Chapter 222 'Night Pillar' (Thanks to the tea bowl steamer for tipping the Silver Alliance)
The gray fog at the core became thicker and expanded toward every corner of Quaternary Trier.
Gardner Martin, who was wearing silver-white full-body armor, was not surprised by this. Ever since he accepted the power erosion in the building at No. 13 Market Avenue and could hear the great voice, he often had this in his dreams.
The picture gave him a wonderful feeling of returning to his hometown and the door of his home was opening to him.
Gardner Martin started running, heading towards the core area of Trier in the Fourth Age, towards the Land of God's Fall.
The street was so narrow that the "citizens" in the houses on both sides could almost stand and shake hands at the windows. Lumian and others ran forward, two in front and two behind.
After only running for a dozen steps, Lumian felt something invisible reaching out from the dark gray mist. Countless arms, like some terrifying existence, were gently and slowly coming from above.
Go down to the ground and touch every creature in the area to determine who is your prey.
Lumian's scalp was numb, and goosebumps could not be suppressed in the areas where he had been touched, even if they were blocked by clothing.
He instinctively wanted to fight against these invisible things, but then he remembered Thermipolos's words: "You can't stop, you can't turn back, you can't teleport, you can't pull your companions!"
Although this does not include situations such as being unable to resist, defend, or attack, Lumian felt that it would be better to wait and take another look.
He resisted the urge to set fire to those invisible things and continued to move forward.
Jenna on his side, Franca and Anthony behind him, have been staring at him. If he doesn't do it, he and others won't do it. If he does, they will quickly follow him.
At this time, seeing that Lumian was not fighting the invisible things in the dim gray mist, nor taking any measures, they could only bite the bullet and keep running forward despite the gentle caress with a strong sense of danger.
During this process, Franka felt that this kind of intangible thing seemed a bit familiar.
Reminiscent of the suspected Fourth Age Trier in the mirror, which is closely related to the "Witch" path, she quickly got the answer: This is very similar to the "Spider Silk" of the "Happy Witch"!
Could it be the legacy of some high-ranking witch? Franka imagined a picture in her mind: a huge, half-human, pitch-black spider nestled quietly in the depths of the gray fog, extending out in large numbers around it, as if there were
The spider silk of its own life, trying to find and capture its prey.
After running for more than ten steps, Lumian was pleasantly surprised to find that the invisible objects slowly moved away and no longer actively touched him. They would only occasionally brush against him because they were densely packed around him.
This seems to be the change brought about by him actively approaching the source of invisible things.
Those invisible things only catch those who want to escape!
After rushing out of the narrow street and deep into the thick gray fog, Lumian's hair suddenly stood up and his spine felt chilly.
His intuition told him that there was a great danger ahead, a danger that could destroy him and others. Once he got close, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Franka and the others unconsciously slowed down, and the real terror was like a pistol pressed against their foreheads, which might fire bullets at any time.
Lumian gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.
Since you choose to believe in Thermipolos's advice, then stick with it until a counterexample appears, otherwise you might as well try something else from the beginning!
He didn't stop, and Jian Na, Anthony and others didn't dare to stop either. They were like fools who knew that there was a cliff ahead, knew that they were insignificant, knew that they would be shattered into pieces, but still took the initiative to stand up and run over.
At this moment, Lumian saw black flames igniting on Jenna's body from the corner of his eye, which burned her face in pain and her eyes were horrified.
With a click, Jenna shattered like a mirror, and her figure was re-outlined, but it was still accompanied by black flames and even an extra layer of frost.
She looked at Lumian with a pleading expression.
Lumian instinctively raised his left hand, trying to help Jenna, but after a brief hesitation, he retracted his hand and looked forward again.
Can't bring in companions!
Jenna's eyes suddenly became desperate, with a bit of surprise and resentment.
She coughed and stopped.
She was immediately entangled in layers of invisible objects and dragged towards the depths of the gray mist ahead.
Franka's expression changed and she was about to provide help, but Lumian's instructions suddenly flashed through her mind.
She hesitated.
At this time, Jian Na's expression was filled with resentment, blood oozed out from the pores on her face like stains, and she let out a shrill scream as if she was cursing everyone.
Seeing this scene, Lumian and others felt relieved.
This Jenna is obviously more like the "person in the mirror"!
As the screams echoed, Jenna disappeared into the depths of the gray mist, and her voice suddenly stopped.
Almost at the same time, Lumian saw out of the corner of his eye another Jenna appearing next to him, running at high speed with an expression that hinted of anxiety and nervousness.
