The closer they got to this damned place, the more strange things happened along the way.
Take Kudo Shinji's team for example. In his team, except for Ban Chen, who died the earliest, there were four people before entering the sewer to explore.
At the same time.
A cute girl with pigtails was sitting obediently on a bench eating ice cream.
"Xiaoxi, Xiaoxi, Xiaoxi, why are you running around again!"
A beautiful woman with a good figure hurried over.
Xiaoxi raised her head and a white liquid dripped from the corner of her mouth.
It was the juice of the melted ice cream.
"Hello, mommy."
"What are you talking about?" The young woman rubbed Xiaoxi's head lovingly.
"Mommy taught Xiaoxi to be polite to 'people'!"
Xiaoxi licked the ice cream and showed an expression that said, 'Praise me, praise me.'
"Yes, yes, yes, my Xiaoxi is the most polite!"
Suddenly.
At this moment.
Pa.
Xiaoxi's small body trembled slightly. The ice cream in her hand that she had not finished licking fell to the ground and smashed into a paste.
She suddenly stood up, raised her head, looked in a certain direction, and stared deeply.
The moment Xiaoxi stood up, the beautiful woman's movements suddenly froze in place. Her eyes were empty and lost all light, as if she was a puppet without a soul.
Streaks of dazzling light danced and flowed in Xiao Xi's innocent and flawless eyes.
"How could it be?"
"Someone accidentally touched the 'Anchor Point'."
Xiaoxi shook her head. "But now, it's not the time."
"It's too early."
"Too early."
"Too early."
After saying that.
Xiaoxi raised her small palm high and slapped the air in front of her.
Pa — —
There was clearly no one in front of her. When Xiaoxi slapped her palm down, the scenery around her palm was slightly distorted and several strange patterns appeared out of thin air.
After slapping the air, Xiaoxi lowered her head and muttered to herself.
"I shouldn't be breaking the rules like this? As long as no one finds out, it's not a violation! Well, it's not! "
The beautiful woman's eyes regained their luster.
She lowered her head and found that Xiaoxi's ice cream had accidentally fallen to the ground.
"You child, why are you so careless."
"Mommy, I want more!"
"It's not good for children to eat too much! At that time, Xiaoxi will have diarrhea! "
"Annoying, how can I not be annoyed? But it's still much better than now. "
"Why don't you think about yourself? Do you only think about the child? "
"For example?"
"For example … where will the wedding be held?"
"The South Pole, tranquil."
Molly looked at him as if he was crazy and said with a smile, "Have you forgotten that the Antarctic continent has been blown up? We can't stay there anymore."
"Then … when everything is settled, I'll make another one."
"Who do you want to date?"
"Who did you build the South Pole with?"
"You know I'm talking about marriage."
"This, I haven't decided yet … Why did you pinch me?"
"Bastard."
Molly lowered her head, not wanting Irin to see her expression.
Familiar memories, familiar lines, and familiar scenes, but they were different people.
Irin felt like he was a zombie when he said those words.
This was an illusion.
But he clearly knew that this was an illusion. Everything in front of him was not real.
But Irin still couldn't help it. He clenched his fists and asked, "Where is Ling Yiyi?"
Molly raised her head again.
Her expression was blank.
"Who is Ling Yiyi?"
Whoosh.
The moment Molly said that sentence, the scene in front of him suddenly cracked.
Whoosh —
It was as if glass had broken into the ground.
When Irin came back to his senses, he was in a dilapidated tent again.
Outside the tent, flames shot up into the sky, casting shadows on the tent.
More than ten people, including Irin, were squeezed into a small tent.
Irin raised his head and swept his gaze across the dirty faces of the dozen people.
He didn't know why, but he couldn't see their faces clearly.
But he should have known.
They were …
Irin suddenly felt a headache.
At this moment, a tall man in armor with a solemn expression walked to the center of the tent and spread out a map.
"The Conquering Knight brought his' ten-man group 'across the sea. According to eyewitness reports, the Death Knight and his' Eight Shadows' will also pass through this route."
"If they meet, there will definitely be a battle. This might be a chance for us to take advantage of the situation."
"At the very least, we have to weaken the strength of their subordinates. We can't let our 'territory' decrease anymore."
"But this operation is very risky. Our opponents are two 'Horsemen of the Apocalypse'. It can be said that we have a slim chance of survival."
The armored man raised his head, his eyes filled with determination. "This might be the only chance for us humans to defeat the 'natural disaster'. I will definitely go, you guys …"
"Heh, if the world is finished, no one can drag out an ignoble existence. It doesn't make much of a difference whether you go or not."
"Unfortunately, Mo Rendi is dead. If he was still alive, we would do our best to find an 'invitation' for him … "
"Shh …"
In the tent, everyone shut their mouths at the same time. The suppressed feelings of despair silently spread.
Irin felt cold all over.
Beside him.
Someone squeezed his hand tightly.
That hand was also cold.
There was no warmth at all.
Irin slowly and forcefully turned his head bit by bit.
The person beside him was Molly.
