An accident made the gray-haired man wake up from the slumber that would never recover.
He opened his eyes slowly, and the first thing that caught his eye was a huge crystal emitting a hazy shimmer.
This huge crystal grows upside down in the air, and the lower part is submerged into the ceiling. The gray-haired man looked at the ceiling and found that the so-called "ceiling" was entangled and coiled by countless tree roots.
And those tree roots have been intertwined and coiled, forming a huge pillar behind him, and the tree root chair like a throne that he is sitting on.
There were tree roots extending from these thrones, penetrating his limbs, and entwining him firmly on the throne made of tree roots, but unbelievably, he did not feel pain.
The roots that wrapped around his limbs were already rotten and fragile, and the gray-haired man exerted a little force, and these roots were detached and turned into pieces.
After breaking free from the shackles of the tree roots, there were several wounds pierced by tree roots on the man's limbs, but there was no blood flowing out of these circular wounds, only pitch black darkness.
Under the influence of an inconceivably weak force, the wounds on the man's limbs gradually healed and returned to normal. His shriveled body gradually swelled, returning to his normal appearance, but he himself felt an inexplicable emptiness.
His body, like an empty shell, looks bright on the outside, but almost everything inside has been lost.
The gray-haired man inexplicably had such a clear understanding in his heart.
He held the handrail of the Root Throne, slowly got up, and slowly walked down the stairs. When his feet stepped on the bottom floor, he suddenly felt that he had guessed something, and he took it and smashed it. , made a crisp sound.
He raised his feet and saw that there was a pile of crystal fragments on the ground, which seemed to have fallen from the irregular crystal hanging from the ceiling. However, unlike the faintly fluorescent crystals on the ceiling, the crystals on the ground These crystal fragments have lost their radiance.
He was able to wake up from eternal sleep, perhaps because this detached crystal hit his head.
"I'm so unlucky, I..."
He groaned against his forehead, and there seemed to be a vague phantom pain in his head.
"By the way, where is this place, and who am I...?"
He walked around the room full of tree roots, still unable to remember who he was, but found an upward passage on the side of the room.
The gray-haired man thought for a while, and felt that it would be useless to stay here, and the looming light from the crystal also conveyed an inexplicable sense of urgency and crisis to him. Go in a certain direction.
"Strange."
While groping for the exit, the gray-haired man murmured:
"Could this crystal have something to do with me before my amnesia?"
He walked out along the dark passage, and the darkness around him gradually deepened, surrounded him, swallowed him, and let him walk in the darkness, unable to see the room where he came, nor the way out.
Now the gray-haired man turned his head and could only see the darkness. Now even if he wanted to go back, he had no choice but to go back. He had no choice but to walk along the darkness by feeling.
As he was walking, his head hit something cold and hard. The gray-haired man groped in front of and beside him, and suddenly found himself in a dark and cramped small space.
He pushed forward hard, exerting the strength of sucking milk, and finally pushed the object in front of him to the ground.
boom!
The thing he pushed down fell on the floor, splashing a huge amount of dust, light suddenly appeared in front of him, and the gray-haired man who was extremely uncomfortable with the light closed his eyes in pain.
As soon as he screamed, the raised dust penetrated into his lungs from his nostrils, causing the gray-haired man to cough again and again.
It took a long time for him to recover before he had time to look around the surroundings. At this time, the gray-haired man was surprised to find that he had actually come out of an erected sarcophagus.
Touching the bottom of the sarcophagus behind him, he confirmed that there was no passage leading to the darkness behind him, and there were no other people's remains in this sarcophagus.
In front of the sarcophagus, there is also a stone tablet, the gray-haired man walked over, reached out and brushed off the dust that was pressed on top, and saw the text below.
Perhaps it was the residual memory from the past that allowed him to recognize this word without any hindrance.
"I... Fan?"
He also didn't understand whether the name was the name of a stranger who was buried here and had nothing to do with him, or had something to do with him, or was his original name at all.
"But I came out of this empty tomb, and I have no memory."
The gray-haired man touched the stone tablet and murmured:
"I'm sorry, Ivan's name, let me borrow it a little bit."
The light from the outside world is actually not that strong.
I don’t know if it’s a matter of time. The sun in the sky is already fading, and it is full of a twilight atmosphere. The whole world is shrouded in the last rays of the sunset. The position where Ivan is standing is a cemetery, stone tablets and sarcophagi. Some tombs were dug up and the coffins were opened, leaving the tombs empty. Years unattended.
Ivan looked at the rotten clothes on his body, and looked at some of the corpses in the nearby coffins with various clothes on them, and made up his mind.
A few minutes later, he retrieved a set of tattered armor and a half-torn cape from nearby corpses.
He put on these clothes and walked towards the outside of the cemetery along the only path in the cemetery.
After walking for a while, a strange sound of clicking and clicking suddenly sounded in the nearby cemetery.
Ivan looked around vigilantly, and some instinct dormant in his body was stirring, reminding him of the imminent danger.
boom!
Several sarcophagi in front of Ivan were suddenly kicked open from the inside, and several bare white skeletons suddenly jumped out of the coffin.
They are holding swords, spears, hammers and axes in one hand, and the other hand picks up their fallen skulls from the ground and places them on their heads. At the moment when the skulls and cervical vertebrae are joined, a burst of something like that suddenly appeared in the eyes of these skeletons A faint light like fluorescence on the space crystal.
Then, they approached Ivan with footsteps accompanied by a terrible friction sound.