Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

As soon as he stepped into the fireplace, Su Shen felt like something was pulling his body.

It was a very strange feeling, as if his body had flattened, looking around from a unique perspective, and the whole world had become weird and smooth.

Good thing it felt like a moment, the next moment he realized he was already in a dark room.

The whole room was covered in gray and there was no light. But it finally distinguishes the surrounding things, such as a square room with a bed not far away, a table next to the bed, a carpet under the table, and a lamp on it.

But whether it's a bed, a table, a carpet or a lamp, it's all gray.

The whole room looked like ink paintings, only they were colored.

Yes, Su Sin still has their own color on them, which makes them the only bright color in this dark space.

“Is this the shadow space?” A guard is curious.

“To be precise, it is the projection space of the real world, where all the projections of non-living matter appear, hence also the spirit of the dead.” The Whitefeathers.

“The Spirit of Death? What about the living spirit?” Someone asked.

“That's the dream space, fool. ”

Everyone laughed low together.

“Don't you think this place looks familiar?” Someone said.

“Seems like a glorious room, I know his underwear. ”

The crowd laughed again.

The young guards were blushing and rushing to the front of the bed to pack their projection underwear.

Su Shen stopped him: “Don't touch anything easily. ”

“It's just a pair of underwear.” Xu Guang said.

He didn't put Su Shen's words on his heart and grabbed them in his underwear.

At that moment, the pants jumped up suddenly and the hollow part turned into a big mouth, biting against Xu Guang.

“Ah!” Xu Guang shouted tearing his heart out.

The pants were bitten hard and fierce, and just one bite bit off his hand.

Everyone at the same time, a wave of rally came out.

The underwear jumped up and screamed in shock: "No! ”

And then it was crushed to pieces.

They swim in the air and look like a shadow, quickly disappearing.

“What the hell is this?” The Balearic is appalling.

“As you can see, the Spirit of Death!” The white feathers stressed: “It is said that it is the spirit of the dead, nature is spiritual. Here, everything can't be applied to real-world experience, and you have to be very careful, because you don't know what's suddenly coming back to life and give it to you. ”

He walked over and looked at Xu Guang: “Are you okay? ”

Xu Guangguan's head was full of sweat: “I'm fine. ”

“Don't be reckless next time.” White feathers push Caleb: “Let the Sha come forward. ”

Everyone pushed the Sha clans out of the room.

As a projection of the real world, they are still in the ancient castle of Silena, but the whole castle is dark and dusty, it looks like an old house that has been unquestioned for many years. If you add some strange laughter, and the shadow of what you don't know in the air, it's a complete haunted house.

There are no ghosts in the castle, but there are many strange things.

Just walked out of the room and saw a broom roaming the hallway. The broom had two hands and a one-eyed handle. Seeing the crowd, he was obviously frightened and screamed: "Oh, my God! ”

Then he turned around and ran away, picking up a cloud of smoke.

The dust floated in the air, and instead of landing, it formed a human face, looked at the visitor, and then swept into a smoke arrow and drilled into a corner.

There are still some paintings hanging on the wall, and the people in the painting came alive at this moment, making a noisy noise together in the painting:

“Look! Here comes man.”

“What's so strange about this? Aren't we human too? ”

“Bullshit, you and I are not human beings. We're just painting! ”

“But we're the people in the picture, so we're the people. ”

“No, no, the painter is not human. ”

“Exactly!”

“No!”

“Exactly!”

“No!”

The quarrel became intense, and the people in the two drawings suddenly burst out of the painting at the same time, beating each other up.

Not far away, in another painting, the old man who smokes sighs: “Hey, two fighting guys. ”

“It's not their fault.” The pair next to her, "replied Mrs. Bisber," Who told Coker to steal his family business? ”

Most of the oil paintings hanging here are from the former owners of the castle, and some of these conversions of property rights are not so bright. So the people in the paintings that hang on the walls have their own resentments.

Su Shen, who had been guests at the ancient castle of Silena for some time, knew some of the stories behind the portraits of those castles.

But they never thought that the stories behind them would show up in a different way in this projected world, opening their eyes.

In both paintings, people are still fighting, while others are watching each other, without showing any appetite for attack on incoming strangers.

The old man who smoked even offered to say, "Welcome, guests from the real world. ”

“Welcome? I thought you'd expel us.” The Whitefeathers.

“Why expulsion?” The old man was surprised: “We get tired of staying in this silent world every day. I've always wanted something fresh to make us feel. But besides projection, projection, there will never be anything new. We finally have a guest. Why don't we welcome him? ”

“But not all beings here seem to think the way you do. Look, just now, a pair of underpants bit off my friend's hand.” Su Shen Dao.

“Ah, you mean the new guy.” The old man understood.

He nodded and popped out a pair of underpants.

It's the underwear that bit off Xu bare hands.

Wasn't it killed? What brings you back? Everyone was stunned.

“Don't be surprised! Don't be surprised!” The old man laughed: “Don't forget that this is a projection of the real world, everything here is a projection of the real world, so as long as things exist in the real world...”

“The projection will not die.” Su Shen interface.

“Exactly!” The old man laughed.

“So all we have to do is go back to the real world and burn his underwear, and this guy's really gonna die, right?” Su Shen said.

The old man's smile was frozen and his crazy underwear was silly.

It shouted, "No, you can't do that! ”

“You attacked me first!” Xu Guang angrily said: “I'll burn you to ashes when I get back! ”

“Do it, do it, I'd rather turn grey than make your underwear again!” The panties roared angrily and madly: "You always used me to do those disgusting things. Whenever you fantasize about your mistress, you shoot that disgusting thing out, and you never wipe it clean, you always paint it on me. I've had enough. I've had enough! ”