Why is my anime art style so weird?

However, what he didn't see was that after he left, the 'corpse's' fingers twitched slightly...

The closer you get to the main gate of the castle tower, the more corpses you'll find on the ground.

Especially in the last ten meters in front of the gate, the corpses wearing two different colors of armor were densely packed together, making it almost impossible to find a place to stand.

Xu Ming had no choice but to walk directly onto the pile of corpses and cautiously head towards the gate.

The strange sensation underfoot grew stronger, as if stepping on an enormous chunk of flesh covered in slippery blood.

Finally arriving at the gate, Xu Ming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

There was only one corpse in front of the gate, a warrior dressed in heavy armor.

The samurai's death was extremely gruesome; his body was riddled with more than a dozen arrows, his armor was riddled with holes from musket fire, and his body bore numerous long, narrow cuts from swords.

He was firmly pinned to the gate by a long spear, standing upright.

This samurai guarded the gate until his death.

Xu Ming deliberately avoided the warrior's corpse and reached out to press his hand against the door.

The instant his hand touched the door.

"Roar!!"

The warrior's corpse beside Xu Ming suddenly opened its eyes, green ghost fire emanating from them, and opened its mouth to howl loudly.

His voice was like a signal, instantly awakening all the sleeping dead in the area. One by one, the corpses of the fallen opened their eyes, stretched out their hands, and let out angry roars.

Soon, these wounded and mutilated fallen soldiers slowly rose from the ground, roaring and dragging their slow steps as they slowly surrounded Xu Ming.

The samurai nailed to the door struggled desperately, reaching out to Xu Ming in an attempt to grab him.

As he moved, the spear pinning him swayed violently, the amplitude increasing, sending splinters flying across the door, threatening to fall off at any moment.

Xu Ming quickly braced his shoulder against the door and used all his strength to push it open.

However, perhaps due to a lack of maintenance over a long period of time, the door hinges emitted a harsh and unpleasant noise, and the opening and closing speed was so slow that it made one want to vomit blood.

Xu Ming, however, dared not stop for even a moment.

He managed to push the door open a crack, and it seemed that with just a little more effort, he could open a gap large enough for him to crawl through.

"Roar!"

Just then, the samurai on the door suddenly let out a roar.

With a sharp crack, the spearhead snapped off right in the doorway, and the warrior managed to break free!

He drew a rusty, broken knife, let out an incomprehensible roar, and slashed directly at Xu Ming, who was not far away!

Xu Ming had no choice but to stop temporarily, raise his phone, aim it at the warrior, and press the shutter button.

Click!

With a soft sound, the samurai immediately threw away his broken sword, covered his face, and screamed in pain.

He was soon reduced to ashes.

The aftershocks of the camera flash turned some of the fallen soldiers who were close to Xu Ming into ashes.

A large area around Xu Ming was suddenly cleared out.

He immediately seized the opportunity to push the door open again.

Finally, the door was pushed open just wide enough for him to squeeze through sideways.

Xu Ming immediately threw his backpack inside and then turned sideways to squeeze inside.

A hand suddenly reached out and grabbed his ankle!

Xu Ming was startled and quickly looked down.

The corpse of a fallen soldier, now only half-dead, was clutching his ankle tightly. Its mouth was wide open, blood flowing continuously from it, and it was emitting strange howls.

Other fallen soldiers slowly surrounded him, their bloodied, wounded, and even mutilated hands reaching out to grab Xu Ming.

Xu Ming gritted his teeth, decisively drew the Poison Dragon Dagger, and swung it down hard at the hand.

Blood spurted out, some even splashing onto his face.

Xu Ming, however, paid no attention to wiping it off and raised the dagger again.

The dagger wasn't a cleaver after all; the first strike only severed half of Xu Ming's wrist, but it still clung tightly to his ankle.

To make matters worse, another hand reached out and grabbed Xu Ming's sleeve.

Without hesitation, Xu Ming raised the dagger again, aimed it at the severed wrist, and slashed down hard.

Click!

His wrist snapped instantly.

Xu Ming immediately struggled with all his might!

Tear!

With a soft sound, the sleeve of his clothes was torn off.

Xu Ming, however, didn't care about the 1000 yen he spent on the clothes. He turned around, blocked the door, and started pushing it out.

