Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 450 The Devil's Memory

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The dark figures roared and even flew through the mine, making eerie noises wherever they went.

Even the occasional dark shadows crashing into the nearby mine walls caused numerous grooves to appear out of thin air, which horrified the criminals and guards watching under the dim light.

You should know that even if they swing their mining picks with all their might, they can only chip off a tiny gap in the mine wall at once, and slowly grind it down to dig out the green ore.

Now, however, it is being destroyed by those unseen demons, collapsing in large sections with mere random collisions.

It's hard to imagine what would happen if such a collision occurred to them; they would be covered in bruises and welts!
Large sections of the mine wall were smashed apart.

The green minerals contained within also fell to the ground, turning the surrounding area into a dark, eerie green domain.

"There! Ah! And here too!"

Suddenly, the fat prison guard gripped his pistol, his hand trembling as he pointed it at various corners.

For some reason, under the fluorescent glow of the green ore, the others were also able to see those terrifying black shadows.

The once spacious mine shaft suddenly became crowded with people.

Seeing these creatures rushing towards them recklessly, Tiancan and Dique, who were at the back, felt their scalps tingle and looked at the criminals standing in front of them with a fierce gaze.

That guy was about the same height as a dwarf. He had just used his size advantage to squeeze through the gap between Tiancan and Dique and run ahead.

The two have worked together seamlessly for many years.

Without exchanging a single word, they merely glanced at each other before simultaneously striking out with their palms toward the criminal.

"return!"

They both spoke up at the same time, shouting at each other.

The man actually flew back upside down with his feet off the ground, as if he were being pulled back by an invisible hand.

The next second, the hands of the crippled and disabled landed on his shoulders, one on the left and one on the right.

And the guy's face turned pale at a visible speed, his lips began to crack, and his skin lost its elasticity as if it had been dried out.

On the contrary, Tiancan and Dique looked increasingly better, with even a blush appearing on their faces, looking refreshed and invigorated.

Clearly, they both possess a certain skill that allows them to absorb the essence and spirit of their target into themselves.

No wonder they still had the energy to work in the mine after expending so much energy exercising on the playground.

"roll!"

After they had absorbed enough, the two of them simultaneously threw the dried human body backward, and everyone could see that the man was about to fall into the ferocious tide of the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons.

Just then, a hand slowly rose.

Just before the man's body hit the ground, he caught him steadily. Then a helpless voice rang out: "You two went a bit too far. You deliberately threw it at my head, trying to keep me here to see what these shadowy figures were up to?"

Tiancan and Dique did not reply or even turn around; they just kept running towards the exit.

The one who spoke was none other than Wu Wang.

While everyone else was frantically fleeing, he was leisurely strolling through the mine.

Even Tiancan and Dique, who were initially at the bottom, surpassed him.

He looked at the dried man in his hand.

Wu Wang casually tossed it to the ground.

He's not a saint, and there are no innocent criminals here, so naturally he won't go out of his way to save anyone.

Da da da--

A dense mass of ghostly figures pressed down on him. No one intentionally tried to harm the guy on the ground, but he was trampled into a blanket pressed tightly against the ground, or rather, into fragments of a person.

It's so good that you feel like you could pick it up and play with some super-sized building blocks.

"kill……"

In a daze, a strange voice rang in Wu Wang's ears.

This caused his already slow pace to gradually come to a halt, and he even began to observe the ghostly figures around him.

In those few short seconds, the few remaining criminals in the mine had all run to the exit. When Tiancan and Dique reached the last few remaining miners' lamps outside, they finally turned around and looked at Wu Wang.

And then they discovered that the kid had stopped moving!?
"Heh, scared out of your wits? Or have you already been entangled?" Di Que sneered.

At this point, the criminals and prison guards, who thought they were safe, also noticed the abnormality on Wu Wang's side.

They had never seen these eerie shadows before, and even the mine lamps had never exploded. No one knew that so many unknown threats were lurking in the darkness.

At this moment, everyone's curiosity was at its peak.

Even knowing that the danger has not completely disappeared, one cannot help but look back to see the specific situation.

The fat prison guard couldn't help but curse, "Damn it, if you don't want to die in that room, why do you have to die in this dilapidated mine? Are you trying to choose a lucky spot as your grave?"

