Chapter 880 Raleye
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A huge city of boulders suddenly came into view of the man.
The weird spatial structure that has never been seen before, the aesthetics and art that does not belong to humans, the geometric symmetry that transcends cognition, just as Namor described it, all human languages and vocabulary cannot describe its distortion and madness.
With just one glance, you can clearly understand that it is definitely not a city built by humans.
The resentment and malice revealed everywhere aroused disgust deep in the souls of living beings. The thick green miasma that filled the sky was mixed with a disgusting and rancid smell. Thick and slippery green liquid seeped out of the surface and slowly dripped along the fractured cracks. fall.
The unreasonable chaotic and twisted architecture destroys human reason all the time.
Even the breeze blowing from that city seemed to be mixed with some kind of ancient whisper, tempting people to fall into the boundless dark abyss.
A huge stone pillar towers into the sky, like a tombstone erected in ancient times.
Green moss and wildly growing vines wrap around the huge stone pillar. It stands alone in the center of the city from the past to the eternal future.
"Is this...a real dream?"
The man roughly understood the cause and effect, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and said: "I found that I couldn't be dragged directly into the dream, so I first used Namor as a buffer, and then used specific ritual spells to force my soul in."
No wonder he occasionally felt someone calling him when he was above the abyss.
Now think about it carefully, it should be some kind of ritual spell. The owner of this city wanted to drag him into a dream, but found that the strength of his soul was too high, so he changed his thinking and goals, starting with Namor, who had a weaker soul. Take action.
"Five senses? No...a reality far beyond the five senses."
The man's spiritual power enveloped the surroundings in an instant, and then he frowned slightly: "Even the illusion of flowers in the mirror and moon in the water cannot create such a real illusion. It seems that my guess was right."
This is a weird dream that is almost completely real, even infinitely close to reality. Everything that happens here is equivalent to what happens in reality, so it can be completely understood as... a dream world.
Namor probably didn't even notice when he was dragged into the dream, right?
To have the power to create such a real dream, after thinking about it, there is basically only one possibility.
"The Old One...!"
Although it was a questionable statement, he used an affirmative tone.
Wuwuwu——
The sound of the wind passed through the twisted boulder city, emitting a low moan that was almost like a whisper.
It was as if some ancient and terrifying existence was inviting him to step into this forbidden realm.
"That's fine, let's make peace with it now that we've come."
The man stared at the huge stone city, with a trace of indifference flowing in his deep eyes, and said: "Since you have gone through all the trouble to invite me in, let me see what kind of medicine you are selling in your gourd. .”
With one step forward, the spiritual energy surged.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the man's figure disappeared from the spot, and the next second he stepped onto the city of boulders.
When you step on the green moss, disgusting and putrid mucus immediately oozes out. The slippery touch is really unpleasant, and the indescribable twisted structure and the extreme malice emanating from everywhere, just as Namor described, it is difficult to Use words to describe it.
"What a strong soul power..."
The man frowned slightly, feeling a little cautious in his heart: "The souls under the first-level spiritual pressure will probably have their perceptions distorted. This level of power... is no longer inferior to mine."
To resist the power that distorts cognition and reason, one can only achieve first-level spiritual strength.
Otherwise, just by stepping into this huge stone city, you will be affected by the strange fluctuations in it, and then you will be unable to distinguish between dreams and reality. You will eventually be controlled by that power and become as crazy as Namana.
The man took a deep breath, went straight up the huge stone stairs, and came to the stone monument. After taking a general look, he couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that my guess was correct...this is Laleye." city."
If he remembered correctly from his previous life, there should still be an old ruler sleeping here.
Long before the birth of mankind and all things, he walked on the earth. The crazy and great ruler of the old days, Vol from the twenty-third cloud, a shining planet named Soth, he is... ...Cthulhu.
The people who built this ancient city were the ruler's family, the star family.
The crouching giant beast depicted on the stele is clearly the image of the old ruler Cthulhu. It has a typical octopus head and dragon wings, as well as a bloated and fat body covered with scales. Compared with other outer gods, it is more distorted. He could recognize the appearance at a glance.
Mainly because this guy's image was so famous in his previous life that almost everyone who didn't know him had seen him.
"They came out one after another..."
A trace of sadness flashed in the man's eyes, and he sighed: "If Gabriel hadn't lied to me, the legendary doomsday war... I'm afraid it's really getting closer."
After some emotion, he picked up his depressed mood and moved on.
Unlike the story told by Namor, he did not find a huge square covered with corpses, nor did he see a bottomless abyss. Instead, he came to a sculptured octopus monster, full of distortions of reason and madness. In front of the gate.
The height of the huge stone gate is estimated to be at least a thousand meters, and it cannot be built by manpower.
There are several broken stone pillars standing in front of the door, and crazy curses can still be vaguely engraved on them.
Unfortunately, he is not a historian and does not know these texts at all.
After just a few glances, the man focused on the door. Just as he was thinking about how to open it, he heard a dull sound caused by heavy stones rubbing against the ground.
The two huge stone doors, measured in kilometers, slowly opened inward with a heavy sound.
However, the scene inside the door was neither the temple he imagined, nor some terrifying monster, nor a twisted building, but a deep and boundless darkness, like a black hole in the universe, swallowing up all light and reason.
The filthy air flows into this world, blaspheming everything that exists.
And the voice that had been calling him became much clearer at this moment. The chaotic murmurs and murmurs were mixed with joy and joy, and the violent roars were filled with the vision of longing to set foot on this land again.
But more importantly, among the murmurs and babbles, he heard a name.
It is neither Cthulhu, the Great Old One, nor other synonyms for chaos and madness, but the name of an ordinary, simple human being - Lord!
There seemed to be countless disgusting monsters in the dark abyss, calling this human's name one after another.
The man's eyes moved slightly, and his soul seemed to be a passionate piece of music, vibrating wildly and excitedly, revealing an extremely greedy desire, conveying to him an idea to regain the name that belonged to him.
Boom...boom...boom...
In a burst of extremely sharp, extremely broad, melodious and chaotic weird tones.
The man's white military uniform gradually turned into a black robe, and he slowly stepped into the boundless darkness.
"I am coming!"
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