I don’t know if it’s because our previous performance was too strong, but now all we see on the road are crowds of people running blindly without anyone appearing to hinder our next move.
The intense uneasiness became more and more intense as the crowd around them dwindled, until they finally arrived at a magnificent-looking hotel at the end of the street.
This is a conspiracy.
There is definitely a trap inside, but you still have to step into it.
"Following the rules is not my specialty, so next I will try to see if I can directly locate the wizard. If possible, I will try my best to do something to attract her attention." Cebolos said solemnly, and there was another question. A very important thing——"
She looked at the hotel with an unexplainable smile on her lips.
"There is no breath of the living here. It is a realm created through special means and full of death. It can be said to be a hell on land."
"A Necromancer wizard?" I tried to use the language of a magician to analogize the profession of wizard, but obviously such an analogy does not exist.
"To be more precise, it's something more ancient." Cebolos's face became serious. "In ancient times, a certain king was greedy for power and looked for a way to be immortal. He ordered wizards to study possible rituals to pray for immortality."
"However, the king did not wait for the wizard to find the method until his death. However, after the king died, he used a certain ritual to find a way to connect to hell."
I was stunned for a moment and said, "It's not good for us to tell stories in front of the Boss room."
Cebolos glared at me and said, "How can you survive in this ritual if you don't understand it?"
"Okay, you say it, you say it..."
"Anyway, there are a lot of messy empire disintegration processes in the middle. This ritual has been passed down anyway because of the rules that hell cannot interfere with the living world. The main content of the ritual is to turn the area into a hell environment, but hell does not exist. Control, in this fake hell, you can see many recently deceased souls. To put it bluntly, this is a temporary residence, and you may have to endure a round of psychological shock inside." Cebolos shrugged, "Of course this is my home court, so it doesn't matter whether you can get in or not. I mainly want you to be less idle... ahem, and add more layers of insurance."
What you said made me feel no sense of insurance at all.
"Now you understand, I'm just a backup, right?"
"Each ritual has a core object that serves as the eye of the ritual needle." Cebolos opened the door and stepped inside, "So, if that eye of the formation exists, finding it can also help me. "
I nodded and prepared to follow her footsteps into the hotel.
But everything was pitch black.
Cebolos's figure has disappeared, not even her breath is left.
I subconsciously turned my head and looked outside the door——
Everything is business as usual.
"...Cebolos?"
There was no response, and even the echo I was supposed to hear disappeared.
This is a bit weird.
I sighed, closed the door, then squatted down gently, picked up some soil with my hands and put it in my palms.
It's just like ordinary soil, except that you can deeply feel something called death.
Originally, it was just an abstract concept, but at this moment, it made its sense of existence so strong, as if it was a matter of course.
Anyway, let’s just go somewhere else first.
I stood up, and after thinking about it, I made a mark on the original location of the door.
I couldn't find the door after I closed it. The situation just now was like opening the door in mid-air.
I tried to reach out and touch the familiar location where the door was, but unfortunately I didn't feel anything.
In other words, there is no going back.
Looking around, there is a wilderness scenery all around, and there is a faint mist filling the air, making people's perception of everything become hazy, as if they are peering into the world through a layer of frosted glass.
Although Cebolos gave a reminder to look for a place similar to the formation eye, it is obvious that I am basically confused now. If I want to find the formation eye, I still need to understand the current situation first.
"Cebolos just said that this place is actually a false hell. In other words, there should be many souls in the state, but why didn't you see anything?"
Or maybe I need something called inspiration.
······Let’s try spiritual magic first.
But my current behavior is more like using the methods I can use, like guessing riddles like beating a master to death with random punches.
But just when I was about to release the magic, out of the corner of my eye, I inadvertently caught a glimpse of the only thing in the wilderness that could be used as a marker.
It appears to be a dead tree.
After thinking about it for a while, I decided to give up trying magic for the time being.
After all, it would be much more troublesome if it attracts any unnecessary existence.
This place is a ritual place built by the mysterious man for defense, so there must be something terrible that can kill people. After all, if there is no defense, there is no need to arrange such inexplicable things with great fanfare. ceremony.
While thinking about it, the ancient vines and old trees were already in front of me.
There is nothing around.
Sure enough, it is still impossible to find a solution so casually...
While lamenting that I thought too much, I looked at the tree in front of me.
If it is the protagonist, probably as long as he puts his hand on it, some kind of change may occur, and a solution can be found.
So I put my hand up without hesitation.
Then--
Nothing happened.
Sure enough, I am not the protagonist.
Once again firmly convinced of this, I began to look at the tree.
The bark is quite dry, and it seems that you can easily pull it off with your hand. However, when you actually start to touch it, you will find that the texture of the tree does not seem to be wood as expected.
Instead...like a stone?
It's like a beautifully carved stone sculpture of an ancient tree.
But if that's the case, isn't the texture above too fine?
Maybe it's a fossil?
While having this unreliable thought, I slowly circled around this rather thick dead tree.
Because the only thing in the field of vision that could be used as a target was this tree, so it was natural to make it the only research object.
However, when I turned to the other side, the words above gave me a chill down my spine, as if I had fallen into an ice cellar.
is Chinese.
It's Chinese characters.
It was carved crookedly with some kind of sword.
The Chinese characters are not very good.
"Run quickly"
