Chapter 217: The Coming of Silence (84): Crimson Arena (Part 2)
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"The Scarlet Moon Arena...is this here?" Laite asked in disbelief.
He rubbed his eyes vigorously. As the extreme dryness came, his eyes could not help but fill with tears due to physiological reasons.
When the tears flowed down his eyes, across his cheeks, lips and chin, until they fell to the ground and disappeared, the vague feeling lingering in his vision dissipated, and everything in front of him suddenly became extremely clear.
The sun hanging high in the sky was like a huge burning orange wheel, covering half of the sky and spreading golden afterglow to everywhere in the space.
The sky outside the orange sun is crimson and chaotic. Laite feels that the tone of this space is similar to the scenes he has encountered in many dreams. Sure enough, the closer he gets to the location of the "Daughter of Tool Yuan"'s divine realm, everything
The unreasonable will gradually become reasonable; all the unusual will become normal; all the fantasy and weirdness will become reality.
Looking at the sun that did not burn his eyes, its golden radiance, and the crimson sky, Laite recalled the dusk moments he had seen in Sokra and Donusk.
It is still the old saying that has been circulated since ancient times: "At dusk, it is neither day nor night, people can be seen and invisible, and things that cannot be encountered can be encountered. When the light disappears and the scarlet color fades, the true long night will become an eternal style.
, the dark and ugly monster will eventually open its eyes, reveal its fangs, and devour the people who do not belong to the night."
Thinking of this, Laiteton felt as cold as falling into an ice cave. He couldn't help shivering in the relatively warm temperature, tilted his head and asked with a smile on his lips, but frowned strangely:
"How... should we get out of here? I remember that I came across a piece of information when I was in Donusk, saying that the deep pool where the 'Vita Water' exists is the passage to the divine realm. It is said... it is said that'
The location of Laputa Underground.”
"Brother Laite." Feng looked straight ahead and asked in solemn language without blinking:
"What if I say I don't know?"
"That's normal." Laite responded, a trace of disappointment flashed in his pure black eyes.
"Well, to be honest, in the past few days, several old friends of the Vampire clan have told me in detail about all the changes that happened this year. In addition to the mysterious 'Diary of the Decider,' there are also the Lost Swamp and the Silent Highlands."
Feng mechanically turned his head to face Laite and continued:
"If I guess correctly, the captain of the 'Lost-03' team is you, brother, but that was you before, not you now."
"What? How...how did you know this???" Laite was shocked and blurted out.
He looked at the young-looking Feng in front of him with a blank look on his face, feeling the ultimate fear.
Hidden under that childish and cute skin is a mysterious soul that cannot be discerned whether it is an enemy or a friend. How many secrets are there in the pale green eyes that look at him?
"The ritual of the Lost Swamp is not a secret, but it is the starting point for several forces to compete for the Silent Highlands." Feng explained:
"So, your information is not a secret among our three major churches. I don't know, and I don't want to know whether you are the so-called apostle of God now. I only care about our cooperation, our common ideals and purposes.
"
That's good...if Feng knew that I was a time traveler, I'm afraid his situation would be very passive.
Laite patted his chest and thought.
He probably doesn't know that I come from the earth, a planet with no magic and only technology industry. I was not an elite in the previous world, nor was I a leader in a certain field. Naturally, I didn't have a mind that surpassed that of ordinary people or a psychological quality like an undercover agent.
There is no firm belief, or some kind of power and mission hidden in the body.
In that world, I was just an ordinary person, a streetwise online writer, a college graduate who failed the postgraduate entrance examination. I had no money and no power in my family. I was just one of the mediocre people with no talent.
But after traveling to this wasteland world, I not only became a member of the escort team valued by the empire, but also possessed a powerful source of red magic, as well as a series of abilities such as "Touch of Dark Mystery" and "Red-faced Hain".
, "Red Kite Tail Shield" and other derived powers.
However, in fact, I am not strong enough yet, and I still haven’t reached the point where I can touch the professional power of [Order]. Order 6 is a weak existence among the lost people of the empire, let alone facing a cardinal like Feng.
.
A common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade!
My own strength is not strong, but I have extraordinary power that is worthy of touching the gods. It is very dangerous in itself. If I lose the sense of mystery associated with the gods and know that I am just an ordinary time traveler, the consequences will be
It's disastrous!
Fortunately, Feng doesn't seem to care about my true identity. However, if Feng asks me about it later, I have to stick to a principle: don't tell all lies and choose to tell the truth.
In other words, it provides a mess of true information without revealing any core information until the wind can be completely trusted.
This must be true for him, for the lost in other churches, or for those who may soon meet the Socratic Council.
Thinking of this, Laite breathed a sigh of relief, patted his beating heart, which was as hot as steel, and said:
"So, we have to go back to the previous question, how do we get out of here?"
"Wait, this is the only thing that can be done now. The environment here now looks like dusk. It is very short-lived and can only last for a quarter of an hour. After waiting for a while, maybe the so-called 'Crescent Moon' will
Appear. At that time, the real enemy...or friend will appear." Feng replied, turning his head back to the front, then raising his head slightly, opening his eyes as hard as he wanted to tear the corners of his eyes open, and continued to look up at the roulette wheel.
Style of the Sun, said:
"'Wheel of Fortune', the sun is so much like the Wheel of Fortune in the Tarot cards, I seem to see the hour hand engraved on it. It symbolizes the formation of all things, symbolizing law, beauty, evil,
Desire and thinking. The formation of all things is not determined by human will, and the development of things is not subject to will. Our destiny is the irresistible 'way of heaven', which is the embodiment of cause and effect reincarnation in Eastern religions."
