After the surrounding flames disappeared, Lu Ning found herself in a ruin-like house with a different layout than the one that was burning before. Fresh blood was spattered on the walls, and a trace of blood showed that someone had just escaped from there. She looked around and saw no other clues. She took some pictures and followed the blood trail.
There was no scene change after going out this time. Instead, it was an abandoned street where a bloodshed seemed to have just occurred. Some corpses fell in the corner and were ignored. The few who were still alive were just lingering. As far as Lu Ning could see, most of them were seriously injured. Although she could perform a simple bandage with her own medical knowledge, these people could not survive without medicines and blood transfusions.
But after all, it was a scene in her memory, and there was no need for her to save it. Lu Ning took two steps and followed the blood stains to find a man half lying in the shadows breathing heavily. There was a large pool of blood on his abdomen. Some of the organs that had not been stuffed back were still outside. He was holding a bag in his hand. A broken steel knife will also lead to death sooner or later.
Lu Ning made the flames brighter, illuminating his face.
This was just a person who vaguely impressed her. He seemed to be one of the previous tourists, but Lu Ning had never encountered them before. And this man also raised his head slightly because of the light, his somewhat cloudy eyes saw Lu Ning, and he twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Really...you...are here."
"Looks like you remember me."
"You are the first ones to leave...so you still have some impression."
"What did you encounter? Or what did you encounter? Let me explain in advance, I can't save you, I'm trapped in this place."
"Here...hehe. Anyway, all my teammates are dead...it doesn't hurt to tell you. We were chased by Mist and risked our lives to go to the train station at the entrance of the tide, but we still couldn't escape. Enter the train , searching for the king’s traces, trying to avoid Mist’s pursuit... Unfortunately, I am the only one left in the end, and I will die here..."
"Unfortunately."
"If it weren't for the chaotic scene, we wouldn't be like this. Mist... has actually deconstructed the mystery of death. They are creating their own special forces. A large number of dead residents have provided enough resources. Even the black carvings of the wasteland It's nothing more than a whetstone. When Mist's army of the dead takes shape, I'm afraid the black carving will have no meaning in existence."
"Is this why you learned about this?"
"This is top secret. The nobles don't want their ace in hand to be leaked, even if it is just one of their research projects." The tourist shook his head helplessly, "We tried our best to escape because we felt that this matter should at least be Let people know that if we leave things alone, there will definitely be bigger problems. It’s a pity that we can’t see them now.”
"Thank you for telling me this."
"Finally...can you make me feel more at ease? My internal organs have been destroyed. It's really painful now, and I don't have much strength..."
"Have a safe journey." Lu Ning pulled out a short knife and pierced his head with the knife, killing him instantly without leaving any pain.
This is just to give her a psychological comfort. What appeared in each room were fragments of memory, which meant that the tourist had died here before Lu Ning came, and his memory was still extracted and continued to become a link in this memory network. Thinking of this, Lu Ning became more and more worried about Dorothy, Dan Sheng and Yan Rong who had appeared before. She was not sure whether the memories of dead people would be merged in.
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The red net is spreading, the brooch embedded in the neck is beating like a heart, and the golden flame is dripping from the wings, burning into runes with sacred concepts on the ground.
"Exactly this..."
The witness of the ceremony pointed at Yan Rong and said with a smile.
"Too many people die just because they are not strong enough. They doubt themselves too easily and are easily affected by other things. Neither good people nor evil people can escape the most basic human heart, but you already have this solid foundation." Armor, you can withstand the distortion and annihilation in this prison."
"Tell me who you are." Yan Rong took a step forward, "otherwise my spear will pierce your chest."
"Me? Who am I? How could I know? I was given this name from the beginning, how could I possibly preserve something that the king would not allow me to keep? But - there is a way, there is a way, as long as we If you can see the king again, you will know everything!"
"I'm afraid it's not that simple, right?"
