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"Execution? Over here? Billy looked back and forth, and the already deep metallic landscape almost melted into one in the dim vision, and the visibility was less than twenty meters. This place doesn't look like a place of execution, it's just a section of the passage, maybe the doomsday truth or some organization before the doomsday truth escorted people in, and there was an accident when they arrived here, so they killed people here, that makes sense, but what Mae meant was that they specifically executed prisoners here.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a special execution chamber.

However, although Mae's description is not vivid, her cold tone and gloomy environment seem to let people witness those tragic scenes with their own eyes. The ferocity and indifference of the executioners, the desperation and fear of the slaughterers, produce a disgusting smell that remains on the mottled metal that even time cannot completely wash away.

"There must be something we didn't notice." Mae said.

"Are you still using it?" I asked.

"No, it shouldn't have been used for a long time." Mae thought for a moment and said.

I tried to look for footprints on the ground that might be a zài.

"Should we stay here?" Billy said he seemed to be asking me and Mae for advice.

"I have a feeling that this is the end of the channel degradation." I say

"That is, this place is a dividing line?"

I didn't answer, I just took out the gray stone to replenish my energy.

Billy pinched his chin and thought for a moment and said, "It's good to take a break." To be honest, I'm really curious about what the hell is hiding here. ”

"Maybe nothing. Just in vain. I said, "Contact i and see how they're doing." ”

Billy answered, and stepped aside to contact Team I. After a while, he came over and said to me that Team I was moving according to plan, and so far it had been a good thing.

Mae walked to the wall and suddenly scraped the soles of his shoes. She seemed to have found something and beckoned us over. She pointed to the place, the light was too faint, and it was so close to the corner of the wall that if she didn't open her eyes wide, she really couldn't see it.

There were letters carved crookedly, and there was a pattern that I couldn't tell what it was, like a gear, and a cross in the middle, like the sign of some kind of religion.

"What is written?" Billy asked, the letters weren't in English. It seems that the victims left behind, and they seem to be hurried and frightened, but they leave something behind, maybe a last word.

"It's German, there are a lot of places missing, to the effect that it describes the ...... of the Apocalypse," Mae said, not expecting her to understand German, "This location seems to have been an altar at one time, and a sect sealed the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, where blood sacrifices were performed to appease their anger." Their actions hindered the mission of the Four Horsemen and were blasphemy against the gods. The sacrificed person repents before he dies. ”

"Apocalypse?"

"I know, Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. It is said that at the end of the world, the Lamb will break the seven seals of the scroll and summon the knights on four horses, white, red, black, and gray, to bring plague, war, famine, and death to mankind for the final judgment. "After returning from the apocalyptic vision, I looked up a lot of literature about the mythological apocalypse.

"Seal the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse? Over here? That is, they think that the Four Horsemen have been summoned? Billy must be familiar with this allusion, so he thinks it's ridiculous, "It's the delusion of some crazy guy, if the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse had appeared in the past, this world would not be what it is now." I don't think anyone can seal the Four Horsemen, their appearance represents the defeat of humanity. And...... There doesn't seem to be enough text here to convey such a detailed meaning. ”

"I guess." Mae said.

Billyton and I looked at each other.

At that moment, there was a vibration on the ground, and a slight metal thump jumped like a piano. This subtle change made us all stop what we were doing. The vibrations grew stronger and stronger, as if the passage were in an earthquake zone, rust fell from the walls and ceilings, and the metal crashing became louder and louder.

The air becomes warm unconsciously, and this heat also starts from the soles of the feet, and the temperature gets higher and higher.

"Let's go!" Billy shouted, and we tried to run forward, but there was a strange sight in front of us. Driven by a certain force, the falling rust is suspended, and then absorbed by a rotating suction force from the front, and the dense suspended matter outlines a spiral-like trajectory concentrated at a certain point in front of it.

The point expanded rapidly, forming a large door in the blink of an eye, cutting off the passage.

I pulled the trigger from the trunk and fired two small rockets. The rocket plunged headlong into the gate, and it was more figuratively swallowed by the gate that was not strong, but was like quicksand. The next moment, the shock wave and fireworks from the explosion only made the gate bulge for a moment, and it was completely digested.

"Stand back, get out of here!"

We all started running in the direction we had come, but as before, less than ten meters after we had run, an iron fence fell down to block the way.

That's right, not metal walls, but iron fences, quite in keeping with the gloomy style here, also rusty. The traps also degraded along with the passage.

Billy pulled out his dogleg knife and slashed at the fence, the fence didn't move, but there was a "cluck" somewhere, confused by the chaotic and massive metal crash, almost inaudible.

