Returning from the abyss

Chapter 652 Prison of Chaos

After the surrounding flames disappeared, Lu Ning found herself in a ruined house with a different layout from the one that burned before. The walls were splashed with fresh blood, and a bloodstain showed that someone had just escaped from there.She looked around and there were no other clues, so she took a picture and followed the blood trail.

After going out this time, there was no scene change, but an abandoned street that seemed to have just had a bloody incident.Some corpses were left unattended in the corner, and the few who were still alive were only dying. As far as Lu Ning could see, most of them were seriously injured.Although she was able to perform a simple bandage based on her medical knowledge, people like those who lacked medicine and blood transfusions could not survive.

But after all, it was a scene in memory, and she didn't need to save it.Lu Ning took two steps, followed the bloodstains, and found a man half lying in the shadows panting heavily. There was a large pool of bloodstains on his abdomen, and some organs that had not been stuffed back were still outside. A broken steel knife is also a person who will die sooner or later.

Lu Ning made the flame brighter, illuminating his face.

This is just a person who gave her a vague impression. It seems to be one of the previous tourists, but Lu Ning has never met them before.And this person raised his head slightly because of the light, his cloudy eyes saw Lu Ning, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Is that so... you... came here."

"Looks like you remember me."

"You were the first few to leave... so I still have a little impression."

"What did you encounter? Or what did you encounter? Let me explain in advance that I cannot save you, and I am also trapped in this place."

"Here...hehe. Anyway, all my teammates are dead... It's okay to tell you, we were chased by Mist, and we risked our lives to go to the train station at the entrance of the tide, but we still couldn't escape. Enter the train , looking for the king's trace, trying to avoid the pursuit of Mist... Unfortunately, I am the only one left in the end, and I will die here..."

"Unfortunately."

"If it weren't for the chaotic scene, we wouldn't be in this situation. Mist...has actually deconstructed the mystery of death. They are making their own special forces. A large number of dead residents provide enough resources. Even the black engravings in the wasteland It's just a whetstone. When Mist's army of the dead takes shape, I'm afraid the black engraving will have no meaning."

"Is that why you learned about this?"

"This is top secret, and the nobles don't want their aces to be leaked, even if it's just one of their research projects." The tourist shook his head helplessly, "We tried our best to escape, and we also felt that this matter should at least Let people know that if left unchecked, there will be bigger problems. It's a pity that we can't see it now."

"Thank you for telling me this."

"Finally... can you let me relax? My internal organs have been destroyed, and it's really painful now, and I don't have much strength..."

"Have a safe journey." Lu Ning pulled out a short knife, pierced his head with one knife, and died without any pain.

This is just to give her a psychological comfort.What appeared in each room were fragments of memory, that is to say, before Lu Ning came, the tourist had already died here, and his memory was still pulled out and continued to become a link of this memory network.Thinking of this, Lu Ning became more and more worried about Dorothy, Dan Sheng, and Yan Rong who appeared before. She didn't know whether the memory of the dead was merged into it.

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The scarlet net is spreading, the brooch embedded in the neck is beating like a heart, the golden flames are dripping from the wings, burning on the ground into runes with sacred concepts.

"Exactly this..."

The witness of the crown ceremony pointed to Yan Rong and said with a big smile.

"Too many people die because they are not hard enough, they are too easy to doubt themselves, and they are easy to be influenced by other things. Good people, evil people, can't escape this most basic human heart, but you already have this solid Armor, you can resist the distortion and annihilation in this prison."

"Tell me who you are." Yan Rong took a step forward, "Otherwise my spear will penetrate your chest."

"Me? Who am I? How could I possibly know? I was given this name from the beginning, and how could I preserve what the king forbade me to keep? But—there is a way, a way, as long as we See the king again, and you will know everything!"

"I'm afraid it's not that simple?"

