Yi Cha stood there for a long time.
The name slipped silently from my heart.
Ruimu Gange, the Decline Walker.
It's him?
The back in front of him was motionless, like a sculpture.
Although he is in a sitting position, he is actually dozens of meters tall and has broad shoulders. Dark brown grass-like hair was tangled on the back of his neck. A gray-blue cloak made of a thousand kinds of furs was covered with snowflakes, covering his hunched back heavily. His legs were crossed on the ground, half of them sunk into the snow. The skin on his thighs was gray. Wrinkled, horribly thin, huge bones exposed on the knees, covered with grains of ice.
It is indeed or was a god-like being.
Yicha moved forward slightly. Stopped not far behind the tall figure. A sandstorm arose in my heart.
The frizzy round spots painted by the sun on the snow were thirty feet behind him, and the back of the fur cloak was thirty feet in front of him. The back was thirty feet away from the high wall of pure black.
He felt awe-struck, quiet, and exhausted.
I can't wait to pronounce the verdict immediately. This silent seated god is Rimuganger, the counterpart of Nesis and Lanlewin, and Decaywalker, the counterpart of the Shepherd and the Shell Stone Ring.
This huge skeleton sitting there will soon turn into a long and narrow crack like the tree of hell said, and the earth will crack from here. And here, here, where this desolate cliff covered with snow is located, is the "empty place" of the tenth largest plane that will, has, been destroyed together with his death. And he was the first ordinary resident in the isolated island era to observe, record, and be ecstatic about this matter.
The existence of the tenth plane has been penetrated by him. The ancient mystery has been penetrated by him.
He couldn't wait to announce this right away.
Announce that this is already happening somewhere far away.
Announcing that this is going to happen here.
But he still fluttered his heavy wings, refreshed himself, and walked around to the sitting giant.
The giant lowered his head.
Everything was lifeless.
No matter how you look up, you can see his face.
A dilapidated, old, and wrinkled face, with a bone-like shape and two tear-like bone spurs hanging down from the cheeks. His dark eyes were slightly open, and his mouth was slightly open, giving him a blank expression. His two disproportionately long and thinner arms stretched out from under the cloak, like two A rake holds something.
His legs were also wrapped around it, hugging that thing like the deepest hug.
A well.
Definitely an unusual well. But if it is not a well, there is no other way to describe it. Icha fell by the well, the giant's fleshless arms stretched across his head like a lonely vine.
Yi Cha looked into the well and saw that the walls of the well were pitch black, almost up to his neck.
He dropped the ball of light created by the light spell inward - the ball of light was not swallowed up, but it did not illuminate anything. It quickly drifted farther and farther away and disappeared with the loss of energy.
He turned and looked at the giant.
The giant stared at the mouth of the well as if he were gazing at a close lover. Yi Cha waited for a while and found that there was no point in judging life and death. Anyway, the silent meditator did not move and had no intention of moving.
"You are Ruimugang'e." Yicha said, "Tell me, are you him?"
Raising his hand, a thin blue tentacle - only one - reached towards the back of the giant's hand holding the mouth of the well.
Retrograde dream interpretation.
It does not solve the dream dilemma outwardly, but organizes the dream energy and sends it into the dream.
Icha has never done this, and I have never seen other spell casters do this. It is mentioned in the classics - it reminds any spell caster not to do this.
But he needed a result so much that he had to have an idea. He really hoped that the giant in front of him would respond to his guess.
The air fluctuated, and for a moment, all the snowflakes turned into rectangular shapes, and the blue tentacles melted and evaporated. This bit of dreamy energy was consumed.
He was sure that his words had reached the dream world.
The giant sitting cross-legged with his head bowed showed no reaction.
The giants cannot communicate, and now they cannot use simple means to explore the bottom of the well, but Icha is not depressed.
There must be some way to do this. Nesis can't pave a good road and then make a mystery. What he should hate most is making a mystery.
There is space beyond this courtyard, there is something else.
or……
He cast his gaze into the deep well.
If it cannot be detected by indirect means...
He can jump in.
Yi Cha came up with this idea almost instantly. To show that his mind was still in control, he hesitated for a while.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
There was indeed a worrying consideration in this. What if the well touched the boundary of the dream before it reached the bottom, and the dream was broken from the inside? What should he do?
This was not worth the gain, and he was not afraid of any danger.
He looked at the bottom of the well, then turned to look outside.
black. white.
Are you going to make a choice here?
A choice?
Another choice?
When he realized this, he realized that there must be some bias in it.
Nesis doesn't like randomness and must like the optimal solution. One of these options was something he had hinted, guided, and suggested, and it was the option he would obviously choose after thinking about it.
Since he is still hesitating between the two options, it means that he has not discovered the real key yet.
In this case... He was not in a hurry to go to other places, nor was he in a hurry to jump into the well, and checked his surroundings again.
Sure enough, we made a new discovery:
The mottled pale sunlight cast by the round window on the high wall moved a little. There was a clear approach to them. The spot of sunlight was originally about sixty feet away from here, but now it was obviously less than fifty feet away.
And it didn't take long for him to get here.
The sun spots on the ground are still moving slowly, pale and dazzling, like a flowing fatal skin disease. He remembered clearly that when he came, the sunlight was still.
Whether the dream is still running when no one perceives it, and whether the false creatures in it pretend to be alive, I regret not asking the dragon more when I had the opportunity, but this can be confirmed to be a fact:
That ray of sunlight started to move only after he arrived here.
Where will that spot of light go——
Yi Cha raised his head slightly and looked at the giant from above. Only then did he realize that the skinny giant's head was actually slightly tilted to one side, resting on one shoulder, just enough not to block the entrance of the well.
The wellhead and the light spot are about the same size. If it were normal, I would think this is too far-fetched. But at this moment, his heart was pounding, and he felt that this coincidence was so wonderful.
If this sharp sunlight cannot illuminate the dark bottom of the well, what can illuminate it?
The light spot got closer and closer, climbing to the back of the giant's cloak. Yi Cha looked at the withered face and the skeleton-like arms hugging Kuroi tightly, and suddenly realized that he was not actually dead, but just waiting.
For a moment, Zha wanted to fly to the other side of the wall and see the whole scene shrouded in sunlight on the other side, but the pale spot seemed to sense his thoughts and accelerated its speed, suddenly shining on the side of the giant's face.
Yi Cha heard a distant sigh.
