Inside The Black Mist

Chapter 423: too young

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After Tianyang pushed open a partially concealed stone slab, he felt a sense of emptiness.

The light provided by the lighting equipment is limited. In this limited range of light, Tianyang cannot see the limit of space. Coupled with the sense of emptiness, he speculated that he had left the tunnel and came to the place given to him by the Splinter. In the underground hall marked on the 'map'.

The thing that calls itself 'Bo Xun' is here.

When guests come to your door, it would be rude for the host not to come out to greet them.

Tianyang took a deep breath and said loudly: "Splitter Bo Xun, I'm here, I'm right here!"

The sound echoed in this dark and vast space, spreading far away. The echoes made the young man almost suspect that he had arrived in an empty valley.

When the last words of the words disappeared somewhere in the darkness, bam, a light blue flame lit up not far away.

Although it was a flame, it did not make the sky feel warm at all. The light blue light was like the reflection of ice in the sun, giving off a cold aura.

Groups of light blue cold light flames lit up one after another, gradually illuminating the space, allowing Tianyang to see stone steps, stairs, platforms, verandas, arch bridges, palaces, sculptures...

This is a spectacular, unimaginable underground hall!

In this hall, a huge palace complex was built.

Pearl palaces, shells, deep pavilions and towers, layer upon layer... .

And all the blue flames finally pointed to a solemn hall in the distance in the underground hall. In the main hall, there seemed to be a furnace with blazing fire.

Tianyang knew that the separatists were in the big hall with brackets, cornices and carved beams.

Under his feet was a staircase without handrails, extending diagonally to a platform below.

Tianyang adjusted his breathing, calmed his mind, and walked down the stairs.

He strolled through this deserted underground hall, walking through ancient roads that had gone through countless years, and passing strange statues. Occasionally, in a corner, you will see an indescribably weird empty shell, and you will also see a bone cylinder surrounded by mummies.

The basement is quiet but not so quiet. From time to time, weird roars are heard from a distance, making it difficult to tell whether it is the sound made by something or the sound caused by the wind penetrating the empty space.

But Tianyang noticed that at the end of ancient roads paved with rotten leaves, in the windows of dilapidated palaces covered with white spider silk, behind those indescribable statues, or deep in courtyards occupied by dead trees and weeds... ... The demons are peeping silently in the shadows.

I don't know how many Yamas are hiding in this underground hall. They evade the firelight and hide from the young man's sight, hiding in the darkness. Only occasionally are some clues revealed, revealing the fact that they exist not far away.

But these believers in darkness seemed to have no intention of stopping the young man. They allowed the sun to pass by, go away, and disappear from their sight.

After spending a lot of time, Tianyang finally arrived at the majestic hall.

The main hall sits on a high platform with a base of more than ten meters high. There is a canal in front of the hall and five bridges on the canal.

There are two floors on each side of the main hall, with bells and drums on them. Your Highness has a dragon's tail path spiraling up against the platform wall. Under the cool blue firelight all around, Tianyang still feels amazing.

The huge space has an invisible power that makes people feel small. Tianyang had this feeling as soon as he stepped onto the square in front of the temple.

He secretly warned himself that the separatists deliberately chose such a place, most likely to weaken their will and belief through this grand underground palace, magnificent buildings, and this majestic and magnificent hall.

Arriving in front of the main hall, Tianyang calmed down his mind and counted to ten silently, until his mind was calm, and then he opened the door.

The door, which had not been pushed open for an unknown period of time, made a heartbreaking sound and reluctantly opened itself to the young man.

There is indeed a stove in the temple.

The stove is not small, it is located in the deepest part of the hall, and a large blue flame rises from the mouth of the stove. The flames were blazing, and the gestures were burning, lighting up the entire hall.

In front of the stove is a three-level platform, each level connected by a staircase.

Each platform is decorated with bronze turtles, bronze cranes, and bronze tripods.

It is surrounded by railings, and copper dragon heads are installed on the four corners of the platform.

On the highest platform, there is a golden throne. The throne is huge, more than three meters wide. There is an indescribable monster on the armrests on both sides.

From a distance, it looked like these two monsters were carrying the throne.

On the throne, Mu Qing was lying on her side. She had taken off her protective clothing and put on a long black skirt. The skirts are large and long, they flow under the throne and fall to the ground.

