Vol 6 Chapter 712: Obsidian Tower and Chaos Cult

If Lu Zhengkang chooses to sacrifice the lamb, he might see it drained by one of the totem poles.
The third lamb is mortal, but he has a hidden ending.
Each tower has made its own dying struggle in the face of the big ruin. The sapphire tower mages left this strange scene on the top of the tower, seeming to imitate the "Revelation", but the truth is no longer known. Up.
The voice of the supervisor came from the communication crystal: "The third lamb is back to heaven. Have you got the key?"
"Correct."
"You really want to go to that tower? There is no need to go there." The regulator wanted to persuade one more sentence. "There is the most humiliating memory of the Salvation Army on the magic side of our entire multiverse. Let an outsider explore it. Very embarrassed."
"I am not an outsider, I am a family member of the victim." Lu Zhengkang had already come to the gate of the obsidian tower, opened the lock with the key, and slowly pushed open the heavy carved black iron gate.
As a place where super legendary spells have been cast, the entire tower is already a magical twisted place. When Lu Zhengkang stepped into it, he saw a dark space, like a plain under the vast night, dark and empty. .
This place reminded him more or less of the scene in the Black Egg Temple.
Dark, clean and transparent, the air is not dull, neither light nor heavy, and has no smell. When breathing, I just feel that the air is a passerby in the lungs. There is no trace when it comes, and there is no flow when it goes. The temperature is also very suitable, not high or low, so that the skin has no corresponding feeling. No dust, no impurities, no pollen, no skin debris, no microorganisms, only simple gases and elements.
Lu Zhengkang walked in, as if walking into the water, the words in the communication crystal were still spreading, but they were elongated.
"The time in the tower is slower than other places in the nameless island. This slowness will assimilate you. Don't stay in it too much, otherwise you will be exiled by time," the supervisor said slowly, "Obsidian There are many unreasonable monsters in the tower, you must be careful of them."
The supervisor hung up, and Lu Zhengkang moved on.
The priest called, "Don't rush to the top of the tower. Go to the basement shelter first. There is a heretical sect. Maybe you can get their help." After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Obviously, he and Like the regulators, they don't want to recall everything in the Obsidian Tower.
Lu Zhengkang continued to move forward. After walking through the stone road, there was a short lawn. In the darkness, the dark grass stems were covered with dew, shaking on the trouser legs, cold and ice, which made people notice the first time.
The sea of ​​cages released two strange bird sword auras, and the light it brought illuminates the surroundings. There are some collapsed and damaged stone pillars scattered on the lawn. The pillars have religious carved patterns, some of which are stained with strange colors and different shapes. Blood stains, it seems that some tragedies have happened here.
The light of the nameless island is fake, just like the old film, the colors presented to the player are also dumb, shallow, like floating dust, Lu Zhengkang can almost feel that he has a kind of ability: to put these fake The ability to erase. Of course he doesn't have this ability yet, he himself is still in such an environment, but the feeling of emptiness in the tower gives him a silent understanding.
It's as if I have been deeply connected with this emptiness.
Lu Zhengkang couldn’t say it. He couldn’t tell the feeling. He stood there in a daze and wanted to remember, but he couldn’t recall it. For more than 40 years before this life, these memories were like rosary beads in the hands of his grandmother. , Every one can be taken out for cross-examination, but has there ever been an end in the rosary that turns around, has there been a beginning, has there been a break?
He couldn't tell, he heard Bai Yuan sneer in his heart.
So he stopped thinking about it. Lu Zhengkang's heart was very numb, and the lamb was dead. It was only now that he began to feel deeply melancholy.
The supervisor called again: "Outsiders, don't stay, keep going. The more you stay, the more you will be in danger. In the obsidian tower, don't stay. There is a past that no one wants to recall. , You will not find the answer, you will only find your own pain."
When Lu Zhengkang heard this, although he was curious about what the past was that he did not want to remember, in order to complete the task as soon as possible, he also let go of the distracting thoughts in his heart, and moved on, across the lawn, and came to the wasteland. This first floor is really wide and there must be something Demiplanes exist, can they leave demiplanes in a place where super legendary time and space spells have been cast? Lu Zhengkang couldn't even use the void escape method here, and the movement swordsmanship couldn't take effect.
No, Lu Zhengkang frowned. The demiplane here must have been destroyed. He is now just stepping into an afterimage of the demiplane that once existed here, a shadow left in time.
Passing through the wasteland, he saw the Magic Ladder Well in Stonehenge, moving on, a pothole appeared in the center of the earth, leading to the basement, and backflowing water droplets flew up from the west side of the pothole, like a trickle-sized backflow waterfall. Yes, Lu Zhengkang released a sword qi down, illuminating ~EbookFREE.me~ there is a small suspended platform, the loess platform, and there is a backflow waterfall flowing out on one side, the sword qi flies deeper, but it suddenly darkens. Vanishing into Lu Zhengkang's induction, it was like being swallowed by a monster in the dark.
"..."
Lu Zhengkang lifted himself with his sword air support, slowly descending, a heavy suspension of the platform, every piece of water dripped backwards, until the depths, Lu Zhengkang saw a mass grave piled up with a huge number of corpses, and During the dripping of blood, a gurgling flow of blood came out from the plain white corpse, like every corpse.
The blood will never bleed.
No, this is not a mass grave. Lu Zhengkang turned his head and feet upside down, looking up to the mass grave. This is a sky of blood and bones. The eyes of the dead are countless stars, and the skulls of the dead are piled up in rounds. moon.
Down is up.
So, under the sky, where is the kingdom of sin and punishment?
Lu Zhengkang felt that the gravity of the nameless island was inverted, so he fell toward the top of the original, stepping on the moss-grown and smooth back of a suspended platform. At this moment, the world also turned upside down, a miserable earthwork. The palace appeared in the void in front of Lu Zhengkang, and there was a faint bright red candle light swaying low in front of the palace gate.
This is a heretical sect.
Lu Zhengkang walked to the end of the suspended platform, and the dark and blushing light steps fainted in front of him. He stepped on it, with solid, jade-like support feedback, so he moved forward along the light steps.
All the way to the refuge of the heretics, the priest in the black robe held the ulna candle to watch.
"Outsiders, do you want to embrace the glory of destruction?"
"What do you believe in is the destruction itself?"
"Yes, isn't it the most natural reason to embrace disillusionment and let this meaningless world be destroyed?"
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