"Feng, I don't want to focus on philosophical topics now, at least...it won't be too late to talk about it after the war is over. I just want to know what we will encounter next? Will there be a battle? Of course, if there is a battle, I am not afraid.
." Laite clenched his hands into fists, showing his bravery as an empire [soldier].
"It's better to wait." Feng Dandan said:
"I can feel the abnormal fluctuations of the magic source power, but it is unexpectedly chaotic. It is like countless deep-sea monsters with cuckolds and evil eyes wandering around me, staring at me, but I cannot know their origins.
Orientation. In fact, I didn't smell the scent of humans or other lost people. Of course, there can't be any unconscious 'unintentional people' here. We should be the first batch of... people to arrive here."
"So we're lucky?" Laite said excitedly.
"It will also become very unfortunate." Feng said, as if pouring cold water on Laite, "His Majesty the Pope, our leader, told me the day before yesterday that the previous 'Life Sacrifice' team was composed of Level 5 people.
The expedition team composed of elite lost people tried many times to enter the yellow sand and find the divine domain."
"At first, they were very ambitious and vowed to find the gods and let all the lost people break through the big restrictions of sequence 5 and move towards the high-level lost people sequence. But unfortunately, half of the team members were in 'Eternal Night-01', 'Eternal Night-
05' and 'Crying-08' became dull and chaotic after hearing the sobs of women and the melodious singing of Crusted Wind near the grotto. In less than a week, they all cut their chests with knives and took out their own burning
He muttered words like 'curse', 'confusion' and other words in his mouth and committed suicide."
"Where's the other half?" Laite asked curiously.
"They were lucky enough to use their magic power to create a gap in the yellow sand, but unfortunately, just as they were about to step inside, the red wind swept them into the sky. A few days later, they were found in a pond near a Populus euphratica forest in the desert.
Their bodies were destroyed. So, Brother Laite..." Feng said with a worried tone:
"Death is our destined fate, and survival is a fluke given by the gods. But because of wars and conspiracies, we have to move forward. There are sharp blades in front of us and endless fire behind us. We can only find ways to survive."
"This war that the empire named 'The Coming of Silence' is destined to fail for us. If we are lucky enough to survive, I thought about it, Brother Laite, let's go to the north. The Crusad Federation and Japan
The Nirvana Empire has a similar culture, and I heard that even the Lost will be respected there. Besides, I still have many secrets that I need to explore by going to the old sites of the Crusted Empire and the Avantlai Empire."
"Including alien beasts, their 'paradise', 'land of the moon' and so on. When this war is over, no matter the outcome, let's go on the road together." Feng said, with tears in his eyes, he looked at Laite.
"On the road... this word is a bit unlucky. However, the Crusted Federation in the north must pass after all. I also have secrets that need to be explored. Yin Fan 22, the great emperor, and the 'Red-faced Sea'
Yes, including the mystery of the 'Eternal Red Lord'." Laite whispered.
But after looking at Feng, he still smiled and nodded solemnly.
After taking a deep breath of the particularly fresh air that was mixed with the smell of blood in the "Crimson Moon Arena", Laite looked around and observed the environment here.
The rich golden and orange colors around it seemed to have weakened a lot and started to become darker.
Looking from bottom to top, they are surrounded by circles of circular stands made of dilapidated stones.
The stands have ten floors, and there are no seats in the traditional sense of the stadiums that were popular in Western China during the New Yuan Dynasty or the end of the Steam Age. Instead, there are arched door openings.
Laite speculated that if it was the First Era, they would be fighting each other or fighting wild beasts in the center of the arena, and noble spectators would stand next to the doorway, leaning on the handrails of the wall to watch the order.
A heart-pounding moment.
The stands form an overall oval-shaped open-air area, and a tall, dim yellow wall is built around the perimeter of the stands, which seems to be used to prevent accidents.
But the place is so dilapidated that it feels like a ruin that cannot be put into use.
The slope structure above the arch to block the sun is also pitted with irregular holes everywhere, giving it no sense of majesty.
But what surprised him was that in the center of the arena, at the edge of the "battle" area for participants to fight, there were 12 towering stone pillars. Under the light of the setting sun, there was a unique sense of majesty among them.
Apart from being stained with old, blackened blood, the towering stone pillars did not have the slightest sense of dilapidation. They were almost a hundred meters high and looked like majestic ancient trees.
They stand like holy knights, preventing the evil in the gladiatorial area from spreading to the stands. Their thick bodies are matched with blood, as if they are wearing heavy and solid armor, guarding and guarding this powerful and passionate place.
Looking carefully, Laite also noticed that each stone pillar was engraved with hieroglyphics that he was not familiar with, as well as patterns carved with strange and complex patterns.
After staring at it for a few seconds, these patterns turned red and emitted a strange brilliance.
Laite felt that in the arena, even the gods were suppressed by the majestic, solid, towering stone pillars, and could only escape from here through a game of pure power.
After observing the sacred, majestic and magnificent environment around him for a long time, Laite suddenly heard the sound of heavy objects falling into the water.
He subconsciously looked towards the ground, and the part originally paved with stone bricks suddenly became extremely clear, as if he were standing on a chaotic lake.
Immediately afterwards, in front of them, a head stuck out from the center of the "battle" area surrounded by stone pillars. One of its eyes was red and the other was emitting green light. The hair was thick and dark, and it was wriggling like maggots.
With.
Its face was dull, but four flesh-colored tentacles, covered with circular depressions, stretched out from its mouth, like craters on the moon.