Chapter 438 289. What is this?
The team that was surrounded by fog one second disappeared in place the next second, leaving only the unwilling roars and screams of those shadows and outlines, and of course a ripple, proving The team had appeared.
A cold current passed through Darkus, and he immediately felt his mind clearing up. He felt like he was being transferred to a completely different place from before, a place beyond his normal cognition. Before he had time to think, a burst of darkness The waves pushed him into endless depths.
For a moment, a terrifying sense of dizziness threatened Darkus's senses. He felt as if he was standing on the edge of the elevator door and accidentally stepped into the elevator shaft. He felt that he was constantly falling, and with a huge The speed is accelerating. Under this huge feeling of weightlessness, he could only prepare for the impact, but he was surprised to find that he was actually stumbling forward on solid ground.
A huge arch appeared not far in front of the team. Darkus felt that the arch seemed to be an infinite extension of space, with lights shining in the dark. No, after thinking about it, he felt that it was not lights or stars. , but the light formed by the surge of magical wind.
Darkus felt that the current place might be the same as before, a mezzanine, a place outside the world he was familiar with. Although it was not yet part of the Chaos Demon Realm, he was very close to the Chaos Demon Realm. At the same time, he felt like he was standing on the edge of an axis that extended downward to infinite depths. There might be another larger and deeper portal somewhere ahead.
Drusala, who was standing behind Darkus, felt that the magical wind around her was constantly surging, penetrating through the ancient spiritual nodes into the world she was in before. The path built by the ancient saints was no longer the same. I know why I passed through the mortal world and came to this chaotic world. But she believed it was necessary, to somehow limit the winds of magic and make them manageable.
Although the volatile, powerful, and destructive energy of Chaos is the essence of magic, the raw matter of chaos is an evil presence capable of warping the bodies and minds of living beings. Of course, elves are more resistant to the evil forces of Chaos than most other life forms, but even so, resistance does not mean complete immunity.
"Lathain!"
Darkus shouted after regaining his strength.
"Lecai."
"Kenui!"
"Senlui!"
The elves who had also recovered were also constantly responding. The experienced Darkus was of course the person in charge and commander of this operation, although he was also It's my first time to come to this kind of ghost place. He did not use the somewhat silly reporting method, but used runes unique to elves. The runes he just shouted had the triple meaning of winter, warning, and exit.
Each team member has a unique rune logo before setting off. Darkus doesn't want to suddenly have an extra teammate here for no reason, or unknowingly lose one. He wants to do his best. The companions who followed him in were taken out safely instead of being left here.
"Asur!" Darkus shouted again. This rune represents the eternal holy fire, the mark of Asuryan, and the mark of rebirth and dominance. This rune represents Gavino who insists on following.
After the sound of gloves hitting steel came from behind, Darkus nodded. He then shouted the runes like a spot check and asked the corresponding team members to respond.
Just when the elves reported the runes, Darkos felt a faint vibration, and he could even feel the surging wind of magic surging around him.
As the magical wind surged, the strange gems inlaid on the ceiling above the team's head emitted a faint green light, and the surrounding dark environment also became slightly brighter. The place where the team was located was a huge corridor made of stacked stones, covered with strange angular lines and reliefs. Each relief had patterns of ancient saints and several arches supporting the ceiling, but these arches did not Emit light.
Due to Ren's absence, Colonia became the gateway to the Lustria continent, but her attention was not on the reliefs, but... on the stones. She could clearly feel that these stones were in some places without carefully examining them. Corrupted, tainted by Chaos, and mutated. Fortunately, these stones can still be maintained, and the chaos here is relatively loose.
After repairing for a moment, the team continued to move forward, heading towards the luminous arch. Darkus felt that the corridor was strange. As he walked, the corridor seemed to become wider and wider, as if time and space had been distorted. He suddenly realized that this might actually be the case. He thought about the interstellar travel he had seen in his previous life. After going to a planet for a short time, seven years had passed in space. Maybe a journey of a few months could be completed here? Or was this just a trick his consciousness was playing on his mind? This is very likely to happen when the body is constantly being washed by and swept into the winds of magic.
As Darkus walked, he noticed that the stone was getting taller and thinner. In some places, the stone is completely worn away, and strange light patterns shine through in strange ways. The farther he walked, the more corrupt the road felt. It seemed that this corridor was a bridge connecting the mortal world and the Chaos Demon Realm. The closer he got to the Chaos Demon Realm, the more serious the corrosion became.
Fortunately, when the team came in, they received the Ogham stones that had been replenished on Obion Island, as well as various temporary protective charms. The most important thing was that he held a grass in his hand. He didn't care if the grass was in Enil. The meaning in society must be brought with it since it comes, and Kaia and the others have no objections, but are in favor of doing so.
Tolandil, who was determined to follow, was trembling. He felt that the team had been walking for several hours, and the corridor became more and more unfamiliar. He always felt that the stones seemed to be melted and fused. Sometimes he felt like faces protruding from the stone, or bodies frozen in the stone. Sometimes it seemed to him that the faces were moving ever so slowly as he looked away from the stone. He had begun to think of the distorting influence of Chaos, and he couldn't tell whether he was being affected and saw different things, or whether the stones were indeed what he saw.
Tolandir became frightened as he walked through the darkness. He felt that everything was waiting there. Sometimes he could imagine being in the dark, and right behind him! There were strange invisible things, but he didn't dare to look back, even though he knew that the elf following him was the Asanok he was familiar with. He could picture the giant jaws gaping and snarling at him, and he knew it was probably a figment of his twisted associations.