After pushing for a while, Xu Ming sensed something was wrong; there was no resistance at all on the other side of the door.

He hesitated for a moment, then slowly stopped.

The door remained firmly shut. These fallen warriors hadn't even pushed it open?!

Xu Ming moved to the crack and looked out. The moment the fallen soldiers saw Xu Ming, they immediately roared and waved their arms at him through the crack.

But they didn't put their hands through the crack in the door.

not even one.

It's as if there's an invisible wall completely blocking them from the outside.

Upon seeing this scene, Xu Ming immediately recalled a scene that seemed familiar from the past.

It turns out that all these fallen warriors were earthbound spirits, forever bound to this passageway connecting the main gate and the castle tower.

Chapter 114 Castle Keep, First Floor

Xu Ming wiped the blood from his face and began to look around the interior of the castle tower.

The first floor is a very spacious hall with two large holes in the ceiling in the middle, allowing a direct view from the second floor to the floor below.

The entire castle tower was quiet; taking just a few steps, the decaying wooden floor immediately emitted a loud creaking sound.

The castle tower was pitch black, with only a few burnt candle bits remaining on the candlesticks.

Xu Ming had no choice but to turn on his phone's flashlight and shine it around.

There are some broken wooden frames on both sides of the hall, and some Buddha murals on the walls on both sides.

Xu Ming then shone the light on the second floor. Apart from the broken railings, all he could see was dust, cobwebs, and cracked ceilings and walls that had been worn down by time.

Xu Ming withdrew his gaze, waiting for his phone to charge while taking a sip of water and resting for a while.

Fifteen minutes later, the phone was fully charged, and Xu Ming had rested.

He picked up his backpack, took his phone, and walked into the lobby on the first floor.

Suddenly, Xu Ming felt a strange gaze appear out of nowhere.

Xu Ming followed the gaze and shone his phone light in that direction, but found nothing, only an empty wall and the murals on it...

Xu Ming was immediately startled.

The murals on these Buddha statues are strange!

Although he wasn't a Buddhist, he had seen many Buddha statues, some solemn and dignified, others compassionate and loving. But the Buddha murals on this wall...

Perhaps because the walls had become uneven, the Buddha statues appeared distorted and deformed under the dim light of a cell phone, making the smiles on their faces look very eerie.

Xu Ming became more alert.

He had arrived at the core area of ​​the 'Tenshukaku', where everything could turn into deadly danger, and unfortunately, one of his main allies was unable to provide any assistance, so he had to be extra careful.

So, Xu Ming cautiously observed his surroundings as he walked into the hall.

He could vaguely see a staircase leading upwards over there.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, Xu Ming heard a metallic clanging sound behind him, like the sound of countless iron rings being shaken together.

Xu Ming immediately turned around and pointed his phone in the direction of the sound. He saw a faintly glowing light purple figure slowly disappear into the wall.

The figure seemed to be wearing the robes typical of Buddhist monks and holding a long staff. The sound came from the layers of gold rings at the top of the staff.

Xu Ming was hesitating whether to go over and take a closer look when a similar sound came from behind him again.

As soon as Xu Ming turned around, he saw another figure in a cassock disappear into the wall.

As the phone's light swept across the wall, the murals and the smiling Buddha statues on the wall inadvertently appeared even more eerie.

Xu Ming hesitated for a moment, then, holding his phone in one hand and a dagger in the other, walked towards the stairs.

Whoosh!

The sound of the tin staff rang out again, but Xu Ming ignored it this time.

After a while, the sound appeared again, and it seemed to be getting closer and closer to him.

Xu Ming quickened his pace.

As he got closer to the stairs, the sound of his staffs became more and more frequent, until it eventually became a continuous sound, as if several monks behind him were constantly shaking their staffs.

Xu Ming suddenly turned around, and sure enough, there were three illusory figures of monks following behind him.

They kept shaking their staffs up and down, chanting obscure scriptures, and were gradually approaching Xu Ming.

Without saying a word, Xu Ming raised his phone and pressed the shutter button.

Click! A soft sound.

The dazzling light instantly illuminated the lower levels of the castle tower.

The illusory figures of the monks didn't even have time to scream before they completely vanished into thin air.