winter era

Chapter 185 Heaven

The air is circulated.

After stepping into the passage, sniffing the damp breath, Li Lin quickly judged this.

Different from the decay and dullness of the big hollow above, there is a warm breath reverberating in this underground tunnel.

Of course, it can't be that the architects went crazy and opened a complicated pipeline leading to the upper space. Instead, they used a more fantastic method to directly activate the air in the entire space.The activated air freely runs back and forth in this corridor, sending out cheerful thoughts to preserve everything in this corridor as it was just built.

Let alone witnessing such a spell with his own eyes, even the Complete Book of Ten Thousand Laws that Li Lin had read before did not record such a power.Directly giving vitality to dead objects is the ability of witches only after the rules of the post-era are completely broken.

But looking at the shining walls on both sides of the corridor, which is no different from the daytime, one knows that it is not the power that the witches who use the loopholes in the rules to create anti-logic products can display.Those sneaky thieves have no way to keep something against the rules, let alone coexist peacefully with anything else.This can only mean that the power that keeps the entire corridor in order has another theory.Only a force so powerful that it ignores all rules can do this.

And looking at the lifelike murals on the wall, Li Lin still felt dazzled even if he came to this corridor for the second time.

Just like the conquerors and heroes recorded in history, the sages are also human beings and intelligent creatures, so the habit of the intelligent creatures to rejoice and record has not changed at all.Even on the second layer of the seal, which is nothing to shit on, they perfectly described the whole process of sealing Chaos on the wall with a considerable degree of artistic techniques.

And from the delicate and exquisite strokes, it can be seen that the sages who are mainly elves definitely put a lot of effort into this mural.The interspersed light and shadow make people feel the imposing effect, which is the masterpiece of dwarf masters.The orcs used rough techniques and exaggerated expressions to show the pain and hardship at that time.Humans are responsible for sorting out the plots one by one, while the gnomes are trimming the data and year recorded on it bit by bit to be accurate to every minute and every second.

This should be the largest and most realistic epic in the history of this world.The time recorded in this true epic is from the chaotic past to the distant and eternal future, even now it still continues in a certain parallel space.

This is the first song that bards who now have spell-like abilities are asked to learn to sing.

Far away heaven.

Putting your fingers on the clear murals, you can even feel the texture brought by the warm paint.But no matter what you do, there is no way to change the above picture even a little bit.After the sages defeated their eternal enemy, the excitement made them work hard in this sealed place, and they would not let anyone destroy their achievements.

The first record on it was the figure of the young man in the imperial capital.The city behind him was engulfed in flames.The originally bright and prosperous civilization was almost completely destroyed in the blink of an eye.The monsters unscrupulously released flames and fear in this ancient capital, causing those humans to die in wailing full of resentment.These products do not bring any real happiness and power to the demons, they just like to do it.Just a pure hobby.

This group of demons swarmed out from the pitch-black portal, and in the shadows were the silent and indifferent figures of the undead.There are also dark green ripples everywhere in the sky, from which you can see countless tentacles and monsters howling and waving.

But the young man who unleashed all these horrors didn't have any painful or happy expressions on his face. He just looked at the ripples in the sky and the ground with a tired look, and recorded strings of data on straw paper with a quill pen. .Frowning, thinking about the changes and transformations recorded on it, thinking about why that happened.

As for the wailing and cursing below, he turned a deaf ear to it.Or, even if he realized it, he didn't care.

For these were but a small offshoot of his great experiment.Not even an official product.At most, it was an accident, a small experiment.There will be many similar experiments in the future, and there will be countless more in the future.

He doesn't feel any guilt.There is absolutely no sound in the world in the eyes.His mind was sliced ​​into countless pieces in pursuit of that empty truth.The so-called feelings have long been removed by him with the most brutal means.Now the young man who is recording something on the top of the obelisk in the doomsday capital city, where the demons bow their heads, is not a human being at all.

It can only be described as a wreck.

In other words, he himself was a wreck from birth.

There is no awareness of what is real, nor what is false.The memories in his mind interfered with his judgment like a pot of porridge.In the end, the soul was stripped out, and a little bit of magic experiment was used to judge the truth and falsehood, and to find the way home from it.

