Behind the deep and quiet tunnels of the factory, the deepest part is still enveloped by the towering buildings of the factory, but it is like a unique castle. No matter what purpose or identity people from elsewhere have, they can only rush forward from this path under Hou Cunxin's feet, which looks like a suspension bridge built for a moat, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will be smashed to pieces by the suspension bridge.

Hou Cunxin looked at the magnificent architectural features of this underground world, and he couldn't help but think of his favorite fantasy in his childhood memory, when he lost his mother and sister, most of the time was those fantasies of princes, knights, or princesses and dwarves accompanied him. Now it seems that this place is really exactly like the palace he had envisioned to make.

He continued to gallop forward, at first he was a little worried about whether the ice darkness behind him would catch up indiscriminately and fight indiscriminately, but then he realized that he really should trust everyone as a companion, yes, as long as he decided that the ice darkness could not defeat Tsukihisa.

Moving forward, the light here is even darker, and between the lamps you can clearly see that the corridor has become spacious, and many sculptures have been added to the sides of the front corridor. These sculptures make various poses from materials of indescribable material, and their taller than human bodies make Hou Cunxin wonder if these sculptures are human. Absurdity is the first thing that comes to mind when humans see the sculpture, because their movements and demeanor are so ghostly that they look like a group of crazy people doing something of their own consciousness.

"What the hell is this?" Even Hou Cunxin had to wonder why these things were arranged here, or if someone had to make this place like this. In order to avoid any other troubles entangled with him, Hou Cunxin fled faster than usual, which brought uneasiness here. It's better to let him speed up the pace and solve the problem.

Suddenly, the light lit up, and it seemed to be around the corner in front of it, but it was not, and Hou Cunxintong's visual observation gradually eliminated a large amount of misleading information.

Ten minutes later. Hou Cunxin reached the brightest part of the passage, where the blue-purple light shone so brightly that it was impossible to look at it directly. After getting used to the light in the air, Hou Cunxin found that this was a T-shaped intersection, with smaller passages on the left and right sides, and he immediately found that he could not walk on either side.

The pipes on the left and right sides are very small, and only half of the people can move forward. And the distance of extending ten steps to both sides has already appeared layers of guardrails to intercept the way, so this must not be the way out. Hou Cunxin, who was standing in place, raised his head by chance. However, it turned out that there was another snorkel upward, which was larger than the left and right sides, and the light seemed to come from here.

It didn't take much effort and effort to climb up, and Hou Cunxin realized that the light was not very bright, and it was just about the same as the outside, but he had been running in the depths and had forgotten the brightness. The position that climbs up is a cylindrical upright space. The bottom of the cylinder is no more than forty meters in diameter, but at a height of one meter above the very center, there is a ball of light with a diameter of six meters.

Its glow is soft and vigilant, making it feel like a living thing. If Hou Cunxin is not wrong, then this is the goal itself, the core of truth.

"It's such a thing, it looks like it's going to have to be ruined." Hou Cunxin pulled out his sword, but the sword that also shone with light looked much dimmer in the face of the true core, and the contrast in strength was too much worse. Hou Cunxin thought for a while, and then tried to attach the power of his whole body to the sword, so that his Fulong sword became as bright as if it was enchanted with a real dragon.

Even now, Hou Cunxin did not hesitate or pause at all, he walked away with his sword, and at the moment of approaching, another sword slashed up, and the space shook after a loud ping pong sound, but there was no crack. What made Hou Cunxin unbearable was that the effect of all his efforts was only this shock, and there were not even some superfluous phenomena in other aspects, and he was really defeated by the fragments of his thinking desire.

"Can't destroy it!!" A voice came from nowhere, and Hou Cunxin didn't find this weak but firm cry for a while, sounding like a dying person crushed under the rubble of an earthquake. However, from the sound quality, Hou Cunxin first ruled out the possibility of unrelated human beings, and the people here must not have the possibility of hostages anymore, although they may not know what this big ball of light means.

The object who wanted to be carefully guarded crawled out of a small groove directly below the ball of light that was not easy to find, if it weren't for his quick eyes, Hou Cunxin was almost so startled by him that he swung his sword and slashed over, now Hou Cunxin calmed down a little, to see what this zombie-like Cunzài could do or what he wanted to say.

