A scroll of spell construction unrolls on the ground.
On one side is the [Skull of the Old God], and on the other side are three pictures that slowly emerge.
The remaining remains of the old god are under the ice, among the rocks, and at the bottom of a swamp.
Noland led the mage group to dig out these remains very quickly, and after simple cleaning, they were presented in front of Lu Yao.
The bones have all turned into fossils, and their shapes are a bit weird: a twisted skeletal arm, a body connected to the chest, and a strong complete leg bone.
These remains are wrapped in some kind of dense fiber, like hair growing on the bones.
Unlike skulls and dreams, [Old God Arms], [Old God Ribs] and [Old God Legs] have no special abilities.
The descriptions are all consistent: the unidentified remains of an old god.
[Curse of True Sight] also cannot obtain additional information, and it is still impossible to determine the identity of this old god.
The wise insect was a little surprised when he saw it: "This... this is a spell left by a feathered man."
Lu Yao asked him to explain clearly.
"Lord God, there is a curse left on the remains of the old god. Only the curse clan and curse insects can immediately identify it."
The red panda looked nervous: "Yu Ren is the name within the Curse Clan. They are powerful beings after the Curse Clan has completed their transformation. They not only have superb wisdom, but also have terrifying power that far exceeds that of ordinary Curses. Only Yu Ren
Only in this way can the spell be used and displayed so that the curse clan and the curse insects cannot disobey it.”
According to the description of the wise insect.
There is a clear class division within the curse insects.
The most common and numerous ones are the insects without intelligence. No matter how powerful this group is, they still have the lowest status in the clan. They are either reduced to beasts and monsters, or they can only serve as soldiers.
The Cursed Clan have wisdom, and because they can control instinct and wildness, they can do far more than the Cursed Insect stage. This class controls a huge number of beast-turned Cursed Insects, and the difference between the two is like a human and a gorilla.
The Yumen rule the Cursed Clan.
They completely transformed from curse insects into another form. Although different feathered people have different shapes, they all have feather wings, which is a characteristic of their appearance.
Each Yumen has a unique spell, which is also a direct expression of their privileges.
Once the spell is marked, it represents the Yuren's will. If the surrounding curses and cursed insects violate the spell, they will be noticed by the Yuren and then executed by them.
This is like some kind of solemn law and royal authority. Within the area radiated by the Feathered Curse, the curse clan and curse insects must not disobey it.
"Although I have never seen the Yuren, I was already in the abyss when I enlightened my wisdom...but these fears and memories of the Yuren are engraved in my body, and every curse clan and curse insect is born with it."
The wise insect identified the corpse: "The order issued by the curse is——"
"'No destruction'."
Lu Yao frowned upon hearing this.
The situation seems to be getting more and more complicated.
This nameless old god is actually related to the Feathered Man at the top of the Cursed Clan's pyramid, and his identity is even more difficult to figure out.
You have to go into the dreamland and take a look.
…
Lu Yao looked at the front.
There was a dense pink fog floating two meters in front of him. It was like some kind of special phenomenon, with bright lights flashing from time to time inside the fog.
Lu Yao stared at [Old God Remnant Dream], but was unable to obtain any more information, nor did he trigger other options or mechanisms.
It looks like a dream.
Lu Yao closed his eyes and switched to split screen, returned to the hut, and double-clicked on the computer screen.
emulator display.
[Sorry, you cannot enter the Dream of Old Gods in this way.]
In other words, if you want to enter the dreamland, you have to come to the virtual universe to have actual contact.
Lu Yao raised his hand and carefully touched the mist.
【Are you sure you want to enter the residual dream of the old gods? 】
[Once you enter, many props will be unusable, but the threat of death is real. Please be prepared before entering. 】
Lu Yao walked into the fog.
Stepping inside, he found himself in a strange environment. This place was different from the outside world. It was like a reflection in the water, slowly changing and distorting.
Lu Yao noticed that there were graves all around and ghouls could be seen wandering aimlessly.
This is... the first level of the abyss?
A voice came from the rear left.
"I hope there will be a good result today. It's a pity that you can't go. I'll try to keep the map over there in my mind and summarize it with you when I get back. Wish me good luck, cartographer."
"Those bugs are dangerous and I don't think it's a good idea."
It sounds like a person talking to himself.
Lu Yao turned around and looked.
There is a weird-looking backpacker standing on the left.
