MTL - The Haunted-Chapter 136 field

In the end, they really went to a huge circular altar where bronze was cast, and only five of the robbers who hijacked him at that time were still alive.

It is reasonable to say that as a normal student who has no self-protection ability and is often introduced to explore the trap, it should be the first of these people to die, but he has been very cautious and awe-inspiring, consciously should not look at it. No matter what you don't touch, you have been safely left to the end.

The altar area was dug down more than a dozen meters from the ground floor. It is about four or five stories high and has a wide area. The playgrounds with eight eight hundred meters runway are generally large. At the back of the center, there is a round bronze altar with a diameter of about 100 meters.

Standing on the edge of the underground palace area, the view is extremely spectacular, and it is hard to imagine how to achieve such a magnificent project in thousands of years.

There is no ladder leading directly to the altar from the underground palace. Later, only four tomb thieves can climb down the rope. The thief who held his thief had already solved the shackles of his upper body, but he also turned off the idea of ​​running away. The road back has already been sealed, and he has already seen the danger in this palace. He has no water. Food or any information about this palace, with the rest of the tomb thief, has become the safest and most viable option.

But he forgot that this group of people is not a good person, even if they are helpless, acting with them is tantamount to trying to hide with the tiger.

After boarding the huge round bronze altar, you can see that the round bronze body is engraved with many indistinct marks on the surface and around it. Some look like some ancient words, others are seen in front of the palace. Similar pattern pattern. At the center of the dome to about one-third of the dome, there is a black small round altar that is inclined at a 30-degree angle. It is made of metal of unknown material, about two meters in diameter, and the four sides are slightly tilted up, as if it were a black plate standing there.

Lately, I felt that the head of the tomb thief suddenly looked at myself. He made a look, and the two robbers next to him quickly subdued him in the same place, making him unable to move.

Looking late at the leader, the sun was sinking and asked: "What are you doing?"

The leader did not ignore his questioning. He took out a hard-skinned book that looked plain and unremarkable. After flipping it, he nodded. "It should be this, it's right."

Under the direction of the leader, the two tomb thieves who were clamped to him were pushed to the side of the black round. The middle of the round altar is slightly concave, and the four corners have elongated metal chains of the same color hanging down. The two tomb thieves, under the direction of the leader, will be tied with a metal chain in the groove in the round altar, while the leader instructs the other two tomb thieves to stand in the direction indicated by the late feet, staring they.

The lateness was fixed on the altar and closed his eyes. He couldn't tell what it was like at the moment, but he also knew that he was probably a fierce one. He could feel the tomb thief standing at his left and right hand position to take out the dagger and draw his two wrists - the wound was deep, it hurt, and the blood suddenly came out.

When the first drop of blood dripped onto the black altar, it seemed to trigger a certain kind of organ. The inner circle of the bronze altar made a whistling dull metal turning sound, rotating in a clockwise direction for a week - four standing at the four corners The tomb thief looked at his feet and watched out, not knowing what had happened - and just as the rotation stopped to disappear, countless bronze thorns emerged from the bronze altar in the ground and quickly recovered. Only a moment, four people were stabbed to wear, and fell to the ground and died.

They all had blood holes in their bodies, slamming their blood outwards, and they fell to the ground and joined each other, forming a strange circle around the black altar.

The blood of Yin Hong flowed out of them, slamming away, and dyed the lines on the bronze altar.

From the perspective of being late, you can see the tomb thief who died in the left front with big eyes, and he did not notice the eyes, but the corner of his mouth picked up a joyful arc. But he remembered that at the moment when the bronze thorns emerged, his face was clearly a look of horror and fear.

He didn't know who the leader was instructed, and what his purpose was, but he could feel the rapid loss of his blood, his limbs became weaker, his body was cold, and the whole world was full of blood color... The world in front of him began to shake slowly, and he lost consciousness in the next moment.

*****

When I woke up late, I found myself in the boundless darkness.

He opened his eyes openly, looked at it uneasily, and slowly stood up from the "ground" - he looked at his two hands, intact, without any wounds. He suspects that he is dead, but if this is the world after death, it is too difficult to do - all dark and empty, and he does not know how long to stay alone.

He seems to be in a void, up, down, left, right, front, back... all in all, the same darkness. Standing in the place will not feel weightless, but he still walks like a cloud, and always feels that the darkness under his feet is not practical.

Later, he tried to walk two steps forward, and at the same time he tentatively whispered: "...someone?"

He didn't expect to hear the reply. However, the truth is that there is a low voice that responds to him: "No."

The voice seemed to sound from the sky and seemed to appear directly from his mind.

I was shocked and stopped, carefully standing in the same place: "...who are you? Where is this? Are you...God?"

In fact, in such a dark silence, even if the other person is not a person, he will not be too scared. Moreover, he thinks that he is dead now, how can the dead be afraid of ghosts? He remembered the altar in the palace. Their last activity is like a sacrifice, and he is a sacrifice. So this voice is sent by the sacrificed thing? He... what exactly is it?