"Get out of there, Billy!" By the time I sensed the danger and shouted a warning, Billy was already lying on the ground. In front of him, more than a dozen holes appeared in the walls on either side of him, and a row of arrows rained down, staggered with each other, and nailed to the wall on the other side.

"Below." Mae's voice came from behind him.

Swift sweep.

Build a high-speed loop of turnaround between me and Billy.

When I dragged Billy back, rows of spikes were slowly rising from the ground where he had been.

Billy and I broke away from the high-speed world, but Mae grabbed us by the collar and dragged us back.

"Don't stop, it's full of traps!"

Another rain of arrows fell overhead. I launched the sweep again, framing a swirling corridor with the space of the entire passage.

Running through the high-speed promenade, we triggered almost all the traps. For most people, these traps may not have a blind spot, but by moving at high speeds, you can grasp the time difference between the time before and after the trap is launched, and you can pass by the slow-flying killing weapon in the air.

When I stopped again, I was back where I had not yet retreated, and the ten-meter-long passage ahead was like a mouthpiece full of sharp teeth, hideous and sinister. After a few seconds, the devouring fangs gradually retracted into the wall, turning into harmless appearances of humans and animals.

Before we could catch our breath, the ground suddenly burst into a blazing light, and the sinuous light formed a cracked surface. The cracks finally peeled off piece by piece, and the ensuing greater light pushed our shadows onto the passage. We couldn't take our eyes off the changes in the soles of our feet, and suddenly found that after all the cracks were peeled away, we were actually standing on a huge iron net.

Beneath the mesh, there was a cavity at least 100 meters deep, and huge geared machinery, turning in the molten and blazing flames, made a clanging sound.

The gears were exactly the same as the logo carved by the victim. The outside is the tooth, and in the middle is a cross. The giant tongue of the flame kept licking at the gears, but the gears that looked as old as the passage did not melt, and the mottled rust on the body gave off a strange brilliance, as if showing off its own scars.

Beneath the flames, a river of lava flowed, emitting a crimson glow that made it impossible to look at directly.

"It's ...... What the hell. Billy was dumbfounded. I was also in disbelief for a moment that this place could have such a large scale of scenery and lava.

"Is this location an extinct volcano?"

The trap has been lifted, but we are not in a good position at this time. There was no attack for the time being, but the road in front and behind was blocked, and there was only a barbed wire fence that didn't look very solid underneath. If you fall into the ground, you will be left with no bones. The rust-strewn gate in front stood quietly, a rudimentary style that exuded an intimidating aura. There is no lock hole in the door, and if you use violence, you may be swallowed like the previous rocket.

In the past, when the passage was intact, we thought that the outside of the passage was full of solid stone and earth, but now that the floor of the passage is barbed wire, we can see the area we are in. It's a huge non-human crater, with rock at both ends, and the tunnel is built like a bridge above the sinkhole, and at the bottom of the sinkhole is the gears and bubbling magma, and we are not in the middle of the tunnel, but behind the gate ten meters in front of us.

I knew I had guessed correctly, that this section of the tunnel was the end, and that the gate leading to Guò would be a completely different place.

Mae's statement was also confirmed, and after the walls could no longer block the view, we saw the rest of the altar. Tubes meander from under their feet to the rock wall, like a huge pattern spreading into the magma, as if there is an unimaginable horror in the depths of the magma, through which these textured pipes draw nutrients.

What are those turning gears for? No one can tell. When and by whom did this monumental facility be built? No one knows. In short, it didn't happen overnight, it was once visited by many people, and now it looks abandoned, but the strange structures are still working, and it seems to be going to work forever.

It's a miracle, Billy muttered to himself.

"What now?" I asked him.

"Go ahead, no matter what, I want to know what the hell is at the end of this place." Billy said, hesitated for a moment, and asked rhetorically, "Do you think the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse are really sealed under this?" ”

"I don't know." I said, "Even if they did, they didn't break free, and that's at least the best news so far." ”

"You're right."

"Doomsday truth has been tinkering with this for so long, and I'm curious what conclusions they've come to." Mae spoke, "Looks like they've given up on this lot. ”

The secret may be hidden behind that door, and I said that, and Billy and Mae followed my gaze on the door that I didn't know what it was.

Mae walked forward suddenly.

"A-Jiang?"

"I'm going to open it."

Billy and I hurriedly caught up. Mae led us all the way closer to the gate before stopping, and there were no more unexpected changes, nor did they attack as expected. The gate, which had been like a living creature before, was now like a real door, without any sound.

