Chapter 229: Deep Sorrow (97): The Reappearance of the Mask (Part 2)
"What should we do now? Go to the so-called ruins without making any preparations?" Adaloni asked. Although as a dragon, he has an arrogance in his bones that is superior to mortals, but in fact, starting from
Turns out, his character is quite cautious.
"I know what you are worried about, Adaloni." "Fu Bing" turned around, looked at Adaloni with a smile, patted his shoulder with one hand, and stroked the strong wings with the other.
explained:
"It's the best among the three of us. When I interpreted the information behind the dark magic power through 'Back to the First' just now, I didn't read the existence of danger. "The Dark Book" says: Era Six: Even if the God of Darkness is defeated
Wrapped in darkness, there is no possibility that his heart will be corroded by any force other than the Creator. Gods will not deceive as a profession, let alone deceive their believers and believers. But the dark gods allow humans who wield the power of darkness to mislead others in order to survive.
, after all, to be born in darkness is to give up many benefits in the light."
"So you mean that the Lord of the Night will not deceive you and there is no danger there?" Adaloni said in disbelief.
"Of course, and I can feel that the ruins will not be very powerful. We will be back soon. We have to be the first to take advantage of the fact that the people sent by Yaroslav and the Patriarch of St. Ivan's Cathedral are not aware of it.
In the past, we must at least find His relics." "Fu Bing" raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with unnoticeable joy and excitement:
"The Lord of the Night has just experienced an unexpected and major failure. I estimate that behind these relics there may be some kind of transaction that involves both danger and opportunity."
"trade?"
"That's right, a deal." "Fu Bing" further analyzed:
"It has been recorded in many books describing extraordinary events and sequential gods. The Lord of the Night is accustomed to meeting the world as a young man. This time, he used a 'monster-like' body to come to the world, or there was something major.
The incident occurred, or he accepted a mission from a higher dimensional power.
"The Lord of the Night is already the God of Sequence 2. There is only an eternal and everlasting dark cloud above him. That is, the creator of the existing time and space, the creator of the continent and the planet, and the beginning of all life.
The Creator, the founder of the elements, the great god sleeping in nightmares, the final arbiter of rules and 'reasons'."
"It's weird, there are so many people on the Lord of the Night's head. Even if you say it like this, we can't remember it." Adaloni frowned and said.
"Hey, you should read more, Adaloni." "Fu Bing" said angrily:
"When you return to Binglin City, whether you want to return to the East or not, promise me to go to the Federal Library a few more times, okay? The titles I just mentioned belong to one person, that is, the use of gods and magic sources.
Writers often refer to the Creator.
"However, of the two assumptions I just made, I prefer the latter. You know, the Lord of the Night has not appeared in this world for a long time. Compared with the current depletion of magic power, the third
The magic source power in the second era can be said to be abundant, just like seeing water droplets in the sea.
"At that time, those magicians who were very skilled in controlling the magic power were able to do everything that technology could do after the advent of the steam age. However, because the current magic power is too thin, people think that the complicated and complex things in the past are
, the unpredictable and wonderful magic skills are just a testimony of people’s abundant imagination at that time.”
"That's true." Adaloni agreed:
"At that time, flying was the most basic ability. As for other skills that freed the body to go to any place, it was just a very simple required course. After I came out of Sener Prison, I always felt a heavy
A sense of powerlessness and an indescribable sense of exhaustion linger in my mental realm. Now that I think about it, it should be due to the significant reduction in the magic power in this wasteland era."
"Yes, if the magic source power is sufficient, you can naturally maintain the form of the 'giant dragon clan' without any scruples, and you will not rely on the 'Ori Steel Stone' to open the dragon realm when the emperor of the Khitanris people, 'lucky one',
After you are released from the illusory prison, you can only maintain this half-human, half-animal 'half-dragon' form." "Fu Bing" continued:
"Okay, without further ado, let's go over and take a look."
Following the information they had just grabbed from the filth on the black ground by relying on the "Back to the First" skill, Adaloni and Anastasili followed "Fu Bing" and planned to get out of the Khitanris building complex.
While walking through the dry and cold buildings, the three of them discovered that the buildings here looked more decadent, dirty and dilapidated than when there was plenty of sunshine in the morning. The entrances of every building were covered with...
The buildings are filled with stones and bricks made of the same material. The walls are cracked one after another, and all the paint painted on the surface long ago has fallen off, showing a gradually developing decadence, which is very similar to this gradually stiffening and collapsing building.
A hopeless wasteland world.
Fortunately, due to the "harmful" fog that lasted for many days and the destruction of the Lord of the Night's "monster body", there were no more wild beasts and "alien creatures" here. The three of them didn't go far when they saw a place.
A river flowing with clear water.
