Chapter 781 Remains

After crossing the wide "Pilgrimage Road", Duncan came to the gate of the temple - it was a huge hole that seemed to allow a giant to pass through. It was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. The door opening was towering, and there were two doors of unknown material. Already crumbling, they fell off from both sides of the doorway, one fell to the ground, and the other leaned crookedly against the palace wall.

The faint sound of waves came from the doorway, mixed with chaotic and low noises. It seemed like a giant beast was breathing hard and murmuring in the dark. The slightly salty sea breeze hovered at the end of the pilgrimage road, carrying it with it. Chill.

"What an incredible creation..." Morris came to the outer wall of the palace. One of his eye sockets deformed and receded, and a set of lenses extended from it along the copper slide rails. He carefully observed the rough and dilapidated buildings. The dark green boulders are "so perfectly fitted together... It's as if they were originally 'grown' like this..."

"I have seen such walls in some dreams," Vanna reached out and gently touched the outer walls, "and in visions during prayer... Many saints will see strange high walls or piles of buildings in their hallucinations. The boulder rising up, it turns out...those illusions were pointing to this..."

Lucretia stood in front of the huge doorway and threw a piece of white paper into the dark corridor. After the white paper was released, it burned out of thin air and turned into a vaguely human-shaped fire. flew a short distance.

"It's... very peaceful inside," Miss Witch said hesitantly, "but my spell dissipated very quickly, as if there was some kind of invisible suppression."

Duncan looked inside the palace, then looked back at the followers who had followed him to the island. After thinking for a moment, he raised his hand and waved it lightly - the green flames immediately ignited out of thin air and spread to everyone. body.

Nina was startled at first, but soon she curiously played with the flames on her arms, then rolled them into a small ball and tossed them around in her hands, while Vanna and Morris moved around in the flames. The body, one picked up the big sword and made a few gestures, and the joints all over the body made a clicking sound. Lucretia seemed a little at a loss - she was not very familiar with her father's "lighting a small fire on a whim" "The habit of " is obviously a little tight at this time.

But the one who was more nervous was obviously not Miss Witch - Anomaly 077 next to him jumped up almost instantly. The mummy jumped up almost two meters on the spot with a roar. When it fell down, its voice was out of tune: "Fire, fire, fire..." The captain is on fire, I’m on fire ahhhh——”

A bone-spur joint sprang out from behind Shirley and knocked the mummy to the ground: "Howl like ghosts and wolves, isn't it just setting fire to it - not even Agou... Agou, don't tremble!"

The bones all over Agou's body crackled like a typewriter: "I...I'm not trembling...I'm calm..."

"It's just a layer of protection," Duncan looked back helplessly at the group of guys who instantly became lively. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. In other stories, when the explorers faced the final challenge, they were either dignified or sad or took out his fiancée's money. The photo was so fierce, why did the "people" he led act like a vegetable market even at the end of the world, but they had to patiently explain, "We will step into the place where the ancient gods sleep - your minds will Facing a great test, I will cover you with flames throughout the entire process to protect you from the influence of the power in the temple."

Anomaly 077 finally understood and clapped his hands: "Oh, it means killing the hostages before they are injured..."

Shirley knocked him to the ground again, but after that, she nodded thoughtfully: "Actually, I think you're right."

The mummy stood up and stared: "Then why are you whipping me!?"

"The captain must want to whip you," Shirley said casually, then turned to look at Duncan with a smile, "right, captain?"

Duncan nodded expressionlessly, and at the same time suddenly had some subtle feelings——

I don’t know if I was overthinking it, but it seemed that just after my flames covered everyone, the atmosphere changed instantly - including Shirley and the sailor, everyone was originally in a bit of a trance after setting foot on the island. There was a dull or even heavy aura, but now, the usual "vitality" seems to have suddenly returned to them.

He frowned, seeming to have some understanding of the island, and then looked at the dark doorway...

The green firelight illuminated the dim corridors in the palace, cautious footsteps broke the dead silence that had lingered for countless years, and the long shadows of visitors were cast on the mottled old stone walls and floors - Duncan and his party were walking in this huge and almost overwhelming building. They walked forward in the somewhat suffocating palace, and as they went deeper, the salty ocean smell and the waves, murmurs, and noises in the surrounding air became more and more obvious.

"Pay attention to the shadows under your feet, and pay attention to the changes in light and darkness reflected by the surrounding firelight that are inconsistent with common sense." Fanna walked at the front of the team, paying careful attention to her surroundings while not forgetting to remind others, "Don't respond to people from outside the team. The call, and..."

