Chapter 1089: Blood River (12)

No one responded to him.
He was still alone, but some people whispered in his ears feeling so real, he could almost swear by his life that someone just stood beside him.
Eugene took a deep breath and walked slowly around the room.
His blade was in front of him, and he was always on guard to prevent the mysterious whisperer from appearing.
At this time he noticed that a bundle of torn things piled up next to the bench, so he walked toward the table, the altar, with the big book he had noticed before.
Its cover is made of leather, with cracks and scorching black marks on its old surface.
Juskin leaned over to examine the book and opened the cover with the tip of the knife.
The text written inside is vertical and the handwriting is sharp and angular.
"Diago..."
Eugene immediately recognized that the font was the same as the text in the secret letter. Is this what Diago asked him to look for?
But what Ushkin can see is only unknown text.
What can this quirky text do?
Just when he had this idea, he blinked, and the words became blurred in front of him.
The symbols in the unknown text began to distort and became a sharp typeface of the mountain language he could understand, and then rotated into the elegant text that became the official language of the Benedict Empire and thousands of other languages ​​he had never seen .
He blinked, dispelling a sudden vertigo.
"What are you doing here, Eugene?"
A familiar voice asked in his ear.
He suddenly turned to face the voice, but again, he didn't see the other party.
This temple is empty.
"How dare you betray my trust?"
The voice spoke again, this time with a little weight.
And this time he recognized the voice.
Eugene turned slowly and saw the shadow Prince Diago standing in front of the altar.
The man's face was dry and pale, the flame-like yellow eyes were covered with scars, sharp teeth glowed with metallic luster in a mouth without lips, and two identical scars crossed in the center of his face.
A murder talisman was stabbed on his forehead, the same as the golden sign on his gorgeous black armor.
"Do not……"
Eugene said, backing away from the terrible evil spirit.
"You ran into the forbidden land."
Diago hissed, his eyes flashing.
"You have committed a crime of betrayal."
A dry hot air with death air carried Diago's words and enveloped Yushkin in the stench of burning corpses.
After he inhaled the poisonous gas, an illusion appeared in front of the Marshal of the Empire.
Broken hills, vast waste soil, large rusty machinery like the bones of old monsters.
A steel city in the distant sky blooms like a flower, and a huge aircraft rises proudly from the burning broken petals, piercing the polluted clouds.
The sky above was shrouded in flames, and Ock's wild laughter came from the air.
Eugene wanted to scream, this ruined illusion was more terrifying than everything he had seen.
This is not true... this cannot be true!
This thought gave him strength. He ripped his soul away from the dying world, and suddenly he soared above the nine days and wandered among the stars.
He witnessed the destruction of the entire world, the earth withered, the rivers dried up, and only the ruins.
When he raised his head, he found a cluster of dark red stars staring above him like a huge and terrifying eye.
The incomparably huge monsters and the fleet that covered the sky poured out from that eye like an endless torrent, and finally his entire senses were not in the wave of blood.
The sea of ​​flames rose from the blood, engulfing everything in front of it, leaving only the black, barren wasteland.
Is this in a madman fantasy, a kingdom of destruction and chaos?
Yushkin forced himself to recall what Diago once said to himself, and he also mentioned the scenes created by the dark faith.
This is not an illusion of a lunatic.
"This is the future."
"You are not Diego!"
Yushkin roared, trying to expel the whisper from his mind.
"You are witnessing the death of this world."
Eugene saw the green beasts in the torrent of flames that flowed out of the crimson eyes. They were wearing surreal armor and were surrounded by leaping creatures.
And Guk himself, a giant who can destroy the whole world in his palm.
"This cannot be the future! This is a distorted future."
"you are wrong."
The burning torrent faded, and Ushikin struggled to find a support, something that would convince him that this terrible illusion would never come true.
He began to fall again, his vision blurred, and then he opened his eyes and found himself in the barracks of the Aswan Fortress.
Here he once felt safe, surrounded by debris, and many familiar objects.
But something is not right.
The maps and documents around him were burning, and only flames and ashes were on the table and the rack.
Jushkin tried to rescue the maps and documents, but the flames retaliated against him.
His hands were burned to burnt black, flesh and flesh peeled from the bones.
Juskin blinked, and he saw the source of the flame burning to this end, the endlessly tumbling void lurking at the core of everything, the eyes of dark power with boiling maliciousness.
The horror creature with crab claws and appendages leapt trivially among the mountainous corpses, with a horned head and a goat-like face with a hissing sound distorted by the madness of the void.
Puffy monsters, covered with maggots and filth, swallowed the stars one by one.
The giant in brass armor issued a never-ending roar of war on its throne of skulls.
The wizard who lost his soul sacrificed billions of lives in a silver palace built of lies.
Eugene was struggling to disengage his eyes from this crazy scene, and his reason was almost unbearable.
"I won't bend my knees under any evil!"
In a blink of an eye, the wall of the temple returned to him in an instant, and the air was full of incense.
Eugene wheezed quickly, his heart beating wildly, the head beast dizzy, and the effort to expel what he saw out of his mind made him sick.
This is not anger, but fear.
Eugene suddenly realized that everything he knew about the vast ocean was wrong.
Or everything that the world knows is wrong.
This is what Diago wants him to understand. The dark forces that are secretly entrenched in the depths of the void are about to move around the world. They are the same threat as Ok.
Suddenly he calmed down~EbookFREE.me~ Diego announced this to him at this time, it must not be a coincidence, he might be warning something, or he was alerting him to something.
Eugene reminded of the growing wizarding community.
"Perhaps it was time to talk to Nutans."
Eugene pondered for a moment, struggling towards the altar, closing the ancient book violently, and buckling the brass lock.
Even after closing, he could still feel the terrible idea buried deep in the pages.
Just a few months ago, he still thought that the idea of ​​a certain kind of power in a book was extremely ridiculous, but he could not doubt the evidence provided by his senses, even after he witnessed and heard the incredible. After all the horror.
He picked up the book, clamped it under his arm, drilled it from behind the soft, collapsed flag hanging on the wall, and returned to the quiet darkness of the deserted Wang Ting.
He has many questions to answer now, but few people he can trust.
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