Chapter 857 Grave

The world seemed to be spinning.

No, it's the darkness that swirls.

In the deepest part of Helios, the invisible space is constantly reversed and circulated under the secret rituals of the two great masters, forming invisible vortexes one after another.

Sometimes Huaishi falls into a trance and finds herself walking on the ceiling. Sometimes she realizes that this is just her illusion.

In the silence, apart from the squeaking sounds of mice, the only sound left was the gurgling sound of a small pushcart under the skeleton's buttocks.

For a moment he suspected that he was lost in a dizzying maze.

The further forward, the more silent the dissipating and rising sources become, containing the breath of the abyss, which makes people feel vaguely uneasy.

"Where's the front?"

"The vastness of space and the high land prices mean that every inch of space must be put into effective use... Where else could it be next to the garbage dump?"

Tong Ji said slowly: "It's the cemetery."

Cemetery of Helios.

All dead alchemists are buried here.

"To be precise, they are some alchemists whose ambitions are greater than their abilities, and whose ideals exceed reality." Tong Ji shrugged regretfully: "In short, they are the group of alchemists who are not very successful."

Unfortunately, reality is so cruel.

There is no place for the incompetent in the precious territory of Helios.

Even after death, there is no honorable burial.

They are too safe and too ordinary.

Their skills neither fulfill their ambitions nor create enough of a legacy. It can neither achieve a miracle nor turn it into a disaster.

There are many alchemists. Even if they die, the calamity accumulated in their bodies is enough to turn their corpses into strange relics, or even transform them into abyssal species.

For example, once a great master dies, the disasters or miracles condensed in a lifetime of secret rituals will be gathered into something solemn and terrifying.

And some people are dead when they die.

It can only be burned to ashes.

For the sake of having served Helios, I put it in a small box and threw it away somewhere that would not be an eyesore or a hindrance.

I don't expect them to be of any residual value in the end.

In a sense, this cemetery becomes a mockery.

The incompetent people who died and were buried finally gathered together to keep warm. The remaining source matter endlessly recounted the delusions of the past, but even ghosts could not take shape.

Only the material of shame is left, preserved forever.

"Since there is no way to go further, why not return to the present situation?" Huai Shi asked doubtfully.

"Do you really think Helios is a bus? You can get on when you want and get off when you want?"

Tong Ji sneered: "In order to maintain the divine miracle of Helios to the greatest extent and avoid the leakage of technology and people with ulterior motives... Helios will only return to the present state every seventy years.

But the alchemists who monopolized all this were still not satisfied and wanted a longer monopoly and greater benefits. You can tell just by looking at the decayed look of Ishikama Society.

From the first person seeking personal gain to now, the rules have become more and more strict.

Until now, it is completely different from the beginning.

Those alchemists who come from the present realm can only stay for one cycle at most before being expelled, while those born on Helios can never leave. "

These laws are engraved in every soul and cannot be violated. "

For those alchemists buried here, they were born in this miraculous prison.

The funny thing is that after some people leave, they never dream of coming back.

In silence, they passed through the final corridor.

Everything before my eyes suddenly became clear.

Even though it's still dark.

But under the light of the skull's headlight, it was enough for Huaishi to see a place very far away.

In this huge and dead space.

It's like coming to a farm.

But there are no crops on the flat steel earth. There are only low cross tombstones one after another, maintaining absolutely precise distances and gaps, sitting on the earth, like dead seedlings, spreading to the end of the line of sight.

Just above their heads, a huge building-like creation hung high, vaguely revealing its outline.

It was a furnace core that had long since been abandoned.

But now, even the abandoned furnace core is full of cracks, like a broken heart. It broke in the middle, and the lower half of the heart fell to the ground, leaving behind tragic scars.

But in the abandoned furnace core that had half fallen to the ground, there was a faint light.

It looked like someone had lit a fire in the ruins of a collapsed tower.

There are still traces of human survival!

Huai Shi subconsciously tightened her grip on the hate water, turned around and looked at the equally confused skeleton.

The skeleton scratched his head, "I haven't been here before...is there anyone there?"

Huaishi didn't answer.

Who can tell clearly whether it is a human or a ghost?

He had already encountered a stupid skeleton who had picked him back into his nest. He couldn't expect his luck to be so good that he would encounter something completely non-hostile to him again.

"That's what it is, right...that one..."

The skeleton pulled out the pan from the gap between his ribs and waved it twice excitedly: "It's time for a bloody battle!"

"...No, no, no, just wait, wait."

Huai Shi's expression twitched: Why are you so brave!

Huaishi finally held down the skeleton and the dog together, raised the water of hatred, and walked lightly, intending to touch it first to see clearly.

As a result, after taking two steps, I heard a gurgling sound behind my butt.

