I Have A City In An Alternate World

1885 Strange painting (1)

Tang Zhen laughed softly when he saw the few demon generals leave. He did not continue to chase after them.

With his status, he did not need to chase after a demon general. Firstly, it was disdainful, and secondly, there was no need to.

In another ten minutes or so, these demon generals would be sucked dry of their blood essence and become shriveled corpses.

The demonic servants and demon generals were no longer a concern. The next thing he had to do was to find the entrance to The Fiend nest in this haunted house.

This haunted house wasn’t a fiend nest. Just like the factory last time, it existed only to cover The Fiend nest.

In order to enter The Fiend nest, the first step was to attack the manor, and the second step was to find the entrance.

What appeared in front of him at this time was a dilapidated ancient building. Because of the years of disrepair, these houses looked unsightly.

However, even after hundreds of years of wind and rain, these buildings had not collapsed. Some of the rooms were still decorated the same way.

When people of today stepped into it, it was as if they had traveled through time and space and arrived in an ancient house.

It was just that the atmosphere in this house was too gloomy and terrifying, making people completely not in the mood to experience the amorous feelings of the ancient times. They only wanted to escape from this gloomy place as soon as possible.

The entrance to the demon’s lair was definitely hidden within this haunted house. However, Tang Zhen needed to carefully search for its exact location.

If his strength was not suppressed, he only needed to use his spiritual power to cover the entire house and he would be able to discover the abnormality of this place.

No matter how well they hid, they would give themselves away under the detection of spiritual power. Finding the entrance to The Fiend nest was a simple matter.

But now, he needed to carefully distinguish them. By looking for clues in the minute details, he could lock onto the true entrance of The Fiend nest.

It was just that there were too many random things in these rooms, and the entrance to the demon could be hidden anywhere. If he really had to search for them one by one, who knew how much time he would have wasted?

The master of the devil nest was naturally aware of this. Therefore, he used the miscellaneous items here as a cover to delay the time for Tang Zhen to find the entrance as much as possible.

Perhaps the Lord of The Fiend nest was very helpless. Tang Zhen’s appearance was definitely a calamity that fell from the sky.

He naturally couldn’t easily abandon the devil nest that he had managed for many years. He also had no way to stop Tang Zhen from attacking this place. He could only try his best to kill him.

The master of the devil nest was obviously very afraid of Tang Zhen, or perhaps he was frightened by the death of the last devil. Otherwise, he would not have used such a method and would have directly attacked Tang Zhen.

No expert would be able to tolerate being beaten to the door unless they were forced to. No one would make such a choice.

The Lord of The Fiend nest was terrified. He didn’t want to fight head-on, so he did something that seemed terrifying but actually lacked confidence.

Since it wanted to be a turtle hiding in its shell and not come out of the demon nest, Tang Zhen would force it out!

There were many furnishings in the first room. Tang Zhen’s eyes swept over them one by one but did not find anything suspicious.

“Not here, he should be in another room.”

Tang Zhen walked out of his room and headed to another room to continue searching for suspicious locations.

After entering another house, Tang Zhen realized that this should be the living room. The chairs and furniture were all placed in the same place and were well preserved.

The dust landed on the items and accumulated into a thick layer. The strange thing was that there were no traces of insects or rats.

The dust on the ground was also extremely flat, as if it had been wiped by tools.

Tang Zhen’s gaze swept across the interior of the house. Finally, it stopped on a picture scroll within the house. Both of his eyes narrowed slightly.

The content of this ancient painting was strange and horrifying. A woman in white knelt on the ground with her hands clasped together in worship, her face full of piety.

On the altar in front of her, there was a pile of offerings, but they were not fruits, but the heads of men and women covered in blood.

The eyes of these heads were wide open in anger, full of unwillingness, as if they were silently complaining.

Fresh blood spilled out of the plate and spread in all directions. The red was a little glaring.

At an angle that the woman couldn’t see, a few evil spirits were hiding behind the altar, holding heads and arms in their hands, and gnawing on them with blood in their mouths.

These evil spirits ate and laughed, their blood-red eyes seemed to penetrate the paper, looking at the onlookers with a mocking gaze.

He didn’t know what the artist’s mentality was at that time, so he created such a strange work. It made the onlookers feel a chill when they looked at it carefully.

The most incomprehensible thing was that the original owner of this house had actually hung this painting in the hall. What was his purpose?

Tang Zhen’s eyes were fixed on the painting, as if there was some secret hidden on it.

The sounds of killing continued to ring out from behind him. The surroundings of the courtyard were completely silent. Tang Zhen simply stood quietly at the door in this manner. His footsteps did not move even a little.

It was as if everything had nothing to do with him. In his world, only this painting was left.

After looking for a full minute, the corner of Tang Zhen’s mouth revealed a trace of a smile as he stepped into the hall.

He stepped on the ground, but the result was that it was empty. The Hall’s floor, which seemed to be covered in dust, was actually an illusion trap.

If one was not prepared and their strength was not too high, they would be deceived by this illusion and step into the deep pit.

The inside of the deep pit was naturally extremely dangerous, and those who fell in would die without a doubt. In the past days, no one knew how many intruders had died here.

The bottom of the deep pit was already covered in bones.

However, Tang Zhen did not fall into the hall when he stepped into it. Instead, it was as if he was walking on flat ground.

It was also at this moment that the eyes of an evil ghost in the painting across from him changed, revealing a hint of surprise.

This was the evil spirit in the painting. It hid in the painting and used underhanded means to harm people. It was unknown how many ordinary people had been harmed by it.

However, at this moment, the evil spirit in the painting was panicking and didn’t know what to do.

It seemed that it had never thought that Tang Zhen would actually not fall into the trap. Only then did it subconsciously reveal a surprised expression.

Or perhaps, it could be said that its strength was too low and it was simply unable to see through Tang Zhen’s actual strength. It merely treated him as an ordinary person.

Tang Zhen continued to walk towards the painting. It was as though he did not notice the abnormality of the evil ghost in the painting. However, the smile on his face became increasingly dense.

The expression on the evil spirit’s face changed from surprise to horror, and its body began to tremble slightly, as if it wanted to break free from the scroll and escape.

It had a feeling that the person in front of it was too terrifying. If it didn’t run now, it would probably lose its life.

However, the painting scroll was like a chain, firmly trapping the evil spirit in the painting, making it unable to escape.

Under its frightened eyes, Tang Zhen finally arrived in front of the painting. At the same time, he gently extended his finger.

A pure white flame emerged from his fingertip. It did not have any heat at all. Instead, it was extremely cold.

The evil spirit in the painting had a premonition that once it was touched by the flame, it would be turned into ashes in an instant.

It tried its best to cast an illusion in an attempt to deceive Tang Zhen. In the end, it could not cast the illusion at all. It was as if it had disappeared into thin air.

With a deep sense of despair in his heart, the evil spirit in the painting watched the finger press down as if the sky was about to collapse.

Who knew that Tang Zhen’s finger would suddenly change direction at this moment and suddenly press onto the body of the woman who was worshiping in the painting.

The evil spirit in the painting was overjoyed. It thought that Tang Zhen had not discovered it and had luckily escaped.

But just as this thought rose in its mind, it heard a furious voice mixed with a trace of uneasiness.

Immediately after, the scene changed. The woman who was supposed to be a dead object in the painting broke out of the paper and stood in front of Tang Zhen with a gloomy face.