Deep in the Living

Chapter 742 Filth
Roddy looked at "Domo," especially at the strange group of eyeballs filling the crack in the back of his head.

He immediately recalled that when he crawled through the hole before, Domo looked exactly the same.

However, the crack in his head immediately closed up as the torchlight illuminated it. Considering that noise in the dark could induce individual mutations, Roddy didn't suspect anything too much, but he still remained wary.

It was this vigilance, combined with the sense of danger he had developed along the way, that prevented Roddy from stepping into the area at the crucial moment.

and,

The organ patterns carved in this stone chamber are closely related to the sexes, and given the intense desire that had already permeated the space, caution is naturally necessary.

"What are you?" Roddy asked, looking into those eyes.

"...I am the eye, I am the mark, I am the symbol. You, an outsider, dare to try to explore this dungeon through the memories of others? Then stay here."

The old man thought he had escaped the dungeon, but little did he know that 'that person' had deliberately let him go and marked him.

Memories of the depths of the dungeon could never be leaked; what you see is merely the surface I want you to see.

I will unite with you in love, and your mind will be forever imprisoned. Even if your body remains in the outside world, you will be nothing more than a walking corpse.

Roddy detected a strange arrogance in the other person's voice, and he calmly asked:
"So, Master Jiang's diary and the experience of this dream are all fake? The deepest part of the real dungeon doesn't look like this."

The eyeball continued to speak through Domo's skin, "No, that's not true~ What you're experiencing right now is mostly true, but it's only the surface."

The true darkness, the true death, that unreachable yet overwhelming fear that can swallow you whole, still lingers deep within, and cannot be borne by memory alone.

Come and unite with me, and stay in the dungeon forever, to become a part of 'that person' together.

Snapped!
The "Domo" skin tilted backward, and the eyeballs inside began to overflow. At the same time, a black substance also flowed out, which was the substance that stuck the eyeballs together, forming a whole.

A cluster of eyeballs, the same size as a human head, hangs in the air.

The black substance not only ensures the integrity of the eyeball group, but also spreads outward, like hair, like tendrils, like the sun's flames.

Luo Di had also locked onto his target early on, focusing intently on his spine.

Unsure of the other party's biological nature, Luo Di dared not act rashly, focusing instead on observation to try and understand the other party's material essence.

in addition,

The keepsake he wore around his neck was concealed inside his clothing beforehand, and through subtle breathing, a misty membrane was formed between the clothing and his skin.

He had no desire to kill the unusual substance in front of him, but instead kept in mind the fundamental purpose of this operation.

at this time,

The eyeballs moved.

Or rather, the surrounding black matter began to move.

Bang!

Multiple fibrous strands stuck to the wall and began to spread a black substance.

The walls, now covered in black, could no longer be illuminated by the firelight, losing their ability to reflect light.

Although the torches were still burning, their lighting effect and range were completely suppressed.

Darkness spread,

Engulfing the environment

Only that lonely torch remained.

The light could only illuminate half of Roddy's face.

A dense array of eyeballs of varying sizes stared open in the darkness.

Roddy remained focused, waiting for his chance, motionless.

suddenly,

A dark tentacle climbed up the torch, slowly moving upwards, forcibly erasing the little grease that remained.

The firelight disappeared.

Complete darkness.

呲......

As the noise hit, Roddy began to feel uncomfortable all over his body. He threw away the torch in his left hand and started scratching his head frantically.

Dense eyeballs quickly covered his body, attempting to form some kind of deep, loving union with him.

however,
Just as these eyeballs were about to pierce through the clothing and stick to Roddy's body, they encountered an obstacle.

This extremely concentrated mist, layered over the body, is no ordinary mist; it is the final reward from the videotape, one of the attributes of the terrifying origins of the deepest corners.

Although Roddy hadn't fully mastered it, it was still perfectly adequate for self-defense.

The moment the eyeballs are blocked, the mist also wraps around them, trying to penetrate these abnormal objects and analyze their specific physiological structure.

"open……"

Under the influence of noise, in a state of mental confusion, Roddy bit his tongue, the special tongue that had been trained with Gustave.

