Chapter 1099 The Dark Palace and the Mirror Cave

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Between the layers of winding stairs, behind the ancient doors, countless solemn and beautiful floors are stacked in the depths of the silent tower, and the dark palace stands on the ground like layers of thick books. Each floor seems to be a microcosm of the memory of the ancient, distant, and hidden kingdom of Violet, and the further you go to the deepest part of these floors, the deeper the sense of ancient mystery will be—until you pass the bottom layer and enter the dark royal court The underground structure of this tower will continue to extend to the depths. In those underground floors, all the items that can represent the "modern" atmosphere have finally disappeared completely, only the grotesque magic from an unknown era Creation is at work in its depths, overseeing something too old, even too old to be mentioned.

Going down layer by layer, there is a dignified atmosphere in a hall that is already located underground. It is said to be a hall, but in fact this space is already similar to a huge karst cave, with primitive stone domes and rock walls wrapping the underground At the same time, there are many quaint and huge pillars with obvious man-made traces supporting some fragile structures of the cave. Between the rock layers of the dome, you can also see the artificial roof made of stone slabs, which seem to be fused with the stone. Generally, they are deeply "embedded" in the top of the cave, and it can only be vaguely seen that they should be a higher floor, or some kind of "foundation" part of the structure.

The stalagmites hang down from the dome, the water vapor condenses between the rocks, and the cold water drops fall, dripping in this underground cave—it falls on a layer of mirror surface, causing layers of ripples on the solid mirror surface.

Nearly half of the "ground" of the entire underground cave is in a mirror-like state. It is a dark and pure plane, abruptly "embedded" between the stones on the surface, extremely smooth and flat, but at this moment It is not calm—as if some kind of hidden power is surging deep in this dark mirror, on that ink-like plane, you can occasionally see some ripples appear, or some places suddenly bulge, or Light from unknown sources swept across the mirror, and in the reflection of light and shadow, some slightly pale faces were reflected on the edge of the mirror.

The owner of one of the faces stepped back slightly. He was wrapped in a pitch-black robe, and the tip of the long-handled wooden staff in his hand exuded an extremely dim glow of magic power—theoretically, this faint light could not even illuminate his side The range of two meters, but in this weird cave, such a faint light seems to be enough to reflect all the details, so that there are no corners in the entire space that cannot be recognized by the naked eye.

And around this black-robed mage, there are many guards who are dressed like him, and the top of each staff also maintains the same dim light. Under the light of these faint lights, the mages are slightly pale. Faces looked at each other until someone finally broke the silence: "This time the duration has exceeded all records...Counting the one just now, it is already the sixth ups and downs."

"There are more shadows crossing the border than before," another black-robed mage whispered, "and it seems more difficult to communicate than ever..."

"They are restless, as if their minds have awakened from a deep sleep. This is not a good sign." The black-robed mage who spoke first shook his head, then frowned, "Is anyone sending a message to the upper floors?"

"The guards have been sent to notify Prince Nash," a female mage said in a low voice, "he should be soon..."

"I've already arrived."

Before the voice of the female mage fell, the voice of Prince Nash Nart came out of nowhere, and accompanied by the voice, there was a vortex of smoke that suddenly rose from the cave—the figure of Prince Nash passed directly through the dark palace The layers of floors and the overlapping magic barriers "fall" directly into this karst cave space deep in the ground like a shadow falling into the abyss. His figure condenses and forms in mid-air, and then floats weightlessly Towards the edge of the "mirror" came a group of guards.

At the same time that Prince Nash landed, the "mirror surface" located in the center of the cave suddenly changed again, and a large number of ripples were generated from the mirror surface out of thin air. The plane that should have looked solid suddenly surged like some kind of viscous liquid , Accompanied by this strange and chilling surge, there were bursts of low, vague, sleepy whispers coming from behind the mirror, echoing in the entire space!

