Chapter 1471 Tonight is the time for the feast! (14)
The space suddenly tore apart, and a black cavity appeared.
Then, Lord, dressed in a black Death Tyrant outfit, walked out of the chaotic void with a long sword hanging from his waist.
The view is pure white, with the wind and snow howling.
This is the only continent without permanent residents. It is a plateau covered by ice and snow all year round. The lowest temperature can even reach nearly minus 90 degrees Celsius. It is a truly forbidden land!
Since entering the age of science and technology, humankind has never stopped exploring Antarctica. This plateau, covered by ice and snow all year round, hides many mysteries that humans have not yet solved.
For example, Hitler sent scientists to Antarctica many times to establish a secret military base. Although it is no longer known what the purpose of those scientists was, according to the only subsequent oral information from high-level German officials, it was a project that could help him defeat the Allies. weapons.
In addition, the United States has visited Antarctica many times to establish research bases in the name of scientific research. The contents are extremely confidential, even higher than nuclear weapons.
There are various indications that Antarctica is far from being as simple as it seems. There may be a huge secret hidden in its coverage that is enough to subvert human cognition.
But now...the secret seems to have been revealed.
The aurora, which was supposed to only appear at night, now appeared in broad daylight, and it was something I had never seen before... a deep pitch black color, like a mythical abyss.
The dark aurora shrouds the Antarctic sky, giving people an extremely ominous atmosphere. The flowing clouds entrenched in the sky seem to have received some kind of traction, showing a vortex shape similar to the eye of a storm, surrounded by those flowing black clouds. The aurora, from a distance, looks like... an eye!
Obviously...this situation is not normal!
"Has it started yet..."
Lord frowned, and there was a flash of anxiety in his eyes. He didn't have much time left, and he had to stop Michael as soon as possible.
Fukado took a breath, and his spiritual pressure exploded!
boom!
With himself as the center, nearly endless spiritual pressure spread to the surroundings in a ring shape, wave after wave, just like radar detection.
At this moment, the howling wind and snow seemed to have stopped.
The azure spiritual pressure poured out, like a turbulent tsunami, covering the entire Antarctica.
Up to the sky, down to the ground, it can be said to be digging three feet.
Nothing could escape his detection, not even the bacteria frozen in ice came into view.
"Got you!"
Luo De suddenly opened his eyes, and as the water flowed, the four holes were locked in a certain direction.
The next moment, he tapped the air.
boom--!
In the loud sound like a thunderstorm, the air dented visibly to the naked eye, and then spread explosively to the surrounding area with a fierce explosion.
Lord's figure suddenly disappeared.
Instead, there was a wave of air that cut through the sky like a rainbow, creating a gap of hundreds of thousands of feet in the wind, snow and flowing clouds in Antarctica.
In an instant, he had arrived at his destination.
Directly below where the dark auroras and swirling clouds converge, is a huge iceberg shaped like a pyramid.
It wouldn't be surprising if they were just similar.
But the iceberg in front of me is far more than just a similarity.
Its four faces are quite smooth and neat, and the four edges are even more sharp-cut. The whole body is as white as jade. Under the dark aurora, it looks like a gem. It is not like a natural product at all, but more like a man-made product.
Ellsworth…
Lord had heard of this iceberg, which was rumored to have been built by a lost civilization. However, the rumor was later debunked, saying it was a forged picture and the iceberg did not exist.
But now it seems...the rumors are true.
Huge swirling clouds hovered in the sky, like a monster's open bloody mouth, and dark aurora swam around. The entire iceberg pyramid looked like it exuded a strange sense of beauty.
Pyramids... he was no stranger to them.
The Akkadian civilization of the previous era was dominated by this type of pyramid architecture, which generally served important purposes. Therefore, it is not surprising that the third key is hidden here.
"wait for me……"
Lord took a deep breath and walked towards the pyramid.
