Hao Ren stood beside Teuton and looked up. What he saw was a haphazard patchwork of architectural structures that looked like an abstract painting. The interior of the endless tower was filled with a thin gray fog. Through the fog, there were countless corridors, stairs, and bridges that were connected to each other. Inexplicable platforms extended from the walls, seemingly crumbling rooms, meaningless walls, and even stairs and aisles that were broken in the middle. Some discontinuous broken stairs that seemed to be pulled together were connected to some stone platforms that were built out of thin air, spiraling up to the end of the horizon. It was a dizzying sight.
The scene was so strange that Hao Ren could not find a logical line in the chaotic structure. The structures that were pieced together by absurd means even violated the laws of nature in reality. Ordinary people would suffer great mental stress and damage just by looking at such a scene. After barely getting rid of the mental pollution, Hao Ren immediately remembered what he had seen outside the Netherrealm Clock Tower. The whole tower was like a toy fortress built by a naughty child, with inexplicable geometries and stacked structures that did not conform to the laws of physics. It now seemed that the interior of the tower was far more chaotic than it looked. It was simply the result of a large number of buildings that did not match at all.
"This …" Lily looked up and suddenly felt as dizzy as Hao Ren. "What was the structure like here before?"
"The structure of the Netherrealm Clock Tower is chaotic from the second floor, and it used to be like this," Teuton said in a serious voice. "But it was not as chaotic as it is now, and … I don't know the way the stairs and platforms are put together!"
As soon as Teuton's voice trailed off, Hao Ren heard a rumbling sound coming from above. Everyone looked up at the same time and was shocked to see a staircase moving in the air, slowly connecting to a platform that protruded from the wall.
"This tower … is changing shape?" Vivian was in disbelief. "Is this place alive?"
Teuton did not say a word. He just stared at the intricate paths and stairs above. His eyes jumped between the platforms and the broken rooms, trying to piece together the correct route. "… The general path is still there. If we go up the ramp on the left, we should be able to reach the higher floors. But these roads are not stable right now. If something happens in the middle, it will be dangerous. "
Y'lisabet raised her hand. "Can't we just fly up?"
"In this tower, seemingly empty places are more dangerous than standing on solid ground." Teuton said faintly as he continued to observe the changing stairways and platforms above him. After a while, he finally confirmed that some of the routes would not change. The structure was fixed to the wall and was quite stable, and almost all of them could be connected to form a path. He led the team forward. "Follow me. Watch your step."
Everyone followed Teuton out of the wine cellar. Due to the disorderly structure of the building, the wine cellar was no longer a sealed space. Not only was there no roof above, but one side of the wall had also disappeared, so they could walk directly to the platform outside.
Hao Ren and Vivian walked together. After a while, they suddenly saw some cracks of various sizes on the wall as if it had been cracked by an external force. Some of the cracks were even a few inches wide, and there were lights of different intensity leaking out from them. Out of curiosity, he moved his eyes closer, and what he saw made him a little startled.
Looking through the cracks in the wall, he saw a brightly lit and splendid hall on the other side. Many well-dressed men and women gathered in the hall, enjoying themselves amidst food, music, and wine. The elegant ladies and gentlemen danced lightly, as if they were immersed in a never-ending banquet. However, when he thought that he was in the Netherrealm Clock Tower, Hao Ren felt a strange sense of incongruity brought about by the disorderly time and space.
The others did not seem to notice the cracks on the wall. The demon hunters were walking in silence. Only Vivian noticed that Hao Ren had stopped. "What did you find?" she asked.
"There's something outside the wall," Hao Ren said, grabbing Vivian. "Look."
Vivian also took a look. She was surprised and recognized something. "That looks like … the place where Odin held his banquet. I remember there was a hall like this in Asgard."
"The Norse gods?" Hao Ren was shocked. Odin and the Norse gods had been dead for thousands of years. How could their shadows appear in the cracks on the wall of the Netherrealm Clock Tower?
He frowned and came to an even larger crack to see more details. However, as soon as he moved his eyes closer, he saw a wave of sabers and swords attacking him!
Hao Ren quickly calmed himself down. He saw that the previously closed hall had been replaced by an open battlefield. Countless warriors in gorgeous armor with blurred faces were fighting on the battlefield. Their opponents were mutant beasts and ferocious humanoid monsters. A black dragon with thick smoke was slowly flying across the sky. Smoke and flames fell from the dragon, igniting the mountains and forests, and the poisonous gas on its body had rotted and cracked the earth.
On the edge of this chaotic battlefield, a dazzling light, like the rising sun, slowly overflowed the horizon, full of the aura of holiness and destruction.
"It's the Twilight of the Gods, the battle that took place in the Garden of Asgard. Those soldiers are the einherjars," Vivian said. "I saw it from a distance. The gods of Asgard and other primordial gods fought, and Yggdrasil almost collapsed in the real world. Later, the demon hunters launched a sneak attack when both sides were at their most exhausted. They first destroyed Jotunheim, and then fired the annihilation magic bullets at the magic pivot of Yggdrasil from Jotunheim."
"It's the weapon of the Netherrealm Clock Tower," Hao Ren muttered to himself and looked at another crack. This time, he saw a giant golden ship floating in the clouds. The golden ship was as dazzling as the sun, and countless figures were swaying on the ship. Each of them was tall, strong, and handsome. The giant ship broke through the sea of clouds, revealing the land below. The Nile River was flowing on the land.
It was the Sun Ship of Ra.
"These are images from the Mythological Era," Vivian said in a low voice. "Did the demon hunters collect them?"
At this time, White Flame's voice came from the front, interrupting Hao Ren and Vivian. "What are you two doing there?"
"What's with these cracks on the wall?" Hao Ren caught up with the team and pointed at the cracks on the wall that revealed the ancient scenes. "Are these ancient videos left by your ancestors?"
White Flame was stunned when she heard what Hao Ren said. "Cracks? What cracks? "
She then glanced at the wall. "There's nothing over there."
"You can't see it?" Hao Ren was surprised. He immediately pulled Lily aside and asked, "Can you see the cracks on the wall?"
Lily was confused. "What?"
No one else could see those things!
Hao Ren quickly asked everyone around him. Finally, he was sure that only he and Vivian could see the cracks that showed the past. This situation suddenly made him a little creeped out.
After listening to Vivian's description, White Flame speculated based on her understanding of the Netherrealm Clock Tower. "I'm afraid what you see is the afterimage of the distortion of space and time. The Netherrealm Clock Tower is located in the most unstable crevice of space and time. In fact, even we don't know how big the tower is. Sometimes some inexplicable rooms or doors suddenly appear in the middle of the tower, but most of the time, they are phantoms, visible but not tangible. You may have encountered something similar. "
Hao Ren did not comment. He knew that what White Flame said made sense, but he was sure that what he and Vivian saw was not the same as what he and Vivian saw.
"I was born from the divine blood, and you have directly touched the divine blood," Vivian whispered to Hao Ren. "I'm afraid that's the problem. This tower is a relic of the goddess of creation, and we have established a connection with it."
"That is to say, the Netherrealm Clock Tower has been automatically monitoring the otherworldlings on Earth, and because we are both connected to the divine blood, we have some kind of access to the database?" Hao Ren was surprised. "What does this tower do?"
Vivian shook her head. "God knows. It's obviously mutated now. Maybe it was … Wait, there's someone in front of us!"
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