"The cold, gray-like dead world is indeed like what it looks like in memory, and although it does not affect the diffusion of the three-dimensional map, it is obviously not found."

York, with little Sharon in his hand, walked deeper and deeper down the huge main street, which had become the buildings of the bustling city.

The dilapidated old houses stand on both sides of the road, the streets are lined with shops, and the windows display new goods, which is different from the real Silent Hill when you first entered.

It's just that it's all covered in the gray color of gray-white.

At a glance, it was all gray and white, and there was no other color.

At the same time, it was strange that there was no one, as if everyone had disappeared in this instant, not even the monster in his imagination.

There was only silence, no sound, only the slight footsteps of the two of them.

Because of this, little Sharon opened her mouth to ask.

"Uncle York, why isn't there any?"

York thought for a moment, "Little Sharon, do you feel anything?" ”

Little Sharon was stunned for a moment, then raised her head to look at York: "What does it feel?" ”

"Well, it's like coming home." Yorkes induced.

"For example, you feel like there's something here that attracts you."

Speaking of this, Yorkes looked at the thoughtful little Sharon and said gently.

"Little Sharon, scavenger hunts are based on intuition."

In this watch world, York is still this plan, and he has to rely on the guidance of Sharon Jr.

After all, little Sharon and the owner who created the watch world, Arestha, were once two souls.

To put it bluntly, little Sharon and Alesa were originally sisters, although they don't know who is early and who is late, who is the sister and who is the younger sister, but the two must be like magnets and attract each other.

meantime

York's mind swept around the three-dimensional map that was a few hundred meters long.

After entering this watch world, he didn't have any feelings.

From the beginning of entering this surface world that is isolated from the real world, or seems to be attached to the real world of the dead of the same nature, the surface world created by Alesha.

He already had some understanding.

The surface world created by Alessa is a lifeless, lifeless world with buildings like dead things, gray and cloudy.

He remembered the myths and stories he had heard in his previous life, such as Pangu Kaitian.

In a chaotic world where there is nothing, no time, no time and no time to go up and down, there is a giant named Pangu, who woke up for the first time, opened the world, and finally fell.

The breath he exhaled became the wind and clouds of the four seasons; The sound he uttered turned into rumbling thunder; His eyes became the sun and the moon; His limbs became the east, west, south, and north poles of the earth; His skin became a vast earth; His blood has become a rushing river; His sweat became rain and dew that moistened all things.

The only difference between the changes in creation is the conditions for the birth of life.

"So the creation of a living world probably has to be done step by step."

Yorkes thought to himself, this is what he realizes now, that a terrifying force like Alesa, who has the ability to create worlds, can only create such dead worlds.

Even in the Silent Hill movie, the completed Alessa still did not do this, and in the end she only imprisoned Rose and stayed with her alone in the watch world she created.

"If you want to create the world, you must first be able to create the conditions that allow life to survive."

As little Sharon frowned and pondered, Yorkes raised his head and swept around the watch world created by Alesa.

A grayish white, no plants, no life, no color, although it is said that human beings can survive in this world, but there is no sun, no moon, no river, no wind, nothing, obviously does not have the conditions for the birth of life.

The thought turned to this, and York, interrupted by the movement of his right hand, looked down.

Little Sharon was shaking his right hand and pointing in the direction ahead.

"Uncle York, I thought about it and felt something draw me in," she said crisply, but now she was pointing in a different direction, pointing to the path between the two buildings next to it.

"No, it looks like it's here again."

Hearing little Sharon's uncertain and unconfident tone, York stroked the top of her head and soothed.

"It's okay, let's all walk around and find out if there's a treasure there."

"Uh-huh!" Little Sharon nodded vigorously.

York smiled and led her to continue walking in this dead silence, but also with gray snowflakes and ashes.

Rather than trying to break it again, he prefers to choose a more labor-saving way, that is, to listen to Sharron's intuition from a young age and look for weak points.

This is conducive to his research on this world to prepare for the future, and it is also conducive to allowing him to recover the consumption of breaking the boundary before, and make more preparations for the big battle in the future.

Following Sharon's instincts, York led her through the path between the two buildings, through another large street, and finally to an underpass.

Looking at the underground passage that resembled the entrance of the subway, and looking at the long staircase that spread into the darkness, Yorkes still hesitated.

He suddenly thought of the clip in the movie, where Rose had just arrived at the surface world of Silent Hill, and it seemed that he had first entered an underground passage, and finally found a man hanging on the iron mesh, stripped of flesh and exposed to reveal his organs.

Even he's alive.

Although he didn't find this person in the three-dimensional map, what he found was that there was a huge underground world underneath.

"Uncle York, I'm scared." At this time, little Sharon's voice came.

Yorks looked over, and little Sharon was now clasping his right hand with both hands, and her body was already close to her, and she looked at the darkness below the stairs like an abyss, where she could not see anything, and there was a hint of fear in her eyes.

Just as children are afraid of the dark.

"Don't be afraid, there's an uncle."

York carefully sensed the solidity of the surrounding space, and found that it was still very strong, so he immediately looked at the very long staircase that spread below, thought about it, and directly used his telekinesis to create a sphere, and then input a large amount of holy power into it.

Eventually, a glowing ball appeared in his hand, shining in this dead world.

The gentle light directly dispelled the gray-white hues around it, revealing a colorful brilliance.

For the first time, color appeared in this dead and silent world.

Little Sharon below was stunned, her small mouth opened, and her pupils were only left with the glowing orb in York's hand, shiny, and the previous fear had long disappeared without a trace.

York smiled at her, and threw the glowing orb in his hand into the dark abyss below the stairs.

