Chapter 302 What kind of deep hatred is the mountain of corpses and the sea of ??blood?
"You can only find them one by one now, which will definitely take you a lot of time. Whether you can find them depends on your life!" The ancient king sighed. He is now bound to Shen Ming. Shen Ming
If Ming becomes cold, he will naturally follow suit.
However, there are too few things that a divine thought can do. If he had the strength he had before his death, he might not need to go to such trouble at all. With the strength of his curse system, he could easily break it.
"Not necessarily... Although this is not a world of technology, magic has replaced the status of technology! There are many differences, but there are also similarities!" Shen Ming smiled and silently took out the communicator.
The Nazca Giant Paintings are also quite famous in this world. Although they are not as tourist attractions as they were in previous lives, there are still many images of the Nazca Giant Paintings on the Internet.
"What technology? Do you still have time to go online now?"
"Can't find it!"
Shen Ming ignored the ancient king and found the satellite map of the Nazca giant painting.
Facing the densely packed patterns, Shen Ming suddenly took a deep breath. If he really had to search for them one by one, when would he find them?
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"found it!"
Shen Ming quickly found the most intricate among the many patterns, the same round black pattern that looked like it was drawn randomly. Isn't it exactly the same as the one on his chest?
"It should be more than ten kilometers away from my current location!"
Without saying a word, Shen Ming summoned the One Horn of Heaven again and rushed over.
While rushing on the road, Shen Ming discovered a very strange phenomenon. It seemed that the patterns here were not randomly arranged.
It seems to be very similar to the arrangement and distribution of the planets in our own space system. Could it be that this is also a rectangular space magic array?
"Double array!"
The Ancient King was obviously aware of this and exclaimed again. It's not that it's difficult, but what's the point of doing it?
The curse system and the space system are superimposed on each other? Could it be that this is not the real core?
Although Shen Ming was confused, he had no time to think about it at the moment and quickly arrived at the target pattern.
"This is it, what should I do? Although I know it is a core formation of the curse system, but according to what you said, ordinary curse magicians cannot detect the abnormalities in these patterns, so how can they crack it?"
"Didn't you notice? Most of the patterns here are patterns of birds and animals. These patterns are not the key, but the formations hidden underneath.
The pattern in front of you looks like a random scribble, which is very different from the other patterns. In other words, this may be the only special case. It is exactly the same as the pattern on your chest, which also means that it is very likely that he is the only one exposed.
The formation. I don’t quite understand why it looks like other patterns and looks normal.
But no matter how hidden it is, as long as you find a way to touch it, you can activate its function and find a way to crack it." The ancient king said analytically. Although he can't crack it personally now, according to experience, no matter what the formation is,
No matter how concealed the method is, there must be a way to activate it, otherwise there is no point in designing it at all.
"The key is how to touch it? Brother, don't analyze it with me here." Shen Ming smiled bitterly and shook his head. Didn't he know this? The key is that although he found the right place, the pattern looked like an ordinary
What’s so special about the pattern?
"Should..." The ancient king was about to say something, but was suddenly interrupted by Shen Ming.
"Wait a minute..." Shen Ming's face was a little solemn. All around, except for the endless expanse and the already gray sky, every inch of the land in this place seemed to be telling silence and weirdness.
But why? Shen Ming seemed to hear someone whispering. The language was very vague, and he couldn't even understand what language it was in, but Shen Ming strangely seemed to understand its meaning.
It seems to be saying: I curse this land for thousands of years!
"You hear someone talking, as if it's right next to your ear, but there's obviously no one here." Shen Ming really felt that he was possessed.
"I didn't hear anything, but you shouldn't be hallucinating. What did you hear?" Although the ancient king didn't know why Shen Ming heard the strange sound, he was sure that the source of the sound might be the key to solving all problems.
"It seems to be some kind of ancient language, but I figured out what he meant. I have a very strange feeling, this voice seems to penetrate my soul." Shen Ming couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, this kind of
It felt too weird. Although it didn't scare Shen Ming, it was definitely not a good thing like this.