Sure enough! Lumian probably understood why Thermipolos said he couldn't recruit his companions.
Here, his companions may exchange with him in the mirror at any time. Helping the "man in the mirror" will harm his real companions, and lead to him being completely integrated here, becoming the "food" of the existence of the source of invisible things.
Fuck! Can't you explain it clearly? These reasons are not particularly complicated. We have to let ourselves experience and overcome them! While Lumian secretly scolded Termipolos, he ran even more determinedly.
In the following period, they encountered similar problems several times, but with experience, they neither stopped fighting nor turned around and ran away, and even endured the urge to help their companions.
Lumian and the others, who had no time to look at their surroundings, used the huge black pillar as a benchmark and ran hard in a straight line, only occasionally bypassing some obstacles.
Finally, the huge black pillar was not far ahead.
At the same time, Lumian, Anthony and others were surprised to find that the danger that originally existed in front of them, the danger that was about to hit them head-on, miraculously disappeared.
No, it has not disappeared, it is now located behind Lumian and the others, far away!
Running toward danger, but away from it? Just like the light black stone brick area in the wilderness, the direction here is also wrong and chaotic? Lumian was surprised, but did not look back or stop to rejoice, and kept running.
Towards the huge black pillar.
If it hadn't been for his demonstration, Franka and Jenna might have looked back, but at this time they continued to move forward happily and fearfully.
After running for several dozen meters, the four of them arrived at the square with the huge black pillar.
It is paved with light black stone bricks, and many gray-white stone pillars have collapsed, with only a few remaining.
Compared with the giant black pillars, these "surviving" gray-white stone pillars are as small as ants.
That huge black pillar was even bigger than the "Christmasna Night Pillar" that Lumian saw in the third floor of the catacombs. It extended into the sky that seemed to be burning with invisible flames, and the top of it disappeared without a trace.
The situation here reminded Lumian of the light black stone brick area in the wilderness outside and the large number of gray-white stone pillars in this area, but there was nothing like a giant black pillar there.
The "Night Pillar" there fell down and was destroyed, so why did the old bones crawl out and why was there pollution in the building at No. 13 Market Avenue? It was later repaired by building catacombs and moving countless corpses? Lumi
An made some guesses based on this.
Franka and Janna cast their eyes on the square in front of them, and saw that the area around the huge black pillar had completely collapsed into the ground. There seemed to be blazing white magma flowing underneath, and there were looming black tentacle-like things hidden underneath.
They did not bring any warning of danger, but Lumian and others believed that they might be more dangerous than the existence they sensed before.
Next to the giant black pillar, there is a 1.78-meter-tall snowman. There are several cracks on the surface of its white and frosty face to form eyes, nose and mouth, but no ears.
When Lumian's eyes casually glanced at the snowman, he suddenly froze there.
He saw that there was a black stain around the snowman's right eye, as if he was wearing a monocle.
Amon Lumian was startled and wanted to flee from here in a hurry.
At this time, the majestic voice of Thermipolos sounded in his ears: "Dead."
Damn... Lumian breathed a sigh of relief quietly.
This is normal when you think about it. Amon was a great nobleman of the Tudor Empire in the Fourth Age. The death of hundreds of clones in that divine war was not news at all. Some of them were not recycled due to the situation here.
Reasonable.
For some reason, Lumian heard a little joy from Thermipolos' brief words just now.
Anthony, who was also observing the snowman, suddenly felt a little hot on his forehead, his breathing became hot, and his spirit body was rapidly weakening.
"I'm infected with the disease." He calmly reminded his companions.
Disease Lumian glanced at the huge black pillar again.
Is that really the true form of "Christemonna Night Pillar"?
Here, the statue of the "original witch" cannot suppress the erosion of disease?
Franka's heart moved and she said to Jenna: "Take out that statue."
As she spoke, she also put her palm into her pocket and took out the statue of the "Original Witch" carved out of white bones.
After Jenna took out the black one, Franca called Anthony over, observed his face and said, "How do you feel now?"
"It seems to be getting better. It's getting better." Anthony took a serious look at his physical condition.
Franka smiled: "I just said how come Jenna and I are fine, but you are sick."
"It seems that you have to be within a certain distance from the statue."
As soon as she finished speaking, blazing white fire crows flew out from behind the huge black pillar and ran towards them.
A figure immediately appeared from there, and it looked like Gardner Martin. He was wearing a black formal suit and a yellow vest, and his figure was different from usual Gardner Martin.
He looked at the black statue in Janna's hand and the bone statue in Franka's hand, showing a longing expression.