The huge stone gate was empty, and even the wounded were missing.

"Lieutenant, where are they?" Luo An asked uneasily, but there was no echo in the communication channel. I don't know when the lieutenant's contact with him was interrupted.

Losing his positioning and contact support, Luo An became uneasy again. However, Shaye's singing just now gave him great encouragement. He cheered up and searched for traces near the stone gate.

Soon, he found that the stone door had opened a gap, which was not before. Judging from the weight of the door, this newly opened gap could not be opened by a few people with bare hands. The crack in the door was pure darkness, so dark that it could almost be touched by hands. There was a suspicious howling in the darkness, and a distant sound was vaguely heard from the unknown depths under his feet. Although the sound seemed to be the resonance of the raging wind on the top of the mountain, Luo An still outlined a terrifying giant beast in his mind that was squirming with its huge body, dripping with saliva, dragging heavy steps in the prison that imprisoned it for countless epochs.

He tripped after walking two steps inside. Here was a huge step dozens of meters wide leading to the bottom. A man lay on the stone steps, curled up in a ball. Luo An went forward to check and found that it was the escaped engineer Colin. The engineer was already cold and his face was extremely distorted due to fear.

Luo An subconsciously exclaimed outside the door: "Doctor, come and see him!"

Sayya stood outside the crack in the door and looked inside, hugging his arms and shook his head: "It's too narrow, I don't want it."

Narrow? I can even enter, oh... Luo An hurriedly moved his eyes away from the tall lines on the girl's chest. Since that's the case, he tried hard to drag the engineer out of the crack and walked down the stairs to see if there were any traces of others.

It is as clean as recently as it has been cleaned, without cracking or collapse. Walking in this ancient and silent ruin, people can't help but have many thoughts and feelings. The downward steps hang high in the air, and the darkness below is shockingly ancient and grand and reminds people of the desolation of death, which is enough to crush a person with a sensitive mind. Every step Luo An takes, he sighs in his heart the power and mystery of Yifan Builders.

He wanted to retreat more than once, but every time he looked back, he saw Shay watching her outside the door. Every time, as long as he saw her beautiful eyes like a dusk star, Luo An would muster up the courage to continue to go deep into the darkness.

I must bring everyone back, and I can't throw them here, so everyone counts on me... Luo An thought so, and finally came to the bottom of the steps. Looking back, he could no longer recognize the outline of the stone gate from the darkness, and the other end of the stairs had disappeared into the darkness.

Here he saw a huge altar surrounded by preserved murals.

There were many fallen people on the altar, not only the wounded people I met before, but also those I had never seen before. They stripped their protective suits like slaughtered chickens and ducks, emitting blood, and the bodies posed twisted paintings on the ground.

Archaeology professor Mr. Campbell kneeled in the bloody painting and let out a heart-wrenching shout:

“I saw the darkness, I saw the annihilation.

“He is the Supreme One who despises the ancient times of time and subverts all matter and rules.

“He became true by description, His coming was unstoppable,

"He will come in the end!"

The professor lost his right hand and left leg, and the cross section of his limb was cut open by some amazing tool, reminding Luo An of the frog he had dissected while he was reading.

This elusive and weird scene formed a desperate chaos. Luo An immediately turned around and fled to the steps, and bumped head-on with a running person.

"Ah--!" The person who was hit screamed, which scared Luo An again. When he recovered, he found that the reporter Miss Rockwell was holding the camera in a deranged state and dancing.

It took Luoan a little time to hear her murmurs clearly.

The reporter's lady shouted and cried, and she was hoarse: "Woooooooo, it's too late, I really regret it. I shouldn't have come. Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Wait, calm down, what happened!?"

"The huge nightmare pieces of flesh and tentacles, the wriggling body emitted a foul smell, wriggling forward and flowing..." The reporter's lady was obviously scared by something. She raised the camera and showed Luo An the screen. "Ten thousand pus-like eyes formed and decomposed on its surface, filling the entire tunnel, blocking the way, and we can't escape! But, now, maybe there is still a chance to hide, so don't let that thing discover us."

Monster?! Luo An raised his heart nervously and immediately checked the footage recorded by the reporter's camera.

At the beginning of the picture, a figure walked down the steps in the distance, looking like Luo An himself. The reporter's lady was running wildly from another direction with the camera, then passed by the steps behind Luo An and ran towards the crack of the stone door above.

When she was about to reach the crack in the door, Saya appeared in the camera. She looked out of the gap, and her bright smile rose a pure morning light in the dark ground.

It's really beautiful...

Luo An couldn't bear to move his eyes away from the screen, and planned to wait for the lieutenant to arrive with the rescue team. After everyone escaped, they must find an opportunity to invite Miss Saya out. Well, such a big thing happened to the scientific research base, so the next work will be suspended for a while...

"You, you..." The reporter's voice became even more heartbreaking, trembling and fearful.

"What?" Luo An turned the camera over in confusion and pointed to the screen and asked, "Calm down, you must have hallucinated by the darkness and the peculiar geometric structures of these buildings."

The reporter's lady stopped crying immediately. She stared at Luo An with wide eyes, her eyes both chaotic and crazy.

"Stay away from me!" The reporter screamed and ran away. In a panic, she fell on the flat ground.

Luo An, who was confused, hurried up to support her. Suddenly, another figure jumped out of the darkness.

