Chapter 232: The Upside-Down Praise

Annan did not go too fast.

He was always awake, looking around. Be mentally prepared that some monster will suddenly jump out of any corner...

He didn't forget that the key word for this copy was "dead".

And the influence of letting him enter this dungeon is the remnant of a undead god...

But Annan was a little fortunate - and a little disappointed that he didn't see any dead body jumping out and shouting "Super Surprise" until Annan came to the end, which made Annan look a little timid.

But Annan didn't have any special reaction.

He just walked up the stairs at the end... and walked up layer by layer.

After about seven or eight floors, he finally saw the light.

But at the moment when Annan raised his head - he saw that around the darkness, on the only light exit, there seemed to be something dark, blocking the light!

It seems that someone is standing at the door, silently watching Annan who is moving up!

...This should startle ordinary people, right?

Annan reacted a little sluggishly, raised the chain and looked back.

I always feel that there should be a turnaround here...

But he saw nothing.

At this time, footsteps suddenly came from outside.

Several people were talking and never passing by. But it didn't pass through the door. Even when it was closest to here, it should be a dozen meters away from the door... It might be the corridor outside.

If Annan had just screamed out of fear or tried to negotiate with that person, maybe they would have heard...

Such thoughts flashed through Annan's mind.

But the man was still standing at the door. He didn't go down, didn't say anything to himself, didn't even move.

...is a dummy?

Annan squinted his eyes.

Continue to climb up. By the way, he deliberately restrained his footsteps. Fortunately, Evelyn was a dancer, and her footsteps were light enough.

When he got closer, he finally saw the brighter light faintly...

It's definitely not alive.

but a statue of a soldier,

A marble sculpture of a soldier is facing away from himself, blocking the door!

On the top of the exit is a huge painting. The back of the painting is fixed with a pulley, which is pushed upwards by a height of about one meter.

So, this is the door to the underground chamber?

Annan pushed hard twice, but found that he couldn't push the stone statue at the door without making a sound. And he couldn't squeeze through the door either.

But not far away, there should be someone...

"……Ah."

This doesn't stop me.

Annan smiled slightly.

He just made a pose.

A somewhat odd, sideways, forward-facing position.

The next moment, Evelyn Miller's somewhat weak body changed its appearance in an instant.

Annan's body swelled like a balloon, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a kind middle-aged man with black hair, dark eyes, and deep facial features!

It's "Ghirlandaio David Buonaro"!

Like the rest of Annan's spells.

[The last work "David"] This curse can also be brought into a nightmare!

If it just requires physical strength, there is nothing easier than putting David on the court.

"David", who is also a marble statue, has nothing else... but is still very strong.

Annan, who incarnated as David, easily hugged the soldier statue at the door and moved it aside.

Annan immediately changed back - and went back to get the chain back.

This is to try to keep [Last Work "David"] on cooldown so that it can always be used when needed.

Another advantage is... Annan found that Evelyn's footsteps were much lighter than David's. A little attention can become cat-like and difficult to detect.

Annan quietly left the basement door.

But when he looked back, he was slightly taken aback—

He knew this painting as an organ.

Yes, this is the last painting Amos painted in "The Feast of the Hungry" on the second floor of the gallery!

I saw a tramp with messy hair and tattered clothes, thin and shriveled body, stretched out one hand to hold the window and looked in, while the other hand was a little timid, slightly curled under his ribs. His brows were mixed with confusion and ruthlessness, and there was a faint green look mixed with hunger and greed in his eyes.

He was just standing there hunched over... it reminded me of a hungry wolf standing up.

——The hungry wolf is watching Evelyn.

If the person entering this dungeon has not experienced the "Feast of the Hungry"... it might be a surprise here. Even direct increases in erosion are possible...

But for Annan, it was of little use.

But I probably know that it's time for this copy...

Annan slides the painting down slowly. Block the light inside - no matter what the identity of the person below is, it can at least trap her and prevent her from coming out easily, but it will not kill her.

But procrastination is enough.

After Annan dealt with the organs here, he looked around.

He realized that he seemed to be in some church-like building. There are many people talking around.

Which god's church is this?

But he still didn't know where the water stains came from.

Annan could even hear the faint sound of singing... but couldn't make out where it was coming from.

After a little thought, he threw the chain up and hung it on the ceiling.

Using Evelyn's extra light body, he climbed to the ceiling along the chain. He moved to the side along the beams of the house... bypassing the door and entering an empty room.

Annan quickly searched around and found two silver coins.

With silver coins in hand, Annan will not panic...

He opened the window and looked around, and like a thief, he snuck out of the window. Also don't forget to bring the windows.

But to his surprise, after he left the church, the singing became louder.

Annan followed the direction of the voice and quickly left the church.

He didn't walk for more than three minutes...the footsteps stopped slowly.

Because as Annan got closer to the source of the sound, he gradually became aware of it.

At first he thought it was another language, or simply a dialect.

But after hearing the singing clearly, he recalled the conversation he heard before... Annan suddenly remembered the sound he heard on the floor of the symmetrical corridor in the gallery——

——The reason why the language made him feel a little unfamiliar was because it was played backwards.

And these singing voices did not come from the window of this strange church next to Annan.

But from the lake in front of Annan...the reflection of the white church floated out.

Annan looked down at Evelyn.

The scarred, hairless face, the scarred right side of the body... all scars from burns.

And right now.

Annan noticed that the corners of "Evelyn" in the lake rose slightly, as if she was smiling with satisfaction.

He was stunned.

I just wanted to raise my hand and touch the corner of my mouth to confirm...

——But found that "Evelyn" in the lake did not raise her hand.

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