460

"On April 22, we are ready to go there and explore the abyss."

"On the twenty-third of April, we followed the pitch-black sea, through the liquid mist, to the monstrous peak, behind which was a boundless black mist, which seemed to cover a continent."

"However, if you look at the bottom of the mountain, you will feel that there is no end, there is no limit, and I jokingly said that if I commit suicide by jumping off a cliff here, I may never fall to the ground, but I will always fall."

The next day, a new Monday, a new tarot meeting.

Before reading this week's three-page Rosell's diary, Crane was confident that he would not be intimidated by anything after seeing the Uniqueness, the Level 0 Seal, or even the True God, but it turned out that he was wrong.

This time, the diary is actually connected to the previous "I saw the abyss"!

Seeing this, Crane almost raised his eyebrows, he couldn't believe that this guy Russell dared to organize his knights and sailors to explore the border area after seeing the abyss.

"Isn't he afraid of death? It is rumored that it is a place that corrupts everything and makes all living beings fall! Russell at this stage is definitely not in Sequence 4, not a demigod, at most Sequence 5, and may not even be ...... If it were me, I would have turned the bow of the ship and reported to the church ......" At this moment, Crane once again realized how much difference he had from Russell.

In addition, Russell's description of the boundary of the "Abyss" reminds Crane of the mysterious stone door in Amun's Mausoleum, which takes on a similar image when it comes into contact with the "puppet" of Archbishop Horamic of the Church of the Mechanics.

Not sure what Russell will find there...... At least he didn't die because of this exploration, and he still lived a wonderful life later...... Crane looked down and read the rest of the page of the journal:

"On April 24, we descended down the mountain and tried to go deeper.

"That black fog is cold and slippery, as if it can soak flesh and soul, haha, luckily some of the items on the Black Throne can effectively resist this corrosion, otherwise I suspect that I and my Knights of the Apocalypse would be members of the Francois Dance."

"It's silent, we don't find anything."

"On April 25, we saw demons, but all that remained were their rotting corpses."

"Behind the craggy black rocks, under the mud of the road that can hardly be called a road, there are different demon corpses in every normal or unimaginable place.

"It's as if they had suffered the same death at the same moment."

"Unbelievable, I saw plants in the abyss. Before I got closer, I didn't think it was a piece of dead wood, after all, it had an eye-socket hole in its trunk, and I thought it was being targeted by something at first. The plant, which was once perhaps a tree, was not half alive, and had grown from a sizable demonic corpse, already covered in blood. ”

"Strangely, I thought it was the remains of a tree, but my knights insisted it was a monster, and their determined appearance made me almost suspect that something was wrong with my eyes and perception."

"On April 26, there is either a corpse or silence, and there is no end to the future.

"Those items on the Black Throne are starting to show signs of corrosion.

"I've rarely felt scared in recent years, but here, that fear of the unknown is like an invisible hand that grips my heart tightly.

"Gotta leave! Must return! Can't stay any longer! ”

461

The eighth day of entering the Sea of God's War.

It was about the eighth day, because the clock had long since stopped, and I had to rely on my intuition and biological clock to judge the passage of time.

The "Death" sailed quietly, and the deck was unusually silent, and several disasters and distress consumed the extraordinary and ordinary people below Sequence 7 on board, leaving Agaritu to worry about the building materials.

There are still eight remaining adventurers, and there are more than twenty crew members of the "Death", and the ship that can accommodate 100~130 people is now very spacious, spacious enough for a hunter named Anderson to play a kind of court shuttlecock invented by Russell the Great with Gilcias on the deck.

