Chapter 318 - 316: Shadows of Death
She had visited here once before, and at that time, she had lightly mocked herself.
A place like this, if the Dark Forest launched a surprise attack, would become a massive disaster.
She could imagine that once those evil forces surged from the darkness, this crowded, suffocating city would instantly plunge into endless panic and chaos.
It’s only humans who are foolish enough to gather such intense life in one place.
But now, she found that the disappearance of the Dark Star occurred precisely here.
The sky here remained overcast, yet the usual clamor was absent.
The streets were cold and deserted, and the originally dense crowds had all vanished, with an air of deathly silence pervading the place.
She couldn’t help but frown, because here she sensed neither the breath of humans nor the breath of the Dark Star.
The deathly silence around her intensified the unease in her heart.
At this moment, she suddenly felt the ground begin to roll, and she looked down to discover something amiss beneath her feet.
The once solid ground seemed to come alive instantly, pulsating with a bizarre rhythm.
Many spikes emerged from the ground, wildly attempting to pierce into her body, but they were blocked by her tough skin.
She frowned; these spikes usually were only enough to itch her.
But just now, she felt a prickling pain under her foot.
She lifted her sole to take a look.
She saw several small punctures on the sole of her foot.
These spikes had actually pierced through her sole, attempting to burrow into her body.
Something wasn’t right.
Her frown grew tighter, her vigilance heightened to the utmost.
The Rabbit-man frowned but didn’t exit the dungeon.
Her steadfast gaze revealed a sense of determination as she walked straight inward without hesitation.
The closer she got inside, the more she could hear some faint, thread-like breathing sounds.
Those weak sounds were extraordinarily clear in the silence, as if life was making its final struggle.
The ground still had dried blood that hadn’t been fully absorbed, now continuously soaking into the earth.
Those dark patches of blood were like the marks of demons, exuding a nauseating odor.
With each step, she felt an invisible pressure pressing toward her.
Looking toward the interior of the building, there lay many humans scattered around. The cold wind blowing through broken windows brought a chilling eerie sensation.
Bodies pierced through by spikes, lying on the ground with wide eyes, their bodies rising and falling as they faintly breathed the air.
Their bodies appeared so fragile in the darkness, as if they were dolls cruelly manipulated by fate.
Most of the people around had already lost their lives, lying there as the spikes extracted their life essence, without resistance.
The blood on the ground had dried, solidifying into dark patches, emitting a pungent bloody odor.
The shadow of death enveloped the entire room, bringing an endless sadness.
Through the narrow windows and doors, the people lying inside also saw the huge head peering through the cracks.
The head moved slowly, blocking the last sliver of light from outside.
A hideous visage, a head without skin, resembling a rabbit but looking more like a grotesque rodent due to the lack of fur and skin on the ears.
That terrifying appearance seemed even more sinister in the dim light, as if it were a monster walking out from nightmares.
They looked at the Rabbit-man, their faces filled with deathly stillness. There was no fear of the sudden appearance of a monster on their territory; they simply lay calmly on the ground, feeling the passing of life as they watched the giant monster’s head at the doorway, their mouths curling into a mocking arc.
Their eyes were hollow and empty, full of mockery as they looked at the Rabbit-man.
In the past, seeing such a monster would have undoubtedly thrown them into chaos.
At that time, their hearts would still harbor a primal reaction to the unknown and fear, with panic spreading like a tidal wave, and screams and cries echoing throughout the territory.
But now, they no longer had the strength for fear.
Exhausted in body and mind, their souls seemed drained by endless suffering, leaving only hollow shells.
Death in humans is inevitable, starkly manifested at this moment.
The shadow of death was so heavy, yet it could no longer stir waves in their hearts.
Just now, a figure entirely cloaked in a gown appeared in the territory.
His appearance was like a bolt of lightning in the grey sky, instantly shattering the already fragile peace.
Everyone could see him suddenly appear in the sky, then rush towards the top floor.
As soon as that figure arrived, humans on the outskirts of the dungeon began to die.
Spikes beneath their feet started growing frantically, like thorns organizing everyone’s path.
Those spikes seemed to have a life of their own, crazily rampaging, mercilessly devouring people’s life forces.
From the outskirts to the inner circle, people began to die crazily.
The moment spikes entwined and pierced their bodies, they could feel their life ebbing away.
Being absorbed frantically along the spikes.
At this moment, they understood the significance of Leng Feng gathering countless people in this city.
After only a moment of slight surprise, they accepted reality.
No resistance, no screams, no cries.
Instead, they casually sat on the ground or lay right there, speaking the last words of life with those they knew or strangers around them.
It had been a long time since they had laid so freely on the bed and on the ground.
Since the rampant spikes began, they slept leaning against walls, not daring to let their backs touch the ground.
Everyone feared their bodies would be pierced through when contacting the ground.
Those nights filled with anxiety, those restless slumbers had become the nightmares of their lives.
Sleeping standing up had become the custom and tradition of Leng Feng’s territory.
But this time, they could finally lie down and sleep openly until death.
Looking at the Rabbit-man outside, they said nothing, only turned their faces to continue conversing with those beside them.
Even if the person next to them had already lost the breath of life.
The Rabbit-man continued on towards the dungeon’s interior.
She knew that the reason this dungeon had become like this was certainly due to the Dark Star’s arrival.
The further she walked into the dungeon, the more she noticed that there were almost no subordinates here fighting for the territory.
The people on the outskirts still had a trace of unwillingness in their eyes.
But the people in the inner circle had only calmness in their eyes.
They had anticipated this scene long ago and were calmly accepting death.
At this moment, Dark Star looked at Leng Feng, in front of him, whose aura was rising sharply, a harsh glint flashing in his eyes.
"I thought the life here was left for me by you, but I didn’t expect it was being absorbed by you instead."
"You learned my skills just to use them against me?" he looked at Leng Feng mockingly.
The formation of Leng Feng’s dungeon, its growth path, whether it be the dungeon itself or the skills, had all been influenced by him.
"Yes, who said I couldn’t turn around and devour you?" Leng Feng smiled faintly.