When the elevator closed, the light from the white candles suddenly stopped.
Pure darkness instantly engulfed Yi Chen, and even the extremely weak light particles died completely here.
However, this is not a problem at all for Yi Chen.
The darkness seemed too familiar to him, even "kind". When he was in the orphanage, he was locked in a small dark room for several times longer than he was free to move around.
Moreover, the journey to the original tomb had made Yi Chen accustomed to death, especially the five days and five nights of climbing the abyss, which made him calm down. He enjoyed the ancient darkness and moved forward towards the direction of the most concentrated concentration gradient of the death plague.
On Yi Chen's body, the gentleman's suit with black dead skin and dark luster was also floating in this environment, as if it was breathing.
Sift the oldest and most primitive plague here into the silk threads.
Crackling~ The skull under my feet gave off a very clear squeezing and collision sound.
Even though he couldn't see anything, a grand picture had already formed in his mind, depicting an oversized giant cemetery with skulls as the only building material, open and huge, even boundless.
Since the birth of the old world, at least 90% of all dead creatures have offered their skulls as tribute.
As he walked, Yi Chen was actually immersed in this deathly space. The "death ridge" attached to his coccyx was completely straightened in this environment.
Drip, drip~ The black fluid between the brain flows out autonomously, and layers of powdery white base appear on the face, completely covering it.
"Dead Man Makeup" is self-made,
Since there was no fighting, and the gentleman's clothing was constantly absorbing the deadly plague in the environment,
The duration of the death makeup has increased several times, or even dozens of times, and it is entirely possible to maintain this posture to complete the original audience with the deceased.
The ground slope is always at a 45° downward angle, like a series of reversed downward stairs, leading Yi Chen to the deepest part.
If he had not engraved a brain clock in his epileptic brain in advance to constantly emphasize the issue of time to his consciousness, he would have most likely forgotten the concept of time during such an audience, and by the time he met the first deceased, Yi Chen himself might have died of old age.
Before I knew it, the slope under my feet became gentler.
Tomb of the Giants
Countless skull pillars support this place together.
The darkness here was so rich that it glowed. A black luster that reached its extreme was reflected between Yi Chen's eyes, filtering out all tones and leaving only a black and white picture.
Yi Chen's consciousness had been here before, and had had "cross-dimensional communication" with the first dead person. However, due to the separation of the worlds, he did not have a very intuitive feeling.
Nowadays, the feeling when you visit this place in person is completely different, oppressive, uneasy, and dead silent, as if you can see a world of dried bones for eternity.
"Once the First Dead steps out of here and walks out of the Bonfire Mountains, spreading this death, the entire Old World will probably live in fear of death... Such a powerful existence should not be able to be sealed by the descendants of Xie Yang alone. Could it be that the First Dead is imprisoned here by another means?"
Walking through the mausoleum, we soon saw the giant throne held up by countless dead believers.
However, this time, the king was not seen on the throne. There was no image of a dead person as expected, wearing a skull and rags as his "outer garment", with his body periodically exhaling black mist.
Yi Chen continued to go deeper with doubts in his heart, bypassing the throne and going deeper.
Soon they arrived at the end, where there was only an old and dilapidated giant tomb. The strange thing was that there were a large number of special bouquets of flowers in front of the tomb, some of which had turned into stones, while some were very fresh.
"Hmm? Does someone come here regularly to offer flowers every once in a while... The Knights?"
When Yi Chen squatted down to check the bouquets, he unexpectedly discovered some special marks hidden under all the bouquets. Among the skulls that made up the ground, there were several with words engraved on them that were burned.
§Dedicated to my brother§
Yi Chen frowned and silently memorized this information in his mind.
Just then, there was the sound of skulls falling.
Behind the tombstone, on the end wall of the mausoleum, skulls rolled down.
A secret passage leading to a deeper place was revealed, and the size of the passage was just right for Yi Chen's body size.
Now that we have come this far, there is naturally no turning back.
He walked into the passage specially opened for him and headed for the secret room hidden behind the mausoleum. He could even hear the whispers from the surrounding skulls while walking.
It was intermittent and chaotic, but Yi Chen could feel the emotions in it. It should be a warning to him, an outsider, to always pay attention to etiquette and maintain awe.
However, just as Yi Chen was about to walk out of this passage, a head completely close to his ear produced resonance through contact, allowing Yi Chen to receive a clear audio signal.
"The First Tomb"
Passing through the passage, the field of vision is expanded again.
The scene reflected in the black and white vision made Yi Chen stunned. Many emotions surged out from the depths of his soul, shock, awe and fear, and he knelt on one knee instinctively.
A hundred-meter-long black cross was inserted here, and a giant was bound on it.
Her outstretched arms were bound to the left and right of the cross by thorns, and iron nails pierced through her palms.
Her head was cut open along the midline of her nose.
The upper part that was cut off is nowhere to be found.
The preserved lower part of the head turned into a "hotbed of plague", breeding the earliest and most primitive plague between the skulls.
At this moment, the original death plague that drifted out from the hotbed gathered into a black ring, hanging above the cross, like a natural halo, but it was dark and spewing death mist.
At this time, an ancient and decayed voice came from the black fog.
"As expected... your death does not belong to us, but it is equally good.
Soften, as peaceful as the sea. In such a peaceful sea, dead individuals are deprived of absolute freedom and cannot and should not go onto the beach. But you are an exception.
Do you want to join me? The original tomb is your best destination with us. I will provide you with the best death resources and give you another hundred years to grow.
Then you and I will explore the mystery of death together."
As soon as the dead man met Yi Chen, he offered him recruitment conditions, and it was a perfect condition that no dead man would refuse.
Yi Chen responded firmly, "I cannot accept this condition now because I have signed a soul contract with someone else, and the content of the contract conflicts with the conditions you proposed."
"Soul contract?"
Suddenly,
A black mist pierced through Yi Chen's body like a spear, but did not cause any substantial harm. Instead, it was verifying something, and at the same time, it also detected a hint of yellow in Yi Chen's body.
After a long silence, a voice came from the black fog again:
"I see. Since you have signed this contract, you really cannot stay with me... However, after you have fulfilled the requirements of the contract, we can still conduct a joint exploration of death.
All you have to do is agree to this, and when you reach a level similar to mine, come to me and explore death."
"good."
Yi Chen would naturally not miss the opportunity to discuss death with the original deceased, but the opportunity would have to wait for a long time, at least until Yi Chen found and walked his own "path".
Although it was only a verbal agreement, a certain connection between death had been formed here.
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