There was deathly silence in the darkness of the ancient tomb, with only the flickering light of the fire illuminating the tomb chamber that had been dusty for thousands of years.
The coffin made of gold shone brightly in the firelight.
The young man wearing a unicorn mask sat in the coffin, bound by a shroud and dark chains, smiling silently.
This scene is like a mural painted by an artist who spent his whole life's inspiration. The ancient gods are awakening from their slumber, but they are bound by pale shrouds and dark chains, as if they are imprisoned in death. Prisoners, ready to die at any time Break free from the prison.
Black and white, life and death, have a strong religious atmosphere.
From the perspective of the five people headed by the old man, his smile was too captivating.
Especially the butcher who was closest to the coffin was so frightened that he started to tremble and didn't even dare to raise his head.
"As expected of the ancient supreme being."
The old man took a deep breath and said quietly: "You actually know the gatekeeper."
He still underestimated the ancient god's ability.
It was originally thought that the resurrected Ancient God would not only be weak in strength after waking up, but would also feel confused and at a loss about this new world, and would need a longer period of time to adapt.
This will also make it easier to use.
He never expected that the ancient god in front of him would be so strange and unpredictable, making people shudder.
"When I'm bored, I always pay attention."
Gu Jianlin's eyes were deep, his lips curved into a smile, and he said lightly: "Of course, I also know your purpose."
Unfortunately, all five of them were wearing masks, hoods and cloaks, with only their eyes exposed. Even when they spoke, their voices were deliberately changed, revealing very little information.
In this case, it is difficult to profile their personality, otherwise he will quickly take the initiative with his words.
However, from their previous conversations, we can see their needs.
They are all degenerates who need the blood of the ancient gods to save their lives and then be promoted.
In other words, this is a group of desperadoes!
I will not give up until I achieve my goal.
When the old man heard this, his trembling eyes flashed with enthusiasm, and he hurriedly said: "We have violated the peace of the Supreme, and we deserve death! But before, we were not sure of your identity, and we urgently needed the blood of the ancient god. Wash away the filth in your soul. We are your most loyal believers, and our mission from generation to generation is to release you from your endless sleep..."
“We fear your authority and admire your majesty.”
He said: "We don't want to see Lord Zhulong return again in a few years and devour you completely."
Gu Jianlin still smiled lightly and stared at the old man, maintaining a high-pressure state.
He discovered that there was a huge difference between the living ancient gods and the dead ancient gods.
One second ago, this guy was cutting open the body to take away the essence and blood.
The next moment, he became a loyal believer again.
It’s really a Sichuan Opera face-changing.
But now it seems that this old man is convinced that he is the Qilin Master.
Therefore, there is a high probability that we will not take action directly.
This is what Gu Jianlin wants.
As long as you don't use your hands, you can say whatever you want.
"You may not know that after thousands of years, the ancient gods have long withdrawn from the stage of history. Today, the Ascended ones rule the world. The area where I am located is controlled by an organization called the Ether Parliament. They have The way to deal with the fallen is to kill them all without mercy."
When the old man said this, a deep coldness flashed in his eyes.
"My students and I were unfortunately infected by the aura of the ancient gods when we were searching for the ruins of the Qilin Immortal Palace, and we became corrupted. Now we are still using drugs to control it, so we don't lose control."
He said hoarsely: "But this is just drinking poison to quench thirst. Only your blood can redeem our souls. Just like in ancient legends, gods give people blood and transform them into his divine servants."
Ether Association, Ascended Ones, Fallen Ones, Divine Attendants.
Gu Jianlin learned some new terms and had some enlightenment in his heart.
"Then why should I help you?"
He said softly: "At least give me a reason."
Dead silence.
Yue Ji, Butcher, Scholar, and Siren, these four people seemed to see the hope of life.
As long as there is something to talk about, it will be easy to talk about!
Facing a god, they did not have the guts to directly snatch the blood of the ancient god.
"You don't have access to the outside world, do you?"
The old man's throat seemed to roll, and he hurriedly knelt on the ground and said in the most respectful tone: "At least for now, we are the only ones who have entered this tomb. Xu Fu has arranged several suspicious formations in Qilin Immortal Palace. , as well as countless mechanisms and barriers. If we hadn't been lucky enough to obtain his notes, we probably wouldn't have been able to get here."
