72 – Human-Faced Peaches
At the end of the fork was a huge bronze wall. An oil painting of an ancient black dragon was suspended on the huge bronze wall.
It was unknown how long that oil painting existed, it didn’t had any traces of it’s ink fading. The ancient black dragon depicted in the oil painting was vivid and life-like – simultaneously, traces of faint dragon might were diffused from that painting.
A string of messages flashed in Yang Feng’s mind.
Yang Feng contemplated: “I don’t sense anything – that is to say, with the Liquid-Metal Robot, in addition to not feeling any pain, the remaining senses will also weaken substantially – it’s capable of neutralizing the coercion.
Yang Feng’s sight fell on Eunice beside him.
Eunice promptly explained: “This painting is the entrance to the Gloom Cave. By going directly past it, one can enter the inner parts of the Gloom Cave’s remains.”
Yang Feng waved and a Bladed-troop immediately walked toward the oil painting.
Just as the Bladed-troop was 50m from the oil painting, then all of a sudden, its body directly shrunk – it was walking towards the oil painting as if it had set out on an invisible ladder.
The closer the Bladed-troop got to the oil painting, the smaller was its body, ultimately being palm-sized – it touched the black dragon’s ferocious mouth, setting off ripples and directly entered it.
Yang Feng saw this scene and his eyes flashed with a touch of admiration: “The power of Warlocks is really amazing!”
Such an entrance was simply unimaginable to ordinary people, only level-3 Warlock experts or above have such terrifying means.
Yang Feng took the lead and walked towards the oil painting.
As Yang Feng continued to move forward, a strange warping feeling arouse around him, he could clearly see the painting getting bigger and bigger, no matter how large his strides were, it felt like they didn’t brought him any closer towards the painting. Eventually, the huge black dragon’s mouth filled his vision, a deep passageway with no end in sight appeared before his eyes.
Yang Feng took a step and entered the deep passageway with no end in sight – ripples flashed, his vision went bright and he found himself appear inside a very wide space.
The light inside that very wide space was somewhat dim, the entire space appeared to be exuding a layer of hazy oppression with a suffocating strange aura.
“Somebody just came in!”
“They’re screwed!”
“Somebody just came in!”
“They’re our fertilizers!”
“…”
An enormous peach half the size of an adult person with an elderly face, issued an innocent child-like voice – another enormous peach half the size of an adult person with a child’s face sang a strange song, giggling and hopping around.
Those two enormous peaches closed in on Yang Feng, Yang Feng then saw the two enormous human faces surrounding their bodies, forming a sinister image – the human faces were wailing in anguish. At first sight, it was absolutely horrifying.
Eunice’s pretty face paled slightly and she warned: “Those are Human-Faced Peaches – spirit bodies, variant plants as well as the formidable life force of Warlocks, they intertwine and give birth to those treacherous freaks – they are treacherous existences that are neither spirit bodies nor living beings, physical attacks are almost ineffective against them. They are cursed gremlins and even a level-1 Warlock might also be killed by these freaks! The souls of those who are killed by them will be bound to their bodies and bee their source of power.”
Yang Feng looked at the two horrifying Human-Faced Peaches, his eyebrows creased slightly and he waved his hand.
Two Bladed-troops instantly approached, took out their alloy blades and fiercely chopped at the two Human-Faced Peaches.
The two Human-Faced Peaches let themselves being chopped into countless pieces, traces of black energy spread from them, one after another congregating into human faces – ruthlessly pouncing on the two Bladed-troops.
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