The red moon returns

Chapter 98 Temple

boom.

Enduring the indescribable stench, Lynch forcefully closed the cold door of the temple.

The noise outside the door suddenly stopped, and the inside and outside seemed to be separated into two worlds.

The imagined collision did not occur, but Lynch still pressed his back against the ice door and waited quietly for a while.

It seems that my judgment was wrong. Sure enough, there are no simple things in the mysterious world, but where is the mistake?

After sifting through the occult knowledge he had learned, Lynch realized that he just used the three elements of dreams, but ignored another rule.

The principle of dream instability.

Due to the fluctuation and associative nature of the consciousness of living creatures, the dreams of living beings will inevitably show unstable characteristics. This is reflected in the example that dreams will change cyclically or non-periodically. This change will last throughout the dream and will not change. The difference is due to the length of time.

This is one of the necessary conditions for judging dream events. If the facts violate the principle of dream instability, it means that the current event is not a dream, at least not completely a dream of a living being.

Heck, if you get the question wrong the first time, is this the tragedy of being a scumbag?

However, Lynch was not disappointed, and it was reasonable to be wrong. He had also analyzed another solution before.

Replicate Maya's previous behavior.

Maya entered the depths of the temple and then woke up. Although according to the principle of uncertainty of results, because the imitator cannot completely reproduce all the details of the template, the current state will deviate from the template, resulting in a butterfly effect similar to the hometown. The correlation effect may cause huge deviations in the final result, but that is only possible. There is at least a 65% chance of reproducing the template effect.

This chance is also worth a try.

So from the beginning, Lynch was prepared with both hands, and the temple was his last resort.

But this retreat is really hard to describe.

It was bitingly cold and the stench was overwhelming.

Weird and terrifying murmurs continued to come from the depths of the temple, and green flames flickered on and off, casting countless twisted and ferocious reflections all around.

This place is as abominable as a nightmare.

‘Neighbor, I won’t be poisoned or frozen to death if I go in. ’

【Usually not. 】

Don't be so strict about this next time, I'm afraid.

Lynch sighed and turned his back away from the cold door.

It seems that the temple is a forbidden area for monsters. The problem is not necessarily good news. I feel like I have been treated the same as the protagonist of a horror movie.

With a self-deprecating smile, Lynch filled his bullets and walked cautiously inside with his cane.

The corridor of the temple was empty, cold and dry. The surrounding ice was covered with murals. Lynch mustered up the courage to take a look. It turned out that it was not some weird mysterious image, but a normal mural recording records. Funeral rites in the city.

The bodies of everyone who died in this city, whether they were outsiders or residents, would be brought to this temple. After being processed by the priests, they would be placed on the altar deep in the temple and be slept in the depths of the temple. Devoured by a certain god, it became food for the gods. The residents here believe that offering a body to the gods will cleanse them of all the sins of their lifetime, so stealing the body or preventing the residents from dying is the greatest blasphemy and will usher in the most severe punishment from the priests.

‘It seems that this so-called god is Mordiggian. The antiseptic cold, the disease that cannot be treated, and the final death are the origins of its three powers. ’

【Um. 】

Lynch nodded and moved forward along the deep corridor. The murals on both sides became more and more weird as he went deeper, recreating in detail the whole process of the deceased from the entrance to the belly.

Just the first step of disposing of the corpse made Lynch feel sick in his stomach, and finally he simply looked away.

The strange murmurs became more and more erratic, sometimes louder and louder, like thousands of people chanting Mordiggian's name repeatedly, making Lynch feel more and more confused, even if Covering your ears does nothing to stop the erosion of the sound, as if the sound does not require the process of 'listening' at all.     It is simply a soul attack.

【Um. 】

Is this really a soul attack?

Upon hearing this, Lin Qi didn't dare to delay too much, and speeded up as cautiously as possible.

The corridors of the temple all slope downward, surrounded by identical ice walls, as if they lead all the way to the ground.

Lin Qi didn't know how long he had been walking. It seemed as if time had lost its meaning, and the surrounding scenery finally changed.

What appeared at the end of the passage was an empty hall. In the middle of the hall was a large hole with a diameter of more than ten meters. The cave was unfathomable, as if it led directly to the depths of endless hell. The smell of decay and death came from the entrance of the hole, turning into steaming water. Green smoke penetrated the walls and spread outside the temple.

Directly above the large hole, there is a huge platform. The platform is suspended by several iron chains, hanging precariously in the air, and is connected to the outside by several suspension bridges.

The entire platform was covered with dried blood, layer by layer, covering the surface of the platform, turning the platform into a strange purple-black color, especially the bed-like altar in the middle of the platform, which was filled with darkness. Red, looking at it from a distance makes people feel disgusted.

There was a person lying on the altar at this time. Although it was a bit far away and the appearance could not be seen clearly, one look at the clothes and knew that it was the female reporter Maya. Maya was lying motionless on the altar, wearing the clothes she had just changed into before going to bed. There were no obvious scars, as if he was asleep.

Hiss, another Maya?

Lin Qi realized that maybe this was the core area of ​​this dream-like space. Do I need to wake her up here?

However, looking at the platform hanging at the entrance of the cave, Lin Qi felt that his calves were a little weak. It's bottomless and pitch black below. If it falls, it's hard to say where it will fall, but it will definitely lead to death, and this is...

Lin Qi took a closer look at the cave, and couldn't help but feel nervous. The cave below was not a deep, dark and empty cave at all. There was a cave below, filled with darkness.

Darkness is not real darkness. It is like boiling water, constantly rolling and surging, spreading upward rapidly.

"I followed a long black shadow deep into the temple, and then I saw a huge..."

It turns out that her description is not abstract, but truly realistic. Hell, I understand. After she came in, she not only just woke up from a dream, she was also corroded and began to transform into a ghoul.

I don't want this to happen again.

Run quickly, no, wake her up first, at least take her out, but how can you wake her up.

Lin Qi was in a state of confusion for a moment. Looking at how fast the darkness was rising, his heart suddenly crossed and he wanted to rush onto the rickety platform, at least to hold the female reporter down first.

[Read. 】

'Um? ’ Lin Qi was stunned. This is not the memory of a strange object. Can it also be read?

But without thinking too much, Lin Qi subconsciously chose to trust his neighbors, immediately emptying his mind and feeling everything around him with his soul.

It was very quick, and I got a mysterious response in the blink of an eye.

[Use light to fight darkness, use temperature to fight cold, and use flames to embrace death. 】

Lin Qi's heart moved. He immediately put on the ring and turned into a ball of flame and rushed onto the platform.

The next moment, a scream suddenly sounded from my ears.

"Ah~~~"

　Happy New Year to everyone. I also want to update the third chapter, but I haven’t finished the third chapter. When I come back in the afternoon, I will try to see if I can finish it and publish it.

　　

　

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