"Either we will be trapped to death in the barrier, or we will be killed by those twisted and crazy divine servants. Thanks to our depravity, we have avoided most dangers. Oh, in fact, the seal of Qilin Immortal Palace has no effect on human beings. It's really perfect, at least before the seal was loosened, no human sublimated person broke in."
He said sincerely: "So the only way you can reach the outside world is through us."
Gu Jianlin said calmly: "Oh?"
"We can help you get out of trouble!"
The old man raised his head, looked at the god in the coffin, and said in a deep voice: "The next time we enter this tomb, we can bring you all the resources you need to help you restore your strength!"
"After thousands of years of slumber, and the anger of being betrayed by your own people, don't you want to leave here? Thousands of years have passed, and the prison originally set by Lord Zhulong should have faded with the passage of time. As long as you regain your former strength, There is no prison in this world that can restrain you.”
"My inheritance path is to be an alchemist, a fourth-level alchemist. I am as humble as an ant in front of you."
"But for now, only I...can help you rule this world again!"
His words were rapid, with a hint of eagerness, and there was a hint of madness deep in his eyes.
"Please let me offer my loyalty, become your divine servant, and follow behind you!"
"Don't you...don't want to take revenge on Lord Zhulong?"
Like the devil's whisper, every word is full of temptation.
This old man is using his identity as a human to bewitch a god!
Gu Jianlin lowered his head and looked at the shroud and dark chains that bound him, his deep eyes flashing slightly.
After a long time, he chuckled: "Fourth level alchemist? Interesting."
The old man held his breath, as if waiting for fate.
He is expecting.
Looking forward to the promise of this ancient supreme being.
He is also afraid.
Because he didn't know whether his fourth-level rank was useful.
"Perhaps, you can also consider it."
Gu Jianlin raised his dark eyes, looked down at everyone, and said indifferently: "But the premise is whether you are really valuable. As for your loyalty... I don't care."
In one word, it's like being granted amnesty.
Bang.
That was the sound of his forehead hitting the ground hard.
The old man kowtowed again: "Thank you for your gift."
The four students also knelt on the ground and said, "Thank you for your gift."
You are happy too early.
Gu Jianlin's face was expressionless. He really didn't know if he could meet the needs of this group of people.
Because all he can provide is his own blood.
As for the blood of the ancient gods, who knows what it is.
He just hoped that this group of people would leave quickly and go as far away as possible.
Then he tries to find a way to leave.
The next moment, the ancient tomb trembled violently, and the floating ashes shook off.
The figures of the five people headed by the old man were suddenly blurred on the ground, distorted like the shadows cast by light on the glass, or like the light and shadow flashing on the snowflake screen.
Gu Jianlin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly had a hunch that this group of people seemed to be leaving.
It was really timely, if it were delayed a little longer, he might have exposed his flaws and he would no longer be able to act.
"The rift in time and space has appeared again."
The old man said sincerely: "Great Supreme, we are about to be transported back to the real world. But please don't worry. Next time the door to the dimension opens again, we will come in with what you need and offer sacrifices to you."
When Gu Jianlin heard this, the corner of his mouth curled up: "Then I wish you good luck."
For a moment, the fire suddenly died out, and the five people disappeared from the spot almost at the same time.
"call."
Gu Jianlin finally breathed a sigh of relief, and cold sweat seeped out like a floodgate.
It was such a hellish experience. I was transported to an ancient tomb for no apparent reason, and encountered a group of desperadoes for no apparent reason.
He was almost dissected.
"Ancient god, sublimator, inheritance path, super ancient world."
Based on these three keywords, Gu Jianlin once again constructed a new world view based on his shattered three views.
A world that might be more real!
"The group was temporarily transported back to reality, but they will come back."
Gu Jianlin muttered: "It's hard to say about the others. That old man is indeed very scheming and not that easy to deal with. I must find a way to leave here first. As for whether I will come back later, it all depends on my personal needs."
I don’t know what their expressions and moods will be like when those people come back and find that the ancient god has escaped.
I think it will be very exciting.
Among these five people, let’s not mention the others for now.
As for the most reckless butcher, with his muscular size, he should be stronger than the world boxing champion.
He can kill twenty of them with one punch.