"This is my field." The voice replied, "I can't explain how you came here. In fact, there have never been any creatures here before you."

"I am not a god. The gods you think of don't exist. Or the "God" exists only in a certain kind of world, and its essence is nothing more than the higher-level creatures in the world. It is the same for me. ”

"Who are you?" He later repeated his initial question.

"I am evil. I am the eternal evil. All evil sides of eternal originate from me. If I don't exist, eternal will collapse and destroy." The voice calmed down, there was no concealment, or he might not Knowing the intrigue of human beings, "I am also the only consciousness that exists in eternity. I am higher than eternity, but in other words, I am eternal."

When he was late, he could not understand the meaning of the voice discourse, nor could he understand his current situation. He asked a few questions, but the voice did not appear again.

Here the space is paralyzed, nothing. In the eternal, there is not even a flow of time.

After a long silence, I sat in the darkness of nothingness for a long time, and finally couldn’t help but say again: "...I have to stay here like this? There is not even a light here. Can you give me some light?" His voice was filled with hopeless and pitiful petitions. He needs light, even a little bit.

There is no mobile phone, there is nothing to be used for recreation, and if you have never stopped at this end, it is more uncomfortable than being completely dead. As he said, the most unbearable thing is that the darkness of the whole is like the darkness of the whole. In such a darkness without marginality, it is a challenge for the average human being.

That voice did not respond.

When he was late and thought that the other party would completely ignore himself, he suddenly heard the voice still in a very plain tone: "You stand up and move forward."

There is nothing to do with lateness. Here he lost the measure of time, not thirsty, not hungry, and not tired. So he stood up obediently and began to follow the instructions of the other party.

He didn't know how long he had gone and how far he had gone - in fact it might not be far. It is too prone to psychological exhaustion in the endless darkness.

He felt that some of them couldn't keep going, but the voice never gave up the next step. Later, he had to take the initiative to ask: "When will I go?" In fact, this question is not a good answer, because there is no "time" here. This concept.

But the other person still understood what he meant: "When you are not willing to go, you can stop at any time."

"Then I will stop here." Even late, I can't wait, "What's next?"

"I will give you all the areas you have traveled." The voice still said nothing, "In which you can do whatever you want, turn it into what you want, get what you want."

Then I want to make it look like my original world.

The thought just flashed from the lateness of his mind, and he stopped. Just in the blink of an eye, the sun, the breeze, the land, the blue sky... everything immediately appeared in front of him.

I still want to have a house.

Even in the eternal, his thinking can not change for a while. In his concept, people still have to live in a house that can shelter from the wind and rain, but they don't realize that the wind and rain have been manipulated by himself.

In the next second, a white house that was very elaborate and designed to suit his heart would appear out of thin air.

I pushed the door open and walked in.

The interior of the house has been refurbished to his liking, and all kinds of furniture and electrical appliances are readily available – these are in accordance with his subconscious needs.

I was reminded of the story of "The God of Mark Ma Liang" when I was young, and I always hope that I can have such a magic pen. And now this dream has finally come true in another way - in the true sense of the mind, to be made.

Here, he is like a legendary god, completely dominates his own world.

It is difficult to describe his feelings when he discovers this.

Shocked and scared at the same time. Uneasy, but faint. There are countless things waiting for him to do, and there are countless possibilities that can be created by him.

And that voice never interferes.

With this area that can be completely created according to his mind, the lateness will be settled for a while. Here he can read books and play music – the achievements of civilization created by countless worlds are available to him.

The only drawback is that he cannot introduce or create any creatures in this area. He tried to raise a cat and a dog but failed. He reluctantly wished to own a cactus, but it also failed.

The voice tells him that there will be no living beings in His field, even in the absolute eternal life except the world river. And being late is the only exception, an accident that He also unexpectedly expected.

Later, I gradually learned some things from the owner of the voice.

He is now in eternity, and in eternal life is a river of the world that cannot see the source and the end. Compared to the eternal eternal, the world river is flowing, so the concept of "time" is derived in every world, so every world has its birth and death. The number of "worlds" is indispensable. The time and space of his original life is one of the "worlds" in the world river.

In the constant study, he gradually speculated on some reasons why he came here: the ancient civilization palace he saw before his death was indeed used for sacrifices, and the ancestors who built the underground palace believed, revered, and sacrificed. God is not a **** that is anthropomorphic in the later generations, similar to the goddess Zeus, the goddess of the Jade Emperor, but a natural **** that has no specific carrier and image. In other words, the sacrifice of the altar is the evil of the essence of the world.

The evil in eternity comes from the master of the field, the voice. The evil nature of every world comes from Him, and the original world is no exception. The "evil" sacrificed by the altar is a small part of the voice's extremely small and insignificant.

Because of this extremely small connection, coupled with the coincidence of the accident that the voice could not be explained, he was fortunate or unfortunate, stepping into the absolute eternity that never had a physical foot.