The injury to his tongue caused a unique pain that brought him back to his senses in an instant. His spine was exposed, fully unleashing the unique characteristics that didn't belong in the corner, and igniting the extreme heat from hell.

The body was covered in temperatures of hundreds or even thousands of degrees Celsius, and even the lightning inherited from Master Jiang appeared, enveloping the entire body.

It burned those eyeballs so badly they screamed in pain.

The invasion of darkness has slightly subsided.

Luo Di had roughly located the opponent's main body, grabbed the cluster of eyeballs that looked like mud, and slashed it down with his sword!

It was as if I could hear the sound of a large number of spherical objects exploding, and the sound of liquid overflowing.

Although they were unable to kill it.

However, it left the other person's bodily fluids on the surface of the blade.

He quickly sniffed the air, and sure enough, the monster's blood smelled similar to the oil from burning torches.

Upon receiving this information, Roddy smiled happily and stopped swinging his knife. His remaining rationality was quickly swallowed up by the sharp noise.

Just when the two were about to be combined,
Whirlpool churns

One hand grabbed Roddy's shoulder and pulled him back.

hum!
Roddy stared wide-eyed at the tumultuous bed and suddenly sat up.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
A large amount of black filth was coughed up and landed on the office floor.

These substances even wanted to spread, to block out the light inside the office, and to continue to spread that abnormal darkness.

Teacher Guo's palm had already been placed there.

Influence from a distance

A powerful spatial twisting force tore the black filth apart, pulverized it, and annihilated it.

Hu~hu~
Roddy was panting heavily; he had never seen an enemy like this before. Moreover, according to the other party's account, this eyeball was not the real threat in the dungeon.

It is merely a [mark] placed in Master Jiang's memory by some being, to prevent outsiders from peeking in.

Roddy's prying into memories caused the mark to fall on him, which is why he is affected by noise on ordinary days.

“Teacher Guo…I…I brought back the deep intelligence. I need to write it down quickly, because I’m afraid these memories might be erased by darkness at any time.”

"explain."

"The deepest part of the dungeon is a single-person structure."
My initial question was why Master Jiang would go down alone. It wasn't that he was aloof or didn't want to team up; it was simply that the deepest capacity unit was for one person.

Domo and I should have been separated from the very beginning.
The path to godhood is always individual, and the deepest dungeons each person faces are likely different.

As for the information that follows, it is limited to Master Jiang's personal memories and my personal dream exploration.

The dungeon was always shrouded in darkness, illuminated only by special torches, allowing individuals to conduct normal exploration and seek divinity.

The fuel needed to burn torches is the blood of creatures deep within the dungeon.

The killing must continue to keep the fire burning; trying to escape will only lead to being swallowed by darkness.

Furthermore, individual desires are amplified infinitely within the dungeon; I was affected by my appetite and lust. I usually control my desires to an almost perfect degree, but I couldn't effectively control myself down there.

For monsters whose desires are already strong, the impact would likely be even more severe.

At last,
Darkness brings noise, and noise can induce individuals to quickly degenerate, lose their humanity and physical form, and become strange creatures deep in the dungeon.

*Ahem* That's all I can discover.

"That's enough, much more than I expected. Well done, Roddy!"

"I'm so thirsty~ I'm going to wash my face and drink some water."

Roddy propped himself up from the folding bed and hurried to the pool.
Just like Domo before him, he submerged his entire head in the pool.

While drinking large gulps of water, I kept rinsing my face to clear my drowsy head as quickly as possible, as if washing away the filth that had accumulated in the dungeon.

I drank a full two liters of water before turning off the tap.

huh... huh...

Heaving heavily,

He slowly raised his head, his hands supporting him on the edge of the pool.
I looked at the mirror on the sink and saw my face, which was almost bloodless and in terrible condition.

suddenly,

A teardrop hanging on his eyelashes slid down into his eye socket, and his nerves reacted by making him blink.

It was this blink that made Roddy notice something strange about his right eye.
It seems there's something hidden where the whites of the eyes meet the eye sockets.
It seems to have two pupils...

(End of this chapter)