Not to mention other people, probably everyone can defeat the boss in his dungeon alone.
He looked around. The tomb was dark and he couldn't see anything. He was restrained in the coffin and could not move.
When Gu Jianlin tried to break free from the chains, he found that it was impossible.
Not to mention the physical impossibility.
But when he had this idea, a sharp pain appeared in his mind, as if he was being crushed. The pain made him groan for a moment, his whole body was convulsing and shaking, and he was sweating profusely.
The chain seemed to be imprisoning not his body, but his soul!
At the same time, an overwhelming hallucination appeared before his eyes. The dark unicorn was penetrated by countless chains, thick blood spurted out like lava, and the silence echoed with angry and unwilling roars.
No, that's not a chain.
Instead, countless pitch-black dragon bones wrapped around his body like thorns, tearing apart flesh and blood and penetrating through bones.
The angry roar of the dragon exploded like thunder, causing him to lose his mind and make his liver and gallbladder burst.
The imprisonment of Lord Zhulong...
At the last moment, the last thought flashed through Gu Jianlin's mind, and then he was completely shocked and fainted.
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When Gu Jianlin woke up again, he saw the familiar ceiling and old chandelier in front of him.
He lay on the most familiar bed, breathing rapidly.
The storm outside the window has stopped, the hazy sky is broken by the bright sunshine, the city becomes bright again, the wind rustles the leaves, and occasionally the barking of the dog downstairs is heard.
Everything is so beautiful.
Gu Jianlin had a splitting headache, as if he had been hit by a hammer, as if he had returned to the day he woke up from the car accident.
"You're actually back? It's so rare."
He reluctantly picked up the phone and glanced at the time.
It's already noon.
Gu Jianlin closed his eyes and rested his mind for a while. When the pain in his head gradually disappeared, he forced himself to stand up.
At this time, he suddenly realized something.
The unicorn mask on his face is gone!
Looking back now, the reason why I traveled to that ancient tomb and was regarded as an ancient god who came back from the dead was all because he wore a unicorn mask, and maybe it had something to do with the profiling.
At present, everything recorded in that post is true, and it is just an analogy with the game.
For example, the five people headed by the old man entered this game copy as players.
Gu Jianlin is different.
Although he also entered this game copy, his identity is not that of a player, but he has inherited another person's account.
No, not man, but God.
Still using the game analogy, a normal person will enter the server and create an account according to the process, and then upgrade and defeat monsters on the map to complete tasks.
When Gu Jianlin enters the game, he becomes an NPC in the background story, but he also has player permissions and can log in or out freely.
According to the legend in that post, Venerable Qilin was suppressed and killed by Venerable Zhulong and sealed in an ancient tomb.
Thinking about it this way, there is an explanation for the dark dragon bones that Gu Jianlin saw last time, that is, the imprisonment of Lord Zhulong
If it weren't for the fact that too much time had passed and the power left by Venerable Zhulong had weakened, I am afraid that the moment he had the idea of breaking free, he would have been directly shocked to death by the terrifying power.
But now, the unicorn mask has mysteriously disappeared.
The real Lord Qilin did not know where he went.
"No matter, let's go home first, otherwise Youzhu will think that I went to the police station because of my father's affairs." Gu Jianlin's position in his new home is probably similar to that of a baby who needs to be strictly cared for.
He simply packed up his things and put away everything worth remembering. He took one last look at the old laptop. The game guide post had been deleted, as if it had never appeared.
As if everything was an illusion.
However, those experiences just now were so real.
It even made him overturn the worldview he had known for more than ten years.
Gu Jianlin hesitated for a moment, put the notebook into the suitcase, and then went to the bathroom to wash his face.
The cold water slapped on the face, and the headache gradually eased a lot, and the confusion and fear in my heart also calmed down.
However, when Gu Jianlin looked up and saw the mirror in front of the sink, his whole body froze and his brain stopped thinking.
His pupils were shaking and trembling.
At that moment, he saw himself in the mirror.
In just an instant, his own mirror image disappeared like an illusion, replaced by a dark and ferocious unicorn.
What's even more shocking is that this Qilin seems to be in an extremely weak state. He looks very sick and has no energy. There is also a ridiculous and unbelievable look in his ancient eyes.
Lifelike, extremely vivid.
It seemed like a perfect replica of his own expression.