However, just as he took a step forward, the swirling clouds entrenched in the sky suddenly shook. The dark auroras floating around the surroundings began to converge towards the central area as the clouds vibrated.
Huhuhu——!
Immediately afterwards, a large number of aurora gathered in the center of the vortex, becoming as deep as a black hole. A thick fog filled the eyes, and the huge pyramid slowly disappeared.
"This is?"
Lord was startled for a moment, and then he understood that his actions just now seemed to have triggered some kind of defensive measures.
Gray-white mist obscured the view.
Not only that, all the surrounding scenery was blocked by the fog, and even the detection of spiritual pressure was blocked.
Although Lord was anxious now, he was not panicked.
If it is really the defense mechanism of the pyramid, using the methods of the Akkadian civilization, it will definitely not be so simple. This strange gray-white mist must also hide a more terrifying killing move!
After all...this is the last key!
After thinking about it, Lord suppressed his anxiety and planned to test it first to see what secrets the mist held.
Holy text: Almighty!
Those eyes, which contained the power to explore the future, stared deeply into the gray mist ahead.
One, two, hundreds, thousands...
Millions, tens of millions, tens of billions, hundreds of billions...
A horrifying scene appeared. Under the watchful eye of omniscience and omnipotence, the number of results from now to the future increased explosively and crazily, and was doubling at an alarming rate!
No...no more!
The astonishing number of futures and the prediction of almost astronomical results almost overwhelmed his brain.
"puff……"
Lord's expression changed, and blood spilled from the corners of his lips.
He shook his body and barely stood still. He had a headache that seemed to be splitting. He pressed his temples with his hands, and his temples were filled with bloodshot eyes.
“What the hell is this?!”
Looking at the calm gray mist in front of him, Lord suddenly felt a storm in his heart. Since becoming omniscient and omnipotent, this is the first time that he has suffered such a big loss.
Although the fog cannot prevent him from predicting the future...
But it was in another form, using countless future results to forcibly cover up and confuse him, even similar to overwhelming his brain with huge amounts of information.
On another level...
This gray-white mist is a weapon specially made to restrain omniscience and omnipotence.
This thing... was created to deal with him?
The thought was fleeting, and Lord quickly shook his head and denied it. He was not worthy of such treatment.
Come to think of it... it was probably created specifically to restrict "Yog-Sothoth".
Just as Lord was thinking about how to break the fog.
Suddenly, in the gray-white mist, figures flickered, and it became crowded in an instant. It seemed that countless people were walking in his direction.
Lord took a closer look and suddenly felt cold all over.
It was as if someone had poured a basin of cold water from head to toe on a sultry dog day. The cold air traveled along the spine and reached the sky.
"Azai!"
"Mr. Luo!"
"Dezai!"
"Ade!"
"Lord!"
…
Amidst the sincere calls, the hazy figures gradually became clear. Those people were all... acquaintances of his previous life!
Relatives, friends, teachers, classmates...
The familiar faces all made Lord nostalgic and brought back memories of the past.
"you……"
Lord's eyes widened and he stood frozen.
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Inside the pyramid.
Michael, who was wearing a pure white dress, was sitting under an ancient cross, with a spear on his knee. The shape was simple, like a cultural relic, and exuded the atmosphere of time.
What is worth paying attention to is that the tip of the gun is covered with a layer of dark red rust spots, which seem to be the marks left after the blood dries.
Michael stroked the gun body gently, with reluctance in his eyes:
"The defense mechanism can't stop him, so why aren't you in a hurry?"
"Why should I be anxious?" Opposite her, a pitch-black figure in the lake grinned: "Time... means nothing to us. Even if we fail this time, we will just wait for another era. .”
"That's right...we are the ones who should be anxious."
Michael laughed at himself: "Without the key, he can't enter the final place. You should be more happy to see these situations."
"It doesn't matter if he gets in or not."
The shadow flickered on the wall of the stone chamber, and a strange laughter came out: "It doesn't matter who wins, because no matter what, the final winner... is us."
