Chapter 488 "Night Pillar" (Thanks to the Silver Alliance for the tea-style chawanmushi)
The gray mist at the core became thick, expanding towards every corner of Quaternary Trier.
Gardner wearing silver-white full-body armor. Martin was not surprised but delighted by this, since he was able to hear the great voice in the building at 13 Market Avenue, he often had such a picture in his dreams, which gave him a good feeling of returning to his hometown, and the door of his house was open for him.
Gardner. Martin ran up, towards the core area of Quaternary Trier, towards the land of the godfall.
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Narrow enough for the "citizens" in the houses on both sides to almost stand on the street where they could shake hands from the window, Lumian and the others rushed forward in front of them.
After only running a dozen steps, Lumian felt something invisible stretched out from the dark gray mist, like countless arms of some terrifying being, gently and slowly, from top to bottom, stroking every living being in this area to determine who was his prey.
Lumian's scalp was numb, and even if there were clothes blocking it, goosebumps were difficult to contain.
He instinctively wanted to fight against these intangible things, but immediately remembered the words of Thermiboulus:
"You can't stop, you can't turn back, you can't teleport, you can't pull your companions!"
Although this did not include situations such as not being able to fight, defend, or attack, Lumian felt that it was better to wait a little longer and take a look.
He resisted the urge to set a fire and burn those invisible things, and continued to move forward.
Jane on his side, Franka and Anthony behind him, have been staring at him, what he doesn't do, he doesn't do it himself and others, what he does, he quickly follows.
At this time, seeing that Lumian did not fight the invisible objects in the dim gray fog and did not take any measures, they could only bite the bullet and run forward with a strong sense of danger.
During this process, Franka felt that this kind of intangible thing tasted a little familiar.
Thinking of the Quaternary Trill in the suspected mirror here, which is closely related to the "witch" path, she quickly had an answer:
This is very similar to the "spider silk" of "The Witch of Joy"!
Could it be the legacy of some high-ranking witch? Franka imagined a picture in her mind:
A large, half-human dark spider quietly nested in the depths of the gray mist, extending out a large number of spider silks that seemed to have their own life, trying to find and capture their prey.
After running wildly for more than ten steps, Lumian was pleasantly surprised to find that the invisible things slowly retreated, no longer actively touching himself, but occasionally rubbing and rubbing them because they were densely scattered around.
This seems to be due to the change he brings about by actively approaching the source of the intangible.
Those invisible things only grab those who want to escape!
After rushing out of the narrow streets and delving into the thick gray mist, Lumian suddenly felt his hair stand on end, and his spine ran cold.
His intuition told him that there was a great danger ahead, enough to destroy himself and others, and once he got close, the consequences were unimaginable.
Franka and the others unconsciously slowed down, the real horror was like a pistol against their forehead, which could fire a bullet at any time.
Lumian gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.
Since you choose to believe in Thermiporos' suggestion, then persist until there is a counterexample, otherwise it would be better to try something else from the beginning!
He didn't stop, and Jianna, Anthony and others didn't dare to stop, just like a fool who knew that there was a cliff ahead, knew that he was small, knew that he would be shattered, and took the initiative to stand up and run over.
At this moment, out of the corner of Lumian's eye, she saw black flames burning on Jana's body, which made her face look painful and her eyes were frightened.
With a click, Jian Na shattered like a mirror, and her figure was outlined again, but it was still accompanied by black flames, and even an extra layer of frost.
She looked at Lumian with a pleading expression.
Lumian instinctively raised his left hand and tried to help Jane, but after a brief hesitation, he withdrew his palm and recast his gaze forward.
Can't pull a companion!
Jane Na's gaze suddenly became desperate, with a bit of surprise and resentment.
She coughed, and she stopped.
She was suddenly entangled in invisible objects layer by layer, dragging her to the depths of the gray mist in front of her.
Franka's expression changed, and she wanted to help, but Lumian's advice suddenly flashed through her mind.
She hesitated.
At this time, Jian Na's expression was filled with resentment, smudge of blood oozed from the pores of her face, and a terrible scream came out of her mouth as if she was cursing everyone.
Seeing this scene, Lumian and the others felt relieved.
Such Jane is obviously more like a "man in the mirror"!
In the midst of the shrill screams, Jian Na disappeared into the depths of the gray mist, and her voice stopped abruptly.
Almost at the same time, out of the corner of Lumian's eye, out of the corner of his eye, another Jianna appeared beside him, running at high speed, with an expression that implied anxiety and nervousness.
