This smell has a narcotic effect, which is pleasant to the body and mind under most circumstances, but it is obviously fatal in such a dangerous space.
Any dulling or paralyzing substance is the enemy of risk.
The smell definitely has some psychoactive effect - perhaps a weapon in its own right.
"The air here is very strange. I don't know what's in it. Maybe it's some kind of poisonous gas, which makes me a little dizzy."
Rozim glanced at Sinlata and found that he seemed not to be affected by these things at all.
After calming down, he brought his attention back to his eyes.
"Boss, did you hear the noise?"
Hearing Karen's words, Rozim was stunned for a while, and then put his ear behind the iron door.
"It seems like he's talking, but I can't hear what he's saying."
A faint murmur echoed softly behind the door. It was not noticeable at first, but the volume was undeniably increasing.
Rozim couldn't tell when the sound sounded. It might be that he was distracted while talking to Sinlata, or it might be that some substance in the air here has the effect of paralyzing the senses - more likely, two
Both are available.
No matter what, there is definitely something going on there.
He remained motionless and listened attentively, all the skills he had cultivated in the past were activated at this moment.
The echoes overlapped in layers in the tunnel, messy and distorted - there was definitely more than one sound source, although I couldn't hear the specific number.
"There are at least a dozen on the opposite side."
After listening for a while, Rozim came to a conclusion and decided to make more mistakes in this aspect of pessimism. After all, any pessimistic error in judgment can be regarded as an encouragement to people.
However, the current situation is really difficult to determine, because there are unusual regularities in the sounds heard, and in theory, when a large number of people gather in a small space, there should be chaotic and intermittent sounds.
But the echo sounded very soothing, like gentle waves on the beach.
"Kelen, try to get it out of the way without making any noise."
Karen thought for a while, then took out four devices and started installing them on the door.
Others are waiting behind.
Then, those devices began to emit sparks. Rozim initially thought they were conventional hot-melt door-breaking devices, which were commonly used by the Astartes and were mainly used to destroy solid hatches.
But when he saw Karen lying on the ground, he realized that things were not that simple——
"Fuck you-"
boom--------!
With a loud noise, Rozim flew directly up, then slid in the air for more than ten meters, and finally hit the ground heavily.
The other two reacted faster and fell to the ground when the flash of light flashed.
"Kelen, you lose money!"
When Rozim got up from the ground, he felt that all the bones in his body were shaking. If he hadn't been wearing thicker clothes and his body was stronger than ordinary people, this move would have killed half of his life.
"I told you to find a quieter place. Even the people on the track heard it!"
"Boss, this is the least movable of all my things."
Karen also looked aggrieved, and then he looked at the door. There was already a gap there, like an ugly mouth.
"Then you should remind me! I almost blew you up!"
Rozim walked to the breach, bent down and looked inside, and found a bright avenue paved with bricks, just like the corridors of a palace, but there was no one there.
"Go in and have a look."
Rozim got in first, followed by Karen.
But as he learned more about the surrounding situation, his body became colder.
The rock crevice they walked into at the beginning was undoubtedly naturally formed. Its passages and walls were rough and there were no traces of artificial carvings.
But now, the pitted ground and uneven rock walls have all disappeared. Through his boots, he can clearly feel the regular ups and downs, which are very smooth to the touch. There are many words on the smooth stone walls that he cannot understand.
Such an environment is absolutely inseparable from the shaping of nature, but whether it was created through a long period of manpower or created by some more evil subspace power is unknown.
"What kind of writing is this? It's a bit like High Gothic, but not exactly the same."
Rozim observed the writing on the wall, but could not get any thoughts, and Hank Evans was simply semi-literate.
At this time, he noticed that Xinlata was also looking up at the wall silently.
His instinct told him that this guy knew something.
"You can understand?"
Rozim asked tentatively, but the other party shook his head slightly.
"don't know."
"But I see you are very focused."
"A guess."
"What?"
"There was a period in human history called the Old Night. During this period, due to the barrier of subspace, human colonies were divided into independent parts and began to develop independently in the darkness. Many human colonies developed independent languages.
, but their basic structure is basically still from the ancient language of Terra, and they have the same ancestor as High Gothic."
"You mean..."
"This is probably a relic of a human colony in the Old Night Era."
Saying that, Xinlata lowered her head and murmured to herself:
"The history of Pai Shang is more complicated than imagined."
"Such an exaggeration..."
Rozim has also heard of these statements. Occasionally when he is bored, he will go to the chapter archives to read books. Due to his special status, Soshyan gave him the privilege of entering and exiting the Space Marine premises.
"It seems we came right. This kind of ancient ruins must have a lot of heritage. The Mechanicus people really like this kind of thing. We will definitely make a lot of money!",
But at this time, Hank Evans poured cold water on him at an inappropriate time.
"Boss, this has been discovered by the Black Legion a long time ago. I'm afraid it's nothing -"
"Damn it, you dare to steal my things! Even Abaddon, I dare to beat him!"
"Well--"
Suddenly, Xinlata, who had been facing the wall, turned around and looked at the other end of the passage, where there was a corner.
"We have to hurry."
As he said that, he opened his legs and started running.
"Ah? What are you doing quickly?"
Rozim was stunned for a second, and then followed him.
"Boss, wait for me!"
Then the four of them started running all the way, crossing the intersection and getting into the tunnel.
Only then did Rozim realize that their movements were just covered up by the sound coming from a distance. The sound came and went, rising and falling like the sea. The surrounding rocks seemed to be infused with this sound, gradually invading it.
in mind.
So he quickened his pace, ran to Xinlata, and asked breathlessly.
"You - you just said, hurry up, what did you mean?"
"Something's about to start."
"ah?"
At this time, Xinlata turned her head, looked at Rozim, and took off her sunglasses.
A pair of extremely rare green eyes appeared. Rozim had never seen a person's eyes with this color, a disturbing fluorescent green.
The other party looked at him and said seriously:
"They're going to activate something that's going to kill all life on the planet."