Everything has a dark side, and the dark side of Canaan is the abyss.
The abyss consciousness that was born based on the abyss is difficult to describe what it is, and it cannot even be accurately defined whether it exists or not. It is just like the heavenly way of the earth, which is usually on the lips of practitioners and philosophers, but you have to ask this
What is the Way of Heaven, where does it exist, and in what form does it exist? They will think that there is something wrong with you. The Way of Heaven is invisible and an ideological concept, so how can it exist?
But the abyss consciousness is different. Although most people cannot touch it, or even feel its influence throughout their lives, it does exist. It is like a towering mountain that cannot be touched. It cannot be seen or touched, but it exists.
There, it exudes its huge influence all the time.
The abyss consciousness, which is opposed to Gaia consciousness, also has preferences and biases. These preferences and biases are the corruption and depravity of intelligent creatures. The more noble, tough, and unyielding the soul is originally, the more it can please it after its degradation.
The abyss consciousness is also generous and fair, and any creature that can please it will be recognized and cared for by it. However, the abyss consciousness is contradictory. At a certain time, it may be more inclined to disorderly destruction and chaos.
At a certain period of time, it favors orderly 'management' and gradual progress.
The outstanding representatives of these two are the two sides in the bloody battle.
Both camps claim to represent the 'Way of Heaven' and regard the other as a heretic who has betrayed the 'Way of Heaven'. Anyone with common sense knows that confrontation in this situation is often the most cruel and unsolvable. Both sides regard the other as irreconcilable.
The enemy of life and death has risen to the level of "Heavenly Way", and the hatred value exceeds that of external enemies. Therefore, the bloody battle is a real bloody battle, and all means are used.
As soon as he walked out of the teleportation array, Bei Gaoyang felt a very 'familiar' feeling, as if he was in his own game area, covered by magic nets everywhere.
Naturally, there is no magic net in the abyss. There is only [abyss consciousness]. This feeling of 'familiarity' comes from a strange place. Could it be that the abyss consciousness is actually something similar to the magic net.
But this is too absurd. The magic network was brought by oneself, and who made the abyss consciousness?
Putting this absurd feeling behind, the first thing you see is naturally the iconic rust-colored sky.
As far as the eye can see, the rust-colored sky and earth cover the field of vision. The flat and unrippled land is full of cracks and gaps. Some of the gaps are bottomless, and some of them are just like being cut out by swords.
In the canyon, some places are barren of grass, while others are filled with all kinds of weird flesh-and-blood plants.
In the abyss, there is only one kind of life that is born naturally, and that is the abyss worms that slither in the cracks and fleshy plants.
The small town where the teleportation array is located is located in such a world. It is lonely, as if there is only this man-made camp in the whole world. Low, weird, ugly, shack-like things are scattered all over the town.
In the narrow, dirty alleys and buildings of the rugged area, there are strange creatures.
Magic power, rich magic power, magic power that is completely different from the material world is everywhere. This magic power is poisonous. Every time you take a breath, you feel that there is something cold and weird entering your body, like a snake.
, like earthworms, burrowing in and out of one's internal organs.
Bei Gaoyang first stuffed a [cockroach ball] into his mouth, then nodded to the pair of malicious, scrutinizing and evaluating eyes that gathered around him, and then walked out of the teleportation array.
Here, there is no need to hide one's head and tail, so he opened his hood, holding the Archmage's scepter as tall as a person, arousing powerful spiritual power and fully demonstrating his presence.
In the abyss, weakness is the original sin, and hiding strength is tempting others to commit crimes against oneself.
Sure enough, after this presence was revealed, most of the malicious looks disappeared, but some became more interested, among which the look from a few blocks away was the most brutal and direct.
"New here, come and register!"
There was no one around the teleportation array, except for a little devil sitting on a eucalyptus, holding a quill and staring at Bei Gaoyang's slow approach with "gloating".
"Name!", the little devil shouted loudly.
Bei Gaoyang's response was to snap his fingers, and a purple lightning bolt as thick as a finger struck the little devil, causing him to scream, roll down from the seat, and roll on the ground.
"Rumsfeld!"
