Chapter 487 Mocking Words
Although she was muttering in her heart why there were so many things in this broken place, Franka was actually not surprised at all.
This is Trill of the Fourth Age, even if he is not in the land of the godfall, there will be no shortage of anomalies!
Lumian and the others poked their heads out of their hiding places from different angles, looking at the place where the jingle bell sound came from.
It was not too far from the current street, but the fog over there was noticeably thicker, and the buildings were looming, as if they were just a corner of history.
In the depths of this fog, something like a steam train passed quietly, with fewer knots, only two sections, no chimney, and a strangely shaped bracket protruding from the top, connecting something in mid-air.
Jingling Bell, the train drove into a place with thicker fog and disappeared.
Although Franka and the others didn't see it very clearly, they were all inexplicably frightened, as if they were standing on the edge of a cliff, or stepping on a sharp blade with the tip piercing into their own skin.
Before they could think about what the change in fog and the appearance of strange things meant and what they would bring, they felt that the surroundings had darkened a lot, dusk had receded, and night was approaching.
A thick mist spread over and enveloped the area.
Although Lumian instinctively felt that there was a big problem and wanted to avoid it, as far as his eyes could see, it was all stained with a dark black anomaly mist, which could not be "teleported" to an unaffected place at all, and outside of the fog, the wilderness they had just come from was already difficult to sense.
The mist was cold and soaked into the skin, and both Franka and Jenna shuddered involuntarily.
Almost at the same time, candles and oil lamps lit up all over this narrow street, and laughter, crying, and talking suddenly sounded.
Here it turns from stillness and comes to life.
Trier of the Fourth Age came to life, with noise and noise, and full of noisy life movements.
Anthony subconsciously observed the situation in different houses and narrow streets, and saw an asymmetrical dark building with candlesticks hanging from above, illuminating the figures standing at the window.
The figure was wearing a black soft hat with half a sunken side and half a bulge, a dark clothing with buttons haphazardly buttoned, and a smooth wound that cut his body diagonally from his shoulders to his waist.
This seems to be caused by a sharp greatsword.
At this time, the man's obliquely split body did not fit together well, like a child's stacked blocks.
He nibbled on the pie with the meat, and the chewed food kept falling from the wound to the ground, and he didn't realize it.
In other houses that can still be inhabited, more figures are presented.
Some of them are like candles that have been melted and re-solidified, the flesh and blood are viscous, indistinguishable from each other, some have pale skin, greasy white feathers grow in their pores, and yellowing pus flows out, some have small cavities, black insects fly in and out, some only have white skeletons, only a human skin mask of mismatched size is attached to their faces, and some have degenerated into black shadows, as if they have been burned......
On the narrow street, a half-man-tall yellow, blue, and red tricolor sphere rolled forward, with a clown wearing exaggerated clothes standing upside down on it.
The clown's ears were different from humans, like canine creatures, and they were a little more pointed, and his face painted with red butter had dark gray hairs in patches.
These are all the citizens of Quaternary Trier who have long died? Lumian's eyelids jumped.
He and Franka and the others also noticed that what these figures had in common was that there was a lot of blood on their faces and their expressions were quite cold.
"It's very similar, very much like those 'people in the mirror'......" Franka muttered to herself, and then said in horror, "The change in gray mist just now won't take us to the Fourth Age Trill in the mirror, right? In reality, the citizens of Quaternary Trier are dead, but are they still alive in the mirror?"
Before she finished speaking, Lumian and Anthony's eyes had already swept past her and Jenna.
"Is it the problem with those two things again?" Franka's scalp was numb, "They caused us to be swallowed by the Quaternary Trill in the mirror after the gray mist changed?"
"That's not the case, I think it's a universal mutation, those who entered here, except for a very small number of special people, came to the ruins in the mirror after being shrouded in the expanding gray mist." Lumian looked at the "vibrant" narrow street and thought, "The biggest possibility is that those two statues stimulated the Fourth Age Trier, causing changes such as the expansion of gray mist."
Jian Na was silent for a while, then frowned and said:
"But we've been in for a while, why is there a change now? We didn't do anything just now......"
"Yes!" Franka suddenly realized, "It must be that group of 'hostel' guests walked around after coming in, trying randomly, and touching something!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a hoarse, fearful cry came not far away:
"Help!
"Help me!"
Lumian and the others followed the reputation and saw a man wearing a black formal suit with neatly combed hair, like a secretary of a certain big man, running into this narrow street.
His face was full of abscesses, mucus was constantly dripping down, and he turned his head 180 degrees from time to time, looking behind him with horror, as if an invisible terrifying thing was chasing him.
"Help me!"
In the shout, the man's body suddenly froze, and then retreated uncontrollably, faster and faster, until it flew up.
"Ah!"
In the fierce scream, he fell into the thick gray fog and fell between the shadowy buildings.
In the next second, the voice stopped abruptly, and there was silence in that direction.
Lumian and the others' heartbeats became faster, and they all had a strong premonition of danger.