In his opinion, if Wu Wang hadn't come to work, he could at least have lived until tonight.

Amidst the various gazes of the crowd, Wu Wang not only did not move again, but instead slowly sat cross-legged.

Looking up at the others, his expression remained calm and composed, showing no sign of being entangled or trying to break free.

The next second, his figure was swallowed up by the surging tide.

This also made other people feel uneasy.

He's dead, absolutely beyond saving!

Let alone so many eerie ghostly figures, such a terrifying number of them could probably kill an elephant even if they were ants.

click-

Just then, the last remaining miner's lamp began to creak under the strain, as if it were about to shatter completely at any moment.

Now no one dared to continue observing Wu Wang's next move.

After all, the consequences of what that person did are still fresh in my mind; if they were caught, they would definitely be torn to pieces.

So, everyone started fleeing to more distant places again.

There were naturally some backstabbing moments along the way, which led to the deaths of some unlucky criminals in the ferocious tide, but this was something Wu Wang, who was overwhelmed by ghostly figures, could not know.

He was now surrounded by a cacophony of even frenzied screams.

These roars didn't sound in his ears, but rather ghostly figures crawled all over his body, frantically burrowing into him like fish on the verge of death finding scarce water.

Whenever a ghostly figure enters his body like a spirit, a roar or muttering will echo in Wu Wang's head.

Even his powerful and seemingly impregnable mental barrier was being dismantled at an unbelievable speed.

Within just a dozen seconds, Wu Wang's mental strength dropped by several hundred points.

If this happened to a normal player facing the Calamity, they would probably have suffered a mental breakdown and their soul would have shattered, leaving them as an empty shell.

"killed……"

"Kill...me!"

Finally, after countless ghostly figures had entered his body, Wu Wang heard a clear sentence.

However, it was assumed that these intense, almost tangible acts of murderous intent would be directed at the criminals, but unexpectedly, they ended up being directed at themselves.

A demon... doesn't want to live anymore?
Wu Wang frowned, somewhat puzzled.

But he could sense that these ghostly figures were different from the little black boy on his side; their consciousness was not as clear, and even their speech was incoherent.

But everything must be related to the origins of prisons.

Why would prison guards allow inmates to mine these green ores? Is there something special about them?

Thinking of this, Wu Wang slowly stood up.

Even such a simple action caused the ghostly shadows that had been piling up and crawling into his body to become agitated, instantly tearing Wu Wang's body into pieces.

Unfortunately, he has lost the ability to feel pain.

His steps only paused briefly before his body returned to normal and he continued walking forward. He walked on, dying as he went.

He picked up a piece of green ore that had fallen to the ground nearby and examined it closely.

Unexpectedly, a sudden change occurred the instant they made contact—Wu Wang's shadow suddenly trembled!

The next second, the familiar red tentacles surged out as if they were about to devour the whole world, immediately creating a clear area around Wu Wang.

The red vertical pupil on its wrist had opened at some point, looking around at the endless ghostly figures.

goo-dong-

Wu Wang didn't know how he heard swallowing sounds from the tentacles, but when the green ore fell into its top, it was inexplicably enveloped and then disappeared into the tentacle's suction cups.

Not only the green ore, but the Abyss God also spared no ghostly figures in the surrounding area.

The countless red tentacles beneath his feet were like an automatic claw machine, sweeping wildly and frantically over the ghostly figures at an unbelievable speed.

Tentacles pierced through the chests of the ghostly figures one by one, stringing them together like skewers, while suckers writhed wildly inside their bodies as if extracting something.

bang-

Just as Wu Wang was completely bewildered.

The first ghostly figure was completely drained, slipped off the tentacles, and fell to the ground. Its pitch-black body was as withered as the dried-up corpses of the previous criminals.

And a familiar green ore fell out of its body and hit the ground with a crisp sound.

In just a moment, Wu Wang saw through the logic behind it.

"The green ore is the relic of the little black shadows after they died?" He was a little stunned: "Then why is the Abyss God so happy, like he's seen some snacks?"

As the ghostly figures were being extracted into green ore by the red tentacles, it savored these relic-like things with great relish, just like peeling open a peanut shell.

Wu Wang couldn't hold back any longer.

