The group came to the deepest part of Hades, in front of a tall and majestic stone arch that was large enough to accommodate several carriages passing by.
The liquid coral on the top of the cave sheds vitreous iridescent light, illuminating the intricate array of lightning bolts, claw prints, petals, branches and insects, all sorts of obscure runes on the arches.
I don't know what kind of material this "door of all worlds" is made of, the surface is smooth, and the cold and hard chaotic energy lingers.
Roy just leaned towards it, and the sleeping ancient blood in his body sensed it, became abnormally active, suspended behind his shoulders, and formed a firefly-like star-shaped spot.
As he approached, the light spots became more and more prosperous.
When he reached out and touched the door.
The rugged rocks around, the upside-down river, the glowing cave plants, the witcher and the two shadow elders standing side by side, Regis—all were illuminated by a mysterious yellow light. .
Rows of runes are connected end to end, and the runes dancing like ribbons are activated by the blood of the ancients and fly out of the suddenly lit gates of the worlds.
Changeable stars of light and runes of light danced in midair.
The four of them seemed to be in a splendid Milky Way.
The view is gorgeous.
And the arch at the core of the light is more solemn and grand.
Roy exclaimed in surprise, his bright silver-gray pupils turned to the shadow elder beside him, and glanced at the forearm of his right hand that was exposed outside his armour—
Sand Tarcher…
Cień Siss…
The blood oaths of the two shadow elders turned into bright red tattoos and were firmly engraved on them. As long as they successfully returned to their hometowns, Roy could use the marks to mobilize the north and south continents at will, a total of 328 high-level vampires.
Twenty years later, when the time is up, the imprint will disappear automatically.
…
"Tracher, Lord Sith, are you ready? You don't need to pack any luggage before leaving? A few words to your fellow tribesmen?"
The two pale faces were almost indifferent,
"No luggage."
"...What should be explained...stay in the bloodline...they will know."
Roy was not so easily satisfied, so he took the opportunity to ask,
"After the two leave, will a new shadow elder be born in the tribe to take over Hades?"
Sith glanced at him, and his hoarse voice revealed a hint of impatience,
"At least a thousand years of precipitation...the essence of life...transformation...among the tribe...the last hundred years...there will be no elders born."
Roy breathed a sigh of relief.
Then from now on, the gates of the underworld and the worlds belong to him!
With the increase of the gate of all realms, he will join forces with the other two ancient bloodline daughters, Ciri and Little Elene... Mass cross-border teleportation is no longer a dream.
"About that sly businessman, I actually played a game with him a few years ago, and I got lucky and won the next game. Maybe we can jointly punish him!"
Roy pursed his lips and tried to ask,
Tracher's pupils flashed a warning color,
"Mysterious merchant...not settled...this world..."
"The multiverse...is all trading grounds..."
"Back home... We ask... compatriots... to settle accounts with it."
Then, sending Elder Shadow back to his hometown can be regarded as digging a big hole for Master Mirror.
Roy felt happy when he heard the words.
I hope that this group of powerful vampires can teach that stingy head a painful lesson.
"What is your hometown like and what's so special about it?"
"You'll know when you get there... the witcher... don't get too far... there's no next question."
Roy then turned his gaze to the barber who was standing not far away, trembling in a daze.
"Regis...I'll ask you one last time, would you like to go home with the two elders? Although my ability is limited, I can't send the entire clan back, but it's not difficult to bring an extra 'passenger'!"
Two pairs of black and yellow eyes swept towards the humble subordinate.
There was neither coercion nor request in his eyes, with a hint of playful curiosity.
Regis' mouth trembled and he was stunned for a moment.
He's numb, and has experienced more upheaval in these two days than in the past fifty years.
But home
Go back to the place where the oldest and most noble bloodline was born, where the elders were born
Do not!
Regis shook his head hastily.
Born in this world, he has long been accustomed to the living environment here, and has made like-minded friends such as Nathanis, Orianna, and Delav.
What's more, Irene, who he has always regarded as her daughter, has just been reborn through transformation and needs to be guided. He really doesn't want to take a huge risk to go to a strange new world.
The most difficult thing for him to say is that the majesty of the two shadow elders has made him feel like he is on pins and needles, and when he returns to the vampire's hometown, there will probably be ten or a hundred times the number of shadow elders stepping on top of his head and giving orders.
The thought of this possibility made him chill.
Life is better than death-
"That's too bad."
Roy finally sighed and frightened Regis, and handed the silver sword and hand crossbow to the two "passengers" who were ready to go, to avoid getting lost halfway.
Take a deep breath—
He aimed at the empty door of the worlds and made a vigorous push on the door.
Boom!
