The bottom of the elevator shaft is not a well-shaped sealed space—in fact, as the height of the shaft decreases, the surrounding shaft walls gradually show a tendency to expand in all directions, and the boulders, steel and pipes that make up the shaft walls are gradually integrated into the downtown area. In the building complex, this is a transitional structure that has gradually evolved over thousands of years. It gave Hao Ren the feeling that as the height dropped, he came to a block without knowing it.
Downtown area.
In the deepest part of Twilight City, the foundation of Doomsday Refuge, Hao Ren's first impression of this place is that it is dark, and the second is that it is old and messy.
It still retains many features of two thousand years ago. Huge stone buildings and cast iron pillars inlaid with runes can be seen everywhere. Human beings two thousand years ago were not capable of building such a magnificent megalithic city, so several primitive cities in Midgard The city-states were all built with the help of the Nordic gods (it will be seen in various miracles and legends in later generations), and it is precisely because of this that these ancient buildings can bear the heavy responsibility of the cornerstone of the Twilight City.
The vicissitudes of old buildings are lined up next to each other, and the lower city is like a huge and complicated maze without any structure. Here, if you cast your sight in any direction, all you can see is layers upon layers buildings and platform structures of different ages. The whole city weighs so heavily on your head that the biggest feeling you get when walking among these buildings is depression—and the second is the fear of the whole city suddenly collapsing.
Hao Ren looked up, and he saw that the Twilight City was like a bloated lair. The criss-crossed urban structure was entangled above his head, extending into the endless darkness, and nothing could be seen between the urban structures. Random lights, but these lights can't dispel even the slightest sense of darkness and oppression. He widened his eyes and tried hard to distinguish, and finally saw a line of white at the end of the dark abyss. He guessed that it might be a little "skylight" coming from the upper city, but soon he found that he was wrong: it was just a cloud , because the city was stacked so high that thick clouds were formed between the buildings.
If you are a native of the Twilight City, you will know that it is the condensation pipe area of the large boiler, where another "nation" degraded in a harsh environment lives. They are called "Barnir", The platform where they live has been raining for many years, and the rainwater that falls from the cloud layer of the condensation tube contains some kind of slightly toxic substance, so that the skin of the residents on the platform will emit a slight fluorescence.
"This place is even worse than expected..." Looking at the situation in front of her, Vivienne couldn't help muttering.
"This is a city from two thousand years ago," Wendell shook his head. "The further you go down, the older and older it becomes, but thanks to the power of the Old Sage, these things are still solid and durable even though they are old, at least so far... the city It will not collapse under the weight."
Hao Ren carefully observed the surrounding situation. He originally thought that he would encounter a certain degree of city defense forces here, but he found that there was only silence around: the battle that took place on the upper platform seemed to be another world to this place. things. He thought it was a little abnormal.
No matter how dilapidated and old the lower city is, it is also the residence of the Old Sages. No matter how loud Lily and the others are making noise above, all the city guards will not be attracted to it—at least some soldiers should be left here.
Wendell obviously felt that something was wrong, and he looked at the dark stone houses around him vigilantly: "There should be a Twilight Squad stationed here all year round, and they will never leave the post anyway."
In the depths of the dark and chaotic city streets, several figures swayed a few times. Hao Ren saw that they were a few civilians in ragged clothes. They were hurrying on their way, and two of them glanced this way. , but the numb expression did not change at all, and they left quickly.
The entire downtown area is "peaceful" and gives people goosebumps.
In order to find out what happened, Hao Ren and Vivian, led by Wendell, carefully moved towards the outpost of the Twilight Guard here. The station was an independent square building 100 meters away from the elevator. High, unobstructed and unobstructed. Normally, there would always be two soldiers standing guard in front of this building, and the searchlights on the top of the building would stay on constantly, shooting around the elevator entrance and exit—but now the outpost was completely shrouded in silence, no soldiers moved around, and even the searchlights were off. is off.
"There are signs of life inside," Vivian sniffled, "the smell of living blood, people are alive, but they seem to be under control."
The situation became more and more strange. Hao Ren raised his vigilance and took the lead, but nothing happened until he reached the gate of the outpost. Vivian followed behind him, surrounded by a bloody black cloud, and the bats were hiding in the cloud, ready to attack at any time.
"boom-"
Hao Ren kicked open the gate of the outpost, and walked in with a spear in hand: "Don't move!"
There were a few chairs in the outpost, and six soldiers in uniforms of the Twilight Guard sat stiffly on the chairs. They tried to move their eyes, looking at the bright plasma in Hao Ren's hand with horror and pleading eyes. They have spears, but they can't even move a finger in their whole body: they seem to be controlled by some kind of spell.
And a mysterious person wearing a flaxen robe stood across the table. This was a young woman with pale skin and a thin figure. She wore a strange headdress on her head, which looked like a braided thorn. The woman bowed slightly to Hao Ren: "Hello, strange traveler—may I move?"
Hao Ren was taken aback: "Who are you?"
"I am a servant of the Old Sage," the young woman said in a soft voice, completely unable to tell that she was a strong man who could control six soldiers with one hand. She smiled slightly and looked at Wendell, "This old gentleman may know us."
"Are you a caretaker?" Wendell exclaimed, "How could a caretaker leave the sanctuary?!"
"There is only one reason to change the caretaker's oath, and that is the order of the Old One," the young woman called "The Caretaker" continued softly, "In the world above, you should be the only one who can hear the voice of the Old One Man—so you can probably guess why I'm here."
Wendleton suddenly thought of the great voice that suddenly entered his mind when he was in the upper town.
"Are you here to pick us up?" Wendell said with excitement on his face, "How is the Old Sage doing?"
"There are many things that cannot be discussed in detail here," the young woman bowed slightly, turned and walked towards the door, "Please follow me, strange travelers."
This mysterious young woman led the crowd out of the square, and quickly turned into a secret path. As she followed her through the complicated and cramped buildings, Hao Ren asked Wendell curiously: "What the hell is this?" people?"
He saw that Wendell recognized the other party's identity, so he judged that this woman should be a reliable guide for light seekers, but he still didn't know much about the organizational structure of Twilight City.
Wendell glanced at the woman leading the way ahead, and nodded slightly: "This is a member of the caretakers. They are the ones who are responsible for taking care of the Old Sages. They are the only ones who can often contact the Old Sages in the entire Twilight City. We need to meet them The words of the Old Ones must also pass through these people—it’s just that I didn’t expect the guardians to take the initiative to pick us up, and they never leave for the throne room.”
Vivian came to the woman: "What's your name?"
"Anjelica." The young woman said her name.
"Angelica... you seem to have a little bit of Warner blood," Vivienne looked at the other person curiously, "it seems... isn't the situation of your Old Sage not very good?"
"... You'll know when you get there," Angelica lowered her eyelids and didn't answer the question directly. "I don't know your origins, and I don't know why you want to see the Old Sage. I just obeyed."
Hao Ren still has a question that he can't figure out: "Hey, since the ancient sage wants to see us, why do the city guards stop it? It would be great if you ordered the guards above to let us go - we still have a group of people. Fighting with them over there."
Angelica's footsteps paused slightly: "Seeing the situation of the outpost just now, do you think we can command the Twilight Guard?"
Hao Ren suddenly woke up.
"Many people used to be able to hear the voice of the Old Sage, but now, even the caretakers only have this talent, and since five hundred years ago, the Old Sage has hardly spoken a word, "Anjelica's voice was very soft, and she could hardly hear any emotion, "In this case, the Iron Throne has become a symbol—supreme, but unable to issue orders." (To be continued~^~)