In the next second, certain things suddenly condensed in the undulating mirror surface like ooze, they floated up quickly, and continuously recombined with the invisible energy in the air, quickly forming hollow "human bodies" one after another. Clothed with something like rune cloth strips, the shapeless black smoke in its body was bound into roughly limbs by the cloth strips, these uninvited guests from the "other side" murmured, growled, and left the mirror in a daze, facing the distance Their nearest guards staggered - but the guards had already reacted, and at Prince Nash's order, a series of shadow burning rays were launched from the top of the mage's staff, penetrating those who came from The "Boundary Transgressors" of the Shadow Realm, their rune cloth belts detonated silently under the rays, and the black smoke inside them was also instantly neutralized and disintegrated. After just a few seconds, these shadows were decomposed into energy and energy again. The shadow sank into the depths of the mirror.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, and was completed under the almost instinctive muscle memory of the guards. It was not until all the transgressors were driven back that a group of black-robed mages finally took a breath. Some of them looked at each other, while others subconsciously looked at the Layer the black "mirror". Prince Nash's sight also fell on the dark mirror, his eyes moved slowly on its surface, monitoring every slight change in it.

At this moment, a silver light and phantom that flashed under the mirror suddenly came into his eyes—the thing was so blurred that it was completely unrecognizable, but it made people think of a cold "sight".

Nash Nart's expression changed instantly, and he took a half step back suddenly, while growling quickly: "Turn off the light source, and time yourself!"

In the next moment, all the light sources in the cave disappeared, not only the shimmering lights on the tops of the mages' staffs, but also the rune flashes on the ancient stone slabs on the top of the cave, and the glowing moss in some damp corners—the light of the mages. Obviously it was artificially extinguished, but the light in other places seemed to be swallowed by some invisible force, and the entire cave fell into absolute darkness.

In the darkness, everyone's heart was pounding, faintly, as if there was some kind of small friction sound coming from some corners, and then there seemed to be the sound of footsteps breaking the silence, as if someone The guard left his position and was groping his way through his companions. After a while, the cave finally became quiet again. It seemed that someone let out a long breath and said in a deep voice: "Yes. Alright, let's light up the staff again."

In the darkness, there was no response to any sound, nor any shimmering lights.

After a while, suddenly there were several short screams from the place where the guards were densest. Amidst the painful shouts, a guard who seemed to be struggling roared: "Quick, light up the staff!" , I was entangled by something! I was..."

Still only darkness and silence answered the cry.

Finally, these weird voices disappeared again, and the voice of Prince Nash Naert broke the silence: "The timer is over, light up your staffs."

There is still no response in the darkness, and no lights are lit up, only some subtle and long breathing sounds that seem to be blocked by a thick curtain and far away from this world sound around, these breathing sounds are mixed with a trace of tension, but there is nothing The human voice sounded flustered—about ten seconds later, a glimmer of light finally appeared in the cave.

The first mage guard lit up his staff, and then the rest of the guards also lifted the state of "dark silence". The staffs were lit up one by one, and the twilight in the cave was restored. Prince Nash's The figure resurfaced under the glimmering light, and he immediately looked in the direction of the guards, counting the number of people among the slightly pale faces.

"One person is missing." He suddenly said in a low tone.

The guards immediately began to confirm each other, and after a brief internal inventory, all eyes were focused on a certain vacancy in front of the crowd—there was an empty space, and it was obvious that there had been a person standing there, but the corresponding guard had disappeared.

The black-robed mages stared nervously at the empty space, and then, a tiny flash of light suddenly appeared in that empty space. The hazy outline of the figure, as if there is an invisible mage standing there, trying to light up the staff in his own "darkness", trying to re-reflect his figure in the real world Coming out——he tried again and again, but the flashes became weaker and weaker, and the silhouettes of the occasional illuminated figures became more and more blurred and thinner.

Some of the black-robed mages couldn't help muttering softly: "Come back...back to this world...come back quickly...don't give up, come back..."