The gang wind made a great effort, and a prismatic pitch-black door was broken open in the void.
It was only two meters high at first, and could only accommodate one person to pass through, but it was quickly raised and widened by the starry runes in the mid-air.
In the blink of an eye, it completely overlapped with the huge gate of the worlds, cutting off the entire Hades.
A gleam of light in the dark chaos inside the door—
The dim stars, the blue aurora, and the suffocating vacuum make up the surging and boundless cosmic starry sky.
Roy jumped in, the gray cloak swayed behind him, and the two shadow elders were connected by bright red chains, and then jumped in.
In the changing starry sky in the gate of all realms, a star flickered abnormally.
In the next second, the rainbow light in the room burst into a dazzling swirling rune, retracting the gate of the worlds.
By the time Regis regained his sight, the three had disappeared.
Only the cold stone gate is left, and this empty, dark underworld,
"Finally left, daring fellow." Regis grinned and fell to his knees, half cursing, half praying, "Don't get lost!"
…
The setting sun dazzled the splendid fire clouds in the sky.
A lush mountain forest, heather, beech, birch forests draped in an orange veil.
And in the corner of the birch forest, the dark hard rock and a row of sharpened wooden stakes guarded the outside of a simple wooden house.
In a thick coat woven of rough birch bark, fur and thistle, a tall, broad-shouldered woman is wielding a half-human-height axe to chop down the log in the center of the two stakes, and the thick braided braids at the back of her head are tossing and turning , the huge rock-like muscles on his arms, and Centipede's hideous scars swelled and shrank with the slashing movements.
kaka-
The axe blade flashed coldly, and the air was chopped up.
The log was instantly broken into two pieces and fell into the wooden trough below.
The woman wiped away the hot sweat and glanced at the sky. A trace of tiredness and despair flashed across her horrific cheeks that were full of scabs and half peeled off. She gritted her teeth and continued to chop.
puff puff!
Suddenly, there was a slight sound of heavy objects hitting the ground behind him.
The woman seemed to be extremely frightened, and suddenly turned around with a big change in her face.
Three translucent figures came into view, initially blurred like reflections in the water, only three human figures could be seen, but five seconds later.
They quickly became visible—two topless, gray-skinned old men covered in bruises, and a younger man with black hair and silver eyes who had never been seen before, with two swords on his back.
"Senior citizens?!"
The woman's eyes widened, her grin revealed yellowed teeth, and the fear on her face was instantly replaced by surprise.
She trotted to the front of the two shadow elders and knelt down.
He threw his body to the ground and gave a big salute, then raised his hands, exposing his wrists,
"Woooo... The fog hit Dongquan Village, everyone died! All died! I'm the only one left!"
"Please, elders, take me away!"
"Patriya is willing to offer offerings, offering offerings!"
"I beg your protection!"
"Save me from the fog!"
Gu Runshu—
The two shadow elders listened to the familiar local accent that had been separated for thousands of years, and breathed more oxygen in the air than before.
Looking at each other, gray and withered, the old face like a thousand years of ice finally showed a long-lost smile—
Like sunlight penetrating the darkness.
Swah—
Two index fingers swipe in the air—
The woman's straight wrist was broken open with blood, and two blood lines appeared, flying into the slightly opened mouth of the elder.
They closed their eyes as if they were tasting delicious food, chewing the sweetness of their blood, and missing memories for thousands of years.
Roy put his hands around his chest, quietly observing this strange scene, his eyes turned.
The emblem remains motionless, indicating that the elder has not used any charm spells.
So why did this ugly woman who is stronger than a man take the initiative to send her to the door, offering her blood reverently and humbly
What's even more amazing is that in the face of the witcher world, the shadow elder who stomps the country will shake, not only does this powerful human woman have no fear in the eyes,
Instead, full of fanaticism and respect, like a god of faith,
What kind of new world is this
"wstawaj... (gets up)"
"Konsekruj do zaakceptowania (Enshrined offerings)"
Tracher nodded with satisfaction, rubbed his saliva-stained index finger on the woman's wrist, and the wound healed and scabbed in an instant.
"Zabierz bsp; do dou... (take you back to the nest)"
When the woman heard the words, she trembled with excitement, tears welling up in her eyes, and kept kowtowing to the elder, her gratitude and joy were beyond words.
The Buddha saved his life from the threat of death.
"Does it seem strange to you?"
Sith's black-and-yellow eyes looked at the witcher, the lame and stuttering northern common language had become smoother, and there was no pain that was suppressed to the bones in his tone.
He seemed to loosen the shackles that had been tied to him for so long.
He looked relaxed, and a little more angry.
"That's the rule in our hometown."
He waved his hand casually.
