Gunfire, Punk & Necromancers

Chapter 12 Chapter 11 Black Stone Hall
Using the cartoon pattern in his hand as a benchmark, Zhuang Xuteng concentrated on recreating the details of the dream.The dream, still trying to resist, as if it had life.The feeling of this rivalry is very clear, and Zhuang Xuteng believes more and more that he is not fighting against memory, but suppressing and domesticating shadows.

As the confrontation continued, the graphics on the stone pillars of the hall in the dream became clearer and more detailed, and then a phenomenon that had never occurred in the nightmare last night occurred.The bright green light slowly flows along the lines of the figure, starting from a circle, gradually lighting up the entire stone pillar, and adding a gloomy green halo to the entire hall.

Strange things happened.

The air flow around Zhuang Xuteng slowed down, and the smoke formed by the cigarette first became like running water, and then continued to condense, turning into a jelly-like state.The light dimmed, the sunlight coming in through the window was dimmed, like black stratocumulus clouds suddenly taking over the sky before a storm.

Gorgondo and Lucy go into slow motion, and they don't seem to know it.Faced with this weird phenomenon, Zhuang Xuteng was also very scared.He stretched out his hand to Ge Gongdao, and at the same time wanted to call out, only to find that his body also became extremely slow, almost stagnant, but his mind and spirit remained in a normal working state.

The light became darker and darker, and the scenery outside the window soon became invisible, and then Ge Gongdao and Lucy were also engulfed in darkness.It seems that Zhuang Xuteng is the only one left in the whole world, and he rules a silent world alone.At this moment, panic is not enough to describe his mood, and extreme depression is a more appropriate description.He really wants to get out of this situation, he wants to get back to normal.

"How could this happen...why...wrong! This might be a trick of Shadow Follower, it wants to scare me and drive me crazy!"

This idea was not necessarily correct, but it became the pillar for Zhuang Xuteng to calm down.He kept reminding himself that although he didn't know if there was any danger lurking in the darkness, he was unharmed so far, so there was no need to panic.Observing, listening, sniffing, groping, the unknown has always been the normal state of everyone all the time, what is there to be afraid of?
When he calmed down, he heard voices coming from the darkness.The voice was near and far away. When it was far away, it seemed to be beyond the ends of the world. When it was close, it was like whispering on the shoulder.The voice is sometimes thin and sharp, sometimes rough and deep, with snickering and crying, roaring and sighing in it.And surrounded by these sobs and murmurs, there is an emotionless, repeated word hiding in it.

Zhuang Xuteng listened attentively, and the voice repeated:
heaven and earth;
God is, I am;
live and die
Both are and are not.

"What do you mean?" Zhuang Xuteng couldn't understand, but felt that the voice was very attractive, as if it was speaking the truth, and he wanted to hear more.At this moment, a gleam of light appeared in the darkness, which was the glowing stone pillar from before.The graphics above flowed, mysterious and mysterious.The green light gradually drove away the darkness, and Zhuang Xuteng finally saw his surroundings clearly.

Inexplicably, he returned to the hall in his dream, standing here down-to-earth, feeling the hardness and coldness of the ground.There were no dead bodies and pools of blood of family and friends in the hall, which made him feel better.

A broken black marble throne stood in front of it. It seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer thousands of times, and it was already scarred.Debris, large and small, were scattered around the chair, forming an open space not covered by the black mist.

Leaving the throne and the debris area, the rest of the hall is covered in black mist, which is completely different from the scene in the dream.The mist can just cover the feet, and its texture is thick, giving people a sticky feeling.

The mist avoided the throne, and also avoided Zhuang Xuteng, staying one meter away, forming a circle around him.At the same time, the mist did not wrap around the 72 stone pillars supporting the main hall, and they carefully hid half a meter away from the stone pillars.Zhuang Xuteng looked at the stone pillars, and found that their surfaces were mottled and damaged, and they had been man-made just like the throne.Those graphics and patterns were even more seriously damaged, not only the shape was completely lost, but it was even difficult to see whether there were patterns or not.

What's going on, daydreaming?Is the Pink Skull shadow trying to affect my mood again?
Zhuang Xuteng breathed slowly, feeling his heart carefully.Although this matter was weird everywhere, he didn't have a trace of fear.He felt a sense of relaxation and comfort at home in the Great Hall, a mood clearly attributed to Pink Skull.However, this probably means that there is no threat to Zhuang Xuteng here.So... how about trying to get around?

As soon as the thought came up, there was a change: Zhuang Xuteng watched himself slowly walk towards the throne, sat in it skillfully, then raised his right hand leisurely and contentedly, and patted the armrest twice.It's a series of phantoms that never happened, but it's about to happen.

Zhuang Xuteng walked up, acting according to the phantom he had just seen.He couldn't control his body, he could only clearly feel the firmness of each step as he landed.The fragments were a little sharp, and there was a little tingling.The pain was so real that it was hard for him to believe that it was something that a dream could concoct.

The stone chair close to the body is warm, the temperature is slightly higher than the body temperature, warm and very comfortable.Zhuang Xuteng looked around curiously, and suddenly realized that he could finally control his body!His first movement was to stand up, but this behavior immediately caused his body to become stiff, and then he was sent back to the stone throne.After trying a few times, he understood: he can only move if he is sitting; if he wants to get up, he will be forcibly moved back into the throne.

