Deep in the Living

Chapter 762 The Union of Love

Cross the suspension bridge.

Just as the eyeball said, you only need to walk to the end to see an entrance that looks like a mine shaft.
It's no longer an elevator, but a downward slope.

Roddy noticed something was wrong as soon as he took a step forward. The torch in his hand had just been greased, but its brightness suddenly decreased.

Clearly, there lies a completely different kind of darkness below, a deeper, more profound darkness from which it is easier to lose one's way.

He had a deeper idea about the eyeball, but Roddy didn't voice it and just silently went downstairs.

When you reach the bottom level, the range of the torches is compressed to less than two meters.

The darkness in the upper part of the dungeon was at least a somewhat normal kind of black, a kind of black in terms of color, and one could feel at ease as long as there was a torch.

The darkness below has undergone a qualitative change.

It has a unique density.
It seemed to transcend the essence of light, becoming an invisible liquid that filled the entire space, capable of quickly drowning any intruder and swallowing all the luster from their body.

The torch in Roddy's hand was also being consumed at twice the rate.

Below is what looks like a mine shaft on the verge of collapse, supported only by a few severely weathered wooden strips. The rock walls are covered with traces of excavation and numerous cracks.

The darkness that engulfs this place seems to seep out from the cracks.

Roddy gazed into the darkness ahead and asked softly, "Is this the darkest area of ​​the primitive dungeon?"

The right eye quickly responded: "It's...not really. The darkness that swallowed the entire dungeon mainly seeps in here, but the true source of darkness is still deep inside."

But as a 'participant,' I cannot reveal this kind of in-depth information to you.

Alright! We'll be meeting soon. At that time, retain a portion of your consciousness, and you'll naturally know everything here.

"How to go?"

"Keep going forward, turn right at the third fork in the road. You'll need to figure out how to open the iron gate blocking the way, then keep going until you reach the very end, where I'll be waiting for you."

"Okay... speaking of which, you don't seem to be feeling too well?"

Inside Roddy's right eye socket, the eyeball was still in a shriveled and corroded state, and it was only by black tentacles that it was able to stay in place inside the eye socket.

"Don't worry, it's just that we're about to meet, so I don't need to expend any more energy. The lovemaking we're about to do is very tiring and exhausting."

Now, this missing eyeball should be enough to guide you to me.

Is it dangerous down there?

"Of course there is, and it's quite big... but I've already made arrangements with my neighbors beforehand, so they won't interfere with our meeting. Come on over."

"Row."

Roddy moved forward in the absolute darkness, not daring to take large steps or swing his arms too much, lest he go beyond the range of the firelight and be tainted by the thick darkness.

We didn't encounter anything along the way.

Roddy also successfully found the third fork in the road, which was blocked by a rather special iron gate. It looked old and loose, but it was actually an old seal.

This should be a prison cell, where the eyeball itself was once imprisoned.

Over time, the prison door developed gaps of varying sizes.

Roddy also found this point and slashed several times in succession until... Clang! The sound that should have been loud could only spread within the area illuminated by the firelight, and would be swallowed by darkness if it continued to spread.

"Great! Come in quickly, I'm right at the very back."

Eyeball's voice became noticeably impatient; he had been waiting for this moment for far too long.

Roddy walked straight in. Inside, there was a narrow passage, and after going about thirty meters further, he arrived at the cell where the eyeballs were held.

However, the cell had long since collapsed, and dark, geometrically regular stones were piled up in front of it.

"What are you looking at! Hurry up and dig me out. I was punished for trying to escape from prison and was imprisoned in solitary confinement deep in the mine, with my whole body restricted by special shackles."

Just when it seemed like he was only a few days away from returning to his normal cell, that guy died, and the dungeon went out of control.

The primal darkness emanating from the warden was the first to engulf this place, causing partial collapses in the already unstable mine, and my cell happened to be one of them.

I was pinned down underneath, and due to the special shackles, I couldn't move; I've been stuck here the whole time.

Roddy frowned slightly. Although he had considered that the eyeball itself was probably in a rather bad dungeon area, which was why he couldn't move and why he could see a grown man like Roddy so thirsty, he never expected it to be this bad.

Suppressed in this godforsaken place, submerged in pure darkness, with no one to talk to at first, they could only endure this extreme despair alone.

The fact that he could regain self-awareness under such conditions shows that this guy is indeed extraordinary.

Roddy tried to lift all the rubble through the mist, but as soon as the mist got close to the blackened stones, it was immediately assimilated and absorbed by the darkness.