Soon, Asanok, who was following Tolandir, stabbed him hard on the waist with his staff. The double physical and mental destruction made his body tremble uncontrollably, but he suppressed it. He was so frightened that he didn't look back. He knew that this was Asanock reminding him. He knew he was safest surrounded by the group, and this thought gave him cold comfort. After Asanok finished all these actions, he started walking behind Tolandir again. He was not nervous at all now. He knew his own abilities. He also knew that the strength of those around him was not there. With his ability as a spell caster, he has lived for four thousand years. Perhaps there is almost nothing in this world that can scare him, even if he is afraid of these trustworthy and reliable spell casters around him. Still, he felt the need to be cautious, and while he felt the flow of magical winds, he reviewed the deadly magic he knew and prepared to unleash it immediately.
The casters of the same team are also conserving their strength to deal with greater challenges ahead, rather than wasting it wantonly in this strange space. They can also feel that the old things have rotted away. Although these stones were once powerful, the stones have now been penetrated and the corruption is constantly eroding.
Belloda, who was standing on the flank, touched the surface of the stone. She could feel the coolness and liquid flow. The magical wind was constantly flowing between her fingers. She could feel the strange multi-colored energy vortex flowing slowly. , she knew that this power was terrifying. She took a deep breath and retracted her hand. At that moment, she felt like she was being swept into the rapids.
At this moment, thousands of sparkling multi-colored spheres fell from the corridor, flying and rowing through space like asteroids.
"At least the surroundings are brighter."
At first, the members of the team noticed the change. Cowell, who carried the Reality Blade on his shoulders, complained. Although Renn was not here this time, he borrowed Renn's Reality Blade. Come on, he has witnessed the magical effect of the Reality Blade at the pyramid on Obion Island. He does not think that his duel sword, which is specially designed to duel with humanoid creatures, is better than Ren's Reality Blade in this environment. .
Cowell always felt that the road under his feet was sloping, curving upwards and downwards at a strange angle. In short, it was very strange, but he couldn't observe it. What was even stranger was that even if he felt that they were walking on On the flat road, he could also see the curve of the path. This was a feeling that confused him. The hints his eyes gave him were no longer consistent with what his body felt. The sight and touch on his feet made his heart... The confusion caused him a huge sense of confusion.
"There is actually another source of light."
Carlion looked up and muttered dully. He was completely different from what Cowell felt. The road ahead of him was divided into two, one heading towards One was walking to the left, while the other was walking to the right. He could clearly see two glowing arches, and the team was walking towards the empty darkness. Through previous observations, he realized that not only the arch was glowing, but the things inside the arch were also glowing. It seemed to be a water-like substance, only this water would glow and pulsate with various colors.
Something shiny and unknown floated like oil on the vertical surface of the water, pulsing as the procession progressed. This feeling was weird, definitely supernatural, beyond Kalien's knowledge. He couldn't tell what he felt. Before he came in, Darkus strictly ordered him not to communicate with anything that touched his senses. Although he didn't understand magic, he thought Darkus was right, because he He could clearly feel that something was wrong with Kewell walking beside him.
The thing that was wrong didn't mean that Kewell was replaced. Carlion felt that Kewell seemed to be walking on uneven ground. More than once, he saw Cowell walking on his toes with his peripheral vision. It felt like Kewell had been walking on his toes. Going uphill, not the flat ground he was walking on.
"No, there's a problem!" Drusala looked at the multi-colored spheres on the ceiling above and shouted. At this moment, she could clearly feel that the multi-colored spheres were not gems, but dark evil existences, and prepared to Greet the team.
Drusala's shout was like a starting gun.
The moment the team looked at the ceiling at the same time, they simultaneously heard a huge sliding sound in the distance in front of them. A huge object suddenly appeared from the front, as if it suddenly appeared from a glowing arch, and faced them head-on. It was as if he knew they were coming and came out to greet them.
The object that appeared was not the demon that the members thought of, but a dragon...a dragon with a swollen body. At least the head of the object was the same as the dragon, but there was a large group of slimy things in and around the dragon's mouth. The tentacles, when the tentacles twisted and twisted, the members saw a huge mouth as big as a ditch.
Although they are still far away, the members can feel that the dragon stinks because the dragon's skin looks rotten. When Darkus looked carefully, he could see a group of huge insects twisting and biting each other under the dragon's head. He seemed to have realized something at this moment. The indescribable thing in the distance seemed not to be a dragon, but a group of insects combined with a giant dragon's helmet, just like the elf in Pokémon. The swarm of bugs seemed to have an endless appetite, gnawing at the faucet and each other uncontrollably. As he watched, he realized that something worse might happen.
"I was once like you, and soon you will be like me, hahahaha! Your loving father has prepared generous gifts for your arrival, and you will be his!"
The result was just as Darkus thought, then A swarm of insects crawled towards the direction of the team in a steady stream, and to make matters worse, a terrifying and harsh laughter emerged from somewhere above the dragon's skull.
Tolandir had seen a caterpillar being eaten by a wasp larvae in the forest, and now he wondered if those swollen bugs would bite him, and he would be like that caterpillar.
Tolandil soon came out of his fantasy. Under Darkus's order, he picked up his bow and arrows and fired at the insects that had a terrible stench and rushed toward the team like an avalanche of flesh. Shot. He is not only a bard, in a sense, the bard is more like his part-time job. While he is good at singing, he is also good at archery.
"What are these?"
A little less time today_(:з」∠)_
(End of this chapter)