The stone statue depicts a flying and dancing dragon.
It is not the image of a flying giant lizard in Western mythology, but a five-clawed golden dragon coiled around a stone pillar.
It looks like a camel, with horns like a deer, eyes like a rabbit, ears like an ox, a neck like a snake, a belly like a mirage, scales like a carp, claws like an eagle, and palms like a tiger... It is the image of the orthodox Chinese dragon totem.
Looking from a distance.
The dragon sculpture is of extraordinary workmanship, its eyes are bright and majestic, and its eighty-one dragon scales are as many as ninety-nine polar yangs. It looks down at all living beings, and the tens of thousands of "bad-blooded people" surrounding it seem to be all living beings.
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"Lord Death, those people are all dead."
Heavy fog filled the empty hall, and dust particles passed through the gaps in countless palms and circled back to Gu Fan.
Everyone was lifeless, large patches of corpse appeared on the surface of the body, bursts of corpse odor emitted from under the skin, and some grease penetrated the ragged clothes and flowed on the ground.
But one thing is strange.
The corpses sitting on the ground had a very low degree of decomposition, and judging from the dryness of the body oil on the ground...the corpses had been kept for at least a month.
"Hell Phantom Eyes!!"
Gu Fan jumped slightly, and the extremely cold ice formed a high platform. Surrounded by a cold aura, sharper eyes and pupils condensed into bundles, making the surrounding space more transparent.
Wire!!
A series of faint lines are connected to the foreheads of tens of thousands of people.
Those threads are not composed of matter, nor are they even solidified by energy, but a collection of "thoughts".
The thoughts and ideas of tens of thousands of people gathered in one place, just like the sea with hundreds of rivers, and countless small thoughts turned into rivers, surging in the direction of the dragon.
The dragon became dazzling.
Everything you think about is related to it. The "thoughts" make it full of spirituality, and the sculpture seems to come alive, giving it a certain special meaning.
Spider web…
In the eyes of the hell phantom, the thoughts of tens of thousands of people formed threads and condensed into a large spider web, and finally gathered into the dragon carving, and then were poured into the ground, surging endlessly.
"They don't really die."
Gu Fan jumped down, and the extremely cold stairs behind him disappeared, and he came to a corpse sitting cross-legged, stroking it forward with his palm.
Click click click click.
The corpse froze into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then shook slightly, and the rotting dead body turned into ice crystal fragments, but part of it still remained.
brain.
That is a brain that is almost dry.
The originally fresh and tender brain has almost turned into a withered dry walnut. The complicated blood vessels are no longer pink and tender, the gray brain kernels are also slightly discolored, and most of the brain cells have lost their function.
Occasionally, there will be a little blood flow, and the brain will squirm a little, and then it will stop completely and enter a state of suspended animation.
Obviously, their bodies are dead, but their brains are still barely alive.
This reminded Gu Fan of General Iron-Blooded, the "brain in a vat".
Those generals hiding deep underground took out their brains and put them into nutrition cabins, and survived by remotely controlling machinery, which was beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding.
And these "corpses" in front of us are somewhat similar.
It's just that they don't have that much cost and cannot stay in the most cutting-edge nutrition cabins. Instead, they are trapped in their own bodies and slowly rot, eventually losing their freedom.
In other words.
The brain in the vat is still alive and well, just like a otaku playing games at home before the end of the world, controlling every mechanical character in reality.
But the brains of these corpses have lost activity and cannot complete the thinking of normal people. Their thoughts are fixed within a very narrow range and they can only think of some fixed thoughts.
"worship."
Yes, those thoughts are worship.
The brains in the bodies of the corpses that have not completely withered are full of worship of the dragon.
They worshiped, admired, and regarded the totem of the dragon as a god, and other than that, any "thinking" could not be achieved.
Thoughts, beliefs, thoughts.
They poured into the carvings of Shenlong in an endless stream, just like tens of thousands of "belief" making machines.
"Is this how divine envoys are created??"
Gu Fan squinted his eyes. The person who called himself "God's Envoy" before would use the power of faith in a similar field.
He was able to use some power from the base to even damage Gu Fan's skin, leaving a shallow bloodstain on his face.
It seems that this power of faith comes from the sanctuary.
More than that...
There is more than one sculpture of this dragon.
It is just something similar to an "energy receiving station", which has become a transmission carrier of beliefs and ideas, and is finally imported deep underground.
Gu Fan closed his eyes tightly.
The thoughts spread, and the powerful consciousness of death spread out in all directions with murderous intent, forming a huge circle.
"really."
"This hall with tens of thousands of people is not the only receiving station for faith."
"There are at least five more exits to the maze, and each one hides tens of thousands of belief machines."
Now that Gu Fan knows the principles of the maze, it will be easier to crack it.
Faith machine.
Those sculptures depicting dragon totems are like the core of a machine, and the countless unconscious "dead corpses" are part of the belief machine. Each one only thinks about how to "worship" the dragon sculpture in front of them.
Each belief machine has tens of thousands of people, and the total number may be hundreds of thousands or even millions!!
They are all bad-blooded people, coming from all directions. The refugees who have struggled to find their way there, as well as the exiles who have been displaced after the surrounding bases were destroyed, are all concentrated here... Those people around the Queen of Arms are only a very small part.
Little by little thoughts condensed into water droplets.
Countless water droplets gather on the dragon sculpture, and then turn into a river and flow into the ground. The real conspiracy lies under this stone pillar!!
Boom boom boom boom!!
Gu Fan's eyes flashed, he took a step forward, and punched the lifelike dragon sculpture with a bang. The strong force and the wind of the fist blasted the sculpture into pieces.
Stone fragments fell "clattering".
They are just the most ordinary stones, shaped by ordinary people just like the ten sculptors. They have no magic power in themselves, but they can be given meaning with the blessing of the thoughts of tens of thousands of people.
The stone wall exploded.
Under the dragon sculpture, a passage entrance with a diameter of ten meters appeared.
The passage no longer has a "weird" and "ancient" atmosphere, but is full of a sense of future technology, densely covered with electromagnetic pipelines, calculating some kind of data.
This passage reminded Gu Fan of the base hidden under the Iron and Steel Machinery City, and the "brain in a vat" technology seemed to have been used.
"Go down."
Gu Fan was not afraid and jumped down from the entrance. Waves of smoke surrounded him and descended together. The light of the surrounding electrons continued to shine, forming a light network composed of strong electricity.