"Captain!" Gilsias seized every opportunity to try to shake Agarithu's dominance, "Do you want to allow these captives to roam freely, entertain, and even defy your majesty on the venerable 'Death Call'?" ”

"......," said Agaritu, "no, that's good. ”

"Exercise a lot of muscles, make your meat firmer and more delicious, so that when you dedicate it to 'Death', it will be more chewy." He patted the second mate on the shoulder and perfunctorily encouraged, "Come on, strive to merge yourself with the 'Death Number' as soon as possible." ”

Probably because of these words, rumors circulated among the crew that "those who lose the game will be sacrificed to the 'Death Horn'", which once set off a competitive trend on the ship. However, where there are extraordinary people, there will be small groups, and even if most of the people are dead, the rest of the people will not unite to fight and survive together. Before the competition even began, there were already black whistles and malicious competition, and Agaritu was too annoyed by the frequent complaints and cliques to be in a daze, so he had to sacrifice two of the leaders of the small group he admired the most to prove that this was indeed a rumor.

- Anyway, she already has a chance to enter the forsaken land, what's wrong with me fishing?

……

After the day's unpaid chores, Anderson Hood, who was a captive and slave for the time being, stretched out in the midday sun. Although it should be one o'clock in the morning, and the sunshine seems to be getting better and better, he still feels very comfortable and comfortable when he thinks about it, with his ability to accept it and his psychological quality.

He was going to go to the boat to find a place to take a nap from the light, after all, this sea was full of dangers that he had to sleep and dream to escape, and he might suddenly encounter it at some point.

"Ouch, isn't this Lao Sa?"

Walking out of the cabin, Anderson greeted a person next to him with high interest: "You ended early today, huh?" ”

He was answered by a gasp of breathless breathlessness, and the Extraordinary, whose throat was tightly cuffed by the rope of the winch, rolled his eyes upward, and stretched out a trembling hand in Anderson's direction, his limbs twitching incessantly.

"Lao Sa, your luck is really bad, you want to have a supper when you catch the 'Death Number'."

"Alas, I am just an ordinary little hunter, how can I save you from the great 'Death Cry'? All I can do is leave quickly, or I'll be buried with you......"

Anderson sighed, but didn't move a step under his feet, but looked at the extraordinary person opposite him with a malicious smile.

The Extraordinary Man was really about to suffocate to death, but he happened to be a sailor, and he was stunned by the sailor's ability to hold his breath until now when his throat was already stuck. Seeing that Anderson wanted to die without help, the sailor, whose face was flushed and purple, stretched out a violently trembling hand into his arms, and shuddered and pulled out a silver-white but rusty chain.

"Ouch, that's embarrassing!"

Seeing this, the smile on Anderson's face was a little sincere, he wiped the sweat from his head, pulled the collar, reached out and grabbed it, took the rusty chain and the pocket watch, opened it happily, looked at the scale numbers inlaid with diamonds hidden inside, and then walked out:

"The captain said that we all cherish the materials and will use them in the future. Maybe his old man is willing to let you go, I'll go and tell him, you wait a while, you must hold on! ”

The strangled sailor began to foam at the mouth and nodded his head with difficulty in the rope.

Anderson took a few quick steps, feeling sweaty and as if it was getting hotter.

He took a few more steps, feeling the air in front of him twist a little. The sun seemed to be overhead, and there was no shadow around him, I don't know if it was his delusion, and the "Death Call" seemed to be emitting black gas.

"What the hell, why are you so ......" Anderson wiped another handful of sweat, his back was already soaked. He suddenly understood,

He hurriedly lowered his head, enduring the burning heat of the fire on the back of his neck and back, and for a few seconds he suspected that he was already burning. After a full twenty seconds, the sky suddenly darkened and the sun vanished. Anderson waited a few more seconds before looking up again, and vaguely saw a point of light disappear into the distant sky, and near the point of light was a patch of day.

Anderson thoughtfully touched the top of his hot head and turned his head to look in the direction of the winch.

I saw that the rope was burned and curled limply on the floor. The captured sailor was gone, and there was a black grease stain on the ground and on the winch, which together seemed to be a man.

"Alas, poor old Sa, may he find peace in the kingdom of the Lord of Storms." Anderson muttered to himself, and then smiled again, "I'll help you receive your relics, don't worry, I'll definitely take good care of it." ”

He waited in place for a moment, until a blue crystal gradually appeared next to the black stain of humanity, and there seemed to be a crystal liquid flowing slowly, like a calm sea.