"Originally so, because the king exists only in the memory he built for himself, but! But now you have passed through the Broken Mirror, haven't you? You have seen the witnesses of the baptism, and you have seen the memory of the king, We already have two-thirds of it!"

"What's the part of the last third?"

"Corridor of Eternal Tribulation! If we can open up the connection with the Corridor of Eternal Tribulation and communicate with the witnesses of the funeral, we will be able to obtain the king's complete memory fragments! Except for the ones he divided, there are actually enough memories to form the king as a whole! "

Yan Rong grinned: "That's a good point, but what good does it do me?"

The witness of the crowning ceremony paused: "The king can answer all your doubts for you. Only when he comes back can I leave here, and my mission will be considered over."

"But I don't think it's a good thing for the king to come back." Yan Rong shook his head, "Is the king with only these broken memories really the wise king? Even if he did, the result now is Did he arrange it? I can't trust such a person."

"Hehe, thank you for being so calm. You don't seem like those who have a fanatical belief in the king, it doesn't matter... If you don't do it, then sooner or later those who stray into this place will fall into the trap of thinking and become here part of the memory."

"What do you mean?"

"Although I can't spy on the entire memory network, it is relatively clear to know whether it is active and how much it has grown. From the beginning of our conversation, this prison has been eating happily... Obviously, fresh and delicious My memory is being integrated into this prison, and when the value of those who entered by mistake is completely drained, I am afraid that they will be thrown into the bottom layer full of residue, and either become new monsters or be swallowed by monsters."

Yan Rong frowned. She knew that the goal of her team was to point directly at the palace and come to the prison of the deep palace. In addition, she had just quietly checked the team tasks and found that the progress of collecting badges had become four. It shows that some people have gained something again, and she doesn't want to gamble at all.

"The monsters at the bottom are those people who were eaten here before?"

"Although he is a vicious murderer, his life experience is also richer, which is a qualified nourishment. What surprised me is that the richness of these nourishment is no less than that of those murderers. I really want to know where it all comes from... "

click.

Before the witnesses of the Crown Ceremony could finish speaking, the ground began to torn apart, and the spreading red net began to shatter the marbles that formed the ground. The golden flames held Yan Rong in the air, and the scattered stones quickly fell into the empty space below. With firelight, submerged into the sticky darkness.

Countless eyeballs opened, cloudy, bloodshot, prickly, burning, and deathly swollen—it took Yan Rong a few seconds to realize that these eyeballs were actually pieces of memory, they were quiet. staring upwards.In the middle of these eyeballs, nerves that are so dense that they are almost agglomerated connect them together. It seems to be a brain but it is not a brain. These nerves are layered on top of each other. You can barely see that there are more eyeballs below, and you can't see them at all. to the bottom.

In Yan Rong's gaze, a desperate eyeball with blue pupils slowly grew out of a nerve, and soon it was no different from other eyeballs.

"See? If you didn't bring back your memories just now, they will soon become the nourishment here." The witness of the crown ceremony smiled strangely, "Do you want to see the monster at the bottom? Then you have to start with these memories Only in the past."

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Lu Ning felt that what she saw became more and more strange. After encountering the past of some people she was familiar with, more chaotic scenes began to appear in front of her eyes.Sacrifice under modern technology, statues of gods holding bazookas, armies of the two warring sides holding knives and guns while driving tanks to charge against each other on the plain, the star that turned into a red planet above a clear desert slowly unfolded " Eye"……

She doesn't need to continue to check the old chapters, she can feel that her spirit has been devastated, these things don't even make much sense, they are just unreasonable and weird, and people can feel that there is something wrong even if they don't think about it .

She still couldn't get to the next lounge, and when she pushed the next door open, she saw Jean.

He was sitting in a secluded studio, surrounded by paintings, lifelike beautiful men and women were exquisitely printed on the paintings, while Jean leaned on the chair with his eyes blank, and his clothes were changed into luxurious and elegant In front of him is a new work with wet bloodstains in his aristocratic dress, and Jean in the painting looks more like a living person than Jean sitting on a chair.