This is not to say that he has to go home or something, maybe he did think that way before, but when he has become the top group of people in the world, does he still think that way?No, he just wants to determine whether he really exists in this world by observing his original world.

If it is a dream, then everything here is meaningless.No one would like to have a big fight in a dream, and then be recognized by the person in the dream.That is simply the greatest insult to human beings.From the very beginning to live a good life, to later to test whether he is the person in the dream, the chaotic consciousness became more and more crazy, and the methods became more and more extreme.And when it developed to destroy the king's capital with magic, those sages finally couldn't sit still.

Thus, for the first time, the figure of the Council of Hundreds appeared on the exquisite mural.

Perhaps it shouldn't have been called the Council of Hundreds at the time.More accurately, it is the Imperial Mages Group, the Mages Ring Council.

Just like the victors in the past, the sages of the Council of Hundreds were covered with rays of light above the sky, exuding an indescribable color from top to bottom, and shouted at the young man who recorded something at the top of the tower Scolding something.

It can be seen that they tried to communicate at the beginning.The sages took turns one by one, trying to persuade the young man at the top of the tower.Of course, we couldn't see what they were talking about on the mural, but judging from the young man's constant shaking of his head and increasingly gloomy expression, their request was definitely not good.

So soon, the negotiations broke down.

The young man just stretched out his fingers and snapped his fingers just like the person in the dream just now.In just a split second, invisible ripples swept across the entire capital.The originally chaotic monsters flew up with blank eyes, and rushed towards the hundred sages in the sky like dark clouds.And the young man himself pulled out a very familiar black cane from his own shadow, gently swiped up and down the space in front of him, opened a crack and walked in.

The monster strengthened by the young man has extreme immunity, and can even manipulate gravity and space in a small range.When the sages turned those monsters into residues in the shortest time, the distorted space door has turned into a pitch-black crescent moon.Like an invisible smiling face mocking the sages high in the sky.

'I don't care what you think. '

That's how he behaves.

Even if the murals can't express the strength and indifference, Li Lin can still feel the huge confidence.

Do you care what a group of characters in a novel think of you?Do you care if a group of fake things that will disappear the next day curse you?Those things don't exist, they're fake.So of course I don't care about the malice of those little things.

So in the same way, the Chaos whose cognition has gone wrong doesn't care.In his eyes, the world is probably all false.He doesn't care about anything, as long as he finds a connection point related to the past, it can prove that this place is real.And before proving this truth, all sacrifices are within the scope of calculation.Even the lives of millions of people are the blink of an eye.

And what he is doing now is to conduct reverse deduction through teleportation and thinking mode again, and find the original path.

That is the old saying that is often mentioned in poetry, return to the kingdom of heaven.

What he wants to do is to perform reverse deduction through this world, and re-arrive his original so-called world to confirm that he really exists in another universe, not some messy and ridiculous dream.

But relatively, repeated tests are required to determine specific spatial parameters.The number of people, the influence of consciousness, the change of region, the constraints of summoned creatures, all these require him to test a little bit.Therefore, almost all of the later pictures are the scenes of the man testing and recording, without any exception.

From mountains and rivers to snowfields, from oceans to forests, no matter where there are intelligent creatures or where there are no intelligent creatures, as long as the place he chooses is almost turned into a mass of ruins in an instant.The sages had almost no way to lock his position under the interference of his powerful power, and could only passively pursue the place where his power diverged.But the result of this is that, apart from seeing the cracks after he opened the space, he can only find those disgusting wreckage.

It wasn't provocation or anything, but he was completely unaware of what the sages were thinking.

After all, in his eyes, everything is so illusory and unreal, like a hazy dream.At the beginning, he could maintain his own belief, but as his strength grew and time passed, the man's spirit became more and more extreme.

If in a world without magic at all, you have a clear set of magic inheritance in your mind, you can also recall how you cast spells and plan.Then you can still be so sure that your world is real, instead of being dragged into some environment by some enemy and laughing at your embarrassed appearance?
When the power increases, this worry becomes more obvious.