Anderson picked up the extraordinary properties of the precipitation, shook his head and snorted a few times, and ran to the deck quickly, holding it in both hands and offering it to Agaritou, who was watching the stars in the sky.

The hunter felt sorry in his heart - it seemed that the captain must have bowed his head to avoid the sun just now.

At the same time, after many days of careful observation and exploration, he found that the "Immortal King" was in line with the rumored cold-bloodedness, and at the same time, he was still a person with a desire to communicate. Therefore, Anderson used his status as a sea adventurer to rack his brains to gain temporary safety with some extraordinary events that he had personally experienced during sea expeditions, as well as his rich knowledge of the sea of divine wars.

"What are you looking at?" Anderson spoke boldly.

Agaritu was interrupted to think about how far he and the Death Ship should be now, looking down from the sky, and how far away he was from the shoreline of the Forsaken Lands, Anderson's willingness to strike up a conversation made him even more convinced that he was a benevolent, democratic, enlightened captain, to the point that he could choose his own cause of death with spare building materials.

Anderson keenly sensed that it was not the right time to speak, and hurriedly said:

"Dear Captain, in my experience, we are about to enter a sea full of darkness."

Agaritu mentally postponed Anderson's death until after saying these words, he reluctantly turned his head and looked at Anderson and the extraordinary trait of the "Windwner" in his hand.

"Go on."

Anderson Hood knew that he had probably walked around in front of the door of life and death, and felt that his shirt, which had not yet dried, was once again soaked. But he raised the corners of his mouth, controlled his emotions, and said in a confident and determined tone:

"Many of the seas in the ruins of the Divine War have mysterious dreams, and the rapid switch between night and day is a precursor to entering these seas, because dreams are shrouded in darkness and must be avoided by sleep."

Dreamland...... The power of the night, the secret ...... Agaritu said succinctly: "If you don't sleep, you'll disappear forever?" ”

"Yes."

The hunter wanted to compliment "You are so smart", but when it came to his lips, the words were not right, and it was full of yin and yang weirdness, and in the end he chose to shut up.

Agaritu unfolded the treasure map he was visiting and glanced at it.

"Your route also marks the sea and the dreamland." He said, "After this, you will soon reach the island where you are looking for the treasure buried." ”

Belch...... Are you really interested in this treasure map? Anderson couldn't figure out what the demon meant, but guessed that the death of himself and his crew might be getting closer, and he felt his palms sweat again. Then, these bits of sweat were instantly evaporated into water vapor by the hunter's high body temperature, and Anderson pretended to smile calmly:

"I heard that it is a buried relic with treasures, and it is related to the legendary 'God's Forsaken Land' Eastern Continent."

No, it's most likely a pilgrimage route. Not a treasure relics, but an archaeological ...... Along the way, many of the ruins of the sea were built according to the size of a human, each step was no more than thirty centimeters high, probably a platform for rest, and the occasional ship was in the shape of a human, as well as a faint cross mark, no matter how poor it was, it was also a similar elf.

The linguistic traces carved on the pillars include the rudiments of the ancient giant language and the ancient dragon language. In ancient times, this route was supposed to be a safe route for the outside world to go to the Eastern Continent, the human kingdom of the ancient sun god, but it was full of danger because of the divine war......

If you follow this route, there is a high probability that you will encounter a stop of ancient humans.

Artifacts, ancient records or frescoes, and metal objects that may have been left behind as signposts, are indeed treasures.

Agaritu mentally compiled what he had seen and heard along the way into a compressed package and sent it to Edward through an internal line.

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Seeing that he was ignored, Anderson did not dare to continue talking, racking his brains to think of what other information could be used to buy his life.

At this time, the sky was completely gone, and it was completely shrouded in thick darkness.

In a few words, the sky of the Sea of Divine War completed the change from noon to midnight, and the change was so fast and so abrupt that the pirates who came here for the first time were still shouting for the light of the fire.

"Let's go down." The pirate captain waved his hand, "Get through this sea." ”

As if he had been pardoned, Anderson immediately placed the Stormwelder trait on the square table next to the captain, and then hopped himself to a flat and tidy place on the deck. He wrapped his coat tightly, leaned his back against the barrel, and closed his eyes comfortably.