Sure enough! Lumian probably understood why Thermipolos said he couldn't pull his companions.
Here, companions can be exchanged with him in the mirror at any time, helping the "man in the mirror" harms the real companion, and causes himself to completely integrate into this place and become the "food" of the existence of the source of invisible things.
Boom! Can't you make it clear? These reasons are not particularly complicated, and we have to experience them ourselves and overcome them! While Lumian secretly scolded Thermibolos, he ran more and more determined.
In the period of time that followed, they encountered similar problems several times, but with experience, they neither stopped fighting nor turned away and ran away, and even resisted the urge to help their companions.
Lumian and the others, who had no time to watch their surroundings, used the giant black pillar as a benchmark and ran hard in a straight line, only occasionally bypassing some obstacles.
Finally, the black pillar was not far ahead.
At the same time, Lumian, Anthony and others were surprised to find that the danger that originally existed in front of them was about to collide head-on, and magically disappeared.
No, it's not gone, it's now located behind Lumian and the others, in the distance!
running towards danger, but staying away from it? Like the light black stone brick area in the wilderness, the direction here is also wrong and chaotic? Lumian was surprised, did not look back, did not stop to rejoice, and insisted on running towards the black giant pillar.
If it weren't for his demonstration, Franka and Jana might have looked back, and at this time they were quite happy and frightened to continue moving forward.
After running for dozens of meters, the four of them arrived at the square where the black pillars were erected.
There are light black stone bricks here, and many gray-white stone pillars have collapsed, leaving only a few remnants.
And these "surviving" gray-white stone pillars are as small as ants compared to the black giant pillars.
The giant black pillar was even larger than the "Pillar of Crismona" that Lumian saw in the third floor of the catacombs, extending into the sky that seemed to be burning with invisible flames, and the top was nowhere to be found.
The situation here reminded Lumian of the light black stone brick area in the wilderness outside and the large number of gray-white stone pillars in the area, but there was nothing like the black giant pillar there.
The "night pillar" there fell and was destroyed, so the old bones crawled out, and there was pollution in the building at 13 Market Avenue? After that, it was repaired by building catacombs and moving countless corpses? Lumian made certain guesses based on this.
Franka and Jana's eyes fell to the square ahead, and saw that part of the area around the black pillar had collapsed into the ground, and there seemed to be blazing white magma flowing below, and there were looming black tentacle-like things lurking.
They did not bring any warning of danger, but Lumian and others believed that this could be more dangerous than previously sensed presence.
Next to the black giant pillar was a snowman one meter seven or eight meters high, with several cracks on the surface of its white frost face forming eyes, nose and mouth, and no ears.
When Lumian's eyes swept over the snowman at will, Huo Ran froze there.
He saw a black smudge on the snowman's right eye, as if he was wearing a monocle.
Amon? Lumian was startled and was about to flee from here in a fit of rage.
At this time, Thermibolos' magnificent cascading voice sounded in his ears:
"Dead."
Dead...... Lumian breathed a sigh of relief.
It's normal to think about it, Amon is a great nobleman of the Fourth Age Tudor Empire, and it's not news that more than dozens or hundreds of clones died in the original divine battle, and it is reasonable that some of them were not recovered due to the situation here.
For some reason, Lumian heard a little joy from Thermiboulos' brief words just now.
Anthony, who was also observing the snowman, suddenly felt a little hot on his forehead, his breathing became hot, and his spiritual body was rapidly weakening.
"I have a disease." He calmly reminded his companion.
Illness...... Lumian glanced at the black pillar again.
Is that really the main body of "Crismona Nightpillar"?
Here, the statue of the "Primordial Witch" cannot suppress the erosion of disease?
Franka's heart moved, and she said to Jenna:
"Take out the statue."
As she spoke, she herself reached into her pocket and took out the statue of the "Primordial Witch" carved from white bones.
When Janna took out the black one, Franka beckoned Anthony over, observed his face and said:
"How do you feel now?"
"It seems to be getting better, yes, it's getting better." Anthony took a serious look at his physical condition.
Franka smiled:
"I just said why Jane and I are okay, and you are sick.
"It seems that you have to be within a certain distance of the statue."
As soon as she finished speaking, behind the black pillar, blazing white fire crows flew out and ran towards them.
A figure immediately turned out from there, as if it was Gardner. Martin, wearing a black formal suit, a yellow vest, and a different size from the usual Gardner. Martin.
He looked at the black statue in Jana's hand and the bone statue Franka was holding, showing a long-awaited look.
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(End of this chapter)