Chapter 845 Time Is Enough for You to Love Me

It was almost like seeing the scene of a sacrifice in the Church of Hell.

Horrible.

In the huge space behind the door, everything within sight, walls, ceilings, floors, there are countless twisted traces smeared with blood everywhere...

It's like a mural painted during madness, or something written in despair with the last glimmer of hope...

But it's hard to tell what exactly was written.

All handwriting has been distorted.

Only the auditory hallucination-like laughter lingered around, making it creepy.

Huai Shi held Hate Shui tightly and looked around. Even though the detection equipment had discovered the existence of air outside, she still did not dare to take off her heavy defense.

Is all this an illusion or what?

He couldn't tell.

But Garlandon was right - as the farthest location from the central engine and outflow layer, the Kingdom Gate is the safest place.

Everybody knows.

Including the Alchemist on Helios.

Therefore, they chose to escape...to the place farthest from nightmares.

It's a pity that there is still only nightmare on the edge of nightmare.

The ground was in a mess, as if a dozen beggars had lived here for a long time. Old clothes, garbage and even excrement were piled everywhere.

There are also corpses.

The body of the deceased.

Huaishi could only glance at it briefly and then stopped looking.

It's too weird, some have turned into withered bones, some are still lifelike, perfectly retaining every bit of their appearance before death, and some are simply both. Some have been turned into seedbeds for plants, while others are completely petrified.

The only thing that is the same is the smile on the twisted face.

A smile that comes from within.

It's like those who feel the same can understand their happiness.

But the eyes were piercing, covered with scarlet red, and had long since shriveled up. There were still traces of blood and tears, and the pain had long since turned into substance and overflowed.

Because there is no more joy in the world.

Long before death, unspeakable joy and sorrow tore the souls of these survivors apart.

Without exception, madness leads to death.

Holding the water of hatred in his hand, Huaishi picked up the precious materials and border relics on the ground, looking through them one by one, looking for any remaining clues. When he looked around, he felt puzzled from the bottom of his heart.

"Is it so hard to think about it?"

He scratched his head through his helmet, "Could it be that someone on Helios organized a collective viewing of "Beast Girl Zoo"?"

Or is it the kind where two seasons are aired in a row and you are not allowed to sleep until you finish watching it?

Isn't this a bit too cruel?

Unfortunately, no one seemed to understand the jokes used to lighten the mood.

In the stiff atmosphere, everyone looked stern, full of alertness and caution. They took out all kinds of defense tools and relics, and carefully searched the surrounding situation.

But those few alchemists from the Stone Cauldron Society seemed to be mindless machines, witnessing such a scene, they were not shaken at all.

After the initial reconnaissance, he quickly took off the standard flamethrower from his back, skillfully filled it with lumpy fusion, and then pulled the trigger towards the wreckage everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, the green tongue of fire spurted out like a living creature, following the user's will, slowly moving around, burning everything in its path.

Break down into the last dust.

Rachel reacted a moment too slowly and was almost affected by the flames. She quickly dropped the border relic she had just picked up and hid aside.

But he didn't dare to say anything, he just cursed vaguely.

Soon, most of the trash and debris in the hall had been burned.

At this moment, the Russian alchemist Valery, who was exploring the edge of the hall with a copper staff, suddenly exclaimed, attracting everyone's attention.

"survivor!"

Valery shouted on the public channel: "There are still survivors..."

Everyone's movements paused for a moment, and they all looked at the hill made of boxes.

Valery raised the copper staff in his hand and tapped the floor lightly. Suddenly, a dull sound burst out from the pile of ruins of boxes in the distance.

Huai Shi was keenly aware of the process.

Just like his ultimate intention, it relies on material to transmit impact, placing the power of a battering ram in small knocks and transmitting it to the distance, completely defeating that sticky layer of disguise.

Then, everyone saw the rickety back.

The naked, skinny man was sitting in a pool of blood.

His hair had been roughly torn off, with only a few strands still stuck to his swollen scalp. His whole body was covered in stains and stench. He hadn't taken a shower in an unknown amount of time.

On his body, under his feet, and even around him, there were layers of blood smeared with horrifying secrets.

At this moment, he numbly tore the blood scabs on his body, dipped his fingers in the dried blood, and repaired the faded and peeling marks on his body over and over again.

Muttered to himself.

He was completely unaware of the presence of the group of intruders around him.

He just chanted to himself and sealed himself in the secret ceremony.

But what's even more eye-catching is the equipment that's almost all over his body.

Necklaces, jewelry, necklaces, earrings, the strings of blood-stained amulets on the belt, and even various accessories wrapped randomly around the body with tape.

Huai Shi was almost blinded by the fluctuations in the essence.

Resisting the urge to suck in the air-conditioning, I suddenly wanted to fuck him...

Those are all border relics!

That guy was covered in at least a hundred border relics!

And they are not cheap goods produced in a workshop assembly line, but truly high-quality products made by alchemists with painstaking efforts.

Among them are many rare items that are among the top 100 in the relic catalog.

With just a quick glance, Huaishi identified many good things that were valuable but not marketable - Blessing Blockade, Stove Fire Charcoal Crystal, Gaia's Knot, Blood Oath and Blue Eyes...

The precious relics that should have been kept close to you or displayed in heavily guarded windows are now densely packed and hung on the body of a madman.

Are all the people in Helios so rich?

