Noticing Gawain's gaze, Hetty also looked over curiously, and then struggled to identify the ancient writings on the wall - but before she could finish identifying them, Gawain took the initiative to explain the words. meaning.
Everyone present was stunned.
"What does this sentence... mean?" Amber stared blankly at the line of words that seemed to be a declaration, and said with some disbelief, "Under normal circumstances, no one would say this. Let’s talk about it...and it’s written in a place like this!”
Heti thought: “Only by disobeying the gods can humans survive...could it be that the gods want humans to perish?”< /p>
"Things related to God are often full of symbols and metaphors, which cannot be seen from the surface meaning of a sentence." Gawain said absently, and what came to his mind was, But it was the sensational facts that I heard before when I was connected to the fragments of the eternal slate.
Then he turned to Byron: "You mentioned that the remaining manuscript materials were found here?"
Byron nodded: "Yes, here. But they are quite They were so fragile that we didn’t dare to touch them after we discovered them.”
The remaining manuscripts were not sealed, but were scattered on the table not far away. It seemed that for some reason, there was no place for them. The personnel did not take this batch of materials with them when they evacuated. The material of the manuscripts is the magic-infused parchment commonly used by magicians during the Gondor Empire to take notes. It is precisely because of the use of this special material that these manuscripts have survived thousands of years of being exposed to the air. The erosion of time.
But although the manuscript itself was not decayed, many of the words on it were faded and weathered to the point of being difficult to read. After a cursory glance, Gawain judged that at least half of them were unreadable.
Fortunately, there is still half left.
Hetty was already prepared. She brought the newly enchanted scroll and the ritual quill. After seeing those precious ancient manuscripts, she immediately unfolded the scroll and let it float. In mid-air beside her, she held the quill in her hand, and placed the other hand on top of the already fragile ancient parchment. With the obscure and difficult spells, the power of magic surged around her, and the feather The pen suddenly detached from her fingers and flew to the scroll on its own and began to write quickly.
The characters on the parchment were faithfully restored and imprinted by magical power, whether it was a clearly legible part or a incomplete and difficult-to-read part. After each "scan" of a piece of paper, Hetty would slightly Taking a breath, he carefully picked up the processed original ancient manuscript and put it into the small box that had been prepared.
Although the contents of the manuscript have been preserved, these antique originals are still quite valuable, and it would be better if they could be preserved.
Gawain stood next to Hetty, sighing slightly at the convenience of magical power, while at the same time looking at the content presented on the scroll attentively.
Because we have to start from a lot of defectsReadable and effective information was extracted from the deformed characters. He read slowly, but even so, some disturbing sentences were gradually pieced together: this did not seem to be a research note, or even a diary. After the sentences, Gawain only felt that they were like the ramblings of a madman, and they were full of terrible conjectures and metaphors:
"...look at it, and it looks out from the festering flesh. I...it is in me, and I want to be in it...
"No one can survive, the end is coming...blasphemous behavior cannot keep us alive...
"...Feast, feast, I ate the flesh and blood of the gods again, and lived here for a new century. They didn't come, they still didn't come, but I don't need them to come again. The outside world has already Collapse, has collapsed..."
What followed was a large section of chaotic graffiti. The words turned into unrecognizable lines and symbols. It was not the blurred and distorted handwriting on the original manuscript, but the person who wrote them. The man himself seemed to have gone crazy, but after a few manuscripts, these crazy graffiti became readable words:
"He sleeps in the depths of the earth, He sleeps in the depths of the sea , He is sleeping deep in the sky, He is calling my name, that murmur...
"I see Him, the face of God, He smiles at me in the light...steps forward, I'm going to His kingdom. Ah, that is the greatest gift. God gave us flesh and blood for this day..."
After that, there were a lot of crazy lines, even though Occasionally, a few words jump out from those graffiti, which seem to have no logic or grammar. Rather than writing words, it is more appropriate to say that they are some unsentenced babble that occasionally pops up in a chaotic brain: these manuscripts She could no longer read.
Hetty also noticed this. She printed several pages of such "gibberish" in succession, and finally stopped and turned over the manuscripts with her plastic hand. After confirming that there was nothing of value below, he stopped using his spell.
"What does it say? "Hubo came closer and looked at the rubbing scroll floating in the air and asked curiously, "It looks like a ghost drawing..."
"The ravings of a madman," Gawain frowned. The words made him deeply uneasy, but he still roughly explained what was on it, "...it sounds like something left behind by a person who was abandoned here and who was gradually going crazy. ”
After hearing the meaning of those words, everyone at the scene couldn’t help but feel a strange and creepy feeling. Although those were just crazy words, somehow there was something in those words. It exuded a frightening aura as if there was a special power.
