This is a duel of spells, not a mere duel of martial arts.
Feng Yulan realized this even faster than Duan Li, because he had already become the protagonist in this duel. When he stood on the transformed battlefield between reality and hell, the world was black and white, the laws were naturally all reversed, and all the rules that should be followed were broken.
But at first, it was pitch black.
At first, Feng Yulan thought that she seemed to be in a dense forest, in a very dark forest, when Alan raised his head, he could hardly see the sky. From far, far away, one or two spots of white light came out from the gaps in the branches and leaves, and it was even hard to tell whether it was sunlight or moonlight. The light was too pale, as if lifeless.
There are trees all around, huge and strong trunks, dry leaves on the ground, and some soft soil when stepped on. There seems to be the sound of running water, wind, and insects in the distance. There is a trace of terror in the tranquility.
When it was extremely quiet, Feng Yulan heard the cry of a crow, a dull sound.
"A world of black and white." When Feng Yulan was puzzled by the environment he was in, someone suddenly made a sound beside him, which startled him. When he turned his head, he found that there was actually a person standing beside him, but Feng Yulan He hadn't noticed anyone standing beside him until just now, so he was naturally a little surprised.
"Who are you?" The forest is too dark, no matter how hard Alan tries to adapt, everything he can see with the naked eye is almost black and gray, and Alan can only see a simple picture of the people around him. From the black outline, it seems that everything has been extracted from the color, and it has indeed become a black and white world.
"I'm you." The man answered Alan's question with a smile in his voice, which sounded very familiar.
The other party's answer sounded ridiculous, but the miraculous thing was that A Lan didn't have any doubts. He found that he didn't have any doubts or suspicions! He even nodded without hesitation and agreed: "You are me."
The other party just laughed.
Ah Lan frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Since you are me, what should I call you?"
"You can think of me as your shadow, so just call me shadow." The shadow said to Alan like this, and then he stretched out his hand and grabbed Alan, Alan only felt a coldness attached to his wrist It made him shiver uncontrollably.
"Okay... shadow..." Ah Lan asked while trembling, "Do you know where this is?"
Compared with the deep catacombs, this forest is a little brighter, but the light here is too pale and cold, without any feeling of warmth, damp and cold, even makes Alan feel that this forest is more beautiful than The tomb is even more terrifying.
"This is Limbo." For Alan's doubts, Shadow answered him very sincerely, but Feng Yulan felt even more puzzled, and frowned: "Limbo? What is that?"
"The edge of hell." Shadow pressed A Lan's wrist, and his tone was even gentle: "Didn't you graduate from the English department? What you should know is that this word can refer to prison and also has the meaning of hell. Theologically, it Refers to those souls who are too transitional to enter the real hell, that is, the edge of hell."
"Well, I understand this, but what I don't understand is... why am I here?" Shadow's words made Alan confused, scratching his head and wondering: "I should be in the grave, how could it be?" Appeared in the forest? Also, you said this is the edge of hell, do you mean that I have already stepped into hell with half a foot, and I am about to die?"
"Of course not, you're not dead yet."
"Then why am I here?"
"Because your soul has been kicked out." Shadow smiled and looked very optimistic, completely ignoring the mood of the listener, while Feng Yulan had a broken face, pointed to his nose, and said: "My... my Soul? Driven out?"
"Yes, your soul seems to be driven out by the hunter using some skills, that is, in a state of 'homeless'! And because... all cemeteries are the best way to hell in the human world. entrance, but you are a living being and cannot go to hell, so you ran to this boundary between reality and chaos—the edge of hell.”
Feng Yulan's heart was a little chilled by Yingying's explanation, and she murmured, "Oh my god, this is making me die and live, and live and die again, what kind of troubles do I have to do?"
"Don't worry, this might be a good thing." Shadow said, patted A Lan on the shoulder, comforting him: "Now that you're here, it's time to finalize your future ability development."
"What's the meaning?"
"Haven't you noticed?" Shadow said, "The various runes and spells you use are too messy, they can be used as a support for people, and they can also be used as a nanny, and sometimes there is an output of a mage If you want to become strong, learning so many messy things will obviously affect your progress, so you have to discard what you don’t need, and it’s the last word to specialize in one subject.”
After hearing what Shadow said, Feng Yulan thought it made sense, nodded and said, "Then what should I do?"
"It's very simple, you just need to think about your position. Do you want to become a mage with strong attack power and explosive power, who can kill the enemy ho1d in an instant and live in the whole field. Or stand silently in the back row of the team, always with Protecting your teammates is your responsibility. As long as you think about this, the road will naturally be smooth."
"This..." Feng Yulan obviously couldn't make such a crucial decision hastily, he shook his head and said to the shadow: "I still can't figure it out, and... don't we should think about how to get out of this place now ?"
"You want to go out?"
"certainly."
"I can tell you first that there are only two exits in this place, one leads to reality and the other leads to hell. We don't know the direction and we have no way to go forward. If we go wrong, we will never go back. Why not Stay here honestly and let the teammates outside find a way to kill the stalker, as long as the caster dies, your body will naturally summon your soul, and then you can go back easily."
