endless force

Chapter 275
The translucent sword drew an afterimage in the air, and slammed heavily on the heavy iron gate!
"Chong!"

Accompanied by a sharp sound, the huge counter-shock force came through the sword body, Mo Fan staggered back a few steps, shaking his numb arms.

Looking up, except for a white mark on the iron door, it didn't suffer too much damage, but fortunately, the blow just now was so powerful that it shook the iron door a little bit from the inlaid wall.

He quickly stepped forward and gave it another heavy kick. As expected, the entire large iron door fell straight down, raising dust all over the sky.

With the help of the shining stone next to it, Mo Fan finally got a rough idea of ​​what was going on inside. It was a closed and empty small room with dim light. Apart from a pile of weeds in the corner, there were no other objects.

A man in ragged clothes and disheveled hair was standing stupidly beside the fallen iron gate. Unlike the excitement just now, he obviously didn't expect that he was really rescued like this, and he couldn't believe it for a while.

After waiting for a long time, he ran out of it ecstatically, ignoring Mo Fan, and climbed up the stairs for a while. Due to lack of physical strength, he lay down on the stairs panting out of breath and laughed wildly: "Finally out. I'm finally out, and I no longer have to endure the endless torture!"

Frowning slightly, Mo Fan didn't step forward to disturb this guy, but walked into the small closed room in front of him as if he had discovered something.

If you look carefully, it's really not his eyesight. On the wall of the small room, there is a palm-sized Arabic numeral - "2"!
"This is No. 2 Nanke Street? Then No. 3 should be not far below."

While Mo Fan was thinking, his eyes flashed, and the entire small room suddenly became dark, almost to the point where he could not see his fingers.

As soon as he turned his head, the big iron door that he had knocked down had returned to its original position at some point, and only a gleam of light came in through the hole in the door.

Without the slightest panic or anxiety, Mo Fan immediately launched Blood Dance's fire attribute attack, and a layer of flames was immediately attached to the translucent sword, just like lighting a torch in the dark night, illuminating this small space .

The man lying on the steps outside at that level was shrinking in the corner at this moment, pulling his hair tightly, and kept muttering: "Why is this happening? Why is this happening? Why is this happening?"

Even Mo Fan was a little confused, why such a thing happened, he went to the iron gate to see, there was no trace of damage, and everything was restored as before.

What is the reason for this?This man has already run so far, how did he appear here?The iron gate was obviously blasted open by him, how did it get back to its original state?
Not thinking at all, Mo Fan didn't bother to think about it, so he just picked up the blood dance in his hand and blasted open the big iron gate again, this time the iron gate fell outside.

The light came in, and the man who was huddled in the corner seemed to see the dawn, and immediately ran out like crazy, he didn't want to stay in this ghost place for another second.

Mo Fan just watched quietly as the man ran up the stairs like crazy. After a while, his eyes flashed again.

Everything has returned to its original state again, with the intact and closed iron door, and... the man still huddled in the corner!

"Is this...an illusion?"

Mo Fan dismissed the thought as soon as it came up. The blood dance has the effect of shattering the void, and ordinary hallucinations have no effect on him at all, and most of them can be ruled out.

So what should be used to explain all this?
It's like playing a stand-alone game. Once the man escapes from the initial point in a small closed room, someone clicks to restart, and everything returns to its original position.

"Whee!"

The sudden weird laughter interrupted Mo Fan's train of thought. He turned his head and glanced at the man huddled in the corner, who was trembling and whispering: "They're here again, they're here again!"

"they?"

Mo Fan turned his head and looked around, and found a small hole the size of a thumb on the walls on both sides. He stepped forward to take a look, and through the hole, he could suddenly see a dark yellow eyeball staring at him. with.

After staring at the dark yellow eyeball for a while, but nothing strange happened, Mo Fan couldn't help but playfully picked up a weed and poked at the dark yellow eyeball opposite Yang Xiaodong.

But just halfway through, the eyeball disappeared, and the hole was blocked. Nothing could be seen. Mo Fan walked to the wall on the other side. As expected, there was also a small hole, a dark yellow one. Eyeballs are peering across the hole.

It's no wonder that this man is so scared. A normal person would have been scared out of his wits by two unknown things peeping at him in such a dark environment.

Looking at the man's behavior just now, it is estimated that most of the spirit is a little abnormal, Mo Fan is simply, since he can't figure out the key point, he will use violence directly.

The sword energy kept focusing on strength, and the already extremely powerful strength began to skyrocket crazily!
47……50……55……60……67！

After spending two hundred sword energy points, his strength increased by a full 20 points, and his sword energy could be increased by 12 points, but Mo Fan felt that it was no longer needed.

Unparalleled power was surging in his body, and Mo Fan even felt vaguely unable to control it at all. He even felt as if he was holding a breath in his heart and urgently needed to find an outlet.

A thunderous sword slashed out, and it slammed heavily on the wall beside it. This terrifying force hit the wall, as if a bomb had detonated on it. With a "boom", dust was raised in the sky, and the wall was blasted alive. A pothole the size of a washbasin and as deep as ten centimeters.

Just when he was feeling relaxed, Mo Fan frowned slightly due to an unexpected discovery. He saw that there was no trace of the small hole used for snooping on the wall.

He had estimated just now that the length of the small hole was about 10 centimeters, beyond this 40 centimeters, it must be the hiding place of the guy who was peeping here.

And his blow blasted out to a depth of more than ten centimeters. Logically speaking, it should have blasted through the wall, but contrary to expectations, there is still a thick wall behind!

Unwilling to give up, Mo Fan slammed several times, reaching a depth of tens of centimeters, but apart from the wall, it was still the wall, and he could not see the existence of other spaces at all, so he completely gave up.

There is no so-called hiding place behind here, let alone enough space to hide people. So what is the eyeball that just peeked into this place?
(End of this chapter)