It's as if you've seen the scene of the Hell Church's sacrifice.

Appalling.

In the vast space behind the door, everything that could be touched, walls, ceilings, floors, countless twisted marks smeared in the color of blood everywhere......

It's like a mural painted in a time of madness, or something written in despair with the last glimmer of hope......

But it's hard to discern what is written.

All handwriting has been distorted.

Only the sound of auditory hallucinations of laughter lingered around, eerie.

Huai Shi clenched the hated water and looked around, even if he had discovered the existence of air outside through the detection equipment, he still did not dare to remove the heavy defense.

Is all this an illusion or what?

He couldn't tell.

But Garandion was right—as the farthest location from the central engine outflow layer, the Kingdom Gate was the safest place.

Everybody knows.

Including the alchemist on Helios.

That's why they chose to flee...... Escaped to this farthest place from the nightmare.

It's a pity that there are still only nightmares on the edge of nightmares.

The ground was full of messes, as if a dozen beggars had lived here for a long time, and old clothes, garbage and even excrement were everywhere.

And corpses.

The body of the deceased.

Huai Shi could only glance at it hastily and then stopped looking.

It's too weird, some have turned into dry bones, some are still lifelike, perfectly preserving every part of their appearance before death, and some simply have both. Some have become seedbeds for plants, while others are completely petrified.

The only thing that is the same is the ...... on those distorted faces and the corners of their mouths Grin.

A smile from the heart.

It's as if empathy can understand their happiness.

But his eyes were cracked, scarlet, and had already dried up, and there were still traces of blood and tears, and the pain had already turned into substance.

Gain's joy in the world is gone.

Long before death, the souls of these survivors were torn apart by unspeakable joy and sorrow.

Without exception, madness to death.

Huai Shi held the hatred water in his hand, picked up the precious materials and border relics on the ground, looked through them one by one, looking for the remaining clues, and looked around with a heartfelt puzzlement.

"Can't think so?"

He scratched his head through his helmet, "Could it be that someone in Helios organized a group to watch "Beast Lady Zoo"?"

Or is it two seasons in a row, and you can't sleep until you finish watching it?

Isn't that a bit too cruel?

It's a pity that no one seems to understand the jokes used to adjust the atmosphere.

In the stiff atmosphere, everyone looked cold, full of vigilance and caution, took out all kinds of defensive tools and relics, and carefully searched the surrounding situation.

However, the alchemists from the Stone Cauldron Society were like thoughtless and ignorant machines, witnessing such a scene, without the slightest waver.

After the initial reconnaissance, he quickly removed the standard flamethrower from the back, skillfully filled it with a block of melt, and pulled the trigger towards the wreckage everywhere.

Then, the turquoise tongues of fire erupted like living creatures, following the will of the user, slowly swaying, burning everything in its path.

Decomposes into the last dust.

Rachel reacted slowly, almost swept away by the flames, and hurriedly threw down the border relic he had just picked up and hid aside.

But he didn't dare to say anything, just scolded vaguely.

Soon, the Thai half of the garbage and wreckage in the hall had been burned out.

At this moment, Valery, the Russian alchemist who had explored the edge of the hall with a bronze staff, suddenly exclaimed, attracting everyone's attention.

"Survivor!"

Valery shouted on the public channel: "And the survivors ......"

Everyone paused for a moment, and looked at the hill of boxes stacked together.

Valery raised the copper staff in his hand and tapped the floor lightly, and suddenly there was a dull sound from the ruins of the boxes piled up in the distance.

Huai Shi is keenly aware of the process.

Like his own extreme intention, it is to rely on matter to transmit the impact force, and the power of the battering ram is pinned on a small knock, transmitted to the distance, and completely crushes that layer of slimy camouflage.

Then, everyone saw the back of that rickety.

Shirtless, the thin man was sitting in a miserable blood.

His hair had been rudely ripped naked, and only a few of them were still sticking to his swollen scalp, stained and foul-smelling, and he hadn't taken a shower for an unknown amount of time.

On his body and feet, and even around him, there were layers of terrifying secret instruments smeared with blood.

At this moment, he numbly tore the blood scabs on his body, and his fingers were dipped in dried blood, mending the faded and peeling marks on his body over and over again.

Muttering to himself.

Unaware of the presence of the intruders around them.

It's just chanting to himself, enclosing himself in the secret ritual.

But what is even more striking is the equipment that is almost all over his body.

Necklaces, jewelry, neck rings, earrings, blood-stained amulets on belts, and even various ornaments wrapped around the body with tape.

Huai Shi was almost blinded by the essentia fluctuations in it.

Resisting the urge to breathe in the air, I suddenly wanted to fuck him......

That's all border relics!

That guy is covered in at least hundreds of border relics!

And it's not a cheap product produced in the assembly line of a workshop, but a boutique that is really made by alchemists.

Among them, there are many rare items in the top 100 on the list of relics.

Just by a quick glance, Huai Shi recognized a lot of good things that were priceless and unmarketable—the Blessing Blockade, the Stove Fire Charcoal Crystal, the Gaia Knot, and the Blood Oath Blue Eyes......

The precious relics that should have been cherished and stored close to the body, or displayed in the heavily guarded shop windows, are now densely packed and hung on the body of a madman.

Are all the people of Helios so rich?

But it can be clearly seen that there are several styles alone, and the ages are completely different, and some of them are used to different degrees.

