Chapter 721: Opening the Door
Chapter 721 Opening the Door
Start praying – to your Lord.
The brain in the crown of bones suddenly gave a twitch, and the “saint” suddenly sensed a great danger and terror in these words – it did not know what the nature of this fear was, but the warning from the dark destiny was like a mountain pressing down on its subconsciousness!
It instantly struggled violently, its powerful will even broke through the layers of restrictions set by the witch in its body for a short period of time, and the bone spikes on the edge of the skeleton cage began to emit clattering sounds, and along with this brief loosening of the restrictions, its senses finally recovered further, and it finally perceived its surroundings – perceiving the familiar scent of the Holy Land Island. A familiar scent.
It realized where it had been brought to, and in that instant, a thick despair enveloped its already crazily mutated mind in layers like night!
“Holy land!” The ghastly brain rose and wriggled violently, the air around it trembling as it let out layers of frenzied hissing, “Holy ground! You have defiled the Holy Land! You heretics …… Lord will punish you, and none of you will escape!”
Duncan and Lucrecia, however, just looked at the furious “saints” expressionless, a moment later, Duncan raised his right hand, his palm holding a flame, the edge of the flame jumping, wisps of flame flow down to the ground, part of the black stone door to spread, the other part of the silent burn to the saint’s feet began to slowly burn. feet and began to burn slowly.
It was only when the flames began to spread that Duncan broke the silence, “Two things, the first is that your ‘holy ground’ is not to be defiled by others – your foolish compatriots dug through the ground and awakened the flesh and blood of the ancient gods, and they have now been ‘returned their souls to the Holy Lord’ as they wished, in every sense of the word.
“Secondly, I don’t really care what your Lord has to say about this, but I do have something to talk to your Lord about – so start praying, I’m afraid this is the only time in your life that you’ll actually be able to make a ‘Holy Lord of the Profound’ share your worries, and on a personal level …… it will more or less make you feel better about what’s to come.”
The flames spread, the green spiritual fire gradually climbed up to the huge black stone door, the flame flow like water seeped into the grooves on the stone door, burning on its surface, making the whole door as if it were coming to life as if it was shaking, shaking, while another flame ignited the “saint’s” bones and limbs, and began to burn towards its whole body!
A kind of fear that erodes the monster’s mind along with its soul swept over it, and the latter instantly struggled, but the witch’s prohibition suppressed all its resistance in the blink of an eye, and it could only watch the flames spreading, but compared to the pain it felt in its body, there was another, even more terrible and darker, “sense of touch” that made it even more despairing! –It felt that it was in contact with the flames.
It felt that it was establishing a connection with the dark stone door, a connection that was deeper and more incomprehensible than physical contact, and it felt that it was gradually becoming a part of the door, a part of the world behind the door– its consciousness, its memories, and the world behind the door. -Its consciousness, its memories, all of its reasoning and what it can use to maintain its “self” are all becoming part of that gate. …… data ……
In a trance, a hollow voice echoed, a strange, low humming sound, and on the edge of a faltering consciousness, the Saint felt the part of its personality reemerge from the deformed, twisted body, it felt once again its hands and feet, the texture of its breath, the sound of a voice vibrating against its eardrums–the things it had voluntarily given up as part of the “self”, the things it had remembered, the things it had used to maintain the “self”, were becoming the door. Those parts of it that it had once voluntarily given up, as a human being, came back into the world as if in a void.
“Pray to your Lord ……”
A voice vibrated and echoed in his consciousness, causing him to raise his head in a trance and daze, yet the subconscious resistance was still there, which caused him to clench his teeth in an effort to rid himself of the voice — but the voice was still coming in, vibrating in every direction, even in his own subconscious mind —
“Pray to your Lord ……”
He raised his eyes in the darkness, and saw the magnificent black gate standing in front of him, like the beginning and the end of everything; the surface of the gate wriggled and swirled up, like a pool of water wrinkling, and between the swirling shimmers he saw countless images that had been blurred and shattered–
He had studied in the city-state, and had been busy walking through the streets like a commoner, he had thirsted for many things, and had been swallowed up by a greater emptiness the moment he had obtained them, he had perceived the falsity of the shell in the midst of wanton indulgence, and had gained a brief moment of enlightenment in the baptism of blood – and he saw his first victim, a young body lying quietly in the blood-letting trough, undergoing its last convulsions, and he saw his last victim again, only a pair of eyes filled with fear and despair remaining in that mass of no-longer-human remains, eyes that reflected a powerful, already transcendent shell of a mortal body ……
And all of this was gradually being swallowed up by that black door – everything that he was as a human being, everything that was inhuman, everything that he had experienced, everything that he had escaped …… was gradually being uploaded to the source… …
“Pray to your Lord.”
