She touched the shadowy sand directly.
Of course, Amber did not do this simply because she was hot-headed. Although she was usually mischievous and naughty, she was more cowardly than most people. Cherishing her life and staying away from danger had been her survival principle for so many years. If she did not have a certain degree of confidence, she would not casually come into contact with this unknown thing.
Others had come into contact with the shadowy sand. Whether it was Modir who first brought them out, or Victoria and Margie who were responsible for collecting and transporting the samples, they had all come into contact with the sand. And after that, they did not show any abnormalities. It turned out that although this thing might be related to the gods, it was not harmful to ordinary people like other relics of the gods. It should not be a problem to touch it.
As these thoughts flashed through her mind, Amber's fingers had already touched the grayish-white sand. It was such a small thing that her fingers almost did not feel anything.
Amber blinked and looked at her fingertips. A small grain of sand stuck to her skin. The grayish-white edge of the grain of sand was like a mist that trembled and spread across her fingertips.
"There's really no reaction …" She muttered to herself. She shook the sand off and leaned back lazily. However, the expected touch of the back of the chair did not come. She only felt that she suddenly lost her center of gravity. Her whole body fell backward, and the chair under her suddenly disappeared. Everything in front of her shook chaotically. It all happened so fast that she did not even have time to scream before she felt herself falling hard on the sand.
"Oh my God …" It was only then that Hu Po's cry of surprise rang out. His short cry of surprise spread far and wide in the vast desert.
A dry breeze blew from afar, and the texture of sand under her body was the texture of sand. Amber looked around with wide eyes. She saw an endless grayish-white desert stretching out in her line of sight. The sky in the distance was pale, and everything in sight was only black, white, and gray. She could not be more familiar with this kind of scenery.
"Uhh …" Amber got up from the ground, the grayish-white sand falling off her body. She froze on the spot for a moment before muttering guiltily, "Isn't today a bad day to seek death …"
Although she muttered to herself, the nervousness on her face dissipated slightly. She found that the familiar feeling of being able to control herself and her surroundings in the Shadow Realm was still the same as before, and the "connection" from the real world was still there. She could still return to the outside world at any time. She did not know if it was an illusion, but she even felt that her perception and control of the Shadow Realm was much stronger than usual.
In addition, the environment here was indeed the Shadow Realm that she was most familiar with. Her good condition and familiarity with the environment allowed her to quickly calm down.
She still remembered the information that Maggie had brought. She remembered the description of this grayish-white desert. This place was very likely to be the Divine Kingdom of the Goddess of Shadow. Even if it was not the Divine Kingdom, it was still a different space. For mortals, this place itself meant danger.
This danger was caused by the essence of divinity. It had nothing to do with whether she was the "Chosen One of the Shadows" or not.
Amber took a deep breath. She was as firm as ever in her understanding of the "Chosen One of the Shadows". Then she began to look around, trying to find the things that Maggie had described in this vast desert — the mountain-like throne, or the black silhouettes of the city ruins in the distance.
However, when she looked around, she didn't see anything other than the grayish-white sand and some strange black stones scattered across the desert.
"That's weird …" Amber could not help but mutter softly, "Didn't Maggie say that there was a throne or altar as big as a mountain here?"
Just as she finished speaking, she heard the sound of the wind. A gale of unknown origin suddenly swept in front of her, and a monstrous amount of greyish-white sand was swept up by the wind. It was as if a mountain had risen into the air and rolled over in front of her. This terrifying scene that blotted out the sky and covered the sun caused Hu Po to instantly scream out, "Oh my god!", and after realizing that there was no way she could outrun the sandstorm, she immediately found a sandpit and squatted down. At the same time, she hugged her head tightly and prepared to run back to the real world if the sandstorm really came crashing over.
However, she did not feel any sand falling on her body. The loud rumbling sound came and went even faster. A moment later, she felt the sound in her ears disappear, and the pressure brought by the monstrous sand disappeared. She held her head in her hands and squatted on the ground for a few seconds before she dared to slowly get up and turn her head.
