Super God Gene

The night breeze looked weird, and he brought back an image.

When that image was shown, Hanson knew why the night breeze looked so weird.

The image was initially a stone road and should have been mined.

Hanson doesn't know exactly how they chose the mining site, but obviously it's not just a random dig, it's a selective dig.

Before the Hells, there was a huge range of mining sites, Mrs. Mirror, and after they arrived, they narrowed it down, and now there are three sites at the same time, which should be the one in the middle.

As the image progressed through the complex stone path, the stone path in front suddenly widened to form a larger space, and Hanson finally saw what Lady Mirror called a stone statue.

It's a dozen meters of stone, not much tall among the statues Hanson has seen, all dark as ink, just like the rocks around him.

The stone was sitting on a disc knee, with the arms crossed together in front of it, forming the shape of an X. One eye, as Lady Mirror said, had two pupils each, and was also the color of a scarlet.

Behind the stone statue, many arms and palms are arranged, forming a huge torch shape, each with an eye for a scarlet eye.

The whole statue gave people a strange feeling, as if they were staring at it with countless strange eyes. Just looking at the stone statue via video gave people a creepy feeling and gave them goose bumps all over.

The image didn't stay in the statue long enough to continue pushing in, and then Hanson saw something even more frightening.

The stone path in front is relatively flat, but from the stone statue to the stone road in the rear, it can no longer be called stone path, more like a cave caught by people with hard hands or claws.

In the excavated stone * *, many claws or finger marks can be seen, and many places are covered in blood.

Images continue to advance, with more and more blood, staining the original black stone cave, mostly with blood, making the scalp look numb.

“That cave wasn't dug out by hand, was it?” Hanson couldn't help but ask.

Those workers are also at least Marquis level. Although they are workers, they are also characters in the small clan. There will be no great treasures, but the average treasure soldier's blade will have some. Even if not, the Imperial Clan also provides treasure tools, and there is no need for them to dig with their hands.

But the marks on the stone hole were clearly dug out with claws and hands, and it didn't look like a tool.

The Mirror Lady and the Night Wind stared at the image in a strange way, and no one answered Hanson's question.

But without their answers, Hanson already knew the answer, and the video went a little further, and he saw a Marquis of the Minotaur clan die in a cave, and his hands were still picked on top of the cave, but the fingers of those hands had all been grinded down, leaving bare palms, five blood holes above each hand.

When Hanson saw this scene, a picture emerged in his head. The bull man tried so hard to dig the stone with his hands, he was torn by the stone, but he didn't stop thinking at all, he was still digging wildly, and finally all ten fingers were flattened, bleeding out, exhausting his energy and dying.

The video didn't stop because of Hanson's imagination, but it was still moving forward, and then Hanson saw more and more bodies appearing on both sides of the stone cave.

They all held a position, their bodies plunged forward, their hands stripped flat against the stone walls, some even their palms worn off and their little arms grinded apart.

Until they died, they kept digging, they still had a fanatical state on their faces, and they seemed excited to die, but in that fanaticism, they seemed to have a deep fear, a deep fear of bone marrow.

Hanson couldn't describe the look on his face, he just felt cold and sweaty on his back.

All the dead workers had their eyes open, and they could see their eyes turned into scarlet eyes.

This stone path, which can no longer be called a stone path, is more like a graveyard dug out of blood. So many marquises and dukes, one by one, are killed in the stone path, the more tragic the more they die.

Until the last video, there was a stone door, which, as the night wind said, was like a gate to an ancient city pool, divided into two, all-over magenta, and the color was like condensed blood, and there were many semi-circular nails on it.

Doors are more than a dozen feet tall because only the part of the door was dug out, and the rest is still rocky and you can't see what's on the door.

But the tragedy in front of the door made Hanson feel cold again.

Many workers were like a demon trying to climb out of hell, squeezing in front of that door, holding the stone door with his palms stretched out, his nails and fingers were cut off, and the blood stained the entire door on his hands, but he was unable to dig it open.

All the workers who persisted here died in front of the gate, the blood tangled with the body, and the stone gate was like a gateway to hell crowded with evil spirits.

The face of the night breeze was a bit ugly and said: “All dead, none of them alive, they were like mad, they were digging hard... they were hard, they were hard to dig with tools, they grabbed with their fingers, their fingers quickly polished blood, but when those blood stained on the stones, they seemed to soften up, they dug them up with their hands, and then they dug while they bled, they dug until they bled to death...”

The noise of the night breeze is a little trembling, even if it is common for the god of life and death to strengthen the strong, to see such images, it is a little chilly.

“This place is so evil!” Hansen felt bad about it and had the urge to run away with the baby immediately.

Although there are little redbirds beside them, this place is really evil. Even God-fearing people like Lady Mirror have been recruited. Little redbirds may not be spared.

“Run, must run, this damn place can't stay.” Hanson was harsh and had to leave this shithole anyway, even if Lady Mirror wanted to stop him.

“Your eyes!” Lady Mirror looked at Hanson and suddenly screamed, with a hint of horror in her eyes.

“What happened to my eyes?” Hansen's heart snapped, and the secret was bad.

With little hesitation, Hanson waved directly into a mirror and looked at himself in the mirror.

Between now and then, Hanson felt only the fear of deep bones attacking his body. His black eyes turned to the color of scarlet, and they were gradually splitting. The original circular pupils had turned into gourds, and they were still slowly splitting, almost splitting into two parts.