Beside the black door, a giant filled with starlight looked down, the giant had no five senses, countless bright star rivers flowed inside the TA, dazzling star clusters and dark cloud bands outlined the unnamable face of the TA, the TA bent down slightly, a tentacle-like star river extended and flowed in front of the Saint’s eyes, the front of that tentacle of twinkling starlight opened up noiselessly, and countless eyes twinkled and blinked in the starlight, scrutinizing the The saint’s soul.
Beside the starlight giant, the black door slowly opened, and a being with a tower-like majestic body, surrounded by countless huge tentacles, was casting an earthly glance.
Why refuse to pray? The Lord is there …… He casts a billion merciful glances.
A tremendous touch pried open the saint’s mind – he finally forgot where he had come from and what he was trying to do, and he bent down before the great Being and prostrated himself again straight to the ground, murmuring softly, “Lord …… “
Ghostly green flames rose into the air, and the dark stone door turned into a layer of slightly rippling pitch-black mirrors in an instant – in the undulations of the mirrors, a vast world could be vaguely seen in its depths.
Duncan turned his head and saw that the crumpled black wreckage was burning quietly in the clearing in front of the black door; its vitality had faded, but the remaining parts of the wreckage …… looked like they could burn for a long time.
“Saints really are more resistant to burning.”
He casually sighed, and his eyes turned to the “black door” that was rippling like a mirror – on the opposite side of the door, the breath of Shirley and Dog was still active, and it became clearer and clearer.
He stepped forward and touched the dark mirror with his finger, which rippled, but his fingertip did not feel anything. It was like a phantom.
“Is this the gate to the Profound Deep Sea?” Morris couldn’t help but come forward, frowning while carefully observing the black door, “It looks …… somewhat similar to the ‘rift’ opened by the Profound Demon, but it’s obviously more stabilizi ……”
“Essentially, it’s a rift opened by a Profound Demon – that saint is already a Profound Demon, and it certainly has the ability to open a passageway to the Profound Deep,” Duncan said casually, “All I did was to open the rift after it opened the door to force the rift into place, and used the nature of the ‘connection points’ in this cavern to position the door as close as possible to Shirley and Dog – right now I can sense that the two of them are somewhere across the way. ”
As he said this, he looked at Alice beside him, as well as Maurice and Lucrecia across the way, with an arrangement in mind.
“Alice, you go through the gate with me, and Maurice and Lucy, you guard the door.”
“Don’t you need me to go in with you?” Lucrecia immediately said with some concern.
“No,” Duncan shook his head, “I’m not there to fight, just to find someone as well as talk to the Holy Lord of the Spectres, and it won’t matter much if I bring one more or one less – but someone will need to be left to guard this side of the gate. ”
Saying this he paused, adding while thinking, “This rift will be open for a long time, and before we return there will surely be a Profound Demon that will notice this passage, and something will run out of the gate then – so you and Maurice will be needed to guard it. And it’s not just this gate, but the entire island of Sanctuary may also undergo some changes due to this rift, so you’ll need to go and inform Vanna, as well as the Deep and the Church of the Dead, that there may be many ‘guests’ around here for the rest of the day until the gate closes.”
Listening to her father’s arrangements, Lucrecia’s expression grew serious and she nodded softly:
“I understand – Morris-san and I will guard this place.”
Duncan nodded and did not say anything else, only turning to Alice and beckoning her.
“Pull on me, and don’t let go in the middle.” He whispered to the mannequin who had followed him.
Alice immediately nodded and reached out to grasp Duncan’s arm tightly, but with a small smile on her face – a smile that didn’t have the slightest hint of nervousness in it, but instead looked happy, as if …… she wasn’t going to a place that was horrifyingly scary to ordinary people, but rather she was going to following the captain on an outing.
“Not afraid?” In front of the undulating, writhing black mirror, Duncan noticed the smile on Alice’s face and couldn’t help but ask softly.
Alice smiled happily, “Not afraid!”
“Good.”
Duncan nodded and led the mannequin through the dark door without hesitation.
A wonderful feeling came over him.
It was as if they had crossed a layer of illusory fog, there was no blockage, no discomfort, only a slight coolness that surfaced quickly and faded instantly, it was only a brief moment, yet it was as if they had crossed an infinitely long tunnel in the blink of an eye-
Alice’s eyes widened in surprise, she gripped the captain’s arm tightly, and saw many flashes of light in front of her, but more than those marvelous flashes of light, she was even more surprised that she seemed to have “heard” some kind of sound.
As she passed through the “tunnel” and traveled to the other side, a voice came directly into her mind–
“Identity check, ¥#@$&%&…… passed;
“Verifying identity, LH-03, Pilot Three, passing.”
(Push book time, from groupmate Tata, book title “Sandy Confusion Star and Iron Oasis”, genre is road text, emmmmm…… according to the author’s own recommendation, is the story of white-haired loli driving a huge vehicle adventure in the barren post-apocalyptic world?)
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