Irin, who had been silent all this time, took a deep breath.
"Where is Ling Yiyi?"
This short sentence seemed to have exhausted all the strength in Irin's body.
When he finished speaking.
In the tent, everyone turned their heads blankly and looked at Irin.
Zeng.
The scene in front of Irin changed again.
One by one, the scenes that had left a deep impression on him quickly appeared like a merry-go-round.
Irin was like an outsider, standing in the flames of war that filled the sky, standing among countless monsters, helplessly witnessing all of this again.
Those were battles after battles.
The Horsemen of the Apocalypse who rode their mounts and changed the color of the world with every move.
The merry-go-round jumped quickly.
That day.
It was raining from the sky.
The rain fell on Irin's body, sizzling with white smoke.
This was the "acid rain".
Irin looked down. His hands were full of wet soil, and there was blood between his fingers.
"This is …"
Irin looked up.
He happened to see a small grave under his hands that he had built with his own hands.
There was a tombstone on it.
The tombstone was empty, and there was no time to carve a name.
But Irin knew whose name should be engraved on it.
Irin looked around.
Originally, in his memory, under this oppressive acid rain, Ling Yiyi was by his side.
But here … there was none.
There was only this rain, this eternal night that would never usher in the dawn, this cold grave, and Molly, who had lost her warmth in the grave.
"It's this world … that's wrong."
Irin lowered his head, letting the acid rain wash the soil and blood on his hands.
Pa —
All of a sudden.
While Irin was savoring this realistic illusion, he felt a buzz at the back of his head, and the scene in front of him shook violently.
That feeling was as if someone had jumped up high and slapped the back of his head hard, the kind that would kill him.
Irin felt a pain in his head.
It was as if his whole body was splitting open.
At this moment, the scene in front of him twisted, spun, and quickly faded.
When Irin opened his eyes again, he was back in the cave where the half-body Buddha statue had been chiseled.
In front of Irin's eyes, the layers of halos that caused Irin to fall into the illusion had disappeared.
Irin took less than a second to quickly confirm his surroundings.
On the high platform, the mysterious person who had emitted a strange light had disappeared.
As if he had never appeared.
Irin looked down.
He saw that everyone in the square had taken out a strange dagger at the same time.
Regardless of whether it was the followers of the Order of Dawn or the missing people who had been abducted from various places, all of them were kneeling on the ground. They were chanting while holding the strangely shaped dagger with both hands, raising it high above their heads. Their expressions were crazed and pious.
Hundreds of people kneeling on the ground, holding the dagger with both hands. This scene was frozen.
In an instant, this strange scene made Irin think of a word.
— — "Ritual."
That's right, this group of people seemed to be performing some kind of ancient and mysterious ritual.
That mysterious person, after releasing the halo on the high platform, combined with the burning "incense" around him, this strange ritual had reached its climax.
Irin was surprised.
"What are they trying to do?"
Facing this mysterious and vast ritual, Irin had this thought, and the answer had already appeared in front of him.
He saw that all of the people holding the ritual dagger only maintained the posture of holding the dagger with both hands for a second, and at the same time, they turned the dagger around and forcefully stabbed it into their hearts!
Chi!
The sound of hundreds of people, hundreds of knives, hundreds of hands stabbing the heart, converged into one sound.
Irin did not stop it, and it was impossible to stop it.
Their minds had already lost their minds, and no matter who came, it was impossible to stop these people.
Unless Irin could kill everyone here in an instant.
But for them, there was no difference in the outcome.
Irin held his breath, and he chose to wait and see.
Since he could not change the outcome, since he could not save anyone, he wanted to see the end of this ritual with his own eyes.
A large amount of blood spurted out from everyone's chest.
They were so ruthless that they actually cut open the heart, and let the blood spurt out as much as possible.
The strong smell of blood spread in the narrow space, and actually covered the burning incense in the fire tank.
In the blink of an eye.
Everyone's blood seeped into the ground.
A faint blue light appeared on the ground.
Irin then realized that under the feet of those people, there was a huge formation pattern.
Because the light was dim, and because there were so many people, they directly knelt on the formation pattern. Before the pattern emitted the blue light, Irin did not notice the existence of this strange "formation".
The blue light became brighter and brighter.
Streaks of blue light, which seemed to be filled with mysterious and hard to understand information or data, rose from all over the ground, and then gathered above everyone's head.
Irin looked at the place where the light gathered, and raised his head.
With this look, Irin's expression was stunned.
The scene in front of him, made Irin feel that it was somewhat familiar.
The light that gathered above the hall, actually tore a gap in the space.
One by one, cubes of light appeared from the gap.
"Li — —"
Suddenly.
A strange and mournful sound, surged out from the gap.
In that instant, Irin's ears were buzzing from the strange sound, and he saw stars.
Subconsciously, he touched his ears. His ears were actually bleeding from the shock of the sound.
"This is … … summoning!"
At the same time.
Master Yun Feng seemed to have no interest in the fishnet stockings, and expressionlessly recited the Buddhist scripture with the other monks.
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