The one-time Gaia knot is infused with the blood of the alchemist, and the maker himself is limited, and it will only have an effect within a month. Bounce the curse and bless the soul.

It is absolutely impossible to be from the same source......

Thinking of the mess of corpses around us, it's not hard to see where these things come from.

After a fierce battle, the last survivor survived.

But I'm afraid...... It doesn't make any sense anymore.

As the other explorers watched vigilantly, the pendulum used for detection vibrated wildly, glowing with fluorescence, pointing to the location of the back.

And he, still immersed in fanatical writing, held something in his other hand and hid it in his arms, like swaddling clothes.

He was chanting something intently and numbly.

The words were too vague, and Huai Shi had never learned them, so he could only distinguish them from the scribbled Devanagari characters on the ground, but he knew nothing else.

I can only hear a few nouns piecemeal.

'Indra', 'Enma', 'Varuna', 'Suriya'......

It was the god inherited by the Tianzhu lineage, calling for the power of the gods of the past to protect it, but he didn't perceive any mysterious mantra at all, at best, he was just chanting the scriptures.

In pious prayer, the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, who can lend a helping hand to the survivors in desperate situations.

Who can save him from the sea of suffering.

But there is no reaction to the rescuers behind him.

Garandion's disciple polished the oil lamp again, but this time, for some reason, the fire from it was quickly extinguished.

It's like there's no signal after moving away from the base station.

No advice was available.

For a moment, everyone fell into an eerie silence.

"There's no help. Izzy shrugged and shook his head, taking off his helmet and shaking the ashes of his cigarette without paying attention, "Which kind person should give him a good time." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Huai Shi.

And Huai Shi is looking up at the Helios style ceiling overhead.

Well, it's really different from the ceiling in other places, and there is a kind of grace and mystery that is different from other places in the plain and unremarkable, at first glance, it is no different from the ordinary ceiling, and the so-called divine obscurity is such a reason, right?

Anyway, I'll just look at it.

Although he doesn't play many horror games, he has a lot of clouds!

He is too familiar with this drama, and in an inexplicable weird scene, there is an inexplicable person who is doing something good with his back to you, either crying or laughing, always as if he is looking at a very interesting thing that attracts you to want to go to Kang Yikang.

What is it?

It's a plot kill!

It's the opening lightning strike!

Anyway, he definitely doesn't jump into this pit, whoever he loves goes, he just throws his head and spills his blood for the current situation, what kind of life does he sell to the stone kettle?

Seeing that Huai Shi was not moved, and even motionless, several other people glanced at each other.

As if one of Garandion's disciples had said something, one of them stepped forward, carefully erased the ineffective ritual on the ground, raised his hand and shook it in front of the prayer person's eyes, but there was no response.

The pendulum and various detections also detected no anomalies.

In the end, the leader looked at Rachel and said something on the private channel, and Rachel's expression suddenly became reluctant.

He cautiously went up, rolled the man's eyelids, examined the vital parts, and came to the same conclusion as Izzy.

The essentia is depleted, the soul is broken, and there is no salvation.

However, at least it will allow him to exert a little residual heat.

Tell them what's going on here......

Soon, his syringe gun was raised, and a purple-blue potion was injected into the neck of the praying, triggering an unexpected reaction.

The prayer came to an abrupt halt, his eyes whitened violently, and his whole body twitched violently, so frightened that Rachel fell backwards and retreated with his hands and feet.

It was only now that everyone found out that they were being held in their arms by the survivor...... It turned out to be a clock?

That's right, I don't know what bumps and bumps have been experienced, and the brass clock, which has long been dented, is now stained with layers of blood stains, and it is still running.

Make a crisp sound.

Tick, tick, tick......

A hoarse moan remembered.

When the survivor woke up from the nightmare and returned to his last days, the first reaction of the explorers was not surprise, but panicked looking at the clock.

Watching its hour hand move towards the final scale little by little, there were only a few minutes left, and it let out a sharp hiss, and lay on the ground, muttering the names of the gods in his mouth, trying to repair the secret rites on the ground.

But it was too late.

Because the dried blood stains have long since been erased.

In a panic, he frantically got up and rushed to the door with his hands and feet.

Ignoring the deadly cold vacuum outside......

One step, two steps, then he fell to the ground, squirmed a little, and exhausted the last essentia.

Just dead.

Huai Shi hadn't even had time to go up three times before.

People are gone.

In the dead silence, everyone looked at each other, only the sound of the clock running so clearly that it gradually amplified and became deafening, like a loud roar.

It rings in everyone's ears.

It was at that moment, in the dead silence of space, in the ruined Helios workshop, that a meaningless time boundary was ushered in.

- Midnight is coming!

At that moment, the light coming from all directions instantly dissipated without a trace, and was replaced by an indescribable darkness, engulfing everything.

Screams came and went.

“...... Damn, which bastard turned off the lights?"

Huai Shi froze in place, feeling a silt-like chill emerge from her heart, spreading rapidly, bringing irrepressible horror and unprovoked sadness.

Even the puppy of friendship in his arms made a hissing sound.

Despair spread along with the darkness, engulfing all voices.

Soon, in the public channel filled with the sound of electricity, only Rachel's choked sobs remained.

In the darkness, the pharmacist knelt on the ground, wept bitterly, hammered the floor weakly, and asked in a mournful voice:

"So, love is going to disappear, right?"