"I can see, hear, talk, and touch. The ground and the throne have warmth and texture. This dream is too real! Now I understand why those people are driven crazy by shadow followers—true and false It is indeed difficult to distinguish, and you can still enter the illusion while standing. If this is the case for a long time, the spirit will not be able to bear it sooner or later."

Zhuang Xuteng writhed on the throne, experimented with various postures, and searched every corner carefully, but found no mechanisms or clues.He habitually scratched his head with his right hand, and when he was about to put his hand down, he suddenly thought: He hadn't slapped twice on the right armrest as shown by the phantom.

To shoot or not?Zhuang Xuteng thought for a while, and seemed to have nothing else to do.So he corrected his posture, imitating the appearance of the phantom, raised his hand, took a picture, raised his hand, and took a picture again.

A pink light emerged from his shoulders and enveloped his head, disguising the appearance of a pink skull.The pink light spread downwards, causing him to look down, only to see that his body was wrapped in a blue-purple robe.The robe is decorated with the same style of patterns as the stone pillars, dotted with bright and gorgeous gems of various colors, which is extraordinary at first glance.

Zhuang Xuteng turned into a figure in a long robe with a pink skull head on his head. Only his hands were exposed from his original body.He also found that he was inexplicably holding a quarter-meter-long gold scepter in his left hand, with a fist-sized pink diamond studded at the top.Nine huge rings were worn on his right hand. Except for five long black nails, every knuckle was covered by rings, and the rings were also full of precious stones.

This is how much you like gems!
How much can this be exchanged for?

The pink light moved from the top of the head to the tip of the toes, then continued downward, and finally converged in front of the throne, rushing into the black mist.Wherever the pink light went, the mist receded to avoid it, and then re-condensed around it, enveloping the pink light layer by layer.The pink light was not in a hurry, it calmly stopped, split into two, and turned into two pink swirls.They spread out while rotating, each showing a perfect circle shape, and the middle of the two circles is connected by an hourglass-shaped light belt.There is a pink skull light spot in the vortex on the left of Zhuang Xuteng, and two green light spots in the vortex on the right.At this time, the two green light spots moved quickly, approaching the pink skull continuously.

In the main hall, the chaotic whimpers and murmurs disappeared, and the repeated chanting disappeared, but instead, bells sounded from above.At first there was only one bell, and more and more bells were added until the bells roared like a torrential rain.Zhuang Xuteng was dizzy and in a trance from the noise.No matter how hard he struggled, he could neither stop the bell nor leave his seat.

About to be tortured to death...

at the same time……

Constitution City, the capital of the Republic of the Third Era, Xinke District, a research institute located at a depth of 200 meters below the pedestrian park.

Researcher Dr. Truth Booker removes the magnifying glass from the bridge of his nose and holds it in his hand for adjustments.Before, he was using this video device to carefully review the cultural relics brought back by the "Discovery Company".

"Those guys who just graduated from the Scarlet Academy are all young and know the truth of light and shadow! Do you think that you can manipulate the box of light and capture shadows as a skill? The real secret is actually in these cultural relics. The secret of why the God Realm was once so powerful!"

What he was looking at carefully was a fragment of parchment, and the "Gaowei language" writing on it was worth studying.So far, there is still no standard on how to translate this kind of text, and many people have different understanding systems and methods.While checking the preservation of these fragments, Dr. Booker chanted the "spell" of "show me the secret."

Suddenly, the fibrous textured layers of the parchment fragments shimmered with green, forming vague and mysterious patterns.The doctor was taken aback, and hurriedly checked, while thinking of calling a colleague.It's just that he didn't have such an opportunity at all, time seemed to stand still for an instant, and he felt himself being sucked in by the parchment.

Also at the same time, in the research headquarters of Dingxin Mochuang Group located in Gaofeng City, Hill Lee, a researcher who was checking the warehouse according to the instructions of the superior leader, yawned.She put the warehouse list on the shelf beside her, took out a small bottle from the pocket of her white dust jacket, opened her eyelids with one hand, and dripped it in with the other.

"Check, check, check shit! Don't you want to watch me from the surveillance?" Hill is a young and beautiful beauty, especially when she is wearing a company uniform, she is even more seductive.The warehouse director required her to wear hip-wrapping skirts, stockings and black high heels when she went to work. Such clothes, especially high heels, were obviously not suitable for long-term walking or standing work.But the warehouse director arranged for her a lot of repeated inspections alone, and then went to the monitoring room to spy on her through the camera.

"You old pervert..." Hill Lee frowned, venting his dissatisfaction silently.She really wanted to be transferred from this position as soon as possible, out of the sight of the pervert director, but she lacked connections.For this reason, she is working hard to learn the rune lizard language, hoping to become the interpreter of the exploration team.Although I heard that the work of the exploration team is somewhat dangerous, there are no peeping perverts there.

Picking up the list again, before taking two steps, Hill noticed a strange green light on the shelf.She looked at the source of the light. A handicraft statue with a human body and a crocodile head was shining and shaking constantly.She was about to call out to her colleagues, but found that her throat was pinched and her body was restrained.She seemed to see the crocodile grow its mouth and swallowed itself in one gulp.

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