He has only one arm and one leg, and walks briskly.
This man's face was vague, and all he could see was a pair of absent-minded eyes. He wore a wide-brimmed straw hat on his head and carried a tattered backpack.
The backpacker has one hand and one foot but is very flexible. He can transform and adjust to any extent, and his joints are as soft as dough. So much so that this physiological structure, which does not seem to be easy to balance, shows a light and dexterous jumping posture.
.
He brought a white mouse with him. The white mouse was sniffing around on the ground and moving very quickly.
What's weird is that the backpackers call the mice cartographers. Although one person and one mouse have different tones, they have exactly the same voice.
Lu Yao followed them and walked forward.
Neither humans nor rats noticed his existence at all.
Lu Yao made a preliminary guess in his mind.
Judging from the wreckage, the Old God must be this backpacker.
In the residual dream of the old god, the curse of true vision cannot identify the people and rats here, as if they do not exist at all.
The props really failed.
Fortunately, the Yellow Turban Warriors were not affected.
As we walked farther and farther into the abyss, the cartographer's pace became slower and slower.
"Do you really want to go to the other side? You will be alone there." The mouse was very worried.
"Haven't you already made up your mind before coming?" the old god said, "If you can't cross that hole and enter the other side of the world, you won't be able to determine all of this. A long time ago, I have always wanted to go there and take that side.
Write down what you see and hear and tell those who come after you.”
The mouse said: "Are you really sure? That is the world of insects..."
"No, it's not the world of insects. Over there is the other side of this world. Cartographer, the void in our eyes is actually the soil where they live, but the void worlds we live in are, in their eyes,
One by one, the holes are constantly expanding..."
The old god waved his arms and said excitedly: "The so-called curse insects are just a collective name for the life groups living on the back side of the world. They are actually no different from us. In our eyes, they are insects, but from the perspective of the curse clan, we are
It’s also a moving disaster.”
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"This is like the most basic land and ocean. They together form a basic world. When we stand on land and see the fins exposed in the sea, we will think that it is a kind of monster, but only by entering the sea
, only then can we see their true appearance and know their environment.”
"Both of us are trying to enter each other's world and eliminate the so-called disaster, which has resulted in the current scene of constant war between curse insects and various divine beings."
"This can be stopped, as long as there is a godhead who can truly complete the journey inside and outside the virtual universe, draw a complete map, and officially announce this matter to the public!"
The old god announced: "Ignorance is the greatest harm. We must take this step. The tombs here are filled with pioneers who have come forward one after another. I am not alone."
"Forget it. Most of the guys who died here came to hunt curse insects and were killed. What kind of pioneers are they? They are just risky gamblers." The white mouse sneered.
At this moment, sounds like rocks breaking were heard from all directions.
Huge figures appeared in the darkness. They had different shapes, but there were about thirty of them, silently and quickly moving towards the old god.
What's strange is that these monster-like curse insects rushed towards Lu Yao when they got closer.
Although Lu Yao was confused, he was not afraid.
In the abyss, Yellow Turban Lux Unit 1 is a complete body, with a level of 1.99, a health bar of 800,000, damage of nearly 1,000, an iron wall, and comes with [Advanced Immunity].
The opponents are just a group of bugs whose level is less than 100.
Lu Yao fisted his fists and walked towards the swarm of insects.
…
After smashing the cursed insects to pieces, Lu Yao was still a little unsatisfied. The feeling of punching to the flesh was really comfortable, and it was completely different from the feeling of operating from a distance on a computer.
Since the panel is strong enough, he only needs to catch whoever he wants and beat him.
Unfortunately, the fierce battle only lasted for more than half an hour, and the curse insects suddenly disappeared.
Lu Yao estimated that this should correspond to the old god's personal experience. Maybe the first and last worms were stuck at this level and could not withstand the group attack of the cursed worms.
A ray of light lit up in the darkness in the distance.
A white human figure slowly flew out from inside. It was shaped like a stream of light, but it had six feather wings. There were clusters of blue spiral light patterns on the wings. Looking directly at it for a long time would cause dizziness.
At this time, the old god suddenly became exhausted, and it said: "Amel, is this your way of hospitality? Are you going to kill me?"
The voice of the feathered man in the light sounded distant and near.
"come on."
The whole dream scene suddenly freezes.
What's even weirder is that the person in the light can still move. It slowly turns around and faces Lu Yao.