That last flicker of light finally died, and never came on again.

Someone among the guards couldn't help cursing in a low voice, which was vaguely intelligible.

"He's gone," Prince Nash's eyes stayed on the place where the flash finally disappeared for a long time, and after a few seconds of silence, he said in a low voice, "May this respectable guard find peace on the other side of the darkness."

The guards lowered their heads and said in unison with solemnity and sadness: "May he find peace on the other side of the darkness..."

"Let's notify the family as soon as possible, and send the spare uniform and staff used by the guard... There must be something for burial," Prince Nash said softly, "His family will receive a generous pension, and everyone will be rewarded." will be taken care of."

The leader of the guard bowed and saluted: "Yes, my lord."

Nash Nart nodded, and turned his gaze back to the "mirror" in the center of the cave. This terrifying layer of pitch-black mirror has completely calmed down, as if all the visions that just happened were a dream of everyone——Nash The prince can even be sure that even if he steps directly on the mirror and walks on it at will, nothing will happen.

"The restlessness is over," the "Mage King" sighed softly, "but I'm afraid this barrier is no longer so strong."

"This change must be related to recent events," the leader of the guard couldn't help but said, "Gods have fallen or disappeared one after another, and Tarrond, which has been stagnant for millions of years, has suddenly broken free of its shackles. Changing state, all minds have lost the order and stability of the past, impetuous and turbulent thoughts set off ripples in the deep sea-this time the scale of the ripples is larger than ever before, and it will surely affect the entire deep sea... Naturally, it will also Inevitably disturbing the sleeper's dreams."

While speaking, the leader turned his head and looked at the huge black mirror with nervous and vigilant eyes.

"We should do something to maintain his sleeping state." Another mage guard couldn't help but said.

Prince Nash Nart quietly looked at the black-robed mage who spoke, and asked softly, "Why?"

"This..." The mage guard was stunned for a moment, and then replied in a daze, "We are guarding this dream..."

"We are just guarding this entrance to ensure that evolution happens naturally. As for whether this dream will continue, whether it will wake up early, and under what circumstances it will change... These are not things we can interfere with, but as far as it involves the entire The world, the changes of the entire era...then we should not interfere," Prince Nash said calmly, "All this is a natural historical process, and Violet is just a bystander of it."

Having said that, he shook his head lightly.

"Don't underestimate the power of this historical evolution, and don't be blinded by an overly high sense of mission. We are just a group of guards guarding the gate."

Nash Nart turned into a puff of smoke, and once again passed through layers of floors, through various protections of unknown depth, he returned to the room on the upper floor of the tower, bright lights appeared in the field of vision, Dispelling the entangled black shadows on the body of the Mage King—those shadows dissipated in the light like evaporation, making a subtle sizzling sound.

Nash came to a crimson high-backed chair and sat there thinking quietly. After such a peaceful time, a burst of light footsteps suddenly came from behind him.

On the wall not far behind him, an elliptical magic mirror with a gorgeous light gold frame and as tall as a person suddenly glowed on the surface, and an extremely beautiful woman in a white palace dress quietly appeared in the mirror , she looked at Prince Nash: "You are in a bad mood, did the guards suffer a loss?"

"An experienced guard got lost at the border," Nash said, shaking his head and sighing. "There's nothing left."

"Why did this happen?" The woman in the mirror looked surprised, "How could an experienced guard get lost at the border?"

"...The mirror temporarily lost control, and the border became blurred. The guard resisted all the temptations and deceptions, resisted the urge to light up the staff in the dark, but did not return to the light in time after the border was restored, As a result, it failed to return to our world smoothly."

The woman in the mirror fell silent, and sighed softly after two seconds: "What a pity."

"...May he find peace on the other side of darkness." Prince Nash said calmly.

"As we all know, there's nothing on the other side of the darkness—just an empty dream."

"That's the ultimate peace."