Chapter 59: The Turmoil on the Maqila Platform
The shock of the situation in front of you is incomparable, it is already noon, and ordinary light cannot shine too brightly. And what about the world in front of everyone's eyes? It's really colorful, colorful, as if a huge neon sign is constantly flashing with colorful colors, very charming. Almost all of them were intrigued. At the same time, the shouts of killing in the sky were deafening, as if the sound of the eternal sound was like the roar of all beasts, and it was as if the two armies were intertwined and killed together, and in an instant the sound of the sword contact, the cry of pain, the neighing of the horses, and the rumble of the horn were all intertwined. These voices were definitely not the slightest shock to the fighters present.
Everyone was immersed in the world of sound and the colorful colors in front of them, and it took a long time before they suddenly came to their senses. And at this time, there was a deep ancient path in the altar of the Marqira platform in front of them, this ancient road looked plain on the outside, but everyone present knew that this was the passage to the Pandora's Box cultivation world. In an instant, everyone's eyes lit up.
At this moment, there were probably nearly five hundred fighters standing on the Margira platform, and these fighters' expressions were divided into two after seeing the scene in front of them. The expressions on the faces of most fighters were very excited when they faced Pandora's box, this was a rather rare opportunity, if they failed this time, the next time they would have to wait until ten years later. So this part of the people seems to be a little messy, or confused. And without exception, these people are all fighters who have come to the central area of the Netherworld for the first time. And the rest of them were much calmer when facing the passage of Pandora's Box World, they knew that although the passage was ahead, the great temptation was ahead, but still no one dared to show greedy eyes. These people are all fighters who have experienced it ten years ago, and the number is very small, only about thirty or forty people.
The difference was that the first-time fighters didn't know how terrifying the patriarch of the Atta clan was on the altar, but the fighters who had come here once knew how outrageous the methods of this bark-covered strange man were.
"This ...... It is a passage through the Pandora's Box space. The space of Pandora's Box is a cultivation space created by a god for his subordinates during the Age of the Gods, and its function and role do not need me to say more. And with the end of the War of the Gods, Pandora's Box was finally abandoned. Because without the support of divine power, we can only open Pandora's box once in ten years and let people with fate, talent, and luck enter it. An old, low, but hoarse voice slowly came out of the mouth of the Ata-clan patriarch next to the altar, and slowly floated to the ears of all the fighters present. His voice wasn't really very loud, but for some reason it was unusually clear, and the hollow voice made many people present feel very weird.
"Hey...... Today is the opening day of the once-in-a-decade Pandora's Box space, and if you want to compete for the ten only seats, everyone present will still have to pay a little price. Once you are sure to join this game, then you must be aware of death, because the world of Pandora's Box is definitely not as peaceful and safe as you think. At the same time, I, as the gatekeeper who guards the entrance and exit of Pandora's Box, have to collect tickets. The ticket is – nine years of your life!"
When the voice of the Ata's patriarch paused slightly, the nearly five hundred fighters below had already made a commotion.
"Hell, why didn't anyone talk about it beforehand, and we still need nine years of life as our ticket to enter, and we have to face all kinds of dangers when we enter the world of Pandora's box?"
"It's no different from a robbery, only a madman who jokes with his life would do it!"
"It's ridiculous!"
All voices are complaining about this seemingly unfair measure.
As I said before, most of the fighters who are interested in coming to compete for the ten seats in Pandora's Box are actually scattered lone wanderers, and even if there are groups that come, most of them are pieced together at zero time. And there would definitely be no disciples of some sects or powerful forces coming here, because there was no need for them to take such a big risk to compete for one of the only ten places. At the same time, I don't know why, in short, you can hardly see those people who are big forces in the gate. And the people who are present can be divided into several categories.
1. I want to improve my fighting strength, prove my existence value, and improve my existing level, and I am willing to give up everything. Most of these people are crazy, and Long Que is one of them.
2. Fighters with enemies. This kind of person often has a powerful enemy or enemy, and it is also a great enemy, and the opponent is very strong. They need time, only the sword has gone off the beaten path to get here.
