Xue Lin and I exclaimed the name at the same time—Darron County
Obviously, our Eldest Miss Lin is also a lover, otherwise she wouldn't know the word Darrow County.
But other people have never heard of this small town in the Eastern Plaguelands, and they all cast doubtful eyes on us.
So I told Qianqian the story of Darrow County as briefly as possible. The little girl in the town who has turned into a ghost but doesn't know that she is dead, and is still waiting for her hero father to come home-Pamela.
This story is undoubtedly quite touching. I believe that as long as you have the emotions of a part of normal human beings, you cannot help being moved by this story.
Although my description was very simple, Qianqian and the others were quickly moved by the girl in the story, showing sympathy.
"This... should be a coincidence..." Looking at the broken wooden sign in her hand, Lin Xue muttered to herself, "Anyway, how could a fabricated world really exist..."
Although she said so, I can still be sure that she has begun to wonder if she has really arrived in the Eastern Plaguelands.
In fact, I also had such doubts, and then Sandora confirmed our conjecture.
"Such a thing is entirely possible," Sandora said. "It is entirely possible for the fantasy world in the novels and movies you come into contact with on a daily basis to exist. This involves a very complicated theory of world interference."
Having said that, Sandora glanced at me nonchalantly, and then continued: "Then let me explain as simply as possible what world interference is!"
... Why do I have a very subtle feeling of discomfort? Has even my precious Sandora started to despise my ability to understand
Sandora paused for a while, seeming to be thinking hard about how to explain it so that I can understand the next advanced theory, and then said: "First of all, it is about the basic concept of the plane and the world. The world refers to the fact that conventional means can be observed and perceived. A certain area of time and space, such as this universe and the sea of ether in the outer layer of the universe that has not yet been confirmed by human scientists, they are combined to form a world, and the plane is a concept that is wider than the world. It includes one or There are several worlds, the complete set of basic laws required for the operation of these worlds, the standard model for the birth of new worlds, and many other things. Those things cannot be resolved simply by relying on the science of a certain world in the plane, because they contain a lot of things. Part of the information is beyond the concept of the world, and outside the plane, behind the barrier of that plane is the endless void I mentioned, where only the gods can freely travel, and the gods also exist alone in the void and can be controlled I can't even imagine what it looks like in the final world where the entire void revolves.
Now when it comes to the issue of world interference, as I have already said, the plane is like a soap bubble floating in the void, which may contain multiple worlds with different shapes but unified basic laws. Isolated, unless the intelligent life living in it is an almost god-level super species like Xiling Apostle, it is basically impossible to perceive the existence of other worlds outside of its own world, but despite this, within a plane There will still be some connections between worlds, and such connections are world interference.
Its form of expression is that the information of one of the worlds is projected to another world through the refraction and deformation of the ether, and then reproduced in a certain form, such as the fantasy world in your novels. On the surface, it seems that the visionaries have a flash of inspiration products, but in fact, they are very likely to be the result of the projection of information from another world on the current world. Through the operation of the law of causality, they just happen to be materialized in the form of novels.
Azeroth, perhaps, is such a real world. Through the interference of the world, the story of Darrowshire appeared in your world... "
So this is ah…
Several girls began to nod their heads to express their understanding.
Of course, Little Bubbles still just saw the adults nodding and followed suit.
I started to activate all my brain cells.
Well, I bowed my head and pondered... closed my eyes and thought hard... broke my fingers... sweated profusely... my head was bruised... rolling all over the floor... I finally figured it out!
Sandora pulled her blond hair vigorously, and then suddenly threw her head into my arms like a crazy cat and said frantically, "Oh my God, why am I in love with you!"
Qianqian immediately grabbed my arm and dragged it out of Sandora's attack range, and said with an eager expression on her face, "You can return it!"
Sandora let out a "huh" breath, then hugged my other arm, shook her head and pretended to have a headache, and said, "It says, the goods are sold and will not be returned..."