"follow me!"
"He asked me to follow him, who are you following, brother! If you are a ghost, you should also let me see you!" Shen Ming remained vigilant, and all the muscles in his body tightened unconsciously.
As soon as Shen Ming finished speaking, a black thread wrapped around his hand silently, and the end of the black thread came from the center of the pattern in front of him.
Then when did you get an extra eye? A blood-colored eye, like transparent amber, as big as a normal person's eye. Shen Ming took a step back, took another step to the right, and then left again.
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No matter which direction he looked from, why did he feel like that eye was looking at him? Such a strange scene made Shen Ming shudder!
"Don't do it! Can I turn around and leave?" Shen Ming suddenly had the urge to break the jar.
This place is really weird. A chestnut ball can save your life, but if this continues, is one chestnut ball really enough?
"I'm afraid it's too late!"
The ancient king whispered something, and as soon as he finished speaking, a withered hand suddenly came out, and what he held in his hand was the other end of the black silk thread.
Shen Ming subconsciously looked at his right hand that was wrapped in black threads. Purple-black lightning suddenly surged out, trying to destroy the black threads.
However, I don't know what kind of material this black thread is, and Shen Ming's thunder has no effect at all.
She only saw a sudden pull with her withered hand, and the black silk thread tightened instantly. Shen Ming also staggered, but soon put his foot on the ground and stabilized his body.
"I want to see what kind of ghost you are?" Shen Ming gritted his teeth, waved his left hand, and a silver light flashed in his eyes.
"Mind control!"
The soil on the ground surged without warning, and the place where the withered hand was was instantly scraped clean, revealing a pit.
But Shen Ming may never forget the next scene. The upper body of an old man with a withered figure was completely exposed.
The empty eyes, as if there were no eyeballs, only endless darkness, showed a strange smile to Shen Ming. In the end, there was wet soil between the teeth. Could this be the legendary living corpse?
Shen Ming was stunned for a moment, and then a huge force came from his right hand, and the originally black patterns around him suddenly turned into thick silver.
Before Shen Ming had time to react, the whole person and the withered living corpse disappeared directly from the place!
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When Shen Ming appeared again, he found that he was standing in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
The sky was blood red, and there were corpses everywhere, endless corpses as far as the eye could see.
Shen Ming felt a sharp pain in his chest again, and he tore open the clothes on his chest. The strange and wriggling black pattern slowly faded at this moment, turning into a trace of black air and disappearing into the air.
"What's going on?" Shen Ming couldn't help but take two steps back, but found that he seemed to have stepped on something soft.
Looking back, I saw a bloody severed hand, with broken limbs and arms everywhere. It seemed like an unimaginable battle had taken place here. Where on earth was this?
Shen Ming was completely stunned. He may have seen tens of thousands of undead armies, but he had never seen such a bloody and cruel scene!
Shen Ming even stopped thinking at this moment, and the strange curse mark on his chest was suddenly lifted.
But what is going on?
“Incredible!”
The ancient king's voice was full of exclamation. Obviously, he was also very shocked by the scene in front of him.
"What a cruel approach! How much hatred and hatred must exist to allow a person to keep these corpses in the ground and imprison these souls floating in the air here forever!"
"What did you say? Is there really a ghost?" Shen Ming finally realized it at this moment. The mountain of corpses and sea of blood in front of him really shocked him. When had he seen so many dead people?
There were corpses as far as the eye could see, and it was hard to imagine what had happened.
"Don't worry, this space is indeed full of what you call lonely ghosts, which are soul fragments. This person is harmless, and it is even said to be a paradise for necromancers.
However, Gu is very puzzled as to why such a place was created? If Gu's guess is correct, this place should have existed as long as the ruins city.
Look at the clothes of these people, they are weird and don’t look like modern people at all. And don’t the patterns embroidered on these people’s clothes look very similar to the patterns on the stone slabs that you found when you first entered that city? Maybe... now
These dead people are the same city from back then..."
The ancient king did not continue. For a king, it is inevitable to make a sacrifice to fulfill a great ambition.
