Chapter 435 The Source of Everything

Gordon and Pork Chop walked slowly along the edge of the giant pit.

Although he had not yet experienced the "sense of vision" that Pork Chop mentioned, it was inevitable that he would feel depressed in such a dark and silent huge space.

Gordon could not help but put his palm on the hilt of the sword of the tombstone behind him, and the hard touch made him feel at ease.

"Look, I see the stairs, meow, just in front of meow." Pork Chop's eyesight was better than Gordon's, and he huddled beside Gordon, "Are we really going down meow?"

"Yeah."

Gordon stroked Pork Chop's head, "Your perception is more sensitive, and the things below have a greater impact on you. Stop at any time when you can't stand it."

"Yes, yes. I'm okay meow!"

Gordon couldn't help but recall the year when he first met Pork Chop and took him to fight the Blue Speed ​​Dragon for the first time, Pork Chop also looked like this.

Although he was afraid, he always had to be strong.

"Come on my back."

".Meow?"

"You're not that heavy either. Watch out for me."

Pork Chop hesitated, but finally jumped on Gordon's back, grabbed Gordon's protective gear with his claws, and fixed himself.

Its legs were a little weak.

Gordon smiled and walked towards the stone steps that appeared on the edge of the giant pit.

This stone step was a little scary. It was about two meters wide, with no guardrails, no slings, and it was not fixed on the wall. Instead, it went straight down without any support.

The end of the stairs was swallowed by the darkness in the abyss, and it was impossible to see where it would lead to in the end.

"It should lead to the bottom of the pit." Gordon muttered to himself.

He stepped on the steps.

The moment Gordon stepped on the stone steps, his heart jumped violently.

He swallowed, "Pork Chop, I feel the sight you mentioned."

"Meow!"

Pork Chop buried his face behind Gordon and vented his fear with his voice, "It's getting more and more obvious, meow!"

Gordon took a few quick breaths.

That feeling was like being stared at by some kind of malicious monster.

But no monster would stare at you like this, without blinking, and the lock of sight often means the beginning of an attack.

And the "sight" from the bottom of the deep pit was just staring, staring without life.

Closing his eyes and calming down his emotions, Gordon said to Pork Chop: "Pork Chop, think about it this way, there is no such thing as sight, it's just a feeling.

Just like getting close to fire will make you hot, getting close to ice will make you cold, there is just some kind of substance at the bottom of the pit that makes us feel uncomfortable, there is nothing to be nervous about."

"Meow?" Pork Chop poked his head out a little and opened his eyes a little.

"Whether it's hot or cold, it's just a warning signal from the body. Treat this feeling as a signal and try to ignore it."

"I feel like I'm asking for death, meow." Pork Chop tried to ignore the "feeling of being watched" as Gordon said and calmed down.

It even had the energy to complain.

"Better?"

"Better, meow." Pork Chop jumped off Gordon, "Anyway, there's no point in retreating now, meow, this is an illusion, meow, this is an illusion."

"Let's go. After so many years of life and death, it's too embarrassing to be scared crazy by inexplicable fear without even seeing the appearance of the 'thing' at the bottom of the pit."

"That makes sense, meow. I'm not afraid anymore, meow!"

Pork Chop's whiskers were still shaking, and Gordon didn't expose it.

"Let's go!"

Gordon took a deep breath again, changed his previous cautious posture, and began to speed up his pace. While trotting down, he counted the number of steps.

He used this method to eliminate tension.

"Seventy-one, seventy-two, seventy-three"

"Eighty-nine, ninety meow!" Pork Chop, who was running on all fours, also followed Gordon in counting.

The pace of the two people became faster and faster, and in the end, it was like they were racing, rushing down one after another.

The sense of horror always enveloped them.

But at this time, the man and the cat were thinking about "How many fucking steps are there on this staircase?" and "How can I (I) lose to Pork Chop (Gordon) in running up the stairs?"

Unknowingly, they had reached the end of the stairs.

Gordon and Pork Chop jumped directly down the last few steps.

"Aha! I won!"

"It's a tie meow! It's just that your legs are longer, so you land a little faster meow!"

"What's wrong with having long legs? You still have four legs?"

"I don't accept it meow!" Pork Chop scratched the stone bricks on the ground frantically.

"Hehe, it's useless to refuse to accept it. How many floors did you count?"

"Meow meow meow!" Pig Chop vented for a while, and then said angrily: "Five hundred and fifty-four floors meow!"

"You counted wrong, it's five hundred and fifty-six floors."

"Gordon counted wrong meow!"

"Then on average, five hundred and fifty-five floors?"

"This number is too unlucky meow!"

"How about we go up and count again?"

"Are you sick meow?!"

"Ahem."

Gordon coughed twice, "There is something wrong. It should be that this equipment affects the spirit, and the mood has become excited again."

"I don't think it's because of the protective gear meow."

"Don't worry about that for now." Gordon raised the torch high, "More than five hundred floors, based on more than thirty centimeters per layer, this pit is almost two hundred meters deep. It seems that we have reached the bottom of the pit."

The man and the cat fell silent at the same time.

After a moment, Pig Chop said: "The sight is still there meow, in that direction, it doesn't feel far away meow, do we still have to go there meow?"

"Of course, we're all here. Now we're going back the way we came. Even if we can break through Lan Long's blockade and successfully evacuate, this feeling of unidentified gaze will become a lifelong nightmare."

"That's right, meow, we're all here, meow."

"Let's go, we're very close." Gordon pointed the torch in that direction, "Nothing jumped out, and there was no movement of struggling or breathing. It certainly didn't look like a living thing.

In this case, what we have to do is to stabilize our emotions and stay calm no matter what we see. "

"I'm fully mentally prepared, meow." Zhupa scratched his ears hard twice, "The worst-case scenario is that a sleeping ancient monster wants to fill the gaps in our teeth, meow."

"Don't scare yourself." Gordon took a step forward, and Pork Chop quickly followed.

With the light of the torch, the darkness in front of them was broken away bit by bit.

A huge dark stone tower appeared in front of them.

The hunter and the cat stopped.

Gordon was silent for a few seconds and then said: "Speaking of pork chop, do you think this stone tower is worth it?"

"It's very similar to the shape of the entire ruins, a flat-topped square pyramid." Pig Chop took out two newly modified incendiary bombs, lit them and threw them out.

The incendiary bomb did not explode, but burned into two fires. Together with the torch in Gordon's hand, it illuminated the dark stone tower in front of him.

"If my sense of direction is correct, this black stone tower corresponds to almost the center of the ruins." Gordon looked up at the stone tower, "It should be the core of the ruins."

"The source of that strange feeling is on the platform at the top of the tower. After climbing up, everything becomes clear."

"I actually have some expectations. Let's go, Pork Chop." Gordon took Pork Chop and stepped onto the stone steps on the side of the Black Stone Tower.

One step, two steps

As they continued upward, the frightening gaze became stronger and stronger, and finally turned into a real sense of oppression, falling on their hearts.

".interesting."

Firmly suppressing the instinctive impulse in his heart to turn around and run away, or even scream loudly, Gordon tried to raise his head and continued climbing.

Pork Chop was trembling all over, but still clenched his teeth and followed closely.

They reached the top of the tower.

In the center of a platform of nearly one hundred square meters, a huge head is placed here.

After countless years of erosion, the pitch-black scales have long since become gray and decayed, but the two pairs of sharp horns raised back are still sharp.

The eye socket on the left side is empty, while on the right side, the dark gold evil eye that has long been crystallized captures the spirit of the hunter and Ellu.

They can't breathe.