Chapter 1088: Blood River (11)

It’s been a long time since Ushkin stepped into the shadow court, and since Diago’s downfall, this place has basically been deserted.
But in any case, the eternal barrier, as the support point of the Western Front, was already built before the attack on the province of Gramatia by Ok, and it was the shadow prince who ruled at that time to build it.
As a matter of course, the city he built will naturally have a core, and the shadow king court is such a core.
Wang Ting was hidden deep in the towering minaret at the center of the Eternal Barrier, and was standing above the busy city. Eugene was bowing down beside the railing and watching the officers and soldiers busy doing their pre-offensive work. .
After a few years of silence, they once again set foot on the stage of war, but at this moment, Yushkin's heart was surprisingly anxious.
He couldn't go to that desolate battlefield, fight side by side with his comrades, and share the crisis, which made him feel lost.
The last time he came to the front line or in the battle near Tyre, it was a disgraceful defeat for him, both from his personal point of view and his identity.
He missed those times when he got together with his robes and talked about past battles and future achievements.
The brotherly connection between the comrades-in-arms can only be truly appreciated after being taken away, but these have become more distant as he shoulders more and more responsibility.
He smiled bitterly and whispered,
"Sometimes I even miss your ‘want to be’ stories, Diego.

Juskin turned away from a position overlooking the city and unfolded the incredible thin note he found in the envelope sandwich.
He once again read a passage written by Diego in his unique handwriting like a spider crawling.
‘Perhaps you can’t even believe the empress, then look for that temple, it should be hidden where countless souls are buried. ’
The letter was passed to him by countless hands with extremely secret methods, but the content of the letter was an ordinary old friend's reminiscence, and Eugene was aware of the strangeness of the envelope through a hidden special symbol.
These symbols are only for one person.
But to be honest, Eushikin did not know what he was looking for. The idea of ​​having a temple in the shadow court looked ridiculous, but Nutans looked extremely serious when he last met him.
Although they didn't say anything, the other's attitude clearly implied something.
It should be hidden where countless souls are buried.
He raised his head and glanced at the shadow king's court: the platform and throne that Diego used to preside over government and military affairs, the shadow blades used to stand as niches, and the black steel arch top.
The pale white skulls, unrecognizable in the dark, hung down from the curved wall, and they were victims of shadow tyranny.
If there are countless souls buried in any place, it can only be here.
Juskin’s crazy behavior in the late stage of Diego’s ruling is not only as simple as he heard, but he also witnessed the scene where the other party will be alive with thousands of people – although it is a general who is about to leave.
But such a fierce method made him put a question mark on whether Diego was mentally normal.
The man became more suspicious, cruel, and indulged in various tortures.
Perhaps it was huge pressure that finally crushed his spirit.
But at the last moment, he gave up his power sensibly, and handed over the important task of protecting the country to Eushikin.
Juskin even wondered if this was also a form of torture-let him bear the hope of millions.
But at the moment, he was standing where the man had stood, looking up empty.
This desolation not only conveys the departure of the people, but also represents the current situation of the shadow king court being abandoned.
Eugene has no regrets, it should be abandoned here, because human nature is also abandoned here, and replaced by other things, some dark things.
"where……"
Eugene was isolated in the center of the court and felt a pain in his chest, a pain that had nothing to do with his physical condition.
After a while he realized that something was amiss and something didn't belong here: a smell he couldn't discern, it was extremely weak but it did exist.
In the end, he confirmed that it was a scent of incense, and the offensive scent was mixed with dry hot air carrying the sour taste of dehydrated petals.
His senses can distinguish other odors added to the incense, and he is immediately looking for the direction of the scent gradually enriching in Wang Ting, hoping to find its source.
Where did he smell this smell?
He followed the bitter smell to the flag representing the shadow prince, above which was a pale white murderous rune.
"This……?"
He stayed for a while, then shook his head.
The strong smell is far from what can be achieved by the residual smell attached to the fabric, this is the smell of incense.
Eugene reached out his hand and lifted the flag from the wall, not unexpectedly seeing that it was not a smooth wall behind it, but a gloomy entrance to the complicated network of channels in the royal court.
In the old days when he was still talking with Diego here, did this entrance exist?
He doesn't think so.
After the fall of the shadow prince, this place was carefully searched, and there could be no such obvious loopholes.
Unless, the inspector intentionally missed it.
Look for that temple.
Juskin thought of this sentence, so he lowered himself and drilled through his flag, and walked into the dark passage, letting the flag fall back into place behind him.
The scent of incense undoubtedly haunts here, and it was recently ignited or is still burning at the moment.
"correct!"
Yushkin suddenly realized that he had smelled this smell, and his hand immediately grasped the handle of the command knife in his waist.
Memories of the City of Shadows came to his mind, the kind of scent filled with senses, lingering in the air, and even permeating the gas mask.
The hallway in front was dark, but Eushkin took out his lighter and identified a short, apparently recently constructed passage that led to a vaulted door with twisted runes engraved on the surrounding iron wall.
Although it was just a door, Yushkin felt an inexplicable fear, and in a moment he even considered turning to leave.
He shook his head and abandoned this cowardly thought, and continued to move forward, but his anxiety gradually accumulated with every step he took.
The door was closed tightly, and a skull logo was placed at the height of the eyes. Eugene found that even just acknowledging its existence was enough to make him feel uncomfortable, not to mention looking directly at the skull.
Something in its rough shape was whispering instinctively to the marshal of the empire, telling him the ecstasy of spilling blood and the joy of devotion to slaughter.
"What is the trick."
Juskin pulled his gaze away from the grinning skull and pulled out his command knife, but tried to suppress the impulse in any living object after he intended to thrust the blade into the door.
He pushed the door open~EbookFREE.me~ and stepped inside.
The space inside is very large. After cleaning and reconstruction, it looks like an underground stone cave. Two rows of stone benches are lined up against the far wall, and meaningless symbols and words are painted on that wall.
With a glance outside, skulls hung down from the roof, staring at the empty eye sockets, bare teeth grinning.
They shook gently when Eushikin passed by, and thin, light smoke came out of their eye sockets.
A low wooden table leaned against the wall in the distance. There were some dark residues in the small bowl-shaped pit carved on the tabletop. He could smell the dry blood.
Next to the pit was a heavy book.
Is this a temple?
This place looks different from the murder temples in the City of Shadows, but it feels the same.
Suddenly, he noticed the commotion in the air, like a whisper in his ear, he turned sharply and directed the knife to swing forward.
"Who!"_