But such a cruel approach made even the emperor of Qin couldn't help but sigh. Not only did he slaughter a whole city of people, but his corpses were preserved to this day and their souls were imprisoned. There is no humanity at all!
"What kind of hatred is this!" Shen Ming couldn't help but swallowed, but he didn't want to explore what happened in that era now. How to leave this ghost place was the most important thing.
What happened to that haggard living corpse just now? Also, why did the curse mark on his chest suddenly disappear?
Where is the living corpse that brought me here just now?
Shen Ming didn't know whether he should walk around randomly. Although he didn't notice the danger, Shen Ming was facing countless corpses. The feeling of stepping on soft and rotten objects was really scary. There was a feeling that came from instinct.
feeling of resistance.
"bring it on!!"
It’s that weird language, and that weird situation. Shen Ming has obviously never heard of this ancient language, but he can understand it! This seems to be no longer an auditory communication, but a soul communication.
Already.
Shen Ming couldn't help but look forward. There were still endless corpses, but Shen Ming was able to thank you for sensing that direction, which was the direction calling him.
"What should I do? The voice came again. It's very strange. I should not be able to understand it. But I seem to understand what he is saying to me, and he calls me again!" Shen Ming no longer knows what he is going to do.
Well, how do I leave this place?
Space transfer token?
"Even if I still have 30% of my strength, I can help you break through this space, but there is really no way now.
Maybe you can find a way out only by finding the source, and your curse seal should have been lifted. Maybe its role is just to guide you here, and it doesn't really want to harm your life."
"You said so, do I have any other choice?" Shen Ming finally took a step forward. He had a chance to escape, but he didn't want to waste the space token in this place.
There are still many dangers in the future. How many spaces are there for him to escape? How many chestnut balls can he save his life?
Stepping on these corpses, Shen Ming's instinctive disgust and the smell of blood in the air would have made him spit it out long ago. Faced with such a scene, even if he was not frightened, he would still be almost scared.
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While walking among the corpses, Shen Ming tried his best to keep his breathing steady. After staying in this place for a long time, Shen Ming found that the madness in his heart seemed to be becoming more and more uncontrollable.
"Boy Shen, killing may be a simple process, because as long as you are strong, you can decide everything.
With Gu's strength at that time, who couldn't be killed? I could kill everyone in the world, but I couldn't do it after all!
Don't let madness influence you, it will only make you cold-blooded and make you lose everything!" The ancient king noticed the change in Shen Ming's mentality and hurriedly reminded him.
"I know that my power is not to kill innocent people indiscriminately. I am to protect the beauty I have now. No matter what, no one can hurt the people I want to protect!"
Shen Ming clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. He could not ignore life, even if these were just corpses. But weren't they once alive?
Shen Ming didn't know whether these people were glorious or humble in life, but in the end they just turned into corpses. Shen Ming would never let himself or the people around him become the remnant souls of others under the butcher's knife!
must!
I don’t know how long I walked, but Shen Ming was more and more shocked. How many people had died? How many corpses were piled up?
He didn't even know how high these corpses were stacked, because he had never seen the ground at all, and the space seemed endless.
"What is that?" Shen Ming seemed to see someone floating in the sky, but the figure was very faint, as if transparent.
"It's just lonely souls and wild ghosts. There should be many more in this space. These souls are trapped here and cannot be absorbed by the heaven and earth, and there is no carrier to attach to. This person must have been very strong in life, otherwise the soul may not be able to be so solid.
." The ancient king sighed. He still felt that such an approach was cruel in his heart. No matter how deeply he hated him, he could only kill people with a nod of his head.
But... maybe this is Ru Feiyu, who doesn't know the pain of fish! What happened to make a person, a strong man who may be invincible in the world at that time, do such a crazy move!
Shen Ming walked for a long time, and there were already more and more wandering souls around him! It should be said that there are visible wandering souls, and there may be even more invisible weak wandering souls.
These wandering souls have lost their intelligence over a long period of time. They obviously have an instinctive fear for the sudden appearance of Shen Ming, a living person. Although they wander around Shen Ming wantonly, they dare not get too close.