The little devil rolled for half a minute before struggling to get up from the ground, "I seem to have heard of this name..." The little devil was extremely painful, but his eyes were more wanton and direct. It was so bloodthirsty, hateful and cruel, and
So jumpy and hyper, "Wait a minute
, let me look for it." He didn't know that he pulled out an old sheepskin album, which was painted with patterns and lines like children's graffiti, but each pattern and line was 'alive' and changed from time to time.
It becomes a human face, sometimes changing into a scene at a certain moment...
"Ah, I found it, it's you!"
The little devil found Bei Gaoyang's portrait on one of the pages. At that time, he was 'younger' than now. He was still wearing the standard mage robe of an intermediate mage of the Secret Academy, and he looked at the 'camera' with curiosity.
Bei Gaoyang nodded.
The little devil lost most of his interest in him, closed the book menacingly, and threw out a bunch of rusty keys, "Why didn't you tell me earlier, get out, get out!"
Bei Gaoyang first put away the key, and then a burst of purple lightning taught the little devil how to behave. While he was wailing in pain and rolling, he left here seemingly slowly, but in fact he left here quickly.
After stepping through a half-decayed rusty gate, I was greeted by a narrow alley. My field of vision blurred for a moment, and then it turned into the memory of the alley I would pass through when I was a child. A stray stray dog squatted on the
At the entrance of the alley, he stuck out his scarlet tongue, barked twice, and then lowered his head to eat a cat whose flesh was molded into a lake.
It pulled out the cat's intestines and chewed them. The cat's body was convulsing, and the cat's face looked very comfortable and relaxed. It meowed, meowing, as if it was spring.
There was a shop selling breakfast in the alley. The steamer at the door was steaming thickly, and the sweet smell aroused Bei Gaoyang's hunger, making him swallow a big mouthful of saliva.
"Baozi, xiaolongbaozi, fragrant and delicious xiaolongbaozi!"
A demon with a snake head and human body was hawking on the street. He waved to Bei Gaoyang who was approaching, "You are hungry, kid. Come, uncle will give you one for free!"
"What kind of fillings are there?" Bei Gaoyang happily jumped up to the steamer, looking at it with greedy eyes, his mouth almost watered down.
"See for yourself!" Mo Mo opened the steamer with a smile, revealing the heads of babies inside, some red, some purple, some pink, some green... all of them were as pure as pairs of grapes, but
Staring at him with vicious, crazy and neurotic eyes.
"I want this!" Bei Gaoyang said, pointing to the green baby's head.
"Good boy, you have good vision!" Momo grabbed the green baby's head and handed it over, smiling kindly, "Quick, eat it while it's hot."
"But I want to take it home to eat!" Bei Gaoyang grinned with an honest look on his face, "Good things must be tasted quietly alone!"
Unexpectedly, Mo Mo's snake face changed, his figure stabilized, and he asked: "Home, where is your home?"
"It's nearby. Here, I still have the keys!" Bei Gaoyang took out the rusty keys and shook them.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Momo's attitude changed drastically. He snatched the green baby's head back with his hands and threw it on the steamer. "It's such a waste of my time. Get out, get out!"
Bei Gaoyang sighed, "Everything about this place is good, but it's a bit bullying!"
Momo ignored him, turned around and walked into the store, slamming the door shut.
After this sound, it was like pulling out an old photo from the depths of memory - the alley disappeared, replaced by a messy, dirty, cramped shack. There was not a snack bar selling xiaolongbao in front of me, but a crawl space.
A sinkhole filled with abyssal worms.
A black carp-like demon was sleeping soundly on the sewage pit. It noticed his sight and lazily opened its four compound eyes lined up on the snake's head. It coldly spat out the slit message and opened its mouth silently.
Zhang.
"Get out, get out!"
Bei Gaoyang laughed, snapped his fingers, and a purple lightning flashed down, but was blocked by the devil's hand. The lightning crackled on his arm and exploded into two dark scales.
Throwing away the keys in his hand, he clearly felt that the remaining malicious 'eyes' disappeared.
No, there was another one, in a room just two blocks away. He was so persistent that he must have recognized who he was.
Bei Gaoyang didn't care, threw the key and walked into a group of strange creatures.
There are the most big demons and little demons, but they all have responsibilities, such as driving slaves of all kinds, escorting carriages dragged by various monsters, or serving as entertainers in shops... The currency circulating here is not gold and silver.
