In the end they did come to a huge circular altar cast in bronze, and at that time only five of the tomb robbers who had kidnapped him were still alive.
Logically speaking, as an ordinary student who has no self-protection ability and is often pushed out to find traps, Chi Yan should be the first to die among these people, but he has always been cautious and in awe, and he feels that he should not watch too much. , No matter what, I didn't touch or take anything, so I left it unharmed until the end.
The altar is more than a dozen meters deeper than the underground palace, about four or five stories high, and covers a wide area. The playground surrounded by eight eight-hundred-meter runways is generally large. There is a round bronze altar with a diameter of about 100 meters in the most central place.
Standing on the edge of the underground palace area and looking down, the scene is extremely spectacular, and it is difficult to imagine how such a magnificent project has been realized in thousands of years.
From the underground palace, there was no direct staircase leading to the altar, so Chi Yan could only climb down the rope with the four tomb robbers. The tomb robber who held him had already loosened the shackles of his upper body, but Chi Yan also put out the idea of running away—the way back was already blocked, and he had already seen the danger in this underground palace, and he himself had no water or food. Or any information about this underground palace, followed by the remaining tomb robbers became the safest choice with the greatest chance of survival.
But he forgot that this group of people were not good people, and even in desperation, acting with them was tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger.
After climbing the huge circular bronze altar, you can find that the surface and surrounding of the circular bronze altar are engraved with many indistinguishable patterns, some of which look like some kind of ancient writing, and others are the same as those seen in the underground palace in front of you. of similar patterns. There is also a small black round altar inclined at a thirty-degree angle at about one-third of the line from the center of the circle to the top of the circle. It is made of metal of unknown material, with a diameter of about two meters and slightly raised sides, as if it were a black plate standing there.
Chi Yan felt that the head of the tomb robber suddenly looked at him. He winked, and the two tomb robbers next to him quickly subdued Chi Yan in place, making him unable to move.
Chi Yan looked at the leader, his eyes sank, and asked, "What are you doing?"
The leader ignored his questioning at all, took out a plain-looking hardcover book from his bag, flipped through it and nodded, "It should be this, that's right."
Under the instructions of the leader, Chi Yan was pushed to the side of the black round altar by the two tomb robbers who restrained him. The altar is slightly concave in the middle, and slender tonal metal chains hang down from the four corners. The two tomb robbers were instructed by the leader to bind Chi Yan with a metal chain in the groove in the round altar. At the same time, the leader instructed the other two tomb robbers to stand in the direction Chi Yan's feet pointed, staring at each other. them.
Chi Yan was fixed on the altar and closed his eyes. He couldn't tell exactly what he felt in his heart at this time, but he also knew that this time he was probably really miserable. He could feel the tomb robber standing on his left and right hands respectively taking out a dagger and slashing both of his wrists - the wound was deep and painful, and blood gushed out all at once.
When the first drop of blood fell on the black altar, it seemed that some kind of mechanism was triggered. The inner ring of the bronze altar made a dull and dull metal turning sound, and it turned clockwise for a week - the four robbers standing in the four corners. The thief looked at his feet, cautiously, not knowing what was going on—and at the moment when the sound of turning stopped and disappeared, countless bronze thorns emerged from the underground bronze altar and quickly retracted. In just an instant, the four of them were stabbed in the opposite direction and fell to the ground.
They were covered in blood holes all over their bodies, gurgling out blood, and after they fell to the ground, they joined end to end, forming a weird circle around the black altar.
The dark red blood flowed from their bodies, flowing in meanderingly, soaking the lines on the bronze altar.
From Chi Yan's point of view, you can see the dead tomb robber in the front left with his eyes wide open. But he remembered that at the moment when those bronze thorns appeared, there was a clear expression of amazement and fear on his face.
He didn't know who the leader was instructed by, and what his purpose was, but he could feel the rapid loss of his blood, his limbs became weaker and colder, and the whole world was filled with blood... The world began to shake slowly, and he lost consciousness in the next moment.
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When Chi Yan woke up again, she found herself in an endless darkness.
He groaned and opened his eyes, looked around with some unease, and stood up slowly from the "ground" - he looked at his hands, intact, without any wounds. He suspected he was dead, but it would be too hard if this was the afterlife—it was all dark and empty, and he didn't know how long he was going to be alone here.
He seems to be in a void, up, down, left, right, front, back... in all directions, all are exactly the same darkness. Standing on the spot will not feel weightless, but he is still as uneasy as walking in the clouds, and always feels that the darkness under his feet is not solid.
Chi Yan tentatively took two steps forward, and at the same time tentatively said softly: "… Is there anyone?"
He didn't expect to hear a reply. But the truth was that a deep voice answered him: "No."
The voice seemed to sound from the sky, and it seemed to come directly from his mind.
Chi Yan was startled, stopped, and stood cautiously on the spot: "...Who are you? What place is this? Are you... a god?"
In fact, in such an empty darkness, he wouldn't be too afraid even if the other party wasn't a human being. Besides, he thought he was dead now, how could the dead be afraid of ghosts? He remembered the altar in the underground palace. Their last activity was like a sacrifice, and he was the sacrifice. So this sound is made by the object being sacrificed? He... what is it
"This is my domain," the voice replied. "It's hard for me to explain how you came here. In fact, no creature has ever appeared here before you."
