After sighing full of memories, the undead stretched out his withered palm, looked at it carefully for a while, and then looked into the distance and murmured: "The forgotten ones have long given up on the past. Memories can only cause harm to us. The names of the past have long been forgotten.
You can call me Ranger 1314."
Have you really forgotten?
Looking at the undead souls in front of him who were mired in memories and unable to extricate themselves, Dongchen did not pursue them too much. Just as it said, the past can only cause harm to the forgotten ones.
They can never go back to the past.
"1,1314, listening to your name, it seems that there are other people like you?"
"Yes." The undead looked back from the withered palms, and the soul fire slowly jumped: "The Rangers are a group of sad people. We wander around the city, hoping to find the past. In fact, we all know in our hearts that it is just a dream.
That’s all. I’ve been wandering around the city for three hundred years.”
The strong wind blew the worn cloak, as if telling the story of three hundred years.
"Before me, there were many, many companions who wandered for a longer time, so long that they even forgot themselves, only walking aimlessly... If I hadn't met you this time, maybe I would have met them
Same sinking."
The unstoppable sighs reveal unspeakable sadness.
Dongchen can feel the deep sadness, but he knows that he may not even realize it. Three hundred years is such a long number. It can completely span a person's life, but those who forget it,
It will take three hundred years to pursue the past, or even longer...so long that even I will forget it.
Shaking his head, throwing away this heaviness, reaching into his arms, a faint purple light lit up...
"What's going on with this necklace?" Holding the necklace just sent back by the undead in his hand, Dong Chen looked confused. He didn't understand why a necklace could change 1314, who was eager to drive him and others away, and even used force.
manner.
"You'll find out soon enough."
There was a sinister laugh, the skeleton horse looked up to the sky and neighed, and the skeleton carriage dragged a long tail flame and accelerated forward.
Gradually, a huge shadow appeared in Dongchen's eyes. It was a building complex that was even more shocking than the so-called city symbol, the Efrason Tower. A dilapidated building that exuded endless majesty.
As soon as he closed his eyes and opened the pupils of his soul, Dongchen's eyes were filled with endless death energy, that dark, substantial death energy.
The City of the Dead has arrived.
"It's so desolate." Anne murmured in surprise, expressing everyone's feelings.
Collapsed corridors, broken domes, and dusty floors. All of these, combined, depict a majestic historical tragedy.
The carriage stopped in the square. The fountain that was missing half of its body didn't even have a drop of water, and the gutter exposed on both sides was constantly flowing with green liquid.
You don’t need much of that miserable green color, just one look at it will make you feel sick to your stomach for a long time.
Especially the peculiar smell that comes out when the bubbles burst, that kind of rotten, sour, and strange smell that is like a corpse that has been dead for an unknown period of time. It makes people feel itchy in the throat and sour in the stomach.
"Follow me!" He leaned forward and slid down, 1314 took the lead and walked inside.
The clattering sound of bones hitting the ground echoed around, making those who heard it feel terrified.
Following closely in the footsteps of 1314, Dongchen noticed that the surrounding houses were all empty, which made Dongchen wonder, where would 1314 take them?
Walking through the corridors and alleys, they occasionally stepped over some collapsed buildings. After jumping over a half-dome blocking the road, Dongchen and others' eyes lit up.
"Follow me closely."
After solemnly tidying up the tattered cloak, 1314 turned around and gave a gentle gesture before walking forward slowly.
His body was slightly bowed, and you could clearly feel the respect.
From his trembling steps from time to time, you can clearly feel his suppressed excitement.
Why...why did he show such a posture?
There was no doubt that 1314 would play any tricks. Because the brief confrontation just now made Dong Chen understand that they were not qualified to challenge these dead people here.
The dome with a big hole in it shone with misty light, illuminating the dusty surroundings, giving it a strange hazy feel.
Several King Kongs with wide nostrils couldn't help but sneeze a few times.
The huge yawning sound shook the surrounding area even more, and it spread far away and then came back, giving people a fatally weird feeling.
Bergobald glared at them not as she expected, but in the end he had five raised middle fingers. He deserved it, because he was the first to use this action, and he was the first to show off and explain it.
"You'd better keep quiet."
It was a plain, low hoarse voice, without any force, but neither Bergobold nor the gang of King Kong dared to make a fuss.
The team moved forward slowly, and the muffled sound of tom sounded as the footsteps stepped on the stone slabs. Bergobold's heart moved, is it empty down there?
Curiously, he walked to the side, looked down, and ran back with a gray face.
"What's down there?" Avril's curiosity is enough to kill a group of cats.
"It's the same as the stuff in the sewer." Bergobold said disgustingly, and immediately closed his mouth because he was afraid of vomiting.
After listening to his explanation, except for a few people, the faces of the entire team turned pale and green.
With an unstoppable feeling of nausea, they unknowingly walked through a rotunda again. Stepping on the huge star-shaped patterns on the ground, the group stepped onto a long ramp.
The slowly downward slope had no end in sight. Dongchen glanced at 1314 and thought about it without saying anything.
The crowd followed silently, and time flew by.
The scene that appeared in front of everyone at the end of the ramp was beyond everyone's expectations. Although the bored people had fantasized about the following scene more than once before coming down, no one expected it to be like this.
The underground palace, full of ancient atmosphere, is like the residence of gods in myths and legends.
On both sides of the grand hall that extends all the way into the darkness, every few dozen steps, there are two rows of oil lamps. The columns, which are more than ten feet high, are illuminated clearly. Each round pillar surrounded by five people is carefully carved with various ornaments and decorations.
Patterns, walking along the way. Dongchen can clearly feel the vicissitudes of history and the hesitation of the forgotten from these comic strips.
The nearest end of the road is a white marble wall, on which a very majestic woman is depicted in relief. She stands there quietly, with long hair flowing, eyebrows slightly raised, and sharp eyes that seem to see through
The picture directly touches people's hearts. She is very beautiful, not in the ordinary sense of beauty, but a beauty that shocks people's hearts. Her beauty cannot be blasphemed or looked at. In front of her, everyone should lower their noble head and keep their head.
Respect.
1314 Put your hands around your chest and stand there for a long time.
No one bothers it.
Even the most heroic and courageous King Kong rarely bowed down to pay his respects to this woman.
Dong Chen was the only one who did not salute. He stared at the woman on the relief, and his eyes rested on the woman's back for a long time, revealing a corner of her body. Dong Chen had a strong premonition that something would happen between him and this woman.