Naturally, Shen Ming would not meddle in their own business and pay attention to them. He just kept watching until... he saw the ground for the first time.
There were corpses all around, and the place was empty, but standing in the center of the empty space, a man was holding a woman.
The man and woman were also silent, but their expressions were so vivid, as if they had just died.
You can even see the tears in the corners of the woman's eyes and the angry and unwilling expression on the man's face.
Shen Ming stopped because the voice told him that he had reached his final destination.
"Why? Why did you bring me here!" Shen Ming said loudly to the two corpses he was facing. He didn't know if the other party could understand what he said. But if that existence could make him understand what he said, he should be able to understand him too.
my own.
"Answer me a question, does darkness deserve to die? Does the shadow magician have to be killed?"
The voice sounded again, and the tone was full of grief, anger and... helplessness.
"I am also a shadow magician. According to what you say, should I die? So you are trying to kill me?" Shen Ming asked rhetorically. However, he had already done it at this moment, so it was a move to cope with the unexpected.
After hearing what Shen Ming said, the voice fell silent. It took a long time before he spoke again, but this time there seemed to be a feeling of joy: "So... you and her are both the same kind of people. Darkness doesn't mean that you are not worthy of the light, right?"
?So they were wrong, so they all deserve to die!
So I was right...they deserved to die!"
As the voice spoke, the hatred in its tone could no longer be concealed.
After sighing deeply, the voice began to talk to itself:
"There is a place called Stoke. A boy has been regarded as the son of a god since he was born, because he awakened to light magic. Even if he didn't have the slightest resistance when facing the monster, everyone can
Go ahead and die for him!
And in that place, it was a disaster for a child who had awakened to the shadow system! The boy also believed at first that those chosen by the darkness were all bad guys and should be killed!
Until I met a girl, she smiled like an angel. She took in many orphans from Stoke and was so kind. But no one knew that she had also awakened the shadow system, because her parents hid it well for him.
The boy who is the son of God fell in love with this kind-hearted girl. Everything should have been wonderful, and all the people of Stoke should be blessed...but finally the girl's identity as a shadow magician was exposed.
All the beauty was broken. The son of the gods fell in love with a woman chosen by the darkness. Everyone thought that the boy was bewitched and called the woman evil. Even the children who had been taken care of by the woman had fear and fear on their faces.
An expression of disgust.
The boy tried his best to explain that the girl would not hurt anyone. In fact, the girl would not. But why didn't they let the girl go?"
The voice was getting sadder and more painful. He was telling a story, but it obviously happened to him.
The boy who is the Son of God may be that voice... How ironic! Since the person who is named the Son of God is the source of destruction for those foolish believers!
"Stupid, but maybe this is the rule." Shen Ming shook his head helplessly. Maybe this is the choice of the times, just like money is paramount now. People without money are like the shadow magicians of that era, living hard.
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Shen Ming may sympathize with his situation, but this is not the reason to trap Shen Ming now.
"You think it's stupid too... But why was I stupid in the first place? I secretly protected her body, but why were they still unwilling to let it go?
At that time... I suddenly felt, who am I, the son of the gods? The so-called light and the so-called darkness are not decided by them? I am just a toy that those people play with at will. My body began to be out of control, and the weird power continued
The water surged out, getting stronger and stronger... becoming more and more uncontrollable!
The lofty son of a god finally became a prisoner in a prison...how ironic!
Maybe I really am the son of a god, destined to end this evil country!
But killing people is really enjoyable, and the exhilaration of revenge really makes me uncontrollable! I want to reset the world for God, and I want these evil descendants to die a good death!
Now I find that I seem to have really succeeded, and the real evil has been eliminated. Shadow magicians like you will no longer be regarded as evil... Do you think this is my credit?"
The voice became more and more distorted and crazy, and Shen Ming became more and more cautious and panicked.
A person who is completely devoured by the madness in his heart, no matter how tragic his original intention is, is ultimately just a complete madman.