Chapter 41: Gallery: Elle Morrison (1/2)

Chapter 41: Gallery: Elle Morrison

Seeing about twenty or so of hi, Annan was expressionless

He even wanted to laugh a little

“That’s it?”

Annan was disappointed

It was not that he was brave, nor was it that he had no fear

From an objective point of view, Annan kneas scary In principle, what Annan entered was soeon instance, he was playing thea painter and stabbed by so corpses had the face of Annan outside the dungeon instance

For indigenous NPCs, this tricka sense of confusion about whether they were in a nightmare or their real self But it made no sense to the player

It was even humorous

For the players and Annan, their bodies outside the dungeon instance were not their bodies

If the bodies hanging atop were the Annan before the soul crossing or the players’ original body, they et scared into cardiac arrest

The players, who had slow reactions and loareness, could get surprised when they first saw the bodies However, they et why it was supposed to be scary They would resort to asking the others to help explain after exiting the dungeon instance

It was pretty humorous that people needed an explanation to understand where the horror part cahtning bolt fell outside the

Then, there was a flash of light Annan saw that the corpses had turned back into portraits in chains as if what he saw previously was just an illusion

Annan waited for a while, after which no lightning flashed

So he asked sincerely and politely, “Anything else?

“If no, I’ portraits, Annan passed the gallery briskly

The L-shaped corridor had reverted to the dim atmosphere, the same as before

The only difference was that there was a gap in the wall It was the place where a ha the wall open

Although the gap was not large, it was enough to allow one person to pass

After Annan walked over, he glanced inside

What surprised hie It only allowed one person to pass Having two people walking side by side would be too crowded

At the end of the narrow passage, there was a wooden door It was the sa the previous two loops

[Go to the side with painting in the encounter of branching off paths]

“Is this the supposed road fork?”

Annan murmured

He looked to the left There was a diht at the end, almost the same as before

The only difference was that there were no strange portraits on both sides of the L-shaped cloister

At the end of that narrow passage, there was only one painting On the left side of the door leading to the next loop, there was still a fra

I should probably go this way

Annan thought, trying to squeeze in through the gap

He heard “hi speed up The wounds in the abdomen seemed to be torn as a result

His body seemed to be out of control

In other words, it was as if he had entered a cutscene with his body moved on its own

Did I clear it?

Or is this just the beginning?

Although he was stabbed in her abdomen, Annan had never yelled out because of the pain, let alonesound Previously, Annan walked at the fastest speed without worsening the wound

Annan operated like a ant

But ‘his’ pace noas getting slower and slower There were soered a little This would undoubtedly worsen the wound

“Buckel…please…” Annan’s body muttered hoarsely

Suddenly, his throat ached He coughed violently, and the wound in his abdoered to the floor because of that too

He felt intense suffocation

Finally, he coughed up bloody phlegm from his throat

“Ah…ah…”

He wailed in extre noise in his throat

Because he saw it clearly, it was not phlegm

It was an eyeball

A coreen pupil

“Please… don’t…”

He begged softly again, staggering to get up However, the corridor was too narrow and slippery He had nowhere to support himself back on foot The sharp pain in his abdoet up

So after two failed atteround

But, Annan heard the footsteps sharply

It was light footsteps

Annan’s body crawled on the ground, crawling forward like a dog Where did the footsteps come from?