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Chapter 649 The empty and boring dark mind(2/2)

Bologg swung his sword to split the iron lock and kicked open the rickety door. The dust rushed into his face, making Bologg choke and cough repeatedly.

"I think so too."

Palmer nodded in agreement. There are not many ordinary people with such a fierce appearance as Irwin these days. If he can leave here alive, Palmer will definitely invite Irwin to Fengyuan Highlands and introduce him to Woxilin.

"There really is a dungeon here."

Aimu poked his head out furtively, and entered the dark passage. Cages were lined up on both sides. You could see many stains inside the cages, as well as hanging iron chains and various instruments of torture.

Bologg could imagine Irwin torturing demons and getting information about the extraordinary world from their mouths. The execution ability of this great writer was beyond imagination. Thinking of Irwin's original motivation, Bologg couldn't help but feel the absurdity of reality.

After passing through the dungeon and pushing open another heavy door, Boluogo and others came to a workshop. The walls were covered with cut-out newspapers, and railway operation charts were hung one after another.

The stations are marked with signs of different colors.

A pile of notebooks was piled aside. I looked through them briefly. They were full of analyzes of the extraordinary world. It seemed that this was the second workshop that Irwin mentioned. He spent a lot of time here.

to find that alluring knowledge.

Weapons piled up in the corner could also be seen, covered with a thick layer of dirt and exuding a disgusting smell of blood. Bologger guessed that Irwin must have used this thing to smash the heads of many demons.

"Everyone is ready, open this door and we will truly step into the Daisy Castle."

Boluogo took a deep breath, clenched the grip in his hand, and used all his strength to push open the last door.

Behind the door is a silent and dark corridor, covered with dust everywhere, and cobwebs are layered in the corners. Irwin mentioned these in the book. Although this lonely guy lives in this huge castle,

But the place where he lived only had the big library, and the other areas seemed abandoned.

You can see that vines have grown along the gaps between the bricks and stones, and the entire castle has gradually become unrecognizable due to the distortion of the story.

Boluogo thought he would be attacked as soon as he entered the castle, but in fact it was unexpectedly calm here. But then there were waves of sinister wind rushing through the corridors, and there was a ghostly howling sound.

Accompanying it is the sound of pages clattering.

Pieces of white paper were dancing wildly in the wind. Boluogo reached out and grabbed one of them. Shocking words were written on the page.

"I did it. I inspired the human part of Asmodeus' identity card and successfully angered her. Asmodeus wanted to kill me. In this way, with my death, this narrative

The layers will also collapse, thus preventing this disaster, right?

Ah...the torture from Asmodeus is coming, and the shock to the soul will radiate to everyone.

Hope you can survive."

Boluogo had no time to think about the information expressed by the words on the page. A strong shock came from the bricks and stones, as if a furious beast was destroying the castle.

Everyone's heartbeats fluctuated with the trembling frequency. The dust and the strong wind obscured Boluogo's vision. He heard the screams of Palmer and Aimu. He was about to turn around to help a few people, but turned around and waited.

But Boluogo's world is completely different.

The gloomy old castle was no longer replaced by dry and cracked scorched earth. With a loud bugle, soldiers covered in cysts and twisted limbs rushed out from the trenches, raised their bayonets and charged towards Boluogo.

The tip of his nose was filled with the smell of sulfur, blood and death.

Asmod's torture has come, and Bologg was dragged back to the battlefield again. After a brief period of confusion, Bologg raised his dark resentment bite, roared, and cut off the first victim of this long torture.

A head.
Chapter completed!
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