At the end of the itinerary, I already suspected that I had come to the front of the Hades Palace. It is getting colder and colder, and you can even feel the exhaled heat quickly condense into a white mist in the air.
There are no underground caves on the cliff because it is no longer suitable for people to live in. The next plank road is all built for that building.
When I heard Meng Qisheng's hoarse voice, my first reaction was not that I was finally free, but that a new ordeal was about to begin. Meng Qisheng said: "Here."
We turned on our flashlights one after another and shone into the darkness in front of us. The plank road finally came to an end, and there was a huge flat land almost volleyed above the abyss. The flat land and the cliff were only connected by a few steep rocks.
I can't imagine what kind of force system this is, which can make such a huge piece of flat land in a shaky attitude, maintain the balance over this abyss for so many years, I even doubt that once external forces join it, this huge piece of land The semi-suspended platform will collapse and fall into the abyss.
On the platform, leaning against this cliff, a black building was built. This can't even be said to be a building, because the architectural culture of the underground people is completely different from ours. We can only call the things in front of us by "buildings" that are relatively similar in form.
To be precise, this is more like a huge wooden idol built by them. This idol is naturally incomparably abstract, and no details can be seen at all. Only the huge wooden structure can be seen, vaguely showing a posture of the left arm pointing to the sky and the right arm beating the ground.
If it hadn't been for the gods who had seen them in the shallow caves, they wouldn't have recognized the abstract thing in front of them.
Bai Ye said weakly, "This is to kill Newton. A large platform has been built on such a large platform, and it is connected to the cliff with a thin layer of rock. Is it all made of foam?"
I really don't have the strength to speak. In fact, everyone is tired like a dog now. This kind of long consumption is really an ultimate test of will.
Gu Nanshan said: "Maybe it's just a blinding method. On the back of the building, a method of deep-buried piles should be used to embed the building tightly in the rock wall. Therefore, the wooden structure does not become a burden on the platform. The hub that connects the platform to the cliff. Only in this way can balance be reached."
Surprisingly, Gu Tang didn't demolish his dad's desk this time.
Meng Qisheng said: "Calculate the time, the second round of worm infestation is coming, let's go up quickly, there is a safer place."
Is the above really safer? I deeply doubt this sentence.
Standing on the platform, walking towards the wooden structure idol whose roof is invisible at a glance, there is nothingness and darkness all around, and only a few spots of light are slowly walking towards a giant. The light beam of the flashlight could not even penetrate the darkness, and disappeared into the deep silence.
At this time, I can feel the insignificance of people. No wonder religion can move people's hearts. If I have been worshipping unknown gods in such magnificent scenes since I was a child, I will also worship the unknown unshakably, and even when I set foot on this land, I can feel it. To the throbbing of my soul.
Especially the god in front of me.
I believe that the idols of any religion in the world will not take such a form.
The first step in the influence of religion on people is often visual impact. In other words, sensory shocks, they relied on the majestic places of worship, the sacred statues so tall that they looked at all living beings, and the mysterious scriptures or chants chanted by the priests to have the first impact on worshippers.
Statues or carved stones, or chiseled mountains, or inlaid with gold, or painted. The ultimate goal is to have a visual impact on people and make people feel insignificant spontaneously. And the appearance and dress of the idol should be dignified and solemn.
Only the god of the cave dwellers in front of him took a very special form. Using wooden structures to build a strange and complex building, this building has some Gothic style, while the structure is strange, and it can even give people a visual impact of the steel jungle of the industrial age. The style of postmodernism is strong.
God has no facial features, and he can't even find where his head is. There is no specific details. There is a mess in any place, and he can only vaguely see that his left arm is pointing to the sky and his right arm is beating the ground. The dark mysticism is quite strong.
This is just a work from a thousand years ago.
We finally reached its feet. The high altar is right in front of you. It can be imagined that all living beings worshipped at the feet of the gods, and the altar was displayed with the best tribute that this nation could provide.
In the other, however, the light from a few flashlights came through.
I was shocked and saw a dozen figures walking out of the darkness, it was Fang Xiangshi.
Fang Panshan, who was headed by him, was almost exhausted. He glanced at us and sat down blankly, as if he didn't intend to do anything. Everyone doesn't even have the strength to speak, or desire. Everyone just wants to rest and accumulate energy.
Also, at this time, it is a long life. Everyone has suffered a serious physical overdraft. If you fight again, let's not take the things in this building. You can die here.
The most important thing is that we still have a return trip. Now every extra point of stamina consumed is to increase the chance of death when returning.
We also sat down here. We didn't take the lead into the building, but chose to rest on the spot. The two centaurs faced each other in the dark.
I looked back at Meng Qisheng and found that he was also looking at me. There was a trace of doubt in their eyes. The thing we are most concerned about now is: Why are Fang Xiangshi okay
If according to the previous speculation by Meng Qisheng and I, I was the method Ning Hanqing prepared to deal with the abyssal radiation. Others who are too far away from me may end up with Fang Jindong. But why is Fang Xiangshi okay? As long as I am in this space, can everyone ignore the abyssal radiation? Why did Fang Jindong end up with a dead body again
I really don't have the energy to think about these issues, and I don't want to overturn previous speculations. I can only attribute the results to Fang Xiangshi and the means to avoid radiation.
I stared at the faces of the people on the opposite side carefully, trying to see if there were any signs of self-harm on their faces, but unfortunately it was not easy to blatantly put the flashlight on their faces, so I could only watch them for life. It was found that none of them had any signs of self-harm.
It can be basically confirmed that they have not been affected by radiation.
Just when I was about to take my gaze back, one of Fang Xiangshi's team suddenly raised his head and met me with his gaze.
Fang Yuefeng, the king of the Jing family.
He looked at me calmly, just when I felt awkward and was about to look away, Fang Yuefeng suddenly smiled at me, and then slowly compared my mouth to me.
He said a word to me. (End of this chapter)