"It was originally like this, because the king only exists in the memory he built for himself, but! But now you have passed through the Broken Mirror Ruins, haven't you? You have seen the baptismal witnesses, and you have also seen the king's memory, We already have two-thirds of it!"
"What's the last third?"
"The Corridor of Eternal Calamity! If we can open up the connection with the Corridor of Eternal Calamity and communicate with the witnesses of the funeral, we will be able to obtain the complete memory fragments of the king! In addition to the ones he divided himself, there are enough memories to form the king as a whole! "
Yan Rong grinned: "That's good to say, but what good does this do to me?"
The witness of the crowning ceremony paused: "The king can answer all your questions. Only when he comes back can I leave here and my mission will be considered over."
"But I don't think it's a good thing for the king to come back." Yan Rong shook his head, "Is the king with only these broken memories really still the wise king? Even if he did, the result now is Did he arrange it all by himself? I can't trust such a person."
"Haha, thank you for being so calm. You don't look like those people who have fanatical beliefs in the king. It doesn't matter... If you don't do it, those who mistakenly enter here will sooner or later fall into the trap of thinking and become like this Part of the memory.”
"What do you mean?"
"Although I can't peek into the entire memory network, it is relatively clear to know whether it is active and how much it has grown. From before we just started talking, this prison has been eating happily... Obviously, fresh and delicious food Memories are being integrated into this prison. When the value of those who enter by mistake is completely drained, I am afraid they will be thrown into the bottom layer full of debris, and either become new monsters or be eaten by monsters."
Yan Rong frowned. She knew that her team's goal was to go straight to the palace and go to the deep palace prison. In addition, she had just quietly checked the team mission and found that the progress of badge collection had become four. It means that some people have gained something, and she doesn't want to gamble at all.
"The bottom monsters are the people who were eaten here before?"
"Although he is an extremely vicious murderer, his life experience has become richer and he is qualified nourishment. What surprises me is that the richness of these nutrients is no less than that of those murderers. I really want to know where they come from... "
Click.
Before the witness of the crowning ceremony could finish speaking, the ground began to fall apart. The spreading red net began to shatter the marble that made up the ground. The golden flame held Yan Rong in the air, and the scattered stones quickly fell into the empty space below. With the light of fire, it submerged into the thick darkness.
Countless eyeballs opened, turbid, bloodshot, prickly, burning, and deathly swollen. It took Yan Rong a few seconds to understand that these eyeballs were actually segments of memories, and they were quiet. Staring upward. In the middle of these eyeballs, nerves are so dense that they are almost agglomerated, connecting them together. It seems to be a brain but not a brain. These nerves are layered on top of each other, and you can only barely see that there are more eyeballs below. You can't see them at all. to the bottom.
In Yan Rong's gaze, a desperate eyeball with blue pupils slowly grew from a section of nerve, and soon became the same as any other eyeball.
"See? If you didn't pull your memory back just now, it will soon become the nourishment here." The witness of Guanli smiled strangely, "You want to see the monster at the bottom? Then you must start with these memories. Just get over it."
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Lu Ning felt that what she saw was getting weirder and weirder. After encountering the past of some familiar people, more chaotic scenes began to appear in front of her eyes. Sacrifice under the influence of modern technology, statues of gods holding rocket launchers, the warring armies charging at each other on the plain with knives, guns and tanks, and the star that turned into a red planet slowly unfolded above a clear desert." Eye"……
She didn't need to continue to look up old chapters, she could feel that her spirit had been tortured. These things didn't even make much sense, they were just unreasonable and weird, making people feel that something was wrong even if they didn't think about it. .
She still couldn't get to the next lounge. When she pushed open the next door, she saw Jean.
He was sitting in a quiet studio, surrounded by paintings. Lifelike beautiful men and women were exquisitely printed on the paintings, while Jean was leaning on the chair with his eyes blankly, and his clothes were changed into a luxurious and elegant outfit. A new painting with wet bloodstains was placed in front of him. Jean in the painting looked more like a living person than Jean sitting in the chair.
