Everything became flat, without height. Fang Xiu felt like a paper man traveling through a dark comic book with Rost Joel the Wind Crow.
"This is the world of shadows. Our great Wind Crow clan is a mythical species that walks in the world of shadows and controls the existence of shadows." The Wind Crow Rostjoel let out his signature strange laugh, but in Fang Xiu's eyes, it now looked strange, and its movements were not continuous, just like the incoherent movements of a marquee.
"Follow me closely and get out immediately after the exit is opened!"
This perspective was extremely bizarre. All kinds of incredible wonders and one-sided views kept pouring into Fang Xiu's eyes. Fang Xiu could see thousands of pictures from an unknown world, which were invested in his spiritual will.
Fang Xiu roughly understood what the concept of cross-border travel in the shadow world was. If the portal was like cross-border teleportation from a one-dimensional level, then cross-border travel in the shadow world was breaking free from the constraints of the original world from a two-dimensional level and heading to another world.
Finally, a new entrance was reopened, reflecting the light in. Fang Xiu and Feng Ya were instantly blown up from the paper man, instantly becoming three-dimensional and rushing in from the entrance.
This is a dark and sunlightless world. The light emitted by the sun in the sky is actually gray. The earth is corroded, and the thick black air turns into smoke and dust that drifts across the sky with the wind and blows away into the distance.
Even the air was filled with a foul smell, and one breath was enough to be fatal.
A gray vortex opened up in the sky, and two figures fell down. Fang Xiu finally stood on the land of another world.
A fierce wind howled across the boundless land, stirring up gusts of dust. The forest in the distance was all black, looking like carbonized remains, without a single leaf. The wind blew across Fang Xiu's robe, causing the black cloak covering him outside to flutter.
The eyes in the cloak scanned the entire world and saw black dust falling all over the sky, filling the place with the smell of death. The scattered ashes looked like the remains of burning paper money.
In the distance, you can see a ruined city, tall and magnificent. Inside, you can see rows of white stone buildings with exposed domes. You can vaguely make out churches, bell towers, castles, and the characteristic angel sculpture above the theater. However, the angel's wings have long been broken, and the black dust has dyed it gray and black, making it no longer holy and fallen into hell.
There is no trace of human habitation here, and under the dim gray sun, it looks like an old black and white photo.
"Go to that city and have a look!"
Fang Xiu and Feng Ya walked forward together, approaching a river. What flowed in the river was not river water, but pieces of black mud that were blocked and accumulated together, emitting a strong stench.
In this vast and silent world, there is not even a trace of life.
“Click!”
The footsteps on the empty streets made a clear echo, and the sound spread along the streets of the city, constantly amplifying and echoing. The silent city finally welcomed two visitors.
This is a truly large city. A designer must have designed the overall architectural style of this city. There are also good sewage facilities underground. Most of the buildings in the city are stone. Only in the distance, which should be the slums, are there some wooden buildings, divided into three or four floors. They are densely and crookedly crowded together. They look deformed but full of characteristics.
Walking further, Fang Xiu saw a place that was supposed to be a fountain square, but now it was piled with corpses like a small mountain. The corpses had long since weathered away and turned into mummies.
There were so many mummies, probably no less than ten thousand of them, their deaths were horrific and miserable, and looked extremely creepy.
Fang Xiu took a closer look and found that among the corpses, there seemed to be various races. Some looked like humans, some looked like elves, some were over three meters tall and had fangs and sharp teeth. They looked more like monsters than humans, and some looked like the monsters from the Mountain and Sea Realm, with obvious wild beast features and tails or...
However, the most common species is a race similar to humans, but much shorter in stature, with adults only about 1.34 meters tall.
"It's been at least a few decades. It seems like there was a plague, but before they started burning the bodies, something broke out and everyone started to flee the city in panic."
Fang Xiu walked around the square carefully examining the corpses, trying to obtain the information he wanted from them.
Rost Joel the Wind Crow was also looking at everything around him in shock: "This plane is dying. How could this happen? If the plane dies, then the life on this plane and all the gods will also die with it."
"Where the hell is this?"
