The green flames illuminated the entrance to the corridor, and the dim lights in the distance became more oppressive and gloomy, and in the unsettling darkness, the "historical incarnate" that had been polluted by some force suddenly stopped, standing in the distance like a stone statue, deaf to Duncan's words.

But this silent and strange confrontation only lasted for a short time - in front of Duncan's eyes, the "historical incarnation" that had been still for only a few seconds suddenly trembled again, and the next moment, it suddenly turned its head!

The once facial features had been twisted into dark hollows and swirls, and only a tearing maniacal laugh covered the deranged face, which twisted its body at an angle that would never have been possible with humans, and its limbs turned into tentacles clinging to the walls and ceilings in the blink of an eye, and with a sudden, high-pitched and chaotic roar, the strange and terrifying thing did not hesitate to pounce in Duncan's direction!

Duncan frowned instantly, and in the next second, the entire corridor was ignited by a blazing ghostly green spirit fire - the flames filled everyone's eyes like layers of barriers, and the tainted horror thing roared, laughed, burned, and ran fearlessly towards the exit of the mausoleum, it passed through the barriers made of spiritual fire—and even broke through until it was less than four or five meters away from Duncan, and the burning wreckage finally convulsed and fell to the ground, completely stopped.

After a few more minutes, the flames faded.

Duncan's brow furrowed, and he cautiously and slowly approached the almost incinerated wreckage, and he saw that only a crumpled and charred mass was left in the ash—the result of his conscious control of the flames, and on this small mass of matter, the characteristics that once belonged to the Senjin were gone, but there was still a strange twisted crack that covered the charred mass as if it was still laughing maniacally, and it was filled with chilling ecstasy.

After a moment of hesitation, he picked up the remaining wreckage with a strange mood, and cautiously exited the hallway of Vision 004, returning to the outside of the gate.

The few people who stayed outside the door immediately leaned over and looked at the "charcoal" that Duncan brought out with a nervous and strange mood, Helena frowned and looked at the tearing marks on the wreckage like a smile, and after a while, she raised her hand and gently sketched the mark of the Storm Goddess on her chest: "Goddess bless...... Frem, it's the ugliest smile I've ever seen. ”

"I'm glad to see that you can still joke in this situation," Banster glanced at Helena, shook his head hoarsely, and then turned his attention back to the wreckage, "...... It's the breath of subspace. ”

"How can there be subspace power in Vision 004?" Lune's brows furrowed as he glanced up at the gate of the mausoleum next to him, "Although it has always been dangerous, its danger is reflected in the strict rules that operate in the mausoleum, and the powerful and strange grave keeper...... Never heard of it carrying the power of subspace......"

Duncan thought for a moment and asked, "What is the structure inside the mausoleum?" What kind of existence is that so-called 'nameless king'? ”

Several people at the scene couldn't help but look at each other when they heard this, and after a moment of awkward silence, it was Vanna who answered the captain's question on the side: "Except for some basic 'rules of conduct', no one knows what the mausoleum really looks like." ”

Duncan suddenly looked puzzled: "No one knows? ”

"Upon leaving Vision 004, the 'listener' will forget all memories of the interior of the mausoleum, and only a few pieces of information will be taken outside in the form of 'parchment fragments'. We can only be sure that there is a burial chamber within Vision 004, and that an ancient and mysterious being will wait for the listener to visit the burial chamber," Vanna patiently explained, "but no one remembers what the burial chamber looked like, or what the owner of the tomb looked like. ”

"Protective ...... of oblivion," Duncan repeated softly, and then, suddenly, as if sensing something, he jerked his head up into the mausoleum gate.

A burst of heavy, slow footsteps suddenly appeared in the hallway, and a tall, eerie figure walked into everyone's field of vision with the sound of footsteps.

The Grave Keeper of Vision 004 has appeared!

The grave keeper, who had been "late" for a long time, walked out so abruptly that even Duncan didn't see how he came out - as if the mausoleum itself had suddenly "generated" an entity, and this strange grave keeper walked towards this side with stiff and heavy steps like a corpse, and the chains wrapped around his body made a piercing sound of friction with his steps.

Helena and the others tensed their nerves in an instant, and Fanna subconsciously leaned forward slightly, making a gesture of being ready to go-after the obvious abnormal situation in the Tomb of the Nameless King, the "Tomb Keeper" who came out of the Mausoleum was obviously no longer safe.

But the "grave keeper" didn't seem to pay attention to these guarded actions, and he just walked out slowly as usual, and finally stopped in front of Duncan.

After a moment of silence, the tall, bandaged guard, who seemed to be between life and death, turned sideways, raised a hand to the tomb, and wordlessly made a gesture of invitation.