Lu Ning didn't dare to touch the person or the painting directly. She looked around. There were only two doors in the studio, the one she came in from and the one on the side. She walked to the side door, opened the sliding door, and saw There sat a skinny old man in a loose robe, holding a mortar and pestle in his hand, grinding paint.
This is Changsun Fu - Lu Ning also didn't expect that he would see someone he didn't see in prison here, "Human Portrait". He used some secret technique to paint him on the canvas using living people as raw materials. Because of this He was a wandering painter, and no one knew about it at first. It wasn't until too many people were missing that he was discovered and arrested.
But this person should not appear here. Changsun Fu is a very paranoid criminal. He should not have the conditions to commit crimes in such a luxurious studio in his life. According to the only records, he only needs his own skills, and because of poverty Because of this, most of the time the locations chosen to commit crimes are crude and crude.
This is not a memory, but a fusion of various different memories... just like the weird things before.
Changsun Fu raised his head: "After I have painted the portrait of the owner here, it will be your turn next."
"I do not think so."
Lu Ning raised the gun without hesitation and smashed Changsun Fu's head before he could be shocked.
This may be Jean's memory of her own death. Lu Ning is not sure, but she does not think that Jean, who has integrated the treasure, will be easily killed by a criminal without even a trace of resistance.
When she left the studio, she finally saw the gentle lights and the sofa. This was the lounge. She felt a dull pain in her forehead, and she didn't know how long she had been here. While sitting on the sofa, even my body felt tired.
"This place can really wear down people's will...and so far I haven't found any information related to the king..." Lu Ning raised her head and looked at the face on the ceiling, "Can't you give me some more tips?"
"Sorry, I can't help you."
"Forget it... I guess my current state is not much different from that of a chronic illness." Lu Ning took out his old chapter, "Although it can help us stay sane, if this continues... we won't be able to hold on for long, right? .”
Just then, she saw Tatyev's face with his mouth open, as if screaming, but no sound came out. Lu Ning jumped up immediately. Isn't this some kind of lounge? But there is clearly a memory network terminal——
Hey!
From the seven orifices of the human face, golden flames spurted out, and the flames quickly began to spread to the surroundings, quickly cleaning away the gloomy atmosphere and rancid feeling around them. Lu Ning even felt an unprecedented warmth, obviously so In a dangerous situation, she could actually feel a sense of peace of mind, which even lifted her tired spirit.
At this time, the witness of the crowning ceremony was laughing wildly!
"Hahaha! I have never seen such stupid behavior! Do you want to commit suicide? Maybe it would be better to shoot yourself in the neck!"
Yan Rong has extended the red net on his body to the ground, and the treasure condensed in the memory is what he has been longing for for a long time. Even if the red net is stained with golden flames, the growing blood-red nerves are desperately spreading towards the red net. Come here and connect with it.
"Difficult..." Yan Rong squeezed out two words through his teeth.
"Those are memories that have been deposited here for countless years. They are old and stale but also stubborn. Do you really think that the shell you have just condensed can withstand the scraping of the years? What a pity. It's not easy for someone to come who carries the memory of the witness. He is a fool." The witness of Guan Li shook his head.
Yan Rong had no time to refute him. All her attention was focused on the mental and physical battle with the bursts of complex memory fragments coming from below. The part burned by the golden flame was her victory, while the part extinguished by a large number of nerves It's her lost memories.
But it was precisely because of this contact that she saw her teammates, Lan Tu and others. She finally knew where they were. Although they were in poor condition, it was not too late.
"Then let's try it!"
The flames rolled violently and gathered on Yan Rong's spear. She held the flame storm that stretched to nearly five meters in length with both hands, jumped up, and flew straight towards the eyeball and nerves as she flapped her golden wings. of net.
The bottomless abyss of darkness was illuminated perhaps for the first time since its birth.