"What are you going to do?" Billy asked.

Mae didn't answer, just stretched his hand towards the door. Billy was taken aback and reached out to stop her. He grabbed her wrist, but I grabbed her wrist too. We were at a stalemate in front of the door.

"What are you doing?" Billy said.

"Trust her." I say.

"Are you crazy? As you can see, it ate two detonated rockets, leaving nothing behind! ”

Of course I know, but now Mae is no longer the crazy patient she used to be, she is so sober, she knows what she is doing, she believes she can do it. She is like a perfect porcelain, and I don't want her to stop, it seems that once she stops, the porcelain will break.

"It's okay, let her do what she wants." I said to Billy.

Is this love? This is love, even if one day, this suffocating love will ruin people, but isn't love supposed to be crazy? I really don't think it's because I don't care about Mae, but because I care about her too much. cares that even when she was having a psychotic episode, he didn't try to stop her from living in her own delusions. I want her to do what she thinks she should do, even if it doesn't get good results, but doing what she wants to do is a joy in itself.

I don't have to look at her by my own rules, and I don't let others limit her by their own rules. I let her fly freely, even if one day it will melt in the sun and fall into the deep sea, but isn't flying freely the greatest joy that human beings can have? People will die one day, and how much happiness they have before they die determines the quality of their life. That's my philosophy, my love.

Than stared at me with a look at strangers, and an incredible shake appeared on his face.

"You're all crazy. I ask you, do you really love her? Takakawa, why can you stand the suicide of your loved one? ”

"It's not suicide."

"Well, even if it's not a suicide, it's an adventure, but you and I both know how small the odds are, or do you think the odds of success are high?"

Billy's excitement was beyond my expectations, and I didn't think he would dwell on it. Although he has always helped us integrate into the security bureau as a collective, I have always felt that he is just exercising the accusation of being an introducer, and if Mae and I insist on going our own way, he will definitely not stop him. Billy is a liar who is able to hide his heart very well, and his love is not necessarily real. However, at this moment, he made me feel that his mood did fluctuate violently.

Why? I subconsciously used my amateur knowledge of psychology to speculate on his thoughts and profile his psychology. Perhaps sensing something in my silence, Billy abruptly withdrew his hand and took a defensive step back.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Nothing." I said, I believe there is not a hint of information on my face. Don't let others know what you're thinking, which is also the experience that honor student Takakawa learned in the student union.

"You're lying." Billy glared at me and said word for word, "You're trying to profile me." Don't do that, Raven. Don't peek into other people's hearts, everyone has their own forbidden places. ”

"Okay." I stared at him for a moment and replied.

"I'm not going to stop you, just do whatever you want." He said to me and Mae.

Mae looked at me, and I nodded to her, and her indifferent expression seemed to melt for a moment. Billy he doesn't understand what love is, and I think if he did, he wouldn't be out of control here. I knew he wasn't blaming me, he was blaming himself. There was a time when he had a past, frozen in his memory like a needle, causing the wound to bleed from time to time, and maybe he blamed himself for that injury, but I was different.

Yes, I watched Mae turn around and thought to myself, I was not the same as Billy. As long as Mae never regrets it, then I will never regret it because of her.

Under the gaze of me and Billy, Mae stuck his right hand into the gate as if he had stuck it in sand. The door was squirming and seemed to be chewing, and I guessed out what was going on inside out of thin air, because there was nothing on Mae's face. Billy Xàn was a little nervous and began to pace in place.

After a while, one text after another appeared on the door, almost filling the huge façade. The text is not in English, nor in German. It's Latin, and when Mae said this, he still didn't take out his arm.

She didn't fully translate it to us, but just paraphrased the general meaning:

I saw the Lamb break the seal, and a red horse came out, and the knight took up his authority, threw the ring on the ground, and said in a voice like thunder, "Come!" The people went up bravely, and from then on there was no peace on the earth, and people killed each other.

"There will be a death, there will be a birth, there will be a fall, there will be an ascension, and the miser of life will not be able to open the gates of heaven, but will be rusted." When Mae read out such a passage, I suddenly realized that there were some changes around me.

The passage wasn't quiet, the gears were turning, the magma was boiling, and there was a few more things. These things are hidden in our breathing, hidden in the sound of chaos, hidden in all visible and unseen, unstoppable. When Billy and I turned our heads around, our necks became unleashed, and the slightest turn made a creaking sound, not a crunchy of bones, but more like the grinding of metal.

I saw a parched, purplish-red color on the skin on Billy's neck, like rust spots that were rapidly spreading to his body under his neck.

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