3. Those who are not strong-willed. There are not a few of these people, after all, the Pandora's box space that comes out once every ten years has already been rumored in the circle of the upper fighters, and most of the people who have come out of the world of Pandora's box over the years have become the objects of being sung by bards in this world. So these people actually came here with the mentality of giving it a try, but they were not determined. In the face of such a high price, many people will feel that it is not worth it.
Fourth, pure fun. I have no interest in competing for ten seats in Pandora's Box, just to join in the fun.
The above four types of people make up the nearly five hundred fighters on the current Markira platform.
The noise intensified......
For the first and second, their goals are unwavering, and they try no matter what the cost. The third and fourth types of people are different, they will feel very unworthy, but they are unwilling in their hearts, and this kind of people are the most, so they can't wait to make some movement.
The next moment, the cold, hoarse and empty voice continued to reach everyone's ears, and he seemed to be blind to the noisy environment under the stage, and continued: "Only by paying the ticket can you enter the world of Pandora's Box to compete, otherwise I will not be allowed to enter as a guardian, don't have any delusions, that will only cost you your life." Now those who want to enter can move forward, and those who don't want to can leave......"
Everyone didn't seem to expect that the strange old man on the altar with a bark-covered face would be so resolute and give the order to expel the guests so quickly, and some people immediately scolded him unhappily. "What are the weird rules, why don't you let Lao Tzu in?" These people are all masters who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and they can't wait for the bigger the movement and noise, so that maybe they will have a chance to fish in troubled waters. If they obediently listen to the words of the old man on the stage, and leave and stay, wouldn't they come in vain.
There was a person who took the lead, as if he had lit the fuse, and the whole scene was a little out of control in an instant.
"Just, why don't you let us in?"
"How can there be such a strange rule as yours? Nine years of life is ridiculous!"
There was a cacophony of sound everywhere.
However, a small group of people in the crowd had already stood there quietly, calmly watching the development of the situation at the scene from beginning to end, silent. Some of them even looked at the scene in front of them with a sneer, which reminded them of how similar the scene ten years ago was to today.
"A bunch of fools who can't escape death. The Aita are both 'a people forsaken and cursed by the gods' and a people who 'guard the secluded land'. How powerful their abilities are, unless a strong person at the level of the fighting god can compete with them, others are simply not enough to see. Dare to be presumptuous in front of the patriarch of the Atta clan, what a group of ignorant young people. These words came from the mouth of a middle-aged man in his mid-fifties. Obviously, this middle-aged man also experienced the scene ten years ago. From the outside, there is nothing special about the middle-aged man in front of him, just like the kind of person who throws it on the street and can't afford it.
However, what was surprising was that the middle-aged man's words were clearly loud, but it seemed that the other people standing around him had not heard them at all, except for a ninety-year-old boy standing on his right.
"Grandpa, why do you say that?" the young man turned his head and looked at his grandfather with a curious expression, with curiosity in his eyes, but also a little admiration and respect.
The middle-aged man smiled faintly, looked at the young man with a kind face, and said, "Because grandpa has been here for twenty years and has become one of the ten destined people who finally succeeded in winning the seat of Pandora's Box, it is precisely because of this that I know how ignorant and reckless the actions of these people in front of me are. ”
The boy nodded understandingly, and then asked, "Then will they die?"
"Not all people will die, but there will definitely be punishment. The middle-aged man's voice seemed very firm, and there was no trace of pity in his words, as if the superior was pitying the ignorance of the lower.
The young man shrank his head, thought for a while, and said, "Then in that case, why don't you remind these people, grandpa?"
The middle-aged man looked at the young man with doting eyes, and gently touched his head with the palm of his calloused right hand for a while, and said, "Do you think that they will listen to what Grandpa says? Besides, this is also their fate." ”
"Shall we die, then?" the boy continued to ask, blinking his big dark eyes with a confused expression, as if the question could never be answered.
The middle-aged man didn't have the slightest impatience, and still explained kindly, "How can we die, grandpa just took you to take a look, a long insight." ”
After asking all the questions, he turned around and stopped talking.
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No one noticed this scene, as if there was an invisible aura that completely separated the old and the young from the others. The sound of their words did not alert the people around them in the slightest, or that the people around them did not hear them at all.