Lord of Mysterious Wizard-Chapter 568 - 521 Bizarre

The eerie song that intermittently emanated from the Nihility Record Player, the laughter of the Rat Servant who had been dead for who knows how many years—such a bizarre scene made everyone’s bodies tremble slightly, a sense of horror surging forth.

But these noises clearly could not compete with the "greed" in the adventurers’ hearts.

The female adventurer at the forefront, Sandra, walked straight towards the giant Mouse Trap, and under the surprised gazes of the others, she reached into the Rat Servant’s embrace and, upon withdrawal, a blue potion appeared in her palm.

Different from the one the Rat Servant had taken out when they were outside.

On the bottle in Sandra’s hand, there was a white paper with a "large" character curved and twisted upon it.

Piecing together the scene, it wasn’t hard to conjecture—could this be the antidote to the Shrinking Secret Medicine?

Sandra stood up, satisfied with the Secret Medicine in her hand, and then an odd scene occurred.

From the embrace of the Rat Servant, bottle after bottle of "potion" tumbled out.

It was hard to imagine that such a shriveled place, which seemed to have no space at all, could hide so many Ink Bottles.

Tang Qi and the Red Cloak Girl each picked up a potion.

Their gazes settled, and confirmed Information Fragments appeared.

"Curios: Enlarging Secret Medicine, the corresponding antidote to Shrinking Secret Medicine..."

Just as everyone had stored their potions and had not yet proceeded to the next action.

Suddenly, along the seemingly endless corridor illuminated by dim yellow light, figures began to slowly materialize before each person.

This abrupt and extremely eerie scene brought everyone to a stunned standstill.

The first to be formed was still Sandra.

In front of her stood a gentleman wearing a tailcoat and a black top hat, of slender build and a face resembling that of a movie star from Holy Eagle Nest City, but there were differences, such as the pair of blood-red eyes that the "gentleman" had.

A Ghost guide?

As doubts arose in everyone’s hearts.

Various figures were also born before them.

From young women to mature old men, handsome young men, charming ladies... every type imaginable, seemingly crafted according to their "perfect idol" in their hearts.

The only exceptions were Tang Qi and the Cloak Girl.

From the moment they arrived here, Tang Qi had noticed.

The two seemed to be in an almost illusory State, similar to those Transcendents bound by Rule Formation, but veiled by a thin layer of existence that created a barrier, with the source of this wonderful aura, naturally, being the Cloak Girl beside him.

They seemed to be detached from the World, existing as Observers.

He now stood in the back, watching the strange scene unfolding in front of the Transcendents.

A very peculiar sensation surfaced, as if the Transcendents were not here for an adventure. These Guides, which appeared out of nowhere and directly hit their weak points, exuded a strong sense of arrangement.

Especially no matter how the Guides changed, features unlike those of Humans, such as the Red Eyes, emerged on them.

What followed was a scene that made even Tang Qi gape in astonishment.

With the existence of these "Perfect Guides," the Transcendents seemed to let down their guards.

Following their Guides onwards, these Guides did not issue any warnings; on the contrary, they were incredibly enthusiastic about showing the Transcendents the benefits that could be obtained everywhere.

For example, a corpse in the corner of the wall.

Any Transcendent who explored it could obtain benefits such as Secret Medicines, Curios, or Magic Books to study Witchcraft.

This kind of effortless pleasure, once started, was just like opening "Pandora’s Box."

Perhaps all Transcendents began with strong wills.

But soon, chilling transformations began to occur to them.

Because of continuously reaping amazing benefits, every Transcendent—including Sandra the female adventurer—had excitement and exhilaration on their faces.

Behind them, in the eyes of Tang Qi and the girl.

Each adventurer’s body began to show twisted, unnatural changes, with some ears elongating, others growing scales, and some even sprouting a long serpent tail, even slowly opening new eyes at the back of their heads...

These changes seemed unfelt by the adventurers.

But in their ears, murmuring voices began to resound, forming some Guidance that was disbanding their fairly solid Defence formation.

Each individual started moving towards different areas.

Leading the way was Sandra.

Following her "instinct" from within her mind, she quickened her steps and arrived in front of a very special Oil Painting.

The Painting depicted a mountain of Gold Coins, antiques, and Curios. Even though they were distorted, as if wantonly smeared with Oil Paint, the Golden Light was still shedding through the painting.

Sandra’s "Guide" came up with a weird smile and effortlessly opened the portal.

"Sigh"

When the ancient, copper-rusted gate thunderously swung open, there appeared a nest shimmering with golden light, and the mountain of treasure from the painting became reality.

Without anyone noticing, Sandra’s exposed skin, one by one, sprouted blackish-green dragon scales marked by signs of corrosion, proliferating madly. She, shrouded in the radiant glow of the treasure, stepped into the room, murmuring to herself:

"These are mine... all mine."

