The star dome, the red moon, the giant painting... just as Pasha described in advance. .
No matter what kind of thing, it gives people the feeling of being incomparably grand. Only when you are in it can you truly feel its vastness. It is no wonder that they call this place a realm of gods.
Is this teleportation? Or a sea of consciousness
Roland squatted down and stroked the floor lightly. It looked like it was made of stone, but the surface was as smooth as a mirror. The cold and hard touch came from his fingertips, as if what he saw was not made up. fantasy, but real.
However, after experiencing the vivid and exaggerated dream world, such a scene can no longer frighten him.
Roland looked up at the dome and saw the huge red moon covering the giant painting like a round cake. If you look at it, you can still see the surging lines on its surface. If you have to use something to describe it, it is sea. It is not as dazzling and dazzling as the sun, and it is clearly red, but it always feels that it is not glowing and heating. The red ripples are like waves and whirlpools, densely filling the entire field of vision.
The only problem is that the circle is a little too round.
It's hardly like a sphere, but a large tiled circle.
Maybe the red moon is too close to him
Roland looked at it carefully for a while, but after all, he couldn't connect it with the red flying star observed by astrologers, neither a planet nor a star. If the battle of divine will really started because of it, how could it come to the world
An idea suddenly popped into his mind.
If the chief astrologer, the Master of Dispersive Stars, accepts the inspiration of the relics of the gods, can you confirm from the faintly twinkling stars in the dome that this thing is indeed a red moon
Of course, it is more likely that the poor old man was directly paralyzed by fright on the spot.
Roland shrugged, stood up, and looked around at the four giant paintings surrounding the red moon.
The throne, the sea, the shady, and himself.
Apart from the scene in the underground hall of the Third Frontier City, these records were all seen in the library of the Pivotal Secret Temple, and there was nothing special about it. The relic was probably like a recorder, which could feed back the scene near it in real time. According to Pasha, the completely blackened giant painting belongs to the eliminated underground civilization.
Roland greeted himself and Wendy in the painting, but the latter two didn't respond and obviously couldn't hear his shouts.
What about impacting reality
He approached the Scroll of Thrones, reached out and touched the scroll itself. It felt like a soft and smooth cloth with a very fine texture, and the images on it were just images. He could not cross the border and enter the world in the painting.
After Roland turned around, he didn't find any new discoveries. He was about to head out to the outside of the hall to find out if this place was really boundless, when suddenly there was a sound from the picture scroll behind him.
In this quiet environment, the sound is particularly clear, like the friction between steel and the echo of a hard object hitting the ground.
In an instant, he felt the chills all over his body stand up!
Heck, no one ever mentioned that these giant paintings can still make sounds!
He stopped and turned sharply.
I saw that there was a dark armored warrior in the picture showing the throne. It was sitting on the throne, and a pair of scarlet eyes swept towards him condescendingly.
The other painting also moved.
A large number of bubbles surged upwards with a muffled sound, and then a huge eyeball protruded from the dark seabed, approaching the edge of the picture little by little, as if he wanted to stick out the border. The three triangular-shaped pupils stared at him together, which was really uncomfortable at first glance.
Are you making an appointment
Roland couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't hide and pretend to be ghosts, he wasn't afraid of these two monsters with no horror in appearance.
Isn't it the guardian of the relics of high-level devils and unknown civilizations.
He raised his head and walked to the center of the four giant paintings, and looked at the two alien creatures.
"Good afternoon, you are also here to participate in the Battle of Divine Will?"
"This life-and-death war has to be fought? Can't we sit down and talk?"
"Can you understand what I'm saying?"
"Even if you don't understand, let's squeak!"
"Hey, is this a game of determination, whoever closes his eyes first loses?"
Roland tried to communicate with them, but never got a response.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to feel that the ups and downs of the devil's chest were getting faster and faster, and the huge eyeballs were gradually shaking.
Is this a sequelae of staring? Could it be that they can only look at themselves like this, and then whose eyes are sore? This is not dangerous, even if you visit this place alone, there is no problem.
He rolled his eyes and was about to stop this boring confrontation when a group of black tentacles suddenly appeared in the picture scroll!
They rushed towards the devil and the eyeball like snakes, tying them together tightly.
This is... what the hell? Roland couldn't help being stunned.
The devil finally moved, it grabbed the throne tightly, and made a series of strange noises! Flames and transparent blades flickered around it, wrestling with tentacles. But the number of tentacles is amazing, and the seemingly soft little hand at the end can easily break the weapon summoned by the opponent.
The devil seemed to be fighting an invisible powerful enemy, and his cry became more and more intense, and even Roland felt the tension in his tone. As a bolt of lightning shot out from the armor, the tentacle finally took a step back, releasing its grip on it. Taking advantage of this opportunity, it staggered up from its seat, ran out of the range shown by the giant painting without looking back, and broke a section of the armrest of the throne in a panic.
And the giant eye monster is not much better, a few tentacles have been pierced into the eyeball, just looking at it makes people feel pain. A light blue liquid trickled out from the penetration part, like tears streaming down his face. It didn't make a strange scream like the devil, but continuously shot dazzling light from its three pupils, blocking most of its tentacles.
Suddenly, all the pupils of the giant eye monster opened at the same time, and a looming ripple rushed towards the giant painting. Roland suddenly felt that he was hit by a smell full of stench, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the tentacles also loosened the entanglement of the eyeballs. among. At the same time, the sea water with blue waves above his head is also rapidly darkening, it seems that the angle of view is sinking, and after a while, no light can be seen at all.
"Uh... is that the end of it?"
Roland inexplicably looked at the scroll of the throne, which was full of mess, and then looked at the picture of the sea that had become pitch-black, but he didn't come back to his senses for a while.