After a few seconds, the filthy words "sleeping" sounded in everyone's ears, and the sound of falling to the ground was constantly heard.

Soon, even the "Death Signal", which could not dream, reined in his spirituality and slowed down his pace towards the east.

Agaritu also closed his eyes and let the spirit and mind fall silent together, simulating the feeling of "sleep". In the midst of chaos, he suddenly woke up and found himself lying flat on the ground, above him a dusk sunset-like sky.

Is this what dreams are about?

The power of dreams filled the place, and Agaritu felt that he was somewhat confused, his brain seemed to have turned into glue, and it was as if there was a boulder hanging on his back, and it was very difficult to move or think.

He sat up and noticed that he was lying on a large flat rock. He stared ahead, his hole shrinking.

The massive rock is preceded by a cliff with no bottom in sight, and opposite the cliff is a mountain covered in countless palaces, countless towers, and majestic walls.

The buildings are magnificent, layered and surrounded, and the individual buildings are unusually huge, unlike the places where humans live, and the combination has an indescribable sense of epicness, wonder and mythology.

The sun hung far away, casting the colors of dusk over the city, and the light seemed to freeze.

"Dusk...... Giants, this is ...... The mythical ...... of Fursack, Agarithu, struggled to his senses, but soon found himself sadly unable to resist the hypnotic effects of dreams.

Looking around, the crew appeared in many different places, all doing their own thing, looking very comical.

Anderson, on the other hand, seemed to be very action-oriented, exploring the surroundings in a small area.

In his last ditch, he attempted to contact Edward Vaughn in his dreams, and sent a request for her to temporarily take over this wisp of his consciousness to explore.

- To put it simply, to let the data of "Edward Vaughn" cover itself temporarily.

As luck would have it, the inside line was open around the clock, and Edward had been keeping an eye on the situation on this side of the Divine Wars.

She approved the application, fell asleep in the outside world, and quickly relied on occult connections to override. The image of Agaritu in the dream was quickly revised, and his appearance and clothing were constantly changing and reorganizing, and soon, Edward Vaughn yawned, stood up from the boulder, and looked into the distance.

"It's a real giant court."

"It's hidden in a dream? No, no, it's in the real world, it's just out of sight. ”

"This sharp corner is exactly the same as one of the roofs of the Dusk Palace, maybe the designers or ancestors who built the Dusk Hall in the first place have also seen the Giant Court in the dream world."

Edward happily muttered to herself, like a tourist who had just come to the attraction and wanted to take pictures, she changed several positions on the boulder, found the best angle, and used the thumb and index finger of both hands to form a rectangular frame, aiming at the court of the giants: "Kacha! ”

Finally, she leapt from the boulder and came to the edge of a bottomless cliff.

"In dreams, cliffs should have some other occult meaning."

"Insurmountable, dangerous ......"

"The true Giant Court was not destroyed in the war, it was on the other side of the cliff - here is the ruins of the Divine War, the dangerous sea, and the barrier that hides the Eastern Continent, and the cliff is likely to symbolize this place! On the other side, there is the Eastern Continent. ”

Edward thought to himself, fully experiencing the pleasures of archaeology and travel in this vast and gorgeous dream. At this moment, a pirate running all over the ground happened to walk up to her, standing a few meters away and looking at the giant court in the distance with the same expectation.

Edward was slightly stunned, and then understood—a collective dream? This sea is everyone's dream! - Curious, she approached the pirate sailor and asked, "What do you see there?" ”

The pirate sailor stared obsessively at the magnificent, gold-like court of giants, and muttered to himself:

"Gold ......"

"A lot of gold......

"It seems that people in dreams basically reveal their innermost nature...... An unguarded dream. ”

The angel of the abyss, who relied on his personality and strength to resist the hypnotic effect of the dream, was thoughtful. She reached out and grabbed the smirking pirate, slicing open his throat and seeing the red blood sliding down.

The pirate died quickly, but his blood kept pouring out, as if it were endless.