Fang Xiu knew that there were three planes left, but at the moment he didn't know which plane he had entered. However, the world had become so corrupt that it was most likely the so-called Giant Plane, which was the next plane closest to collapse among the three planes.
Fang Xiu followed Feng Ya and walked through every corner of the city. There were corpses everywhere. Logically, this situation would attract a large number of scavengers and wild dogs and wolves, but it did not. Even monsters and evil spirits were unwilling to approach the city.
A strange death curse shrouds the city.
However, what made Fang Xiu feel relieved was that, unlike the realm of the storage god that he had fallen into in the heaven before, the people inside were evacuated in an orderly manner and most of the things were moved away, but everything in this city was still retained. Fang Xiu also saw a magic crystal tower, which was the same as the energy tower in Weigang City. It was used to collect overflowing emotions and power of faith and turned them into magic stones. It seemed that this practice had become the norm in the other world.
The big library in the city was filled with books, which must have recorded many things that Fang Xiu wanted to know. However, Fang Xiu did not understand the characters here, and because there were no living creatures, it was impossible for Fang Xiu to use telepathy to read the language of the other race.
"It's such a pity, but let's put it away first. We're sure we'll run into someone alive later."
Fang Xiu borrowed the huge space-capacity mail bag from Rost Joel the Wind Crow and poured all the books in the library into it, forming a huge mountain of books. Regardless of whether they were useful or not, they were all treasures and wealth left over from another civilization.
"You can borrow it, but if there are things I like in it, they all belong to me." Seeing Fang Xiu looting, the Wind Crow Rostjoel became extremely jealous. He flew around the city, trying to search for the toys he wanted.
"Okay!" Fang Xiu knew the character of this Wind Crow Rost Joel. This guy was like a child and liked those weird and useless things.
Fang Xiu also found a large number of sealed items under a church of a god, such as the flesh and blood of strange creatures, evil alchemical tools, and summoning books of the undead. Fang Xiu packed them all up and took them away.
In addition, there is an alchemist's workshop in the city, which contains an alchemy platform that is more than ten meters high and strange alchemy props, which also attracted Fang Xiu's attention.
Fang Xiu discovered that this was simply a huge treasure house. He walked around and searched everywhere, and soon he filled the bag of Wind Crow Rost Joel.
"It seems like we are still not well prepared! Next time we must find a way to bring a large space prop."
Fang Xiu stood in front of a pharmacy shop. The sign was covered with black ash and fell at his feet. The glass of the shop was all shattered, revealing the empty shelves inside. He sighed. This alchemy shop was actually an alchemy prop shop. It was very valuable for reference. If possible, Fang Xiu wanted to pack it up and take it away.
"ah!"
At this time, the wind crow Rost Joel, who was flying all over the city, suddenly turned back and let out a panicked cry.
"From the sky! From the sky...something is falling!"
Fang Xiu raised his head and looked towards the sky. Immediately, he saw a violent storm in the gray sky, as if something had broken through the heavy black clouds and descended.
In just a moment, that thing blasted open the thick black clouds and turned into a huge fireball that fell down. The fireball covered the sky and blocked the entire sky.
"What is this?"
Fang Xiu was also stunned. This thing looked like the moon that had fallen from the sky. Its size was beyond imagination.
The fireball, carrying a blazing flame, passed diagonally over Fang Xiu's head, igniting the air. Large pieces of flame fell into the city, starting a raging fire.
The huge fireball rushed out diagonally for an unknown distance, fell to the end of the sky, and crashed into the earth diagonally, creating a huge pit with a radius of one hundred miles on the ground and raising smoke and dust for hundreds of miles.
The entire earth shook as a violent earthquake spread violently. Fang Xiu felt as if the city beneath his feet was shaken up all of a sudden. Large sections of buildings collapsed and huge gaps appeared in the ground.
"Floating city?" Fang Xiu was standing in a ruin, gazing into the distance. Suddenly he thought of something and became very excited. He had always liked the floating cities in other worlds, but had never seen one in real life.
Rost Joel the Wind Crow took a look and said, "No, no, how could it be a floating city? If a floating city could be shot down, the entire continent would be gone just by the explosion of the magic energy machine. This should be a floating island floating in the sky."