"You son of a bitch! Leave me some so I can see what's going on! I'm starving, I'm going to steal some food!"

After saying that, he pounced on it and grabbed a handful of green ore before the tentacles could reach it.

He gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, and actually stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it with a slurping sound.

Surprisingly, these green ores were not as hard as expected, at least not as hard as the surrounding normal mineral walls.

Wu Wang only broke a few teeth before grinding the green ore in his mouth down to a level that was enough to swallow.

goo-dong-

He swallowed it as well.

In just a moment, I felt an astonishing mental shock surge through my abdomen, and even my thoughts were momentarily suspended by this mental shock.

Gradually, Wu Wang saw a blurry scene in his daze:

I was floating on a boundless ocean, like a victim of the Titanic lying on a plank after it sank.

Just when all hope seemed lost, an unusual red color covered both the sea and the sky.

The moment Wu Wang looked up, he saw a familiar yet unforgettable scene—the sun blinked.

The next second, the scene was filled with wails and frantic babbling, as if the person watching the scene was experiencing unspeakable pain.

"The God of the Abyss!"

Undoubtedly, this is similar to the scene when Wu Wang first met the Abyss God.

But I didn't encounter His projection on any ocean at that time.

So this is...

"Fragments of memory from when the ghost encountered the Abyss God?"

This conjecture surprised Wu Wang himself; he hadn't expected that this demonic prison could be connected to the Abyss God.

To be precise, he was favored by the god of the abyss.

Being able to retain even a tiny bit of memory of having seen the Abyss God is unlike those victims in the dungeon worlds who couldn't withstand His gaze and collapsed.

At the very least, they should be those who survived after being observed; those are the so-called "favorites".

"Are all these guys followers?" Wu Wang shook his head in denial, thinking, "No, there are too many of them, and although they are all different in appearance, they seem to have a common point of consciousness."

"In other words, these countless ghostly figures may all be the thoughts of the same person."

After all, the Lord of Desire Sea said that He had also encountered other favored ones of the Abyss God, but unfortunately, throughout countless years, there have only been a very few.

The number was so small that He didn't immediately realize that Wu Wang might be a favorite.

This shows that so many shadowy figures could not be completely independent entities, and there simply weren't that many admirers.

Perhaps his form of existence is somewhat similar to that of Mary before. The waitresses on the cruise ship can be said to have independent thoughts, but at the same time, they are all branches of Mary as a whole.

"That little black child in the special room, maybe he's a branch with a clearer consciousness? Or perhaps a separate part?" Wu Wang began to expand his thoughts.

The next second, a strange voice appeared behind his ear—

"Yeah, I think so too."

"!?"

Wu Wang suddenly turned around and looked around.

That sound again!

I heard it before in the special room! But it's even clearer now!

"Who are you?" he asked in a cold voice.

However, just like last time, when Wu Wang tried to find the other person, not only was there no sign of them, but even their voices had completely disappeared.

Only the red tentacles continued to wave and shake, frantically peeling and eating peanuts.

He tried chewing a few more green minerals.

Unfortunately, no additional memory scenes were presented; at most, there was only a powerful mental shock attempting to destroy Wu Wang's soul.

It seems that not every piece of green ore carries fragments of memory.

From this perspective, the purpose of this prison in having criminals mine green minerals seems somewhat ambiguous.

The people at the very top of the prison want to know about the Abyss God? How did they discover this place? Or rather, how did this place, which contains what appears to be fragments of a Favored One, come about?

Finally, how are these issues related to the escape of the "Doomsday Prophet"?

Wu Wang did not believe that the other party's choice of the Demon Prison was simply arrogance or a coincidence.

This "doomsday prophet" also has problems.

As more and more questions arose in the Demon Prison, even Wu Wang, whose brain processed information quickly, began to feel a bit of a headache.

This instance is more complex than I imagined, but from another perspective, I can also gain more information about the Abyss God from it.

This is especially important.

boom--

Just as Wu Wang was deep in thought, a gunshot rang out from the exit.

Then a faint sound crept in:

Is anyone still alive inside?

"Someone come here! Bring over a few lanterns!"

That's the voice of the dwarf captain.

Did he come to save me?

Wu Wang's expression became somewhat subtle.

I might even take this opportunity to find out what's going on with this guy's stance...

(End of this chapter)