The woman got up and rushed back to the cabin, quickly packed and packed her luggage, and only glanced at Roy insignificantly during the whole process.
The witcher's all-encompassing charm was completely ineffective.
"Most humans pay tribute to our vampires...and we keep them safe."
"Humans still need your protection? What's the danger?"
Roy's question just landed.
Huhu—
A piercing cold wind howled through the forest.
Suddenly, a majestic white fog surged up, blocking the sun in the sky and the surrounding mountains and wooden houses.
"Stand still, witcher."
Tracher and the Sith admonished as if they were enemies.
A strong sense of crisis instantly enveloped Roy's body.
He heard a thud in the mist, like something heavy sinking into the soft soil.
The entire mountain forest and the ground beneath his feet trembled, the air in the forest suddenly began to tremble, and panicked animal howls came one after another, full of panic and despair.
The birds on the birch flew into the obscuring fog with screeching and flapping wings.
The witcher sees a scene he will never forget—
As if the sea was knocked apart by the side of the ship, a huge silhouette appeared in the sky in the distance, in the thick thick fog.
Behemoth the Mist Behemoth
…
This is a huge monster hidden in the fog, at least 30 meters high. From a distance, it looks like a prehistoric mammoth surrounded by clouds. Six long legs covered with gray fluff support a round and huge body. The entire body structure looks a bit top-heavy. It feels incongruous, but around its head and torso, there are countless tentacle-like whiskers.
Looking carefully, you can see that the back of the long beard is covered with a layer of steel needle-like bristles, and the inside is full of insect-like mouthparts, which keep opening and closing "click, click".
The giant beast controlled its tentacles and spears to penetrate the fog, and then retracted lightly.
A beast corpse, stabbed in the opposite direction, was quietly inserted on it.
It's like carefully skewered kebabs.
The long beard that came back with the fruit was sent into the black hole-like mouth, and the big mouth slowly chewed.
The massive amount of blood leaking from the gap between the teeth scattered into the mist, dyeing the earth red.
…
Behemoth is more terrifying than the most indescribable monster in the nightmare!
…
"Son of the ancient blood, the universe is so vast, and you are fortunately born in a peaceful world dominated by humans." The Sith's voice rang out, and some long-held emotions awakened in their homeland, and the excitement was hard to contain.
"In your world, even if natural and man-made disasters continue, most human cubs can spend their childhoods peacefully."
"But our hometown is different. Weak human beings are born at the bottom of the food chain and must rely on other powerful races to survive."
"Our tribe can't make the rules of this world either."
"Thousands of terrifying monsters that suddenly appeared along with the fog are the masters of this world."
"Humans, and our blood race, must start from an early age, fight continuously, and move to safer gathering points in order to survive! Struggling to survive in the trials of life and death!"
From the unbreakable pupils of Sisgujing, a terrifying red light shot out,
"Our hometown, dangerous and deadly, is much more interesting and exciting!"
"It's time for you to leave, witcher..."
Tracher's voice rang out, and an unusually striking black smoke enveloped the ugly woman from head to toe, suspended in mid-air,
"This is not your battle, Behemoth's saliva can hurt our immortal bodies!"
"Not to mention the mortal flesh."
"At least ten elders work together to solve it."
"So we have to set off immediately to see old friends who have been away for many years."
"You, ask for more happiness!"
The shadow elder leaped and turned into two wisps of black smoke drifting into the depths of the mist.
Roy held his breath and looked at the beast from afar.
It seemed to sense something, and suddenly turned its head here, the eyes wrapped in heavy tentacles were like two white suns, emitting a terrible desire to destroy and devour everything.
…
So powerful and incredible.
If you can kill it.
At least tens of thousands of experience, right
After thinking about it, Roy unwillingly took out a rose-cut aqua blue diamond from his arms - Freya's treasure, the diamond of passion.
It was the size of a fist, and it shone as brightly as the summer sky.
is shaking violently.
Time to go back.
Continue to stay, and Freya and the goddess Meritelli will think that he has broken his promise and escaped to another world to avoid Hoarfrost, which may cause another trouble.
Anyway, the bloodline mark is the spatial coordinate, Dakden will completely solve the troubles in the world of witchers, and we will meet these misty beasts for a while later.
Roy made up his mind and opened the second door to the world (guardian blessing, twice a day).
A tentacle fell from the sky, and the thunder rolled over.
Swah—
The scarlet sword light flashed.
The tentacles split in two and fell to the ground into billowing white smoke.
Behemoth's angry roar swept through the fog like a tsunami!
But when it moved its six long legs, it came over in a flash.
The ant-like prey has disappeared without a trace.
…
The end is another beginning