Playing My Own Character Chapter 79

There is no time now to dwell on the question of how this aristocratic woman who was supposed to be buried under the rubble climbed out of the soil.

Because her attack rhythm has accelerated!

Aria Yu tried her best to avoid the tentacles that came towards her face again, and took a few steps back to Ivan who decisively closed her eyes and leaned against the wall with her head in her hands. Catherine took the time to quickly take stock of her surroundings.

Compared with the humid and hot underground prison, the air in the hall of this weird and magical gorgeous castle is extremely cold. Every time you take a breath, your throat and lungs will hurt. The walls are covered with one after another of bizarre murals. You can vaguely glimpse the gold powder in the unknown paint. The deformed chandelier made of human bones and purple rattan on the ceiling is abnormally large and looks like a giant eyeball from a distance. Being hung above.

The pillars supporting the gorgeous spiral staircase leading to the top of the building are made of meat that has been violently compressed. The fishy smell is not obvious in the temperature that is cold enough to exhale white mist.