She paused and looked back at Morris: "Don't touch the things around you."

"I didn't touch it," the old scholar suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and raised his hand to show his innocence, "I just took a closer look."

Duncan walked at the front of the team, his eyes constantly sweeping through every corner of the magnificent building. The green firelight flowed with his sight as if it had life, illuminating those ancient and dark places. Suddenly, his steps slowed down.

A huge, pale vine-like thing appeared on the ceiling nearby, winding along the vault to the wall on the other side, and then passed through the hole at the top of the wall and disappeared into the depths of the building.

Shirley subconsciously raised her head and looked up along Duncan's gaze. In an instant, she felt her heart suddenly stop beating - both stopped.

She felt a bang in her mind, and then another bang - the flames surrounding her body and soul "pulled" her back at the moment she fell into madness, burning strongly at the edge of her vision, dissolving the intense mental shock brought by witnessing the body of the ancient god.

"It's the limbs of God..." Lucrecia on the side quickly reacted, looking up and observing while muttering to herself, "The pale structures we saw spreading out from the palace in the distance before... are they extending from here?"

"The feeling of seeing it up close is really different from seeing it from a distance," Agou muttered, "I almost thought my heart was beating again."

"Be careful, don't stare at these limbs for too long." Duncan reminded casually, and then continued to move forward.

As the team continued to go deeper into the palace, they saw... more.

The pale tentacles - some were only as thick as masts, while others almost occupied the entire roof and were wider than the hull of some medium-sized ships - they were like out-of-control, criss-crossing roots, almost penetrating and invading all the corridors and halls of the entire palace. This amazing biological structure spread and grew in this ancient and magnificent building, and then withered and died, as if it had become a part of the building, and even in some areas it actually devoured and replaced the original pillars and beams.

When passing through a certain hall, the crisscrossing tentacles and organ structures of unknown functions almost filled the entire space.

Amazing, shocking, awe-inspiring, and even terrifying - even if there is no spiritual pollution from the gods, even if just witnessing such a large "limb" is enough to make ordinary people with fragile minds collapse and frenzy.

And Duncan has reason to suspect that even such an amazing biological structure is actually only a small part of a huge entity - more parts may be hidden under this island, hidden in the dark deep sea.

This temple is just a place for that huge existence to communicate with the "pilgrims on land", a small reception room, a meeting room. The queen of Leviathan extended a small part of her tentacles from the deep sea into this building, just to facilitate conversations with the humans she protected in the ancient years.

The team finally stopped at the end of another long corridor.

The end of the corridor is no longer a hall or a room, but... a pool of water that is almost like an "indoor lake".

This is a huge circular space, with the ground made of huge stones sinking in the middle. Two-thirds of the space is occupied by a circular pool with a faint glow, and there are many doors and windows on the surrounding walls. Countless tentacles, blood vessels, and nerve cords pass through those doors and windows, sink into the depths of the pool, and merge into a huge and complex structure that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye in the pool of glimmering "lake water".

Part of it sticks out of the pool and lies lifelessly on the stone floor, and near the part of the limb structure that sticks out of the pool, there seems to be some "debris" lying down.

"...Is this building so big?" After being stunned for a long time, Shirley finally couldn't help muttering to herself, "Why do I feel that this 'hall' alone is almost as big as the palace outside..."

"Did you notice it too?" Morris glanced at Shirley, then looked around thoughtfully and said, "Its internal space... doesn't seem to conform to common sense. Either it has been greatly expanded, or... when we pass through a certain door or a certain corridor, we are no longer in that palace, but in a secret space connected to it."

Vanna didn't speak, she just quietly looked at the lifeless, pale limbs on the edge of the pool, with a complex and sad expression.

Many layers of whispers lingered in her ears, and the gentle sound of the waves never stopped, but she couldn't understand anything. From the moment she stepped into this palace, the goddess's clear will seemed to disappear, and she could no longer hear any sound from Him.

Duncan stood next to Vanna, frowning tightly, with a hint of doubt in his expression.

He thought that when he came here, he could talk to Gemona face to face. Even if she was in a strange "death" state, he should be able to hear her voice here - reverberation, illusion, soul, or anything else, just like dealing with those strange things in the past, but...

There was nothing.

There was only a long-dead corpse here, and everything had dissipated from the corpse.