She saw a huge throne standing in front of her. The bottom of the throne looked like an ancient altar that had collapsed. Collapsed and broken pillars were scattered around the throne. Each pillar was more magnificent than the thickest tower she had ever seen in her life. Near the throne altar, she could see the broken stone floor and various scattered and damaged objects. Each of them was huge and exquisite, as if an era that had been forgotten by the world was presented in front of her in the form of a fragmented legacy.
Amber stared at everything with her eyes wide open. For a moment, she even forgot to breathe. After a long time, she came back to her senses and vaguely realized that the appearance of the throne was most likely related to her "idea" just now.
"That is to say …" She whispered and slowly turned her head to look at the opposite side of the throne. She was no longer the little thief who knew nothing many years ago. Years of hard work to acquire knowledge and various kinds of information from the Theocratic Council had allowed her to accumulate a vast amount of mystical knowledge. Therefore, in the face of this strange situation, she quickly had a preliminary idea. "These things were originally here, but before I realized it, they were invisible to me? Or … "
She looked at the boundless desert in the distance and recalled Margie's description: there was a black silhouette on the other side of the desert. It looked like the ruins of a city, and the Mistress of the Night sat on the fallen throne as if she was eternally watching over the ruins …
The desert in the distance seemed to have changed vaguely. Hazy dust rose from the horizon, and black silhouettes began to appear. However, just as the shadows were about to condense, Amber suddenly came to her senses and desperately controlled her association with the "city silhouette" because she suddenly remembered that there was not only a city ruin, but also a crazy, twisted, indescribable, terrifying monster!
"Stop, stop, stop. I can't think about it anymore. If I keep thinking about it, I don't know what will appear … That kind of thing is fine as long as you can't see it. As long as you can't see it, it's fine. Please don't see it, please don't see it …" Amber broke out in a cold sweat. The knowledge of divine pollution was frantically warning her, but the more she tried to control her thoughts, the more she could not stop the thoughts of "city silhouettes" and "twisted and chaotic flesh" in her mind. In a hurry, she bit her tongue hard, and then suddenly an idea flashed in her mind.
"Let the function y = f (x) in a certain interval …"
Amber desperately tried to recall the book she saw in Gwen's study, "The Book of Ultimate Horror, The Darkness of This World, The Shocking Book of Eternal Impurity". Just as she recalled the beginning, her mind went blank. She almost forgot her own name, let alone the city silhouettes and the indescribable flesh …
"Phew … That was close … Fortunately, this thing works."
Miss Half-Elf patted her chest and glanced into the distance with a lingering fear. She saw that the shadow that had just emerged from the end of the sand had indeed retreated to the "invisible place", and this confirmed her earlier guess: in this strange "Shadow Realm," the state of some things was related to the observer's own "cognition", and she, as a "special observer" who had a relationship with the Shadow Realm, could control the range of what she could "see" to a certain extent.
And for some things related to divinity, as long as it did not appear, touch, or hear, as long as it did not appear in the observer's cognition, then there would be no contact and influence.
"Incredible … Is this the authority of the Shadow Goddess? Or do all the divine kingdoms have this feature? "
Hu Po muttered softly. Actually, she did not have the habit of muttering to herself normally, but in this overly quiet desert, she had no choice but to rely on this kind of muttering to herself to calm her overly nervous heart. Then she withdrew her gaze from the distance, and in order to prevent herself from accidentally thinking of those things that she should not think of again, she forced herself to turn her eyes to the huge throne.
On the throne, she did not see the mountain-like figure that Maggie had mentioned, which could cover the sky when it stood up.
"This should be the place that Modir saw in the 'dream' …" Amber muttered in her heart. "According to Maggie, the Shadow Goddess is sitting on this throne … Where is she?"