"I am not a god. The gods you imagined do not exist. In other words, 'gods' only exist in certain types of worlds, and their essence is only higher-level creatures in those worlds. It is the same for me. "
"Then who are you?" Chi Yan repeated his original question.
"I am evil. I am the evil that constitutes eternity. All the evil aspects of eternity originate from me. If I cease to exist, eternity will also collapse and be destroyed." The voice said calmly, without any concealment, or maybe he did not Knowing the intrigues of humanity, "I am also the only consciousness that exists in eternity. I am above eternity, but in other words, I am eternity."
At that time, Chi Yan could not understand the meaning of that voice, nor could he understand his current situation. He asked a few more questions, but the voice didn't appear again.
It's so empty here, there's nothing here. In eternity, there is not even the flow of time.
Chi Yan sat silently in the darkness of nothingness for a long time, and finally couldn't help but say again: "...Am I going to stay here forever? There's not even a little light here. Can you give me a little light?" At the end, His voice was even full of hopeless and pitiful supplications. He needs light, even a little bit.
Without a cell phone, with nothing to divert from, it would be worse than being completely dead to keep going like this indefinitely. And as he said, the most unbearable thing is the downright darkness. To be alone for a long time in such boundless darkness is really a challenge to the limit for an ordinary human being.
The voice didn't respond.
When Chi Yan thought that the other party was going to ignore him completely, he suddenly heard the voice still in a very flat tone: "You stand up and walk forward."
Chi Yan has nothing to do. Here he loses the measure of time, neither thirsty nor hungry nor tired. So he stood up obediently and began to do as the other party told him to do.
He also doesn't know how long he's gone, how far he's gone—probably not really far. It's too easy to get mentally exhausted in the endless darkness.
He felt that he couldn't take it any longer, but the voice never gave any further instructions, so Chi Yan had to ask: "When will I go?" In fact, this question is not easy to answer, because there is no "time" here. this concept.
But the other party still understood what he meant: "until you don't want to go. You can stop at any time."
"Then I'll stop here." Chi Yan couldn't wait, "What's the next step?"
"I'll give you all the areas you walk through." The voice said still without hesitation, "You can do whatever you want in it, make it what you want, and get what you want."
Then I want it to look like my original world.
As soon as this thought flashed through Chi Yan's mind, he was stunned. In an instant, the sun, the breeze, the land, the blue sky... everything appeared in front of him at once.
I would also like to have a house.
Even in eternity, his thinking could not change for a while. In his concept, man still has to live in a house that can keep out the wind and rain, but he doesn't realize that the wind and rain are now controlled by him.
In the next second, a beautifully built and designed white house appeared out of thin air.
Chi Yan frantically pushed open the door and walked in.
The interior of the house has been decorated according to his preferences, and all kinds of furniture and electrical appliances are readily available - these are according to his subconscious needs.
Chi Yan remembered the story of reading "Magic Pen Ma Liang" when he was a child, and always hoped that he could have such a magic pen. And now this dream has finally come true in another way - in the true sense of the word, what you want and what you want.
Here, like a legendary god, he completely dominates his world.
Chi Yan couldn't describe how he felt when he discovered this.
Shocked and terrified at the same time. Uneasy, but faintly excited. There are countless things waiting for him to do, and countless possibilities for him to create.
And that voice never interferes.
With this area that can be completely built according to his wishes, Chi Yan was temporarily able to settle down. Here he can read books and play—the fruits of civilization created by countless worlds are at his disposal.
The only downside is that he cannot introduce or create any creatures in this area. He had tried to have a cat and a dog, but failed. He backed off and made a wish to have a cactus, but it also failed.
The voice told him that in his realm, even in the whole of absolute eternity other than the world river, there would be no living beings. And Chi Yan himself was the only exception, an accident that he could not have expected.
Chi Yan also gradually learned something from the owner of the voice.
He is now in eternity, and in eternity also breeds a river of worlds with no beginning and no end. In contrast to eternity, which is completely static, the world river is flowing, so the concept of "time" is derived from each world, so each world has birth and death. The number of "worlds" is innumerable, and the time and space where he originally lived was one of the "worlds" in the world river.
In the process of continuous study, Chi Yan gradually guessed some reasons why he came here: the ancient civilization underground palace he saw before his death was indeed used for sacrifice, and the ancestors who built the underground palace believed in, revered and sacrificed.” "God" is not the common anthropomorphic god in later generations, similar to the Jade Queen Mother Zeus Pluto, but a natural god without a specific carrier and image that symbolizes "evil". In other words, what the altar worships is the emptiness of the essence of the world.
And the evil in eternity comes from the master of this realm, that voice. The evil nature of every world also comes from Him, and his own world is no exception. The "evil" sacrificed by that altar is a very small part of the voice's owner.
Just because of this extremely small connection, coupled with the extremely coincidental chance that even the voice could not explain, he was lucky or unfortunate, and stepped into the absolute eternity where no living creature has ever set foot.