The sound of the eyeball came again:
"Don't even think about using your abilities... This small dark room used to imprison special prisoners is made of special materials that can nullify all kinds of abilities."

You can only dig me out with your bare hands.

Don't even think about chopping with a knife; it'll take far more effort than you're carrying bricks, and you'll likely hurt me. Let's get started.

"Row."

Roddy was still very careful, so he made himself a pair of metal gloves before he started moving bricks.

The metal glove shattered instantly upon contact with the bricks. Just as the eyeball had stated, this cell restricted the use of abilities, even those created from hellish metal. One could only use their bare hands.

When his palm came into contact with the stone, a stinging sensation came! He could clearly feel the darkness slowly seeping in, and Roddy's hand area was gradually being stained black.

Moreover, the stone itself has a weight far exceeding the estimate, requiring a great deal of effort to move.

Roddy did not stop, and continued to move with all his might, even though his hands were completely stained black, and even though black blood was flowing from his chafed palms.

All of this was seen by the eyeball, but it didn't think much of it.

The opportunity it has been waiting for is about to arrive.

Half an hour later,
Roddy's arms were completely blackened, and the surface of his skin had developed a rock-like structure, as if they no longer belonged to him.

When the huge bottom stone was moved with force...

A peculiar corpse was revealed; to be precise, it was a skeleton.

A skeleton, completely blackened, its limbs shackled, almost fused to the ground. Yet, within the eye sockets of this skeleton, where the flesh had long since vanished, a pitch-black eyeball remained.

The moment their eyes met,

The eyeballs on the skull are gone.
Some kind of jet-black tentacles wriggled between Roddy's right eye sockets.

A pure black eye has been set in, the former second eye now occupies the center, while Roddy's eye is squeezed to the edge.

The consciousness was seized in just a moment.

The eyeball had conserved its energy for this moment, and it certainly wouldn't believe the young man.

Along the way, although Luo Di's cultivation level was relatively low and he was somewhat foolish, he still possessed considerable strength.

To ensure everything goes perfectly, the eyeball must take control of the final process; he must personally guide Roddy's body to the [ritual chamber].

"Don't worry... Once the ritual begins, we will undergo our ultimate union! I will preserve a portion of your consciousness, and then we will be one."

To ensure there are no problems along the way, I will personally complete the rest.

Swish! The torch was extinguished.

The thick darkness instantly engulfed him, further restricting Roddy's self-awareness.

Not only that,

Biological decomposition also began to occur on the surface of Roddy's body.

All his hair had fallen out, and tiny eyeballs began to open from the hair follicles on his bald head. Even Rodina's spine, which was at the core of his being, was stained black, greatly weakening his connection to hell.

To move forward in the darkness

The destination is here; a ceremonial chamber is located inside this mine.

When the dungeon was functioning normally, the guards would bring disobedient, seriously rule-breaking, and difficult-to-manage prisoners here for special rituals.

After it's over, you'll get a brand new individual that's easy to manage.

Arrived!

Almost identical to the ritual chamber I had seen in my dream, it was filled with organ-like runic structures.

Roddy's physical body entered and stood in the center of the ritual ring.

"So, let's get started!"

The black eye embedded in the right eye socket began to wriggle strangely, and the nerves at its roots became entangled with each other, transforming into a peculiar root-like structure.

This structure was pointing directly at Roddy's brain.
Under the influence of the ritual ring, a groove structure also appeared on the front of the brain.

Once combined
The ceremony is about to begin.
Everything will become irreversible.

Just as the nerves were about to make contact with the brain,

Roddy, who shouldn't have had control over his body, suddenly emerged. Although he could only muster a little consciousness, it was enough to control his mouth, especially his tongue.

He uttered a sentence, a unique monologue:

Tonight... I will dance under the moon.

hum!
A beam of pale moonlight, appearing from nowhere, shone down like a spotlight, piercing the darkness and illuminating Roddy in the ceremony.

The white light was so bright that it completely blocked the structure of the eyeballs on the top of the head.
Even the eyeball itself is hindered by thought.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Roddy seized control of the body and ripped the black eyeballs out of their sockets, revealing that the nerves in the tail had completely hardened.

Roddy had clearly made all the preparations long ago.

The moment he pulled out the eyeball, his other hand had already untied the container at his waist.

insert!

The eyeballs were carefully inserted between the head of the pig, which was born deformed and lacked any eye structure. The ceremony began...

(End of this chapter)