As her figure completely vanished into the room, Tang Qi’s expression changed abruptly.

In that final burst of radiance, Sandra was gone, replaced by... a rotting mother dragon.

Tang Qi turned his head sharply, casting his gaze toward the others.

The female adventurer closest to him had an ordinary appearance and was somewhat plump, her ten chubby fingers adorned with colorful gemstone rings. At this moment, her face wore an expression of bliss, completely engrossed.

Drool was dripping from the corners of her mouth.

And her "guide" through this corridor was a handsome young man, immaculately dressed in fitted noble attire, perfectly guiding her with poise and a smile towards an extremely beautiful oil painting.

The subject of the painting was a spectacular royal palace, with the most eye-catching part being the noble girls in the center. Their features were vague, but their garments and accessories were extremely exquisite, emitting a dazzling radiance.

Just like Sandra’s murmur as she walked by, this seemingly unremarkable female adventurer seemed to be trapped in her own fantasy and unable to extricate herself. She moved her feet, her eyes bloodshot, whispering with arrogance and inferiority, "I should have these; I deserve these."

Beside her, her guide leaned in close, whispering in her ear, "Yes, you deserve them; they are all yours."

The ancient gate, along with the radiance from the painting, thunderously swung open.

The female adventurer finally stepped in, and a clear "Mutated" process unfolded before Tang Qi’s eyes.

The plump female adventurer’s already greasy skin suddenly sprouted a plethora of slime; a mossy green aura enveloped her body in an instant, causing her flesh to swell. Her clothes were torn open, revealing a back full of densely packed pores filled with transparent "eggs."

Her hands and feet transformed into the structure of a frog’s.

And her face suddenly stretched out, her blood-red eyes slowly turning a pale yellow, moving unfettered as a slimy, slippery tongue shot out, reaching for the splendid robes, gemstones sparkling with light, and exquisite ornaments in front of her...

Tang Qi’s brow twitched as he turned to look at the most noticeable adventurer in the crowd, a man nearly three meters tall, suspected to possess some sort of Giant Bloodline.

But at that very moment, the big man was shrinking, his burly, formidable body gradually withering into that of a Dwarf. His face, full of horizontal flesh, became increasingly unsightly and decrepit. In the depths of his mind whispered a continuous, hoarse murmur.

A strong impulse led him under a painting of a beauty.

The distorted oil paint made it impossible to discern whether it depicted a beauty or something else.

Beside the Mutated giant adventurer was a petite and exquisite guide, walking up with a seductive smile, and opening the gate.

The warm, brilliant Radiance illuminated the increasingly ugly adventurer.

Tang Qi’s brows twitched again, and in that instant, instead of the giant adventurer, he saw a dwarf elder adorned with a golden cloak and a splendid crown, unclothed save for his regal headdress, with drool flowing from his grotesque mouth.

In this moment, Tang Qi and the girl exchanged a glance, their eyes heavy as they looked down the corridor.

Here, the same "Horror" was unfolding in each room.

At the bottom of Tang Qi’s heart, he suddenly recalled the Rat Servant’s taunts.

"This is the way to please that terrible being... Having desires fulfilled, yet unwittingly becoming the ugliest existence."

"And those ordinary people’s Minds are too frail; faced with the temptations here, they probably can’t hold on for more than a few seconds before collapsing, but what about these Transcendents... How much longer can they last?"

As if to confirm the suspicions in Tang Qi’s heart, about fifteen minutes later.

Voices filled with Fear and Anger resonated from each room.

All the Transcendents gradually regained their composure.

When they observed their surroundings and what they had done, they all simultaneously fell into a state of rage.

Given that they were adventurers who came in search of Treasure, none of them were novices. It was clear that they had fallen into an extremely troublesome and terrifying predicament.

"Ah~ You damn thing, what exactly are you? Tell me!" they demanded.

Before the Transcendents could come to their senses, a sudden roar echoed out of nowhere.

In the room with the distorted oil painting, the Transcendent with the giant’s stature had transformed back from an ugly dwarf into his original self.

With one muscular arm, he lifted the petite and exquisite guide, his eyes almost spitting Flames as he interrogated her.

But the guide he was choking still had that bizarre smile on her face.

In fact, she made a mischievous face at the giant Transcendent, deliberately blinked, then extended her long tongue, tilted her head, and in a "pop" sound, her head aggressively rolled off her lovely neck.

It landed precisely on a bed of thorny vines, where a beauty who had just awakened saw the scene in perfect accordance with the "script"—she bent her hands and screamed piercingly through the corridor.

At this moment, Tang Qi and the girl, along with all the Transcendents.

They all felt that the corridor, this eerie hallway, was filled with an absurd, Maddening atmosphere.

The distortion did not only affect their flesh but also... their souls.