As the luminous sphere took on a parabolic state, the light emitted from above illuminated everything, illuminating the long staircase, but also the appearance of the flat ground, and the iron mesh in front of it.

The next second it exploded, and the darkness was dispelled.

York didn't know anything, but Sharon's eyes widened as if she had seen some Pokémon.

So much so that York led her down, and she hadn't yet gotten out of the emotion of seeing a magical thing, and she looked left and right and felt that it was all very fresh.

"Uncle York, are we on an expedition?"

The corners of York's mouth twitched, where did the previous fear go? But looking at the surroundings underground, he also felt a bit like an adventure.

He injected a large enough amount of holy power, which was like the sun's rays that illuminated everything, enough to last for a long time.

With this, in the eyes of the eyes, there are railings made of steel pipes and iron nets made of wires, and there is only one way to go.

At the same time, due to the attributes of the holy power, the gray-white situation has disappeared, and the surrounding area has returned to its original color.

But it was this discovery that made him understand the essence of the world of Aretha.

"Is it still a spiritual world after all?" Yorkes was a little disappointed, it wasn't what he thought, it was comparable to the real world, as if it were recreating the real world.

The spirit is the spirit after all, everything is false, and it has nothing to do with the truth.

Disappointment to disappointment, York continued to lead Sharon Jr. to the front.

In the movie, the person who is hung with barbed wire and whose skin is peeled off does not appear.

You don't need to look at it in a three-dimensional image, you can feel it in the air around you, because the air around you is not the damp smell of rot and rust that seems to be mixed with the movie and the fishy smell of rust.

Everything around was brand new, not even a piece of rust, not even the hordes of childlike monsters.

"There's something wrong with that." York sensed the oddity.

As he went deeper, he suddenly frowned and stopped, looking at the light that was suddenly slowly dimming.

According to his input, it is impossible for the remaining holy power in the space to be depleted so quickly, at least for a long time.

"Uncle York?" Little Sharon sensed something was wrong.

"It's so cold all of a sudden."

York's brows furrowed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he casually added a protective ring to Sharon Jr. to isolate everything.

Finish that step, Yorks said.

"Little Sharon, listen to your uncle and close your eyes."

Although little Sharon didn't know what was happening, she still heard the seriousness in York's voice, she obediently closed her eyes, and her hands clenched the warm big hands, as if the warm big hands in the hands seemed to be her own courage.

"I close my eyes, Uncle York."

But what she didn't know was that even when she opened it, all she saw was what Uncle York's uncle had shown her.

"Yes, good." York smiled and stroked the top of little Sharon's head to let her know that she was still there, not to be afraid.

Then look around.

The space around it became weird.

How weird, to give York's feeling like two forces are entangled, fighting.

Originally, it was illuminated by the Holy Light in a normal hue, but now as the Holy Power was rapidly consumed under the influence of a certain force, as the Holy Light disappeared, the surroundings had returned to darkness, but in fact it was a gray hue, but this gray hue appeared a new color at this time.

You must know that the previous changes were caused by his holy power, and who caused them now?

Yorkes looked at the gray hues around him, and the maroon, rotten, mottled color that appeared one after another on every barbed wire fence and railing, and realized what was going on.

"Could it be that there wasn't any situation before because of Alesa protecting us?"

Yorkes looked up, and a few hundred meters of stereoscopic view could have penetrated the upper layer of soil and reached the ground.

It's still that gray hue that dominates it all, and there's no such maroon color at all.

"I see, I see."

Yorkes shook his head inwardly, his guess was probably not wrong.

The gray hue on the outside is the main part of Alesha, and the confinement that is performed is actually sealing the underground passage.

"So this is the inner world, the territory of Dark Alesa, I say, why does this kind of town have such a huge underground layer, it is as big as the top."

Looking at the gray hues of the space around him, which were still intertwined with maroon and struggling, Yorks sighed.

He seemed to see the frowning eyebrows of a girl lying on the bed, exuding a different temperament from little Sharon, like a sleeping beauty.

"I'm being looked down upon, I've been walking the world for so many years, and I'm still protected by a little girl." Yorkes smiled helplessly, and deployed some protection for little Sharon, who was holding his right hand beside him.

At the very least, it is necessary to make sure that those monsters or other disgusting things that are not suitable for children to watch will not appear in the eyes of little Sharon.

In a word, before he died, no one could touch little Sharon.

But will he die? He really couldn't see what could have killed him.

Even if he is really dead, before he dies, it is not difficult to send away little Sharon, this kind of spiritual world created by spiritual power really can't trap him.

York smiled confidently and looked around at the space around him where the results were already present.

The grayish-white color was now mostly covered with maroon.

In maintaining the outside world, here Alesa is now estimated to have fallen into disadvantage.

Through the three-dimensional view, we can see that the surface world above the stratum suddenly shakes, and the top floor of the building, which was originally like a dead object, is peeled off like splinters, and falls like snowflake ashes.

Yorks looked at the gray hue that was still struggling with the maroon, and said calmly.

"That's enough, Aretha, I still need you to maintain the seal."

As these words fell, Aressa, who was sleeping on the white bed, perhaps heard the underlying meaning and confidence of the words, and in York's pupils, she suddenly opened her eyes.

The two looked at each other as if separated by endless space.

In the next second, the remnants of the gray-white hue around it were instantly swallowed up by the maroon, and finally slowly joined into a whole.

The inner world created by the dark Aletha descended at this moment.

It was a world like the darkest corners of hell, with new railings and barbed wire rusting and the ground covered in maroon.

The drizzle was falling out of thin air, but it was blocked by the protective ring that York had already put in place.

The air began to be filled with the dampness of decay, and the disgusting smell of fish came from the depths

(End of chapter)