Neither the person nor the painting Lu Ning dared to touch them directly. She looked around and saw that there were only two doors in the studio, the one she came in and the one on the side. Inside sat a pale old man in a loose robe, holding a mortar and pestle in his hands, grinding paint.

This is Changsun's Fu - Lu Ning never expected that someone she hadn't seen in the prison would see here, "human portrait", he used some kind of secret technique to paint him on the canvas with living people as raw materials, because of this Ren is a wandering painter, and no one knew about it at the beginning. It was not discovered and arrested until the number of missing people was too large.

But this person should not appear here. Changsun Fu is a very paranoid criminal. He should not have the conditions to commit crimes in such a luxurious studio in his life. According to the only records, he only needs his own skills. Because of this, most of the time the crime locations chosen are shabby.

This is not a single memory, but a fusion of different memories... just like the weird things before.

Changsun Fu raised his head: "After I have painted the portrait of the owner here, it will be your turn next."

"I do not think so."

Lu Ning raised the gun without hesitation, and smashed Changsun Fu's head before he was startled.

This might be Rang's memory of her own death. Lu Ning is not sure, but she doesn't think Rang who has fused the treasure will be easily killed by a criminal without even a trace of resistance.

When she left the studio, she finally saw the soft lighting and the sofa.This is the rest room. She felt a dull pain on her forehead, and she didn't know how long she had been here.When sitting on the sofa, even the body feels tired.

"This place can really wear down people's will...and so far I haven't found any information related to the king..." Lu Ning raised her head and looked at the face on the ceiling, "Can't you give me some hints?"

"Sorry, I can't help you."

"Forget it... I guess my current state is not too different from suffering from a chronic illness." Lu Ning took out her old chapter, "Although it can help us maintain our sanity, if this continues... it won't last long, right? .”

Just then she saw that Tatiev's face opened its mouth as if screaming, but no sound came out.Lu Ning immediately jumped up, isn't this a lounge?But obviously there is the existence of the end of the memory network——

Boo!

From the seven orifices of that human face, golden flames spewed out, and the flames quickly began to spread to the surroundings, quickly clearing away the gloomy atmosphere and rotten feeling around, Lu Ning even felt unprecedented warmth, obviously so In a dangerous situation, she could actually feel a bit of peace of mind, even refreshing her tired spirit.

At this time, the witnesses of the crown ceremony were laughing wildly!

"Hahaha! I have never seen such stupid behavior! Are you trying to kill yourself? Maybe it would be more enjoyable to shoot yourself in the neck!"

Yan Rong has already extended the red net on his body down to the ground, and the treasure condensed by memory is what this place has longed for. Even though the red net is covered with golden flames, the ever-growing blood-red nerves are desperately spreading towards the red net Come over and connect with it.

"Difficult to deal with..." Yan Rong squeezed out two words from between his teeth.

"That is the memory that has been accumulated for countless times here. It is old but stubborn. Do you really think that the shell you have just condensed can withstand the scraping of the years? What a pity, finally came a person who carried the memory of a witness." People, but you are an idiot." The witness of the crown ceremony shook his head.

Yan Rong has no time to refute him, all her attention is in the spiritual and physical battle with the complicated memory fragments coming from below, the part burned by the golden flame is her victory, and the part that was extinguished by a large number of nerves It is her lost memory.

But it was precisely because of this contact that she saw her teammates, saw Lan Tu and the others, and she finally knew where they were. Although they were not in good condition, it was not too late.

"Then try it!"

The flames rolled violently and gathered on Yan Rong's long spear. She grasped the flame storm that extended to nearly five meters in length with both hands, jumped up, and rushed straight towards the eyeball and nerve woven net.

The bottomless dark abyss may be illuminated for the first time since its birth.

(End of this chapter)