It's about soul stones and soul crystals. The former is a special mineral deposit that often appears in battlefield ruins in the material world, and the latter is a collectible for mid-level demons and above.
Wind elves, blue giants, intelligent ogres, winged men, lichs, vampires, werewolves... are common 'tourists' in the abyss. Most of them have the ability to travel through the planes, and they also have considerable strength.
A sylph with its lower body atomized was carried by several little demons, and was picking at a roadside stall guarded by a skeleton servant. Suddenly, an LED light from the earth was on in this stall.
Oh, I forgot to explain, the day and polar night in the abyss are also clearly defined. The alternation of day and night is calculated in days in the material world, but here it is measured in years.
Now is exactly the time to 'move' that most demons don't like, so there are so few demons above the median, not counting the one we just encountered.
Wind elves and elves are not the same thing. Wind elves, fire elves, earth elves, and water elves refer to demi-human intelligent beings born in the major elemental planes, just like the demi-humans born in the sea - fishmen, in
It is common sense for the subhuman intelligent race born in the ocean of elemental spirits to be named wind, fire, water, and earth spirits.
The Wind Elf is huge and heavy. The little demons grinned in agony on their backs. Naturally, they were not polite in their words. They cursed and cursed them all because of the giant pressing on them, but the Wind Elf didn't care at all.
He turned on the LED light and talked through the skeleton servant to the stall owner who was hiding there...
The Winged People have become extinct in the main material plane, but there are some ethnic groups remaining in other lost planes, but they have forgotten the origin and history of the ethnic group and have degenerated into local aborigines.
This is also understandable. When the glorious civilization disappears, even if the remnants that survive are rekindled, it will be a flame supported by another kind of material.
The status of vampires and werewolves in the abyss is very low, and their talents are not worth mentioning in the abyss. However, not just any vampire or werewolf can appear here. Just like the winged people, only the best ones have the door frame and ability to enter.
At least have the confidence to protect yourself.
These are common racial identities for plane merchants. There are also many intelligent creatures that cannot be named or have never been seen before. Most of them come from lost plane worlds. Some of them are like fish and shrimps that have landed on the beach, wrapped in
There are transparent bubbles floating around there. Some of them attach their spiritual bodies to clods of earth and stones, and then turn into strange puppets that parade through the streets. There are also some, like the Skeleton Servant, that let a skeleton
Or the ghost replaces his own eyes, mouth and ears...
Bei Gaoyang knew that there was a strange intelligent race in a lost plane called "Gui Ren". They were not flesh and blood in common sense, but a kind of gas life.
In short, you can encounter anything here, and any weird things can happen.
Of course, it will not be as peaceful as it seems on the surface, even though it is the 101st floor of the bottomless abyss ruled by the demon lord Bayero, a famous place of order.
By the way, its name is Xingfu Town.
I won't talk about the irony of the word 'happiness' here. I have always been unable to understand the evil taste of the devil. It is said to be a small town, but it is actually not small. Just like the Little Demon Abyss, its area is 'adaptive' and its size is
Varies depending on changing conditions.
The last time Bei Gaoyang came here, he came for an 'internship' with his classmates and tutor. That was more than ten years ago. At that time, he bought a house here and obtained a local 'hukou'.
The key is the certificate.
Time passes much faster in the abyss than in the material world. Despite this, there has been little change since the last time I left, except that it is smaller, more depressed, more restless and depressing.
"It should be here, oh, good, I found it."
An inconspicuous 'shack' is Bei Gaoyang's home here. At first glance, it is no different from the surrounding 'shacks', but the moment he shows the bunch of keys, the 'shack' disappears and is replaced by a
An ancient castle built on a steep cliff.
The castle is all white, with a trembling rope bridge connecting the door standing in mid-air behind him. Bei Gaoyang walked on the rope bridge, throwing the key, and hummed a nursery rhyme from the earth: "Little rabbit, be good, open the door, open the door
Open, I want to come in!"
In the castle, another voice belonging to him, but a younger one, sang: "If you don't open it, I won't open it. If my mother doesn't come back, I won't open the door!"
"Haha..." Bei Gaoyang laughed, walked across the rope bridge and came to the gate of the stone castle. He stroked the magic mark he had left with his palm, and accurately drew his real name with his fingers without leaving any trace.
The next moment, a door that seemed to have been closed for hundreds of millions of years opened.