And the specific manifestation is that the damage he caused and the tampering of the rules will become more and more unscrupulous.

As the corridor went down, the destructive images on the murals became more terrifying.From the original one town and one city, to the later one mountain and one sea, and even in the final period, the gate of chaos was directly opened and one-third of the whole world was involved in disaster.

The expression on the young man's face was still so indifferent, and the notes in his hand kept recording labels that no one except himself could understand.This attitude of indifference and inaction finally made everyone feel annoyed by being fooled.The sages who were still the ring of mages finally decided to punish this loner bastard.

Then, the attack began.

In the beginning, the sages almost had the upper hand.They tampered with the surrounding order, put the bastard in the vortex of chaos, and let him directly face the horror and torture in the void.The confusion of position and time directly crushed his body.

Moreover, in order to express their anger, those sages deliberately set the surrounding space into a turbulent state, making it impossible to attack or defend at a normal level.The energy wave formed by the positive and negative annihilation of the space swallowed the weak figure of the young man almost in the blink of an eye.The sages believed that this lesson would impress him.

But for some reason, their attacks seemed to hit the phantom.No matter how powerful the force is, there is no way to interfere with the gesture recorded by the young man.Energy passed through his body, and magic did not interfere with his words.Even the power of time flows through his body without causing any impact.It's like he's become a phenomenon.A phenomenon called Chaos exists in this world like spacetime and flames.

Then, this phenomenon stopped the recording in his hand, and gathered the parchment in the sleeve robe.Turning to face the sages who attacked him.There was no awe or surprise for these sages in the gray-black eyes, but some were cold.

It was creepy, as cold as looking at a group of dead people.

Looking at the sages in the distance like that, the young man pulled out a black cane from the shadow of his sleeve, and tapped the ground lightly.Judging from the murals, he didn't even use too much strength, but easily tapped the tiles on the ground with the black stick.And at that moment, everyone came to the heaven of that world.

Without any resistance, without any signs, it was like changing the scene in a dream, and all the sages were dragged into his domain without warning.Not even the slightest omen or fluctuation appeared, as if it existed there in the first place.The young man put away his black cane indifferently, and the shadow under him condensed into a black high chair.With an impatient look on his face, he looked at the terrified and bewildered sages in front of him.

On the bright murals, the terrified and inexplicable expressions on the faces of the sages who were still the Imperial Mages at that time were vividly portrayed.I believe that there must have been sages who joined the scene depicted in this mural at that time.The sense of panic and despair almost broke through the wall, and Li Lin, who was watching outside, also felt the same feeling of the man's almost invincible power.

Even though they were at the forefront of hell just now, just tapping the cane transformed everyone into the heaven where hymns were being sung.Whether this has moved the kingdom of heaven here, or moved people to the kingdom of heaven, who knows?
neither knows.Except for the impatient man, no one knows the truth of the matter.

In the next picture, that Chaos also maintains a quite elegant posture.He didn't directly claim to destroy the world and kill all the sages like many legends that smeared him, but stared at the sage in front of him with those gray-black eyes.Said something indifferently.From time to time, he used the runes and barcodes that emerged from the shadows to support his statement.

Li Lin, who has never been exposed to mage secret language, of course can't understand what kind of crazy taboo knowledge is contained in it. He has no magical ability at all, even if he has 4 years, he can barely understand the secret order of the great wizard level.He didn't understand at least the quasi-sage-level secret language engraved on the mural.But judging from the astonishment of the sages shown in the mural, the knowledge recorded on it is definitely not a common product, or even an ordinary high-level product.

Because Li Lin knows the extension of those knowledge better than anyone else.An anti-logic creation called the Tower of Babel sits in the void beneath the last bastion of humanity.Produces the fire of order for all the creatures of the world.

Negotiations naturally failed.The sages struggled for a long time, and finally raised the scepters in their hands.They were still trying to make the final negotiation, and said something to the young man in front of them with a sincere face.But all he got in return was a firm shake of the young man's head.And almost shaking his head, the black scepter was also held in his withered palm.

And the record on the mural ends here abruptly.In front of Li Lin stood a