unknown, just like... taking a step towards the abyss?

People with poor psychological quality will be overwhelmed by the panic in their hearts at this point.

But under Anle's powerful memory, he recreated the scene of the day in his mind.

In addition, it has extremely exquisite control over the body and controls the distance of the pace to determine the position.

As Anle expected, the distance between him and the source of his sight was one step closer.

And with the first step, the rest is much simpler.

Not long.

Happy comes to the face of "it".

What surprised Anle was that during his actions, these "shadows" that appeared from nowhere did not react at all, just stood there blankly, without moving.

Only that "gaze" never disappeared for a moment.

Anle guessed: ‘Do you don’t care, or…’

He stretched out his hand forward.

In perception, this should be where the "shadow" is.

However, Anle encountered nothing.

It's like there's nothing there.

Anle frowned: ‘Is it because the touch is deprived?’

He tried to call different forces, shadows, blood, dragons... and even stretched out his tentacles.

But without exception, he could not feel any real feeling of "touching" and could not cause harm to it.

And the other party did not fight back.

Only that "gaze" is still cold.

Anle is deeply curious: What exactly are they?
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