She stood under the throne and struggled to look up. The mottled ancient boulders and the altar were reflected in her Amber eyes. She stared blankly for a long time, and could not help but whisper, "The Shadow Goddess … Is this really the divine kingdom of the Shadow Goddess?"
She looked to her side and saw a broken boulder that had fallen from one of the pillars. It was stuck in the sand nearby. She could still see thick and beautiful lines on the boulder. It was unknown how many years it had been standing here. The scale of time seemed to have lost its effect here. Deep in thought, Amber reached out and touched the pale stone. She only felt a cold touch, and … emptiness.
She was the Chosen of the Shadow Goddess.
She had heard the voice of the Shadow Goddess more than once.
The voice was warm and bright, without the slightest breath of "darkness" and "coldness." The voice would tell her many happy things, and patiently listen to her complain about the troubles and difficulties of life. Although the frequency of the voice had decreased in the past two years, she was sure that the feeling the "Shadow Goddess" gave her was completely different from this desolate desert.
The breath lingering in this desert … was not the Shadow Goddess's, at least not the "Shadow Goddess" she was familiar with.
But this desert still gave her a very familiar feeling. Not only was it familiar, but it was also very intimate.
Hu Po took a light breath and turned to walk in the direction of the throne. She climbed up the huge rocks around the collapsed altar at the base of the throne, and then crossed the huge chasm-like cracks between the rocks. The scale of the throne was so large that even though she had been standing next to the pedestal, it still took a long and arduous climb to reach the foot of the throne.
She did not know what she wanted to do. She felt that she probably just wanted to know what she could see from the direction of the throne, or maybe she just wanted to see if there was any different scenery on the throne. She felt that she was really bold. The owner of the throne was not here now, but who knew when he would appear, but she still dared to do such a thing.
However, she continued to climb towards the throne, as if something was calling out to her from there.
But when she finally reached the foot of the throne and began to climb its body that was covered with ancient and mysterious lines, a voice suddenly came from not far away. She was so scared that she almost rolled back to the original path.
"Little girl, what are you doing?"
Amber was startled. She loosened her grip and sat on the ground. The next second, she jumped up like a frightened rabbit and hid behind the nearest boulder in a flash. She subconsciously wanted to use Shadowstep to hide in the Shadow Realm, but then she remembered that she was now in a different space that was suspected to be the Shadow Realm. The shadow around her flickered and quietly dissipated in the air.
She felt her heart pounding. She stuck her head out to observe the movement outside. After a while, the voice came into her ears again. "Little girl, did I scare you?"
It was an aged voice. It was gentle and amiable, and it didn't sound hostile. Although she only heard the voice, Amber's mind immediately imagined the figure of an amiable old man standing in the distance. She then began to analyze the information provided by Maggie and quickly matched it with the voice Modiel Werde had heard in his "dream."
The Shadow Goddess was not on the throne, but the voice that was exactly the same as Modiel's was?
Amber quickly calmed down and roughly determined that the voice was not hostile. Then she dared to poke her head out to look for the source of the voice.
"Little girl, I'm here. Do you see it? There's a pillar here … "
The voice rang out again, and Hu Po finally found the source of the voice. She calmed herself down and walked over. The other party greeted her with a smile. "Ah, I didn't expect to see a guest here, and a guest with a normal mind at that. Even though I've heard that there were a few intelligent creatures who accidentally wandered into this place, I've never seen them since I came here... What's your name?"
"Amber," Amber said casually, staring at the top of the stone pillar that was only a meter high. "Who are you?"
"You can call me Werde," the old and kind voice said cheerfully. "I'm just a useless old man."
Amber took a deep breath and did not dare to relax. "Modiel Werde? Are you that great adventurer? "
"I don't know what Modiel is. My name is Werde, and I'm indeed an adventurer," the great adventurer who called himself Werde said cheerfully. "I didn't expect … Do you know me?"
"I don't know you, but I know you," Amber said cautiously, then raised her finger and pointed at the man. "And I have a question. Why are you … a book?"
(End of Chapter)
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