Feng Yulan shook her head: "But are we just sitting here waiting to die? If Duan Li can't kill the stalker, wouldn't I really be going to hell?"
Feng Yulan refused to compromise. This dark forest always made him feel uneasy. If he stayed in the same place, he would feel chills all over his body, so Alan dragged his shadow and began to walk around. However, as far as he could see, the trees Things like this are all gray, black and gray. Occasionally, halfway through the rough grass that is as sharp as a knife, there is a half-rotten corpse covered with maggots and flies flying under your feet. It is just like a horror cartoon. scene.
Feng Yulan finally believed this time, this place may really be the "boundary of hell" that the shadow said, because it is very strange, although there are insects singing, but no birds... No, occasionally I can hear a crow calling or two, And it feels very regular, which is very strange.
Not only that, although there is light in the forest, it is difficult to tell whether it is day or night. All objects in the line of sight felt blurred, as if they were scenes in a dream, but the reality was terrifying.
After walking silently for a while, Feng Yulan only heard her own footsteps, looked back at the shadow, and felt that he seemed to be floating, not standing on the ground. Then they walked for a long time. In fact, Alan didn't have any sense of time at all. He felt that in this strange forest, his sense of the passage of time seemed to be weakened to the minimum. No matter how long he walked, it seemed that his senses only passed for a moment.
He heard the cry of a crow again, but Ah Lan raised his head and looked left and right, but he couldn't see the shadow of a crow.
On the contrary, there were several dead bodies hanging from several trees that passed by. There were strange white silk threads that looked like spiders wrapped around the corpses. Layers upon layers of winding turned into giant white cocoons. Feng Yulan raised his head and looked a few Eyes, a little chills down the spine, shook his head and continued to walk forward in a trance.
After a while, Ah Lan saw a black figure sitting under a certain huge tree. When he got closer, he saw that he was wearing handcuffs and shackles, and was wearing tattered clothes, but he couldn't see it because of the dark environment. A middle-aged man with a clean face.
Alan asked him: Who are you? After asking for a long time, there was no answer. The man sat there in a daze, motionless.
The shadow suddenly said: "Probably the soul of the person buried in the tomb. For some unknown reason, it didn't go to hell or heaven, and then it was locked here."
Alan looked at the shadow strangely: "How do you know?"
"After your soul was driven out, it went directly to this forest. It can be seen that this border of hell is connected with that tomb. Look around, maybe the secret room will also leave clues here."
"Does your consciousness mean that the boundary of hell can also be regarded as a secret room?"
"A secret room within a secret room." Shadow stretched out a finger and said with a smile, "It's like swiping the map in a game to find a hidden dungeon, we can also say that we are in a hidden dungeon now!"
hidden copy? Feng Yulan seemed to have realized what he said. He simply stopped asking the middle-aged man in front of him. He directly reached out and touched the pocket of the other's clothes. The middle-aged man was wearing a tattered ancient costume with sleeves There was a sleeve pocket in it, and Feng Yulan touched a brush with all the hairs falling out from him, and a small pocket book, and when he opened the page, it was full of writing in a font that Alan couldn't understand.
"Can you understand ancient Chinese?" Alan asked the shadow beside him. Shadow shook his head and said, "I can't read the text, but there are pictures on it."
"Let me see what I drew... Well, a wolf with a grimace." Feng Yulan's face darkened a bit: "This is it again, I saw it in the six circular tombs before, the wolf with a grimace and What does the ghost-faced person mean?"
"Obviously, it's a 'ghost'."
"But the note given to us by the secret room said that this nation believes in a god, so why do you want to draw so many 'ghosts'? It's like building a ghost tomb." Feng Yulan said while fidgeting and flipping her hands During the process of turning the pages, a note fell out of the pocket book.
Feng Yulan was surprised, picked up the note and saw that it was the most classic purple printed note in the secret room!
What's more amazing is that the surrounding area is obviously black and white, even the leaves and bushes that should have been green are black and white, but only this stamped note has color, and the purple stamp on it is pale and cold. The beautiful colors are clearly revealed under the faint light.
The note reads:
[Dear Adventurer:]
[Welcome to the secret room in the secret room, the hidden secret room - the edge of hell.][I believe you already know that this is a forest that you cannot get out of. This is the dividing line between life and death. Confused souls are wandering here. There are only two exits, one leading to your team members, and the other leading to death. then opens its arms to you, and unfortunately, when you see this note, it means that your time is running out, you have about two hours, during which time you have to flee this forest.][However, I want to solemnly tell you that there is no tool in this forest that can tell you the time. If you cannot escape the forest within the time limit, I am afraid that the gates of hell will really open for you.][Hint: Pay attention to regular things.][The above, I wish you good luck.]
Feng Yulan bit her lip, turned the note over, looked at the back, and also wrote: [The souls buried innocently do not want to die, blurring the boundary between life and death. The hated ghost and the longed-for god, in order to interrupt this century-old entanglement, people decided to let them be buried deep in the ground together, in the name of restraining each other, so as to gain eternal life!]Feng Yulan finished reading this passage without blinking an eye, paused, and said in astonishment, "Could it be that this catacomb is a joint burial tomb of... ghosts and gods?"
Far away came the cry of crows again.