Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Last Garden of the Gods
Cheng Zijin and Carlos were very smart not to ask each other what they had gotten, and stood in front of the last door and thought for a long time.
has reached this point, there is no way back, Cheng Zijin gritted his teeth and pushed open the door.
There is no white light transmission, no special scenes.
Behind the door is a bedroom that looks ordinary.
Huge beds, huge floor-to-ceiling windows, dressers, chaise longues, and even fresh fruit on the table, as if hanging with dewdrops.
"This. Cheng Zijin said a word, and then he couldn't say it again.
The originally empty room gradually appeared as a figure of a person, as if the shadow had slowly changed from blur to substance.
The girl in tulle stayed quietly in the room, sitting opposite the floor-to-ceiling window, with her back to the two, and as the shadows gradually became clearer, the gauze skirt seemed to make a rustling sound as it swayed in the air.
The two glanced at each other, walked over from the side, a pure girl who only made people feel that they wanted to worship at a glance, although with a smile, but the sadness in her eyes made all those who watched heartache, and hated to bear those sorrows instead of her.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, there was nothing, the girl looked at it blankly, this kind of stupidity is not like the monster in the Colosseum, no intelligence, dumbfounded, but a kind of thoughts flying, although not focused, but the eyes are focused.
"I don't know who you are or how you got in, the world may be falling apart, and you may be my last guest. The girl seemed to come back to her senses suddenly, but still looked out the window, and without looking back, she spoke.
As soon as the girl spoke, Cheng Zijin and Carlos' first reaction was to retreat and retreat to the door, but the girl was still sitting like that, and there was no change around her.
"I have no malice, the disappearance of this world is my fate, and your arrival is also my fate, I don't know what has become of the outside, and I don't know how many people in the mortal world still remember me, I am the god of youth, Heber, I have guarded this world until now, I just don't want the gods who once glorified through the ages to be wiped out in the long river of time like mortals. ”
Cheng Zijin didn't know what language the girl who called herself Heber spoke, but he naturally understood her words.
"This world is the last garden of gods left in the world after the fall of the gods, thank you for coming, and help me to bloom the flowers of life, let my last words be heard, this world will soon dissipate, I can't leave anything too much for you, there is a book on the table, which records all the secrets of the age of the gods, other than that, only my blessing, maybe you have been rewarded in the Colosseum, but that is not mine, I hope you will go well in the future, you can explore the mysteries of the world. ”
As the words fell, Cheng Zijin and Carlos both fell into deep thought, and the girl who called herself Heber looked back and smiled slightly, as if this smile had traveled through countless time and space, and finally met the eyes of the two.
With Heber's smile, Cheng Zijin had the illusion that all the flowers in the world bloomed in an instant, but unfortunately, the moment the flowers bloomed, in Heber's complex eyes, it was like a burst of fragrance, drifting away with the wind.
As Heber dissipated, a green light flashed on the table, and a book in thick cowhide appeared.
"Mr. Carlos, may I take a look at it, and then you can bring it back to the Holy See. Cheng Zijin said.
"Okay. Carlos understood Cheng Zijin's worries and his desires, and involuntarily persuaded him again. "Cheng, you join the Holy See, all of this, you can refer to it. ”
"I'll think about it again. Cheng Zijin smiled bitterly.
Cheng Zijin understands the constraints of going it alone, but the Holy See really doesn't match his own ideas. Maybe in the future, after reaching a certain level, things like ideas can be accommodated, but it's difficult now.
Cheng Zijin went over, picked up the book, and started to read, it was no different from an ordinary cowhide book, and the weight was also comparable.
When I opened the book, it was empty, not a word, and there was no response to the input ability.
Carlos watched Cheng Zijin's movements from the side, and also tried it, but it didn't matter either.
"It should be that we didn't find a way, otherwise, we wouldn't have given a book that we couldn't read for no reason. Cheng Zijin said.
"I'll go back and look through the Holy See's collection to see if there's any other way, and I promise you that when I find a way, I'll teach you, and I'll ask you to come and see it. Carlos solemnly promised.
"Thank you, Mr. Carlos. "This thank you is from the bottom of my heart.
"Then let's go out, if Heber's words are true, then we have obtained the most precious things in this world, as long as we find our way back. Carlos picked up the book and put it away, looked around, and discussed it with Cheng Zijin.
"We'll go to the end and see, anyway, there should be hints on the way out. Cheng Zijin had no clue about going out, and could only hope to find a hint at the end.
Carlos nodded, and the two of them adjusted their states, and finally, walked out of the corridor and came to the last place.
It was a large hall, almost entirely glassed, with a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror on one wall, and what seemed to be the garden where the two had entered.
"Shouldn't the garden be behind us according to our route?" Cheng Zijin said with some uncertainty.
"After all, this is not the outside world, the uncertainty of space and time is understandable, and the redefinition of left and right is also a manifestation of power. Carlos explained.
Since Cheng Zijin couldn't explain it himself, he put it in his heart for the time being, and then carefully observed the garden.
Three pavilions, one has just been formed, one is being devoured, and one pavilion has a faint light on the ground in the middle.
"The light on the floor of that pavilion seems to be composed of many lines, is it just the magic circle left?" Cheng Zijin asked, pointing to a pavilion.
"Possibly, Cheng, do you see, is the farthest forest withering?" Carlos squinted, looking into the distance, the originally green woods, as if suddenly hit a cold snap, the leaves slowly faded green, turned golden, gradually, and the leaves began to fall.
The signs of withering were slow, but they could be seen to be approaching.
"Let's go, maybe Heber's departure has completely collapsed the world, go to the pavilion first, if you don't understand it wrong, Heber has no malicious intentions. Carlos explained to Cheng Zijin as he stepped back.
Cheng Zijin also followed, and soon went down to the first floor, and out of the hall, the signs of withering had crossed the creek and were eroding the lawn.
Having identified the direction, he was about to run towards the glowing pavilion, and stepped on the garden, and Cheng Zijin was blessed to the heart, and felt that the stones on the ground were not right, and no matter what, he bent down and took five or six and put them in his arms.
At this moment, because the new pavilion had been built and the paths on the ground had all been put in place, the two of them pointed to the direction and arrived at the pavilion without the slightest obstruction.
Standing in the pavilion, I realized that there was indeed a magic circle under my feet, but there was a small hole in the middle.
"I'll try. Cheng Zijin didn't know what to think, so he took out a stone from the ground and placed it in the middle of the circle.
With a hum, the stone shattered, leaking out the magnificent tears of the volcano goddess inside, and the green light flashed, and when it reappeared, it was already back to the volcano.
"So, from the beginning, Heber left the key out, and I suspect that the black hole may not be fatal, but just a means of self-protection. Carlos looked at Cheng Zijin with a responsible face.
Cheng Zijin nodded.
"Mr. Carlos, I have a few more stones here, two for you. ”
"No, I've got what I wanted, Cheng, let's go back. If you have time, you can come to the Holy See as a guest, just the kind of friend. ”
"Yes, sir. ”