endless force

Chapter 135 Human Heads and Bats

Returning to the entrance of the passage again, Mo Fan found that the heads on the ground had returned to their original shape, and his eyes were tightly closed again, as if nothing happened just now.

Through the test just now, we learned that these heads will wake up and attack as long as they hear a slightly louder sound.

From the fact that the white horse boy didn't make a sound just now, and he was still affected by the fish in the pond, it can be seen that the heads on the ground don't need to judge the target position based on the sound. They should automatically attack the nearest target as long as they are awakened.

Next, it is necessary to judge whether these heads will be awakened by other methods. Mo Fan blinked, immediately stepped out of the passageway, walked softly and slowly to the nearest head and shook his hand.

However, the heads showed no signs of being awakened. It seemed that if humans passed by them, they would not awaken these heads.

The white horse brother at the opposite passage saw this scene, and while sighing Mo Fan's boldness, he just watched quietly.In fact, if he shouted twice now, it could make the other party very embarrassed, or even be killed directly.

But this is a team dungeon, and the other party is obviously a player like him, that is, they belong to the same camp. Although the other party's reckless behavior just made him a little embarrassed and even injured a little bit, he is not going to frame the other party because of this.

Not long after, Mo Fan had come to the wall on the left, and with a random jump, he easily jumped into the passageway that was nearly three meters above the ground.

When Brother Baima saw this scene, he originally planned to enter the passage on the other side, but after thinking about it, he felt that there would be a good support for the two of them together.

In addition, he encountered several supernatural events when he was alone before, which really left him with a psychological shadow. He had never encountered such a terrifying copy.

So in the end, he decided to be a bit more cowardly, and tiptoed towards the entrance where Mo Fan was. Fortunately, there was no accident on the way, and he entered the entrance smoothly.

"Hello." After the little brother Baima came up, he greeted Mo Fan carelessly.

"Yeah." Mo Fan nodded, "Your game nickname is quite interesting, is your real name Sanzang?"

"No, why do you ask that?" Brother Baima looked puzzled.In his opinion, there is nothing wrong with the nickname of me riding a white horse, and the meaning of his nickname is also very clear, that is, he is the prince charming who rides a white horse.

"Isn't Tang Sanzang riding the white horse?" Mo Fan asked back.

"Hehe." Brother Baima laughed dryly, obviously feeling a little speechless at the other party's cold joke, "You are so humorous!"

"I think so too." Mo Fan said casually, then turned around and walked along the passage behind him.

This is also a long and narrow passage similar to a corridor. There are oil lamps at intervals on the walls on both sides. Although it is dim, you can barely see things. It seems that the entire dungeon has this style, which inevitably makes people feel a little depressing.

Mo Fan's cold humor can perfectly interrupt all topics every time, making the atmosphere quite awkward. The white horse brother didn't know how to start a conversation for a while, so he could only quietly follow behind the other party.

Now two people are much better than him alone. After all, this dungeon is too eerie. It is always good for more people to be brave. Although the other party seems to be a guy who doesn't know how to speak, it doesn't matter.

Going straight along the passage for about 400 meters, you can see the end of the passage from a distance, blocked by a wall, and it seems that you can't move forward.

"There is no way ahead." Brother Baima saw that Mo Fan was still moving forward, and couldn't help reminding.

Mo Fan didn't speak, just pointed to the bottom of the wall at the end of the passage.

It turned out that in the short section at the end of the passage, there were no oil lamps on the walls on both sides, making that area darker than other places.

Therefore, the little brother Baima only saw the cold wall. Now that he looked carefully, he suddenly found that there seemed to be a figure kneeling in the dark shadow under the wall!

After seeing this scene clearly, Brother Baima couldn't help swallowing, he really hated this dungeon, it was used to frighten the players sincerely, even those who didn't have a heart attack would have a heart attack.

When he saw that Mo Fan was still walking towards the shadow area without any scruples, he gritted his teeth and chose to keep up, and at the same time kept muttering: "Be careful, maybe it's a zombie. If caught, it will be miserable."

Mo Fan turned a deaf ear, picked up an oil lamp next to him, walked to the shadow area, and brought a glimmer of light to this dark area.

Finally, I could clearly see the appearance of the figure who was kneeling on the ground. Since he was kneeling facing the wall, he could only see his back.

With big arms and round waist, he looks like a man, and looks ordinary, but only the big bald head that is shining is very eye-catching.

The "man" didn't seem to feel the approach of the two of them, and still knelt and bowed his head facing the wall, like a... pious believer!

Brother Baima couldn't stand the weird and terrifying atmosphere, and he was sure from the bottom of his heart that the one in front of him must be a monster, so he decided to act first, and instantly had a nunchuck in his hand.

A menacing stick was swept out and hit the man's bald head. With a "boom", the big bald head was sent flying, hit the wall beside it, and fell to the ground.

"How could it be so easy?" Brother Baima was wondering.

I saw the big bald hair that fell to the ground making a "click" sound, followed by the scalp shattering like an eggshell, and a bat that was not as big as the head came out of it.

Before Brother Baima could react, the bat turned into a black shadow and flew over his face, its two wide wings wrapped around his head like two big hands.

"Help me, help me, help me quickly!" Faced with such a situation, the nunchuck in his hand was useless, and he could only pull it with his bare hands.

But the bat seemed to be stuck to his name, and it couldn't be pulled off. There was darkness in front of his eyes, and the feeling of being bitten was constantly coming from his face.

This feeling almost broke his psychological defense. He staggered, tore the bat on his face, and desperately called for help from Mo Fan.

"Don't move!" Mo Fan also wanted to help the opponent get rid of the bat, but the opponent kept scurrying around, making it difficult for him to do so for a while.

"Help me, save me!" Brother Baima's heart was about to collapse now, and he couldn't care less about Mo Fan's yelling.Especially after feeling as if something had pierced his eyes, he almost lost his mind, and hit himself hard on the face with a stick!

(End of this chapter)