Chapter 30 Stone Carving
Although he said that he could still walk, he didn't walk for long, and Tesla was already tired and out of breath.
With the unremitting efforts of the three of them, they finally got closer and closer to the lighthouse, and they could be regarded as having some hope.
The wind blew again, rolling up the snow and tumbling.
The physical strength was already overdrawn, and the invasion of wind and snow was completely unable to walk.
It was like a weed in the wind, and Wang Feng slipped as if he had stepped on something, and fell directly to the ground.
"Are you alright?"
Wang Feng shook his hand: "It's okay...... I don't know what I've stepped on. ”
He turned his head to look over, revealing a black face where he had just stepped on.
Wang Feng was taken aback, and when he came to his senses, he realized that it was just a stone sculpture.
"There's a stone carving here......" he quickly climbed over and swept away all the snow from it.
A woman's torso was lying there, and her body was about two meters long, and it was carved very finely like a photograph.
The only thing that disturbed them was the woman's eyes, which didn't seem to feel anything at a cursory glance, but if you leaned forward and looked closely, you could see that they were made up of tiny tentacles.
"Why does this stone sculpture become more and more weird the more I look at it? And there seems to be something wrong with her eyes...... It's a little cautious. ”
Tesla leaned over and stretched out his hand to pull Wang Feng up.
"I also feel a little cautious...... Her eyes are made up of tentacles......"
In addition to the women, there are countless villains kneeling down on the carvings on this stone slab, but the proportion of this woman is much larger than that of those villains.
"This woman is supposed to be the god of those people...... This should be the time for a matriarchal society. Tesla took off the mask, thanked him for observing the stone carving, he still has some knowledge in this regard: "The history is very long...... If I'm not mistaken, there was a civilization here that fell for some unknown reason...... Otherwise, I wouldn't have put such a noble slate here. ”
Wang Feng looked at the lighthouse: "That lighthouse should be their masterpiece......
Tesla looked up
Rays to the sky: "And the civilization is very developed...... The technology that can control this spiral light is not yet at the disposal of human beings, at least hundreds of years ahead of us. ”
They watched for a while, then continued on to the lighthouse, eating something halfway through, but it was fine not to eat, and after eating they were chills.
At this moment, Henry Bacon had been half-open, not knowing what he was looking at, and he was saying something unbelievable in his mouth.
Wang Feng only felt that he was frozen and delirious, while Tesla had a bad premonition.
At dawn, the lights of the lighthouse stopped abruptly, and they came near the lighthouse, the fog was heavier than at night, and the people were exhausted and sore.
Wang Feng hurriedly quickened his pace, and then opened the door of the lighthouse, which was much warmer than the outside, and a spiral staircase connected to the central wall slowly ascended as if there was no end.
Tesla put Henry Bacon on the ground and then quickly closed the door.
"I'll go up there and have a look......" Wang Feng was afraid that there would be danger, so he wanted to go up there to see the situation, and after talking to Tesla, he went straight up the stairs.
The stone slabs of these staircases were carved with various words, as if begging for something, and in the cramped and closed room, Wang Feng felt extremely heavy with every step he took.
And this heaviness made him feel very depressed, even suffocating.
The smell of burnt protein gradually began to fill the air, and there were many spiral patterns on the walls, like eyes, staring at him.
This depression slowly turned into fear, and the smell of burnt protein became stronger and stronger.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, several charred corpses appeared in front of him, screaming in pain and assuming unbelievable poses.
"These aren't human ......" Wang Feng looked at the charred corpses, feeling a little strange, because they also had an eye on their heads.
Although it has been carbonized, the scene at that time seems to be close in front of you.
He quickly looked his gaze away, and then slowly walked up, the higher he went, the more corpses appeared, and some of them even merged with the wall.
They all looked like they were in pain, and it was as if they were in hell in this confined space.
Wang Feng kept resisting in his heart, he didn't want to go any further, the more he went up, the more this miserable situation made him feel a little cold, a chill spread from his spine to his brain, and then spread out and filled his whole body.
But his body involuntarily moved forward, his brain could not control it at all, and now he has lost control of his body, and his brain is like an accessory.
The smell of burnt protein directly turned into an indescribable stench, and this step seemed to have no end, it was still extending upward, and the fear in Wang Feng's heart doubled with each step.
His whole body was trembling involuntarily, but he didn't listen to the call, and he knew what he should do now, but he was also curious about what was on the lighthouse? And what caused this scene?
The swirls on the walls were getting deeper and deeper, and not only that, but also beginning to blur, and some parts of the lighthouse walls had begun to fall off, and you could even see through the structure inside the walls.
Suddenly there was a sudden brightness around him, and he had reached the top of the lighthouse.
The glass on the skylight was obscured by countless vines, and in the center was a huge spherical substance, which was a bit like a human eyeball, but densely covered with spiral ripples.
"Is that where the lights come from?"
Wang Feng looked at the thing, feeling that he was staring at himself, so he quickly turned his head to look elsewhere, there was some black substance on the glass, but he could still see the scene outside.
When he looked at it, he felt a little lost in his heart, because all around him was snow, and there was nothing else, except for the snow, which was still snow.
And this lighthouse seems particularly lonely.
"Is this really a place of silence?"
Wang Feng even had some suspicions that he had come to the wrong place.
Suddenly, the surrounding scene began to distort...... His head began to ache, too, and the sound of electricity was constantly heard in his ears, mixed with the roar of a man.
He sat down on the ground with his legs limp, and when he looked up, the slender ghost figure that had been there appeared in front of him again.