Although the man in the black formal suit was not a normal person, suspected of being the benefactor of the evil god of the "End of All Things" or the "Disease Cult", and had been polluted by this place, suffered a certain impact, and his head could turn to his back, but his experience still intuitively made Lumian, Anthony and others feel the horror hidden in the depths of the gray mist.
They seemed to be able to see that they and others were also "dragged" into the depths of the gray fog and disappeared.
But at this moment, they didn't know what to do or how to dodge, there was a thick blackened gray mist everywhere in the suspected mirror ruins, and there were unknown dangers hiding in the dark everywhere, quietly approaching.
At this moment, Lumian's magnificent cascading voice sounded in Lumian's ears:
"Keep running forward, run to that pillar.
"You can't stop, you can't turn back, you can't teleport, and you can't pull your companions."
This...... Isn't that the direction where the monster was "devoured" just now? If we take the initiative to go over, isn't it equivalent to delivering food to our door? Lumian didn't know whether to believe that Thermipolos sensed real danger and planned to do something to save himself, or to suspect that he wanted to take the opportunity to plot something.
"You can not believe it." Thermibolos added in a majestic voice.
Lumian was suspicious, and his eyes still fell on the place where the figure of the evil god giver was "devoured".
In the depths of the gray mist, among the various looming, collapsing or towering buildings, there were vaguely black pillars that protruded into the sky.
Suddenly, Lumian remembered something:
The "Crismona Night Pillar" at the entrance to the fourth floor of the catacombs.
And Chrismona is a high-ranking witch who fell in the "War of the Four Emperors" and fell in the Fourth Age Trier!
He is also the Son of God, the true child of the "original witch"...... This is suspected to be the Quaternary Trier in the mirror...... Lumian looked around, saw that the situation in other places was similar, gritted his teeth and said:
"Let's move forward! Go to that black pillar!"
The sense of danger is getting stronger and stronger, and the increasingly approaching status quo makes him have no choice but to take a gamble.
Forward? Whether it is Franka, Jana, or Anthony, they are all full of doubts about Lumian's choice.
Everyone has seen the situation of the dressed man just now!
Lumian straightened up and said in a deep voice:
"Janna carries the loot, you can't stop, you can't turn back, you can't pull your companions!"
After saying that, he had already jumped out of the hiding place.
Seeing that the taboo was so specific, Franka looked at Lumian and chose to believe it.
Janna clenched the lucky gold coin in her hand, lifted the cloak containing the loot, and followed, Anthony's great revenge was avenged, and there was no regret or obsession, and Lumian had shown his correctness several times before, so he did not question it and ran after it.
Pedaling and pedaling, the four of them ran into the narrow street, passing by the clown who was standing upside down on the ball and moving slowly, and ran into the depths of the gray fog and ran towards the giant black pillar.
…………
In a corner of Quaternary Trier, in front of a house made of black iron and painted with red patterns.
A wilderness overgrown with weeds was compressed to the size of an ordinary square.
In the wilderness, the "Lady Moon" sitting in a dark red convertible carriage, wearing a loose white robe and a light-colored veil, asked Mrs. Pualis standing beside her:
"What's wrong with you?"
Mrs. Puaris, dressed in black, covered her head with her right hand and said:
"I heard my child's cry again......"
"Ms. Yue" nodded lightly and said:
"It's inevitable, you take a break here and wait until your condition recovers before catching up."
"Are you okay with being alone?" Mrs. Puaris's facial muscles twitched and twisted from time to time.
"Ms. Yue" said with a smile:
"My child left me a gift, you don't have to worry."
She didn't even think that "Madame Ye" could help in this matter, and the reason why this one was able to come in was because she had to stay in the Sacred Heart Monastery to attract attention and could not live in the "hostel".
"Okay." Mrs. Pualis said with regret.
When the "Lady Moon" carriage and the wilderness left, the expression of this "Night Lady" quickly returned to normal.
After the carriage of "Ms. Moon" dragged by two devil-like creatures moved forward for a while, the gray mist thickened and expanded.
Her eyes froze, and there was a blood-stained umbilical cord in her hand.
This umbilical cord emitted a brilliant golden sunlight that kept all erosion and influence out.
In this way, "Lady Moon" successfully reached the edge of the Divine Fall, where the gray mist was as thick as a wall.
She tried to get closer, but was blocked, like an ordinary person who couldn't get through a wall.
"Ms. Moon" felt a strong call, but could not go further.
She whispered in astonishment and confusion:
"How could it be ......?"
While talking to herself, "Ms. Moon" swept her gaze around.
Huo Ran, her gaze froze.
On the surface of a nearby half-collapsed palace-like building, the flamboyant red froze on the wall, outlining a sentence in a bloody state:
"Didn't anyone tell you that there is still a seal here?"
ps: Recommend a book, "Starting from Searching for Mountains and Subduing Demons", which localizes the sequence setting in the East based on the fate rank, [Sheep Leader]→ [Feng Shui Earth Master]→ [Shu Dragon/River Lord], with Shu as the background
(End of this chapter)