Listening to the clear and sweet sound of the river washing against the shore, Adaloni discovered that after the thick fog receded, the black branches that were forced to wither and lose all their leaves had begun to extend outward, either as thin as spider silk or
The branches as thick as tentacles have begun to sprout rare new shoots.
After jumping over the river in one step, the three of them found a trail among the fallen leaves and bushes.
Due to the fog, the leaves of the trees fell off, and a simple ruins originally hidden behind the trail appeared in front of the three people.
Walking to the simple ruins with ease, "Fu Bing" discovered that there was only a sculpture depicting the image of the Lord of the Night and a relatively simple two-story Cruze-style country log cabin.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Walking into the ruins, looking at the densely packed branches on the top and the pile of dead leaves and broken branches on the ground, Adaloni sighed:
"No wonder the explorers who have occasionally passed by here over the years have never discovered these ruins. The branches and leaves of these trees were originally blocking the sky, but they withered due to the sudden fog. And that sculpture, if there was not enough darkness,
power, it is completely unable to exert its function of modifying the perceptions of people passing by and sending them wrong signals.
"I think this is where the relics of the Lord of the Dark Night are stored. This small ruins must be his former residence."
"Would the gods live in such a shabby, dilapidated, and crude place, Captain Fu Bing? This is not in line with the character of the gods. As far as I know, the gods promoted by the patriarchs are always accustomed to the splendor and splendor of the world.
The temple, the bright candlelight and the praises of believers, because the praise and worship of believers are the foundation of their existence." Anastasiri looked around and asked in confusion.
"Fu Bing" did not answer him immediately, but walked slowly to the sculpture of the Lord of the Dark Night, looked up at the lovely appearance with sharp eyes depicted in the sculpture, and replied:
"Other gods more or less represent the things that humans desire, such as light and eternal life, which cannot be obtained through hard work. Darkness, on the other hand, does not require any desire or effort. It will always exist in our lives.
Any corner of this sad world.
"Even if you have worked very hard, overcome almost all difficulties, and reached the highest level that ordinary people can't reach, darkness will pop out inadvertently, invade you, and create endless troubles for you. Moreover, despicable and deceitful
It is the mainstream of human existence. Violence and evil are the enduring norms of mankind. Therefore, the Lord of the Night does not need anyone's prayers to maintain its existence. In other words, anyone may pray or practice it at any time.
Holding the 'reason' belonging to darkness."
"Human nature is evil and dark, and there is nothing wrong with this." Adaloni said angrily:
"If the humans of the First Era hadn't exiled our dragon clan to the illusory dragon realm, and if the Crusad royal family hadn't imprisoned me in the Senel Prison, perhaps I wouldn't have experienced these tragedies, nor would I
Lost contact with Light Heine."
"So, sometimes I think that the 'Unintentional Man Virus' is indeed a transformation of human beings. It makes those humans shrouded in darkness and desires completely crazy and self-destructive, while it makes those remaining humans who believe in justice and light,
Stick to their great beliefs." "Fu Bing" said, which was his rare positive comment on human beings.
Immediately afterwards, he stood in front of the sculpture of the Lord of the Night and closed his eyes tightly. He tapped his hands on his forehead and between his left and right chests. After performing the standard action of a bishop before praying to the gods, he crossed his hands on his chest.
He recited a sentence composed of ancient Chinese in praise of the Lord of the Dark Night.
After doing all this, he and Adaloni pushed open the relatively new wooden door and entered the room.
The furnishings in the entire log cabin are no different from those in a Crusted country home. There are wooden tables, chairs, sofas, and a fireplace with dust scattered nearby. A metal pipe goes straight to the top for exhaust.
Hanging in the middle of the wall inside the house are portraits of Ivan XXII, the greatest emperor of Crusted, and Alexander Rurik, the founder of the Crusted Federation.
After careful observation and feeling the fluctuation of the magic source power, "Fu Bing" said:
"This place is unremarkable. It doesn't seem like there are extraordinary things, nor does it seem like there are orderly monsters."
While he was wondering, Anastasili's voice came from behind him and Adaloni:
"Captain Fu Bing, there is a staircase here that goes downwards and should lead to the basement."
"Oh? Go and have a look." "Fu Bing" ordered.
The three of them passed through the narrow stairs and passed through a dim passage with only brass candlesticks hanging on the walls on both sides. They came to a room that still seemed very narrow.
However, when the bodies of the three people just entered it, the kerosene lamp on the ground made of unknown metal and with exquisite carvings suddenly lit up. The flame in it burned straight upward without any influence, making the room suddenly bright.
stand up.
At this time, "Fu Bing" discovered that there was a booth in the middle of the room that was engraved with a similar picture to the "Karloff" door. On it, a mask was placed neatly.