A divine bird with spread wings is embroidered with gold thread on the black skirt. It looks like it is flying out of the flames, and the image is extremely vivid.

"You are finally here, Tianyang."

Mu Qing's voice rang in the hall, and she sat up on the throne with an extremely lazy posture.

"Tell me your purpose. Don't you just want me to visit your palace?" Tianyang secretly checked his condition. He was full of energy and his physical energy had recovered from the slow walk just now.

Dark particles consume a lot of money, but Tianyang doubts whether the power on the dark side is useful to the existence above who calls himself the "darkest one"

Mu Qing leaned forward slightly and looked down at the young man in the hall from the throne on the high platform: "There's no rush, we have a lot of time anyway, why don't we have a good chat."

"I've been here for a long time. You see, I was too bored, so I asked those lovely allies to transform this place into what it is now. Do you like it?"

ally? Does it mean the mob, or the gangsters

Tianyang deliberately tried to test: "It seems that you have indeed stayed here for a long time. Otherwise, you wouldn't be so bored that you built so many palaces."

"yes."

Mu Qing changed her position, exposing her snow-white and slender legs to the air: "I forgot how long I stayed. Think about it, based on human concepts of time. It should be a thousand years? Or even two thousand years? ”

"Although for me, one or two thousand years is just enough time to sleep. But trapped in this damn gap, I can't even sleep peacefully."

It seems that what the priest said is right. Without the skin, it cannot leave the gap... Tianyang remembered what the priest said.

"correct."

Mu Qing looked very interested: "What has become of the outside world now?"

Tianyang said calmly: "Before I answer this question, why don't you answer my question first. How could this town drift in the cracked world? The residents on the ground, they

Are they real humans, or are they 'toys' created by you? "

Mu Qing narrowed her eyes slightly: "I don't think I ever said that you can communicate with me on a peer-to-peer basis. So you can only answer questions, not ask them."

"is that so?"

Tianyang laughed: "Then I didn't promise that I would cooperate with you. Just like now, maybe I should leave."

"Do you think you can leave?" Mu Qing leaned back, her eyes cold.

Tianyang took out Jinfeng, and Xingyun flowed silently: "I don't mind giving it a try, or would you rather chat with your allies?"

Mu Qing snorted, fully expressing her dissatisfaction, and then said: "I don't know how this town could be drifting in the cracks. When I came in, it already existed."

"As for the residents of the town, do you think humans can survive in the cracks for thousands of years? So the answer is naturally no. The things above are just a kind of entertainment for me."

Sure enough, it is not a real human being, which can explain why 'human beings' can appear in the cracks and control the mob...

When Tianyang came up with this idea, Mu Qing's tone became impatient: "Now, it's time for you to answer my question, right?"

"no problem."

"The world outside the gap has become pitch black, and unspeakable monsters are rampant on the land. This world we call the 'reverse world' should be somewhat different from the world you are familiar with."

Tianyang simply answered the Splinter's question.

"Sure enough..."

There was a hint of joy on Mu Qing's face, and she tapped her head with her finger: "I dug out some quite interesting things in this woman's memory. For example, the Clough Gate, the fortress, the sunshine, and the bay."

"The world outside the gap, which is the world I originally lived in, seems to have completely slipped into the eternal night of the universe during the time I was hiding here."

"But they succeeded, and they found you on the other side. I still didn't believe it. As far as I know, some humans can train themselves to form false memories to confuse my judgment."

"I have met some such humans before, but your words corroborate this woman's memory. Especially the definition of 'reverse world', a rebellious world... Ha, it is extremely accurate."

Mu Qing spoke in an understatement, but when these words fell into Tianyang's ears, every word was like a bolt from the blue.

The young man smiled bitterly. Sure enough, he was still too young.

In the face of this unimaginable ancient thing, just one or two ordinary words allowed the Splinterers to master incredible information.

But in turn, the Insurgency revealed enough information for him to learn.

Like the eternal night of the universe, they, and the other shore... .

Although now, Tianyang still doesn't know what the eternal night of the universe is, and he doesn't know whether it is them, them, or them, nor does he know what the so-called other shore specifically refers to.

But it all sounds like these ancient things are planning something

A conspiracy and action old enough

But what concerned the young man most was that ancient existences like the Splitters were actually plural.

This is a bit bad...