But it can be clearly seen that there are several different styles and factions, the eras are completely different, and the degree of use is also different.

The one-time Gaia Knot is infused with the blood of an alchemist. It is limited to the maker himself and will only be effective within one month. Rebound the curse and bless the soul.

It is absolutely impossible to come from the same source...

Considering the mess of corpses around, it is not difficult to see where these things came from.

After a fierce battle, the last survivor survived.

But I'm afraid...it doesn't make any sense anymore.

While the other explorers were looking around cautiously, the detection pendulums were vibrating crazily, glowing with fluorescence, pointing towards the back of the figure.

And he was still immersed in the feverish writing, holding something tightly in his arms with his other hand, like a swaddling baby.

He was chanting something in a focused and numb manner.

The words were too vague, and Huai Shi had never studied them. I could only tell that they were Sanskrit based on the scrawled Devanagari script on the ground, but I knew nothing about the other contents.

I can only hear a few nouns in fragments.

‘Indra’, ‘Yama’, ‘Varuna’, ‘Surya’…

It was a god inherited from Tianzhu's genealogy, calling on the power of past gods to protect them, but they couldn't detect any mysterious mantra at all. At best, they were just chanting sutras.

In pious prayers, gods and Buddhas fill the sky, who can lend a helping hand to the survivors in desperate situations.

Who can rescue him from the sea of ​​suffering?

But there was no response to the rescuers behind him.

Garlandon's disciples polished the oil lamp again, but this time for some unknown reason, the fire that lit up quickly went out.

It seems that there is no signal after being far away from the base station.

No advice available.

For a moment, everyone fell into an eerie silence.

"It's hopeless." Izzy shrugged and shook his head. He took off his helmet without caring and shook out the ashes. "Some kind-hearted person should give him a good time."

As he spoke, he looked at Huai Shi.

Huaishi, on the other hand, was looking up at the Helios-style ceiling above her head.

Well, it is indeed different from the ceilings in other places. It is ordinary and has a grace and mystery that is different from other places. At first glance, it is no different from ordinary ceilings. This is what the saying goes. Makes sense?

Anyway, I just stared at it.

Although he plays few horror games, he plays a lot of games!

He is very familiar with this drama. In an inexplicable and weird scene, an inexplicable person appears doing something good with his back to you. He is either crying or laughing. It always seems like he is watching something interesting that attracts you to think. Go to Kang Yikang.

What's this?

This is a plot killer!

This is the opening lightning strike!

Anyway, he will definitely not jump into this trap. He will go to whoever he loves. He just throws his life and blood for the current situation. Why should he sacrifice his life for Shi Ke Xue?

Seeing that Huai Shi was unmoved and even motionless, several other people looked at each other.

One of the disciples of Garlandon seemed to say something, and then one of them stepped forward, carefully wiped the useless secret ritual on the ground, raised his hand and waved it in front of the praying people, but there was no response.

Pendulum and various detections also detected no abnormalities.

Finally, the leader looked at Rachel and said something in the private channel. Rachel's expression suddenly became reluctant.

He went up carefully, rolled the man's eyelids, and checked the vital parts again, and came to the same conclusion as Izzy.

The essence is exhausted, the soul is broken, and there is no hope.

However, at least it allows him to exert some residual heat.

Tell them what happened here...

Soon, he raised the injection gun and injected the purple-green medicine into the prayer's neck, triggering an unexpected reaction.

The praying person's movements stopped suddenly, his eyes turned white violently, and his whole body twitched violently. Rachel was so frightened that she fell backwards and retreated on all hands and feet.

It was only now that everyone discovered that the thing held tightly in the arms of the survivor... was actually a clock?

That's right, I don't know what kind of bumps and bumps it has gone through. The brass clock that had already been covered with dents is now stained with layers of blood stains, and it is still running.

Makes a crisp sound.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock, tick tock...

A hoarse moan sounded.

When the survivor woke up from the nightmare and was dying, he saw the explorers' first reaction not to be surprised, but to look at the clock in panic.

Watching its hour hand move towards the final mark little by little, with only the last few minutes left, it let out a sharp scream and lay on the ground, mumbling the names of the gods in an attempt to repair the secret ritual on the ground.

But it was too late.

Because those dried blood stains have long been wiped away.

In panic, he stood up frantically and rushed towards the door on both hands and feet.

Oblivious to the deadly cold vacuum outside...

One step, two steps, then fell to the ground, squirmed, and exhausted the last source of energy.

Just die.

Huai Shi didn't even have time to go up to Sanlian.

People are gone.

In the dead silence, everyone looked at each other, only the sound of the clock running was so clear, gradually amplified, and became deafening.

resounded in everyone's ears.

It was at that moment that in this dead and empty space, in the Helios workshop that had been reduced to ruins, a meaningless division of time ushered in.

——Midnight is coming!

At that moment, the light coming from all directions disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by unspeakable darkness, swallowing everything up.

Screams came and went.

"... Damn it, which bastard turned off the light?"

Huai Shi froze in place, feeling a silt-like chill emerging from his heart, spreading rapidly, bringing uncontrollable panic and unreasonable sadness.

Even the friendly puppy in his arms made a squeaking sound.

Despair spread with darkness, swallowing up all sounds.

Soon, in the public channel filled with the sound of electricity, only Rachel's choked sobs were left.

In the darkness, the pharmacist knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly, hammering the floor feebly, and asked sadly:

"So, love disappears, right?"