c_t; It was pitch black, there was no light, just in the absolute darkness of space, and the sound of small footsteps, with an empty echo, came from afar. 【】。 The update is so fast. The sound was faint, but in the dead silence, anyone could hear it clearly, and the even footsteps were slow, but one after another, and every time they stepped on the ground, they made a sound, as if they were close to their ears, and they seemed to be far away at the end of the world. "Step, step, step", step by step, every time you step on the ground, it is like a buckle in people's hearts, which will make those who hear it feel indescribable fears and tremors.

"Squeak", just as the sound of footsteps that seemed to never stop stopped, the sound of the 'door' axis turning replaced the footsteps, filling the dark space. The rust on the shaft of the 'door' was not serious, and the sound was not very loud, but compared to the dead silence and the faint sound of footsteps, it was as shocking as a thunderclap. As the shaft of the 'door' turned, a glimmer of light seeped through the open crack, piercing through the pervasive dead silence and shining into the space.

It seemed to be a large space, and even if the faint light stretched to the end, it could not illuminate the entire surrounding environment, only the people under the light and the ground under his feet. It was a mage wrapped in a black robe, and the beating light floated above his head, hovering around him without any support, and he fell with his steps, and in front of his 'chest', the silver 'colored' base was inlaid with a golden 'color' hourglass, and in the pale green 'color' light, it 'shot' a cold light. ←→x79 The novel netted at his feet, the cyan 'color' stone slab stretched forward, submerged into the darkness, the stone slab was as smooth as a mirror, and there was no 'flower' pattern engraved on it.

Walking in this empty and dark space, even if there is a faint light, it is impossible to determine any reference, as if a creature banished to the endless void, unable to find its direction and unable to feel the movement of space. [There are almost all the books I want to read.,It's much more stable and faster than the general station.,There's no ads in the whole text.] Fortunately, there was still ground under his feet, and the blue ground receded with the sound of footsteps. This is the only evidence that can prove moving in the dark. Step by step, step by step, in the dark, time seems to have lost its meaning. Each step seems to be only a second, and it seems that one step is already eternal. As he sneaked step by step, the surrounding darkness seemed to sound with countless strange sounds, as if there were countless creatures hiding in the darkness. He was staring at the firelight in the darkness and whispering 'whispers'. However, the walker in the darkness was indifferent to everything, walking slowly and steadily, moving forward without stopping for a moment.

"Whew", the sound of flames suddenly sounded in the darkness, and dozens of flames suddenly appeared in the heights, just like the light above the head of the black-robed mage, the flames also emitted a cold light of pale green 'color', dyeing the entire space with a strange 'color' color. The fire flickered. Illuminates this empty and dark world. At this time, it can be seen that this is a huge space of thousands of square meters, which seems to be the style of a temple prayer room, but it is countless times larger than an ordinary prayer room. The main 'door' of the temple is ten meters wide, but it is as narrow as the 'door' of an ordinary house compared to the size of the entire temple. After entering the large 'gate', a row of columns was erected on each side of the temple, supporting the dome of the temple, which was more than 30 meters high. On the columns, a large number of bizarre reliefs are carved, which are difficult to understand. Dozens of reliefs are grouped together, and each group of reliefs shows a group of the same people, doing different things in the same place. It's not that people do things differently, it's that each person on each relief behaves very differently from his own behavior on the other, and other than that, there is no difference, not even the position of the sun overhead. As if to show that these people can do dozens of completely different behaviors at the same time, giving people a very weird feeling.

At the end of the corridor made of columns, there is a high stone platform, on which is fixed a huge throne, the throne is made of a huge hourglass, but this hourglass is twisted, twisted into a shape that is connected to each other, and there is even fine sand in the seat of the hourglass, which is constantly circulating and seemingly endless, driven by mysterious forces.

At the bottom of the stone steps of the stone platform, more than twenty people in the same black robes, silent 'attendants' stood on both sides of the throne, each dressed in the same way, with a thick hood covering their heads, covering everyone's faces, making everyone look the same. There were no superfluous people who reacted to the new entrants, only a black-robed man standing alone closest to the divine seat slowly lowered his raised hand, and it was obvious that the dozens of flames that suddenly lit up were what he was '' controlling.

The new black-robed man slowly and silently walked through the black-robed believers who were silently 'serving' on both sides, and walked behind the black-robed man standing alone under the divine throne, staring at his back. The man under the throne of God has an extremely strange feeling, his movements are vigorous and crisp, like a young man, without the slightest delay of an old man, but from him there is always a sense of vicissitudes after experiencing the precipitation of the years, as if he has spent a long time.

"Lord Priest. The new black-robed man first bowed down to the empty throne, then got up and bowed deeply behind the back of the person who was called the priest at the front, and said in a deep voice, "Brother, I'm sorry that I'm late. ”

"It doesn't matter how long or late the time is, as long as you come back. The black-robed priest slowly turned his head, and under the hood was a young and unfamiliar face, but in the young eyes, there was an old gaze. The priest looked at the latecomers seriously, nodded and said, "Now that the people who can rush back are all together, they can already start." Since you're going to have to get everyone together, it's bad news, right? ”

"Yes, brother. The latecomer hung his head and said in disappointment: "It's the worst news." ”

"Have they found out?" the priest's voice was calm without a trace of ups and downs, as if no change could 'stir up' the 'waves' in his heart: "No, it's normal for them to find out, after all, it's the perfect Kyle, and it's strange that he can't find it." Looks like they've found out a long time ago, and they've already returned?"

"Yes, they're back, my brother. The latecomer said with some uneasiness: "Seven days ago, they suddenly returned to the plateau from Farrar and visited Samoel under the leadership of Trikais for the first time. They got confirmation from Samoel and thoroughly discovered our layout. ”

ps: I'm sorry, friends, I think you can also see that the last chapters of this volume are the end of an important main line in the whole text, although the general plot has long been designed, but these days 'spent' spent too much time to sort out the ideas and conceive the details, but I have to say, the difficulty is really great, and my pen power is limited, a lot of things can't be written. Like this chapter, I'm afraid it's hard for you to believe that it took me more than six hours to write this simple 2,000 words. I closed my eyes and imagined in my mind what kind of environment to describe to highlight the identity characteristics and complex emotions of this person, what kind of language and actions to use to express the relationship and way of getting along with these people, and what kind of detailed design to promote the development of the plot. I thought a lot, but I wrote very little, and no matter how much I revised it repeatedly, I couldn't achieve the effect I imagined, so I could only say that I tried my best to express it. I've written so much, in fact, I just want to say, please give me another day or two to let me get through this hurdle, as long as I can cross it, everything will be fine