"I...I don't like these things anymore..." Amber had goosebumps all over her body and couldn't help but look behind Gawain. He hid, "This place gives me a very, very bad feeling..."”
Gawain was about to express a similar opinion, but before he could speak, a very slight grunting sound suddenly came from behind.
Following it was another grunting sound. A series of sounds.
Everyone immediately pulled out their weapons and turned to the direction of the sound, and in full view, one of the cylindrical containers in the center of the hall suddenly changed!
The originally empty transparent tubular culture tank was filled with liquid out of thin air. Large strings of bubbles quickly emerged from the surging liquid, and a twisted and weird shadow emerged from the bubbles. It appeared in the previous It was still an illusory shadow for one second, but it had condensed into reality for the next second—
It had a blood-red color and a giant-like body, like an extraordinarily strong aberration, but it had an approximation The human face, with its eyes tightly closed, was filled with pain and madness!
This monster, which seemed to be a mixture of aberrations and humans, was condensed out of thin air, and then it began to struggle and want. Breaking through the sealed transparent container, an incredible scene appeared: the container that was supposed to be completely sealed suddenly became illusory, and the monster's body also became illusory. The two quickly merged and penetrated each other, and the monster's The body was squeezed out of the container like this!
Gawain pulled out his sword: "Kill it! ”
The monster also regained its physical form at this moment. As soon as it was freed from its restraints, it rushed towards the soldier closest to it, making chaotic noises as it pounced on it. Growling: "Hungry...hungry! ! ”
Several long swords blocked the monster’s path from all directions, and then the scorching sword blades, poison-quenched daggers and a series of arcane missiles smashed down on the monster’s head and face—— Except for the arcane missiles that all hit the ground, all other attacks hit this twisted creature solidly.
However, its vitality is frightening, even if its limbs are cut and broken. Even the weak point of the aberration's back was struck by Gawain's sword, but it still did not die. It still struggled to get up and pounced on Amber, who was right in its sight.
Amber. After stabbing her at the beginning, she immediately stepped aside and prepared to fish. She never expected that she would become the target of the monster. As a result, she screamed in fright. The next second, she shrank into the shadow and escaped into the shadow.
The monster jumped into the air, and when the foothold was not stable, Knight Byron seized the opportunity and stabbed the enemy through with his sword.
It was as if the monster mixed with humans and aberrations fell heavily to the ground, but it did not begin to dissipate like a normal aberration. Instead, it gradually recovered and showed signs of getting up again.
"It's not dead yet? ! "Gawain was startled by this abnormal situation. He immediately held the sword in his hand and prepared to step forward to continue to hit him. But before he could take action, Amber, who had just hidden in the Shadow Realm, suddenly jumped out of thin air and grabbed hold of him with a look of horror. holding his arm: "Gawain! Dark...there is something in the Shadow Realm!!"
Gawain has never seen such a frightened look on the face of this fearless half-elf - unlike before. Different from the deliberately exaggerated and startled expression, Amber looked truly frightened at this time. Gawain even felt that if this place was a little more gloomy, the girl would even cry on the spot!
After taking a look at the monster that was already in a stalemate with Byron and his party again, and confirming that this monster, apart from its strong vitality, would not suppress Byron and the others for the time being, Gawain immediately grabbed Amber's arm: "Take me in and have a look!"
Amber rarely hesitated: "But in the Shadow Realm..."
"There is me!"
Amber Gritting his teeth, he pulled Gawain's arm hard: "Okay!"
That strange sense of imbalance came again, and the sounds and perceptions of the real world quickly faded away, and Gawain's eyes blurred. Has been pulled into the Shadow Realm by Amber.
This world that exists parallel to real time and space seems to always maintain the same brightness, neither dark nor bright. Whether it is on the surface or in a deep mountain cave, it always maintains a dim but unaffected state. Sight situation.
The first thing Gawain saw after entering the Shadow Realm was to look around: just like other places in the Shadow Realm, real time and space are mapped here in some chaotic way, and the rotunda looks pale. The color of the hall is surrounded by a circle of dark masses that surge like smoke - that is where magic devices are piled up in the current world, and in the center of the hall is the "thing" mentioned by Amber.
The original metal base and transparent tubular container were gone, replaced by a pool of black mist surging in the center of the room, and blood-red mud that continued to spread from the black mist.
And along with the mud, there are countless chaotic whispers that suddenly fill my mind!