... When did the two of you get along so well? In addition, you guys are still going to finish, two dead girls!
I suddenly withdrew my hand and tapped each of them twice on their heads with a "dong dong", and then began to laugh smugly.
You see, our comprehension is not good enough, but family law is in my hands!
"Okay!" Lin Xue finally couldn't hold back and said, "Find a place to flirt, this is the Eastern Plague!"
"You can't say that," Sandora said with a showy face that she was very knowledgeable, "We are still on the earth, this is just a limit case of world interference, the world of Azeroth not only projects its own information on this world On the ground, because of the time-space aberration, a corner of Darrow County was projected on the earth, so this place is still on the earth, and this house is just a small projection of the world of Azeroth here. .”
"No matter where this place is," Lin Xue was shocked by Sandora's sophisticated theory, and changed the subject awkwardly, "Let's go in first!"
Without Lin Xue's instructions, we have already started to walk forward, and Alaya opened the way in front of me under my signal.
Even if it is just a projection, this place can still be regarded as the Eastern Plagueland where the undead ravages. The countless plague energy and death breath floating in the surrounding air are not for decoration. This becomes more obvious as we step into the fence.
The gray mist full of resentful spirits seems to have sensed the arrival of the living, and suddenly became restless. The air flow visible to the naked eye rises from the ground, forming faint shadows one by one, and slowly approaching us. These should be It's just a little remnant of the souls of the past in Darrow County. They can't be called souls, they should be just some incomplete fragments of consciousness or something like that. No.
Due to the energy attribute, Alaya instinctively felt disgusted with these malicious necromancer energy, she snorted displeasedly, the wings behind her back suddenly opened, and the soft halo around her immediately turned into something real As soon as the undead energy that was about to move around touched the holy light, it immediately evaporated into a wisp of green smoke.
Compared with Alaya's true angel-level holy light, these energy residues without even basic consciousness, which are only produced by the resentment of the dead, are not even cannon fodder.
We walked through the withered garden, which was full of lifelessness, and we came to the main entrance of the bungalow.
This once luxurious double door is now dilapidated, with only dark mottled traces left of the original bright paint on it, scratches all over the door, and two circular logos that may be family symbols hung symmetrically. On the two doors of the gate, one of them was cut in half by a hand ax stuck in the door, and half fell to the ground, while the other one was still intact, but its original color had been covered by dark red blood.
I pushed the door hard, and there was obviously something behind the cracked door. Although the door panel shook twice, I couldn't push it open.
I can imagine the scene when the owner of the house desperately blocked the gate with all possible things around him, and then listened in horror to the sound of the undead roaring and slashing with weapons. What a desperate situation it must be under the circumstances of all the undead!
What's more, among those corpses attacking the gate with rusted weapons or even sharp nails, there may be one or two friends who were chatting with him in the tavern not long ago!
The door couldn't be pushed open. Obviously, the owner of the house temporarily blocked the low-level zombies or skeletons by blocking the door, but in the end he was killed by the undead who invaded the house from other places.
For us, such a dilapidated wooden door is not an obstacle at all. I concentrated my mental strength, and then pressed my hands in front of the door.
The surrounding air distorted irregularly, and then the door silently shattered into pieces—this made Sandora glance at me approvingly, and then bared her teeth and said to me: "Another new function?"
"I'm not very proficient..." I rubbed my head and smiled. This space shock is a trick I usually consulted with sister Asida when I was free. It uses my special attribute of mental power to resonate with all objects. High-speed oscillations in a certain space to attack, if it is used by Gemini, it will not be a problem to smash a small hill into sand in an instant, but it is still in this groping stage for me - but I believe that if I Being able to fully exert one's spiritual power, the power of this move will not be weaker than that of Gemini and the others.
After the dust raised at the door finally settled, we stepped into this abandoned house full of weirdness everywhere.