Chapter 1410 Fifty-two. The Truth About the Fall of Cultivated Land
Chapter 1410 Fifty-two. The truth behind the fall of Cultivated Garden
Clouds and the gloom of the ocean have the same origin.
The sea breeze brings a coldness that makes it difficult to distinguish between spray and rain.
Lu Li stood on the deck of the Immortal Giant floating on the sea, looking at the silent and familiar Wanghai Cliff in the distance.
"Farming Garden."
Lu Li's whisper evoked some hazy consciousness that was like a dream.
"Why were you sent here?"
The Immortal Titan continued to drift with its anchor broken, and Lu Li thought he would be sent to the time when the black ring came.
Or is this where the black ring comes?
"The old gods ate up the firewood, and there was not much left in the Cultivated Garden... The Cultivated Garden once met the owner of the dream, and He shared the dream with the Cultivated Garden..."
Cultivated Garden tells a broken story: the dying Cultivated Garden was saved by an existence called the Lord of Dreams, and was given dream fragments, thus capturing the only human beings who came close in decades. But accidents will also happen to the weak Cultivated Garden,
For example, right now - he failed to send Lu Li to the point where the black ring came.
"Send you now..."
"Wait a minute."
Looking at the distant land where the mist gradually rises.
Now that I'm here, I should spend some time investigating what happened on the eve of the arrival of the black ring.
Lu Li put down the lifeboat, and because of the protection of the farmland, he got into the wooden boat without wearing anything. He picked up the paddle and rowed towards the blurry Wanghai Cliff.
The fog enveloped him very quickly, and in an instant there was only thick gray fog left around him, but Lu Li was already very close to the beach.
Different from the looming sound of the tide of the waves, when the paddle hits something, the distant sound of the ship can be heard from the depths of the mist behind you.
Woo——
Lu Li stopped paddling and looked at the mist as he came: "What happened to the Immortal Giant?"
"It sank."
"Because of what?"
Cultivated Garden was silent for a moment: "Cultivated Garden doesn't know..."
"Is this true in reality?"
"If it has nothing to do with you..."
Lu Li is a variable in the dream. Without his influence, everything that happens in the dream will continue in reality.
Continuing to row the oar, Lu Li saw the beach more than ten meters away, and suddenly there were more "travelers" around him: the objects on the Immortal Giant drifted to the shore with the ocean currents.
The wooden boat shook slightly and stopped in the shallows.
The foaming waves washed up on both sides, and his suitcases, boards, and clothes landed at the same time.
Among these things, Lu Li saw a familiar black-covered notebook and reached out to fish it out.
The notes soaked in sea water have not rotted yet and can be opened normally. Opening the cover, vaguely familiar content emerges:
[I bought this diary. It will record my experiences on the road to pursue you. When I see you, I will give it to you as a gift. 】
This is Elide's diary on the ship.
Lu Li turned to the end and saw new content at the back.
【Goodbye, my dear Lisa.】
This is not the end, because a few pages later, crooked handwriting is revealed:
[Lisa...where are you...I want to go...find you...]
Lu Li closed the diary, put it back into the sea, let the waves sweep it away, and stepped onto the beach, which was submerged above his shins.
Following the trail back to Wanghai Cliff, the school building on the edge of the cliff was silent and deserted, except for the bonfire rising in the air and burning brightly.
Deep in the mist, the mist of the bonfire surged in the direction of the town. When Lu Li was about to approach the town, a solid, dark, strange shadow passed by his feet and spread forward——
At this time, the shadow of the fire thief, who had not yet become a light thief, stretched out from the shore where the waves continued to sound, and grabbed the burning bonfire.
Just when he was about to touch the bonfire, Lu Li stepped on its slender shadow. The monster's claws that grabbed the bonfire jerked back as if frightened.
Lu Li, who was thoughtful, suddenly stepped towards the shadow of the stolen fire, and stepped on it again. The shadow claw continued to shrink back. Lu Li followed the shadow of the stolen fire to the coast, and after stepping on the shadow again, it retracted into the surging waves.
"The farmland protects me from diving."
"good."
"Give me another oil lamp."
A bright oil lamp appeared in Lu Li's hand. He lifted the lamp and stepped into the sea step by step.
The waves were isolated by invisible forces. Lu Li held up the oil lamp and followed the guidance of the Shadow of Stealing Fire, deep into the sea along the seabed.
The dark and quiet seabed is filled with dust and silt, reflecting the light of the oil lamp damply.
About ten minutes later, Lu Li stepped on the Shadow of the Stealing Fire for the dozens of times. The slender shadow shrank slightly and stopped in front——
A pure charred head rests on a pure black stone platform.
"Plowing Garden, do you know what this is?"
Lu Li asked after realizing what it was.
"The polluted will..."
That is evil spirits.
After observing the charred head for a long time, Lu Li's gaze fell to the depths of the sea - where the water became turbid, and the vortexes stirred up black dust.
"What happened there?"
"The Immortal Giant is sinking..."
"Reality does it sink here too?"
"If I had never left..."
Lu Li's eyes returned to the black stone platform and the black head.
Don't know if they are always here or if they were lost from the Immortal Titan.
Lu Li did not disturb the body of the Shadow of the Stealing Fire. He just noted the location and returned the same way - because everything that happened at this moment was just a dream.
Walking along the seabed back to the Wanghaiya coastline, passing by the mountain headland and the school building, Lu Li noticed that the Wanghaiya town on the eve of the arrival of the black ring was filled with a strange atmosphere.
When the locals noticed the intruder, Lu Li, he retreated to the bonfire at Wanghai Cliff.
"Send me to that time."
"good."
It’s as if the curtain on the stage falls and rises again, and a new performance begins grandly before your eyes:
Countless whispers of chanting mixed with chants echoed under the starry sky:
"Look to the sky, high up. The time has come for the stars to return to their proper places."
"The past is gone, the end is coming. The unspeakable wakes up."
"They will return, and mankind will be terrified. When they return, they hope to return to darkness."
"Madness will rule fear and pain"
"Ignorance and stupidity become the new masters"
"Wherever they are, they are the rules."
"Stars are shining and hot, boiling and trembling"
"The abyss is still dead, cold and silent"
"Rising from the bottom of the sea, emerging from the ground, descending from the sky, emerging from the abyss, they are everywhere."
"The unspeakable...is coming"
A pure black line, like the evil of this world, descended from the dome.
Lu Li stared at the black line hanging down into the Dead Sea. It was like a drop of thick and sticky ink dripping into the clear water, and then, an endless, substantial darkness spread towards this side.
Everything in its path disappears.
Lu Li briefly withdrew his gaze and looked at the small town of Wanghaiya behind him.
Silhouettes clad in black robes gather in the open space in the center of the town, which is the source of obscure singing and the culprit of calling for the arrival of unspeakable beings.
A shadow enveloped Wanghai Cliff. Lu Li raised his head and saw a black sun hanging high in the sky. A thin and pure black line extended to the sea, leaving only the outline of the horizon.
This world has fallen into the darkness of despair.