This man was a chef who had been working together not long ago. He found a bone-clearing knife from somewhere and rushed over to chop off Luo An. He cut open Luo An's gloves and the back of his right hand with one knife, leaving a deep hole.

This madman! Luo An, who was suddenly attacked, punched the chef and knocked him to the ground. The equally crazy reporter lady pulled the chef up and took him to escape to the dark corner.

What happened...what exactly happened, letting their rationality go to ashes, falling into the abyss of madness and pain.

After being a little injured and being shocked by the crazy behavior of the two, Luo An was confused and prepared to leave here. Even if others were crazy, he felt that he had to stick to his rationality and principles. So he walked over and helped the seriously injured professor, wanting to take him with him.

"No, don't touch me!" the professor shouted, "Don't disturb my research."

“What to study?”

"All this!" said the professor ecstatically, "Did you see it? This is the history of the ancients. As early as when our world was young, they came here from the stars, leaving behind great miracles that enlightened our wisdom. Even if it was just to obtain sporadic information from it, it would benefit me endlessly."

As he said that, the professor grabbed Luo An's hand and said, "There is an extremely precious stone slab in front of me. I successfully started it, you go and take it for me."

"What does that stone slab do?" Luo An asked.

"What to do?" The professor's face was full of desire, "It can fulfill your wish!"

Luo An walked forward as the professor said. Under the huge mural, he found a stone slab with patterns and strange words. When he reached out to get it, blood flowed out of the wound on the back of his hand and dripped on the stone slab. The magnificent mural carved on the tall stone walls around him suddenly seemed to be alive, completely and clearly presented in his mind.

Living creatures that have never seen before emit flames and storms, act as fast as lightning, and some can even be eliminated invisibly. They interfere with the world through an energy sourced from consciousness and soul, and can release shields without using machinery, or cross hills.

Their energy varies in size, and the ranks are from low to high, showing a complex network of trees. At the apex are ethereal and illusory gods. Luo An thought that these lives must be ancients and the builders of this ruins.

According to the records of the murals, the developed intelligence and spiritual power of the ancients allowed them to transcend the constraints of the flesh and explore in a plane of consciousness. As time goes by, their territory continues to expand and their desires become difficult to satisfy.

Finally, they discovered a powerful existence. He occupied a large area of ​​the plane of consciousness, which was different from what the ancients had encountered, and his power was far greater than others...and it was even older.

At first, this powerful being did not notice the ancient. He may be sleeping, or it may be that the ancient being was not enough to attract His attention.

However, as the mural narrative develops, Luo An sees something different.

The great existence that has been generous and generous has awakened. Over the long years, the ancients have benefited from the infinite energy he has given. Now, the time has come to pay the price.

The ancients believed that this price was something they could bear, or could find a way to avoid it. However, like a hunter, He had already extended his tentacles into the end of the ancient world in the past. He understood the most subtle corners of the ancient world.

The price will eventually be paid.

The price paid by the ancients was almost everything they had. Whether it was the powerful master star or the prosperous colony, it disappeared in an instant. The powerful army of the ancients' powerful psychics was destroyed, and they were swallowed without even getting the opportunity to bow down and surrender.

The existence that took everything began to take shape in the material plane. He was stronger than in the past and was rampant among the stars; His spiritual body was silent again, waiting for accidental prey like the past.

The civilization of the ancients disappeared. A small number of survivors shivered on the verge of destruction. They abandoned their bodies, changed their ways of existence, and hid in spiritual forms without entities.

They left behind their servants, some kind of creature, strange composition and expression that made Loan unable to see their shapes, only knowing that these servants recorded the existence of the ancients and waited for the right time to awaken the wandering survivors.

...

When Halandil woke up, he found himself lying in a place he had passed away. It was like a palace in the forest, with a fresh and natural atmosphere, and you could see a waterfall flowing down from the window.

When he found that he woke up, the attendant who was taking care of him immediately left and hurried out to report.

Lost, loneliness and loneliness surrounded Halandir. He wanted to go back to his dream immediately and continue his memory. More importantly, he wanted to meet Saya again.

He had a feeling that they were destined to be together, shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand, whether in the past or future. He could not explain this feeling. At the same time, his intuition told him that the slabs hidden the secret of the world. As long as you find it again, you can see Shaya again.

At this time, Melrose unexpectedly appeared:

“It is so gratifying to see you wake up. After Pilottis disappeared, you are the only clue. The hidden secrets hidden in the earth are fleeing their nests, and His believers are increasing every moment. The more we know about Him, the closer He is to our world.

“When He finally comes to this world, he will demand an amazing price from us.”

"?"

Halandil looked at the elf inexplicably. At the same time, the image of the investigator lady actually coincided with Saya, which made him throbbed.

"It seems that you are still confused, well, this is inevitable. Even I am shocked by the secrets hidden in you. Next, a big man will deal with your confusion in person," Melrose said to himself, "Congratulations, my half-elves friend. You have been separated from the fate of cannon fodder. What you do depends on you. Good luck."

"Slowly! Where is Pilottis?" Halandier shouted hurriedly.

"I want to know this question too," replied Melros. "And, which Pilottis are you asking? The one before or the one after?"

This question stunned Halandil: "What will happen next?"

"Next, um..." Melrose thought for a while,
Chapter completed!