69novels Chapter 45: Destroying Vikner
Chapter 45: Destroying Vikner
"People in this town might know about that house you mentioned, but I'm sorry, I've never heard of it," Eleven shook his head again.
Lucas then remembered that, strictly speaking, Eleven wasn't from Hawkins town; she had simply been brought to this underground laboratory after birth.
The other person's childhood consisted only of cold experimental chambers, white corridors, and endless training.
The old house in Creel is not in the town center, but in a deserted suburb next to a deep forest. It is old and abandoned, and has been neglected for decades. Few young people know about it, and only a few older residents in the town remember the existence of this haunted house.
The Reverse World is desolate and lifeless, the entire world shrouded in a thick gray fog. Without a target, finding the old mansion of Creel in this place is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Of course, this applies to ordinary people.
"Buzz!"
Lucas immediately activated [Divine Insight].
In his eyes, everything changed. The hazy fog was forcibly stripped away, and the world returned to its most primordial state. The next moment, the macroscopic world began to shrink.
Five minutes later.
"Found it." Lucas's lips curled into a slight smile.
The inverted world is not an infinitely large world.
This is merely a passage from the abyss to the real world.
It's roughly equivalent to the size of Hawkins town plus the surrounding suburbs, a closed space.
Of course, this is big enough for an ordinary person, but for Lucas, who has super vision and can see clearly into the distance of more than ten miles, this space seems particularly small. He can get a general overview of the whole scene after just a few glances.
Furthermore, the dim environment here offers no escape from the [Divine Insight].
"How's your physical strength?" Lucas turned his gaze to Eleven beside him and suddenly asked.
"What?" Eleven's expression froze slightly, completely not understanding what the other person meant by those words.
"The place I need to go is a bit far, you'd better use your telekinesis to create a barrier around your body."
Eleven frowned, and just as she was about to respond, she suddenly felt a tremendous force lift her onto her shoulder.
Then, to her astonishment...
Everything around them instantly lost its original form.
The withered trees on both sides, the ground covered with black vines, and the gray, barren slopes all turned into blurry, dark streaks of light, rapidly retreating, pulling, and dissipating behind them.
Those incredibly resilient black vines blocking the way burst open like tofu.
A fierce wind howled, and the turbid air currents from the opposite world rushed towards me like a hammer blow.
She immediately understood what Lucas meant.
Although it's completely incomprehensible why humans can reach such speeds, now is clearly not the time to think about that.
She instinctively manipulated her telekinesis to create a transparent barrier around her body.
The burning, murky feeling in my lungs finally subsided.
After half an hour.
During the eleventh day, I could clearly feel that the speed had slowed down.
Before I could react, I felt myself being thrown off my shoulder and landing heavily on the ground.
"hiss."
Although the ground wasn't hard, she still couldn't help but gasp.
Tell her before you throw it away.
Rubbing his shoulders, Eleven slowly got up from the ground, but his gaze was immediately drawn to a gloomy, dilapidated old house in front of him, which was very much in the Victorian style.
The entire building stands deep within the thick, persistent gray fog, its Gothic spires crooked and twisted, its dark exterior walls covered with writhing, pulsating black vines, like eerie veins covering the body.
Just looking at the building gave her a chilling feeling, as if malice was emanating from it.
This feeling was something even the Demon King had never given her.
"This is the old mansion in Creel you were talking about?" Eleven looked at Lucas in surprise, only to find that there was no one around.
The other party had already reached the door.
"Squeak..."
Amidst the howling wind, Lucas pushed open the rotten and warped solid wood door.
The dry, scraping sound of the wooden door suddenly pierced the deathly silence.
Countless old and retro clocks are scattered throughout the hall, along the corridors, and in the dark corners.
All the clock faces were covered in dust and cracked, the glass shattered and fell off, all frozen at the same moment.
Just then.
Swish!Swish!Swish!
The deathly silence was suddenly shattered.
From the cracks in the walls, ceiling, and floor inside the house, countless thick, black vines suddenly sprang up, like venomous snakes that had been lying in wait for a long time, densely packed and overwhelmingly attacking.
These mutated black vines, rooted in the Reverse World, are as tough as steel. Their surfaces are covered with sticky slime and sharp barbs, making a sharp, piercing sound as they lock onto Lucas's limbs, torso, and head, attempting to instantly bind and strangle the intruder.
Eleven's pupils constricted sharply, and he instinctively tried to activate his mental power for defense.
Lucas, however, seemed to pay no attention to the vines.
He didn't even dodge to the side.
He simply raised his hand casually, slapping away the oncoming vine shadows.
boom! !
There was no exaggerated roar, only a dull, heavy bang.
It took less than ten seconds.
All the black vines that reached out were destroyed.
Eleven stared wide-eyed, speechless with shock.
If it were her, using telekinesis to deal with these vines would likely exhaust her body.
It's hard to imagine that someone could break these vines with just their bare hands.
Of course, compared to the speed at which the other person was running, this seems more normal...
Before Eleven could even react, to her astonishment, the man who had suddenly appeared and threatened her simply leaped to the third floor.
She paused for three seconds, then hurriedly and carefully climbed up the rotten steps to the third floor.
With the aid of divine insight, Lucas easily discovered the attic at the deepest part of the corridor.
He smashed the door with a single punch.
A emaciated, withered, and deformed corpse immediately came into view.
The other person was suspended in the air, head bowed, eyes tightly closed, and completely motionless.
Behind him were rows of black vines, like blood vessels, connecting the corpse to the old house.
"This is?"
Eleven, panting heavily, finally caught up. As soon as he entered, his gaze was immediately fixed on Viktor's corpse.
The grotesque-looking corpse sent a chill down her spine.
"You can call him Vickner, or 01, or Henry Creel, and of course, there's another name you're familiar with—Peter Badrara…"
"Peter Butler!!!" Upon hearing this name that she once knew so well, Eleven's expression froze instantly.
Lucas remained indifferent, ignoring the disbelief on the other man's face, and walked straight up to him. Without saying a word, he clenched his fist and punched him directly.
The first punch landed.
Vikna's withered body trembled violently, and countless cracks immediately appeared on his body.
In an instant.
All the black vines in the entire old house convulsed and twisted violently at the same time, their bodies trembling and shaking as if they were enduring excruciating pain.
The second punch landed.
The entire reversed world trembled slightly, and the black mist surged and churned violently everywhere.
Simultaneously.
The corpse, whose eyes had been closed, suddenly opened them.
"Outsider, you are destroying everything."
Vikner's consciousness revived from the corpse, emitting a violent and hoarse voice.