When he turned around, he saw an innocent-looking skeleton on a cart.

Looking at each other.

In the silence, Huaishi felt the urge to pull her hair again.

I am a gold-medal thug of the Astronomical Society, a master of backstabbing, and the sap king of the ivory tower. Why am I not professional at all when I meet a group of idiot teammates like you?

Soon, Huaishi found an alternative.

He took out a piece of tape and simply tied its big trochanter on the dog's back!

The job transfer is completed instantly, Skeleton Soldier LVUP → Skeleton Cavalry!

problem solved!

It's just a sneaky stalker followed by a sneaky dog ​​skeleton riding a dog, so there's something wrong with it.

But I can’t care anymore.

They had seized the time and lurked next to the fallen furnace core.

Inside the abandoned furnace core, there were already cracks all over the empty cavity, and a hallucinatory light was coming from it at this moment.

Huai Shi approached cautiously, held her breath, stuck her head out, and looked in from outside the crack. Soon, beside him, a dog's head carried a skeleton, pulling on the wall, slowly rising to the height, and looking inward.

Full of curiosity.

"Oh my god..." The skeleton couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "It's so miserable..."

Huai Shi couldn't help but turn around and glare at him, raised her finger to make a shushing gesture, and the skeleton looked confused, not knowing what he meant.

But the people inside did not notice their arrival.

Under the dim candlelight, they were as crudely displayed as beggars in the slums.

There wasn't even a table, and countless messy books were randomly thrown on the ground. The unkempt old man was kneeling among them, mumbling something hoarsely, as if praying.

More like a curse.

The stench is overwhelming.

I don’t know if it smells of feces, dirt, or decay...

But he was still unaware, and he was still writing and drawing on the paper, but the pen in his hand had long been broken and there was no ink mark, and the papers scattered around did not record any exquisite techniques or alchemy. The essence of.

There are only messy graffiti, scribblings whose content cannot be discerned at all.

Huai Shi bets that even the thing he drew with his toes is a hundred times closer to the truth than this!

But he didn't dare to show his head at all.

The people who are most afraid of walking in the world are Taoist priests, monks, the elderly and children, but walking in hell is also afraid of these things...

Dressed as religious figures in hell, eight out of ten are contaminated with fallen divinity, and are more than a little more powerful than other monsters. As for the old man and the child jumping around in hell, it's even more terrifying.

If you pull any one out, you can make ten series of horror movies.

After taking a deep breath, Huai Shi became more cautious.

Listening to the messy words in the wind.

All that was heard was countless curses and hoarse unknown words, mixed with vague sentences, repeated over and over again, never ending.

"That bastard...bastard...those lunatics...are all crazy...all crazy...have been abnormal for a long time...Hedi...Hedi..."

The crazy figure was writing and cursing in vain, sometimes laughing sharply, sometimes roaring hoarsely: "It's too late, we all made a big mistake... It's all my fault... It's all my fault..."

"I shouldn't have presided over the secret ceremony of destiny for that bastard back then... What on earth did I do? What on earth did I..."

"No, it's not my fault..."

"They deserved it... I also... deserved it... We all have to pay the price! This is the consequence of violating the law! Disobeying the flute player... is wrong... disobeying Helios..."

He smiled vaguely and strangely, and suddenly choked with sobs, as if tears were streaming down his face: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, why did you let him be born...

Back then, back then... I should have strangled Garland and that damn freak to death in his infancy..."

At that moment, Huai Shi felt as if he had been struck by thunder.

It was not because of the hidden meaning in those words, but because the crazy old man suddenly turned around, his empty eye sockets were burnt, filled with blood, and fell down.

He looked at Huaishi.

shed tears.

"Please……"

He said: "Please mourn for me..."

Thunder breaks out!

At that moment, the hateful water in Huai Shi's hand burst out with a loud noise, tearing the air, bursting into the narrow cavity from the outside in, entangled with lightning and blood, and smashed towards the old man!

But the change is faster than him.

The moment he broke into the rift, the dim light went out silently.

Everything disappeared without a trace.

Just a phantom.

Huai Shi's movements paused.

When he slowly lowered his head, he saw countless pages flying up in the turbulent airflow, as well as the source of the stench...

In the corner, there was the corpse of an old man that had long since rotted.

He is already dead.

He still held the broken pen in his hand.

Under the illumination of the skull's headlight, his last remaining handwriting was revealed on the floor.

A name written with hatred.

Rather, it is a futile curse that has no effect at all.

"...plus...Rand?"

Huaishi was silent for a long time, unbelievable.

Not just because he just heard the name of the element of destruction, the piper.

But the name in front of me.

Before dying, the old man did not resent what Publius had done, but instead resented Garland? What’s even more incredible is that Grand Master Garland was actually born on Helios?