If Lu Zhengkang had chosen to sacrifice the lamb, he might have seen it drained dry by one of the totem poles.
The third lamb is bound to die, but his calculation has a hidden ending.
Every tower has made its own death struggle in the face of great destruction. The mages of the Sapphire Tower left this strange scene on the top of the tower, which seems to be imitating the "Apocalypse", but what the truth is is no longer known.
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The supervisor's voice came from the communication crystal: "The third lamb has passed away. Have you got the key?"
"right."
"Do you really want to go to that tower? There is no need to go there." The supervisor wanted to give some more advice, "That is the most shameful memory of our Salvation Army on the magic side of the entire multiverse. It is really embarrassing for an outsider to explore it.
Very embarrassed."
"I am not an outsider, I am a family member of the victim." Lu Zhengkang had arrived at the door of the obsidian tower, unlocked the door with the key, and slowly pushed open the heavy carved black iron door.
As a place where super-legendary spells have been cast, the entire tower is already a place of magical distortion. When Lu Zhengkang stepped in, he saw a dark space, like a plain under the vast night, dark and empty.
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This place somewhat reminded him of the scene in the Black Egg Temple.
It is dark and clean, making people feel transparent. The air is not dull, neither light nor heavy, and has no smell. When you breathe, you just feel that the air is a passerby in the lungs. There is no trace when you come and there is no trace when you go. The temperature is also very high.
It is suitable, neither high nor low, so that the skin has no corresponding feeling. There is no dust, no impurities, no pollen, no skin debris, no microorganisms, only simple gases and elements.
Lu Zhengkang walked inside, as if he had walked into water. The words in the communication crystal were still coming out, but they were stretched.
"The time in the tower is slower than other places on the Nameless Island. This slowness will assimilate you. Don't stay there for too long, otherwise, you will be exiled by time," the supervisor said slowly, "Obsidian
There are many unreasonable monsters in the tower, you have to be careful about them."
The supervisor hung up the phone and Lu Zhengkang moved on.
The pastor called and said, "Don't rush to the top of the tower. Go to the basement shelter first. There is a heretical sect there. Maybe you can get help from them." After he finished speaking, he also hung up the phone. Obviously, he and
Like the supervisor, he doesn't want to recall everything in the Obsidian Tower.
Lu Zhengkang continued to move forward. After passing the stone road, there was a short lawn. In the darkness, the dark grass stems were stained with dew and hung on his trouser legs. They were cold and cold, which made people notice it immediately.
Conghai released two strange bird sword energy, and the light it brought illuminated the surroundings. There were some collapsed and damaged stone pillars scattered on the lawn. There were carved patterns with religious meaning on the pillars, and some were stained with weird colors and different shapes.
The blood stains seemed like something tragic had happened here.
The light on the Nameless Island is all false, just like old film, and the colors presented to the player are mute and shallow, like floating dust. Lu Zhengkang can almost feel that he has an ability: to turn these false
The ability to erase. Of course, he does not have this ability yet. He is still in such an environment. However, the feeling of emptiness in the tower gave him a silent understanding.
It's as if I once had a deep connection with this emptiness.
Lu Zhengkang couldn't describe it. He couldn't describe this feeling. He stood there blankly and wanted to recall, but he couldn't recall it. For more than forty years in this life and past life, these memories were like the rosary beads in his grandmother's hand.
, each one can be picked out and interrogated, but is there an end, a beginning, and a break in the rosary beads that are spinning in circles?
He couldn't say it, but he heard the white ape sneer in his heart.
So he stopped thinking about it. Lu Zhengkang's heart was numb. The lamb was dead. It was only now that he began to feel deeply regretful.
The supervisor called again: "Outsiders, don't stay, keep moving forward. The more you stay, the more dangerous you will be. Don't stay in the obsidian tower. There is a past hidden here that no one wants to recall.
, you will not find the answer, you will only find your own pain."
When Lu Zhengkang heard this, although he was curious about the past that he didn't want to recall, in order to complete the task as soon as possible, he put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart and continued to move forward across the lawn and came to the wasteland. The first floor was really wide, and there must be something there.
If a demiplane exists, how can a demiplane be left in a place where a super-legendary time and space spell has been cast? Lu Zhengkang can't even use the void escape technique here, and the moving sword technique can't take effect.
No, Lu Zhengkang frowned. The demiplane here must have been destroyed. Now he has just stepped into an afterimage of the demiplane that once existed here, a shadow that remains in time.
Walking through the wasteland, he saw the magic staircase in Stonehenge. As he continued to move forward, a pit appeared in the center of the earth, leading to the basement. There were backward water droplets flying up from the west side of the pit, like a trickle-sized reverse waterfall.
Yes, Lu Zhengkang let go
A ray of sword energy went down and illuminated. There was a small suspended platform below, a loess platform, and a reverse waterfall flowing out from one side. The sword energy flew deeper, but suddenly dimmed and disappeared into Lu Zhengkang's senses, just like being caught by darkness.
The monster in it devoured the same.
"..."
Lu Zhengkang used his sword energy to lift himself up and slowly fell down. There were multiple suspended platforms, each with water droplets flowing back. All the way to the depths, Lu Zhengkang saw a mass grave with a huge number of corpses piled up.
There was blood dripping, and gurgling blood flowed from the plain white corpses. Every corpse was like this.
The blood will never dry out.
No, this is not a mass grave. Lu Zhengkang turned his head and feet upside down and looked up at the mass grave. This was a sky of blood and bones. The eyes of the deceased were countless stars, and the skulls of the deceased were piled up to form rounds of stars.
moon.
What goes down is what goes up.
So, where is the kingdom of crime and punishment under the sky?
Lu Zhengkang felt that the gravity of the Nameless Island was turning upside down, so he fell towards the top of the original place and stepped on the moss-covered and smooth back of a suspended platform. At this moment, the world also turned upside down, a miserable earthwork
The palace appeared in the void before Lu Zhengkang's eyes, and there was a faint bright red candle light swaying low in front of the palace door.
This is a heretical sect.
Lu Zhengkang walked to the end of the suspended platform, and saw a thick black and red light step in front of him. When he stepped on it, there was a solid, jade-like support and feedback, so he moved forward along the light step.
All the way to the heretical sanctuary, there were priests in black robes holding ulna candles to keep watch.
"Outsiders, do you want to embrace the glory of the Great Destruction?"
"What you believe in is the Great Disillusionment itself?"
"Yes, isn't it the most natural thing to embrace disillusionment and let this meaningless world be destroyed?"