"Why can't I wait, what are you?" Hou Cunxin shouted so loudly because he had gradually crawled to his feet, his body was skinny and had no center of gravity, as if he was falling down as soon as the wind blew. However, the distinctive inverted pentagram on his forehead and the huge demonic horns illustrate it.

This person is a demon, Hou Cunxin's vigilance has been raised to a new level, he is waiting for the demon to make a move, or at least do something he wants. However, this demon didn't do anything, seeing his gray beard and hair, Hou Cunxin felt that this guy was not as dangerous as he imagined, such a demon was already old even according to the demon's own habits.

"No," the old demon said to himself, he had said it more than once, but it was also due to his own cunning. This demon was none other than Mo Lin, the deputy general of the 11th team of the 13th Army of the Royal Forest, who had been assigned to cooperate with the Fallen to develop this artifact, but the power of the True Core was so powerful that it consumed his own life.

The years have collapsed out of the core of truth, and the illusions that have been eroded over the years have also eroded the researcher Morin, but this does not make him give up, just when he is about to succeed, this masked hairy boy is actually let in, this is the biggest destruction, and he must be stopped by all means.

"It's about to be" Mo Wen, who muttered quietly, wanted to slowly approach Hou Cunxin, but he realized that during the time he stayed here to study, his thinking desire was almost drained, and time seemed to have increased his strength, and Mo Lin was consumed cleanly earlier, and the old demon in his old age had no strength to assassinate Hou Cunxin at all.

And there is no turning back halfway, the most terrible thing is that his intentions have been discovered by Hou Cunxin, this young masked warrior did not hesitate, just stabbed the key point with just a sword, and killed the officer of the thirteenth army of the Royal Forest, if this matter was known to Alex or Bessac, but I don't know what kind of shame it would make them laugh.

The old demon let out a long wail, and his body slumped backwards, only a few twitches of his misshapen toes and no longer moved. Now Hou Cunxin once again calmed down and swung his blade to slash at the core of truth, but this time a new picture appeared in the core of truth.

This picture comes from the fantasy of the comer, but it is extremely real, and what makes Hou Cunxin unable to grasp the most is that there is a picture of his mother in the fantasy. The picture of that year was made to bloom under the white light source, and it looked quite fresh. There stood Virgil, past Virgil, who seemed to be waiting for Hou Cunxin's mother to finish that fateful sentence.

Now Hou Cunxin suddenly wondered why he provoked his mother, his mother hated him, why was this? Following Virgil away was not at all unwilling and deceived. Could it be that the reason lies with himself from the beginning? But no, it won't be after that to go to the other world and become a mask, which will make my mother hate me deeply at that time?

The only person in this world who was actually told by his biological mother that it was better to die was Hou Cunxin, and after thinking about it, he decided not to destroy the core of Miè's truth first, maybe this thing could help him know the so-called truth. Although he promised gast not to find out the so-called truth before the end of the first qiē, there must be something to hide from him now, and he just needs to secretly find out, and then pretend not to know.

This desire is the core of reality, that is, the part outside of GAST's current control, and perhaps because of this, Hou Cunxin can see that GAST can't control the prophetic preconception. Thinking of this, Hou Cunxin continued to lean his face over there, this sphere is very warm and not hostile at all, it seems that this is not as dangerous as the Kamen Legion said, could it be that gast has always used this to peep at all humans?

In the picture, Hou Cunxin sees the process of her mother leaving her, sees her mother and Virgil leave, leaving him alone, and sees the scene when her sister disappears a few days later

Wait, after my mother left home, there seemed to be something in the house, that thing was wearing a black robe, and it was indeed a figure, but the huge figure was not discovered by Hou Cunxin. This figure appeared just after his mother and Virgil left, and he had been standing beside the young Hou Cunxin for a long time before leaving, and he didn't look like he was being discovered by Hou Cunxin at all.

Hou Cunxin, a young man outside here, recalled that thought, but he also didn't remember that such a guy appeared at home in his memory, this guy must be related to the other world, otherwise there was no reason why he didn't see him (or her). Hou Cunxin continued to look for information about this figure, but the screen, which was like a notebook that could be clicked at any time, did not respond to the person, and the person still stood there, as if he did not belong there at all.

Hou Cunxin still couldn't watch the man freely and waited for her to be a woman, and as she walked, her long blood-red hair was slightly exposed from the hood, and then it was carefully covered.