The blood flowed towards the cliff as if it were alive, weaving and connecting into a one-meter-wide hollow bridge. It stretched from the edge of the cliff to the opposite bank, but as soon as it extended a dozen centimeters, it collapsed uncontrollably and plunged into the pitch-black cliff.

"Is the concept of 'uncrossable'......"

Edward frowned and whispered, the fingers of her right hand swiped lightly on the palm of her hand, and a five-centimeter-long opening was opened in the center of her palm.

She palmed up, blood slowly spilling from the wound. Edward carefully tilted his palm half a minute in a serious manner, and a wisp of blood immediately slipped down and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Thundered......

The ground suddenly began to shake, and the surrounding scenery continued to twist and wave!

The spiritual blood shook the dream, and the concept of the "insurmountable" represented by the cliff was also attacked, and the darkness in the cliff swelled up, shrinking down as if it were a living object.

As the darkness receded downward, a blank space was revealed.

It's a real blank, and the cliff has become dangling!

Another drop of blood fell, and the demon's blood curse took effect in the space of the dream, and this drop of blood turned into an overwhelming red tide, surging and tumbling in mid-air, rushing directly to the opposite side of the cliff!

"I arrived at Godforsaken Land in a dream, and I was probably still in the same place when I woke up."

"It's really the work of the goddess of the night. But if I go to Godforsaken right now—is it a breach of the true Creator? ”

"Of course, you may have to worry about the Goddess of the Night noticing here."

Edward smiled and stepped on the red tide, and the ocean in mid-air suddenly froze, like a long bridge.

She took this step, and the dream shook violently.

"If you find it, you will find it! It would be better if it could threaten my life! ”

She no longer waited tentatively, and immediately took a step, quickly advancing on the red bridge, and in just a few steps, she had already reached the middle of the cliff, and was about to approach the outer wall of the Giant Court!

At this moment, it was as if countless mirrors were shattered at the same time, and the halo of the Mohu Lake appeared on the edge of this collective dream, and beyond the halo seemed to be the scenery of the Sea of Divine War, and I don't know when the light appeared in the sky again, and it was now the eve of dawn.

Edward ignored it and ran straight away, rushing to the edge of the bridge like the wind.

Upon closer inspection, she found that the Giant Court in this dream was actually built against a cliff, a terrace for a lookout, a harbor, and a small piece of land protruding from the air, and behind these small facilities was a huge and heavy gate, and the keyhole on the door was unimaginably large!

The keyhole alone is the size of an adult's palm, and the key itself is absolutely unimaginably large, the property of a giant!

"There is a key that opens or closes the gates of Godforsaken......"

"No, it should be said that it is the key to open or close the court of giants! The Court of the Giants is the true gate to the Godforsaken Lands! ”

Edward's heart was awe-inspiring, and the long bridge beneath her feet suddenly collapsed, and the sun shone in, just falling on it, and everything disappeared like a bubble. The sun fell in front of her, and the giant court in her dream suddenly disappeared.

She had to retreat, retreating to the edge of the cliff where she came, waiting to wake up.

After a few seconds, the sun encompassed everything in the dream, and everyone woke up in the light.

Anderson yawned, vaguely remembering that he had seen a black monastery in a dream, and he knocked on the door, and someone inside actually answered and said something to him, but as he got out of the dream, he had completely forgotten about it.

Agaritu in the chair also woke up, feeling the large amount of information and intelligence synchronized in his thoughts, and he was a little stunned for a while.

"A giant key?"

He muttered to himself, "I think I've heard of this kind of thing somewhere......"

Thinking to no avail, he stood up and looked ahead, only to see that the ship had left the sea area before, and the ruins and wreckage of the sea around him had increased, and the sky had become dark, and there were thunder and lightning flashes from time to time.

Then, he noticed a small black shadow on the horizon in front of him.

Dozens of nautical miles ahead, an island with a dilapidated harbor appeared.

There is a very striking structure on the island, which appears to be a tall stone pillar, but it has been broken and it is impossible to judge the original appearance of the pillar.

TBC

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Don't let me rest, do you? All right! (Forbearance)