Duncan raised his eyebrows: "Let me in?" ”

The mausoleum guard nodded slowly.

Lune immediately reminded in a low voice, "Beware, this is not right. ”

Duncan ignored it, just calmly stared at the mausoleum guard's cloudy eyes exposed by bandages, and after a few seconds suddenly said, "What if I decline the invitation?" ”

The mausoleum guard fell silent, and just when everyone thought that this special entity "created" by Vision 004 would not answer at all, he actually spoke, and a low voice came from under the bandage: "When are you free?" ”

Duncan: "......"

He was stunned for a moment, and the mausoleum guard spoke again: "He is running out of time. ”

"He? Short on time? Duncan was stunned when he heard this, and the expression on his face immediately changed, "You mean the owner of the mausoleum?" What does it mean to run out of time? ”

The mausoleum guard didn't answer this time, he just stood quietly in front of Duncan, saying nothing, as if he had said anything.

“…… Okay," Duncan nodded abruptly after two minutes of serious thought, "Then I'll go meet 'him.'" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Helena on the side immediately spoke: "Are you sure?" Now the situation inside Vision 004 ......"

"Subspace isn't polluted to me," Duncan shook his head, clearly having made up his mind, "I heard the 'bell', and it seems that this time it was for me—my gut told me that I shouldn't refuse this 'invitation'." ”

"Intuition...... Helena was stunned for a moment, then seemed to realize something, and immediately withdrew the dissuasion she had prepared, and took a slight half step back, "Okay, I understand." ”

The mausoleum guards slowly turned their heads and their eyes fell on Helena and Rune.

"Keep your distance, don't cross the facility gate again," he said suddenly, "the C-32-E7 protocol tree is unstable. ”

Helena and the others were stunned when they heard it, and Lu En subconsciously spoke: "...... What protocol tree? ”

The mausoleum guard didn't mean to answer, but leaned sideways, out of the way of the tomb, and made an inviting gesture to Duncan.

Duncan glanced at the guard with a deep gaze, stepped forward, and turned his head slightly before entering the tombway, and nodded lightly to Vanna, who was standing on the ground uneasy, "Wait in peace, I'll be back soon." ”

As soon as the words fell, he had stepped into the deep, long, seemingly endless, dim tomb passage.

The heavy mausoleum door slammed shut, cutting off all sight from the outside and all sounds outside of Vision 004 - the not-so-bright lights burned silently on the walls on either side of the tomb, and a strange dead silence enveloped from all sides.

Duncan's ears could only hear the heavy footsteps of the mausoleum guards, and the screeching of the chains rubbing against each other.

But as he walked, he suddenly noticed a change in the footsteps behind him, and the sound of the chains rubbing against him disappeared.

He looked back with some curiosity—a look of astonishment on his face.

A tall, silent, dark-skinned, black-haired man in a white robe was walking down the graveyard.

Stunned for a moment, Duncan suddenly reacted: "...... This is what you are!? ”

The tall man with a slightly dark complexion turned his gaze, he had strange pale golden eyes, and something seemed to be in the depths of those eyes that suddenly contracted and adjusted and focused on Duncan, and then he nodded lightly: "Yes." ”

Duncan frowned, but just as he was about to ask something more, something suddenly caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye, interrupting his train of thought—

In the depths of the road, a structure like an intersection appeared, the intersection was illusory and floating, like a phantom, and in front of the illusory intersection, a group of hazy figures also dressed in white robes suddenly appeared, and were walking into the distance.

They passed through the illusory intersection, through the deep and long corridor, and disappeared into the solid and heavy wall on the other side.

Duncan looked at this scene with surprise and curiosity, and couldn't help but ask, "What is that?" ”

"With the Protocol Tree out of balance, the distortion of the flow of time is winding back to the source—a long time ago, when they set out."

Duncan's heart moved: "Them? Who are they? ”

The mausoleum guard, who had reverted to his "human" form, was silent for a few seconds, and then replied in a low voice, "...... Doomsday Observer, Final Survey Team. ”

Duncan stopped suddenly.

His eyes widened slightly, as if he had instantly thought of something, and a chaotic and astonishing thought was surging in his mind, he took a light breath and looked up at the long road ahead, and at this moment, another hazy phantom appeared in his trance-like vision—

Another figure in a white robe approached.

It was a young man with short black hair, he held his head high, his eyes were calm but determined, he strode across the corridor, and at the moment of rubbing shoulders, I don't know if it was an illusion...... Duncan felt that the figure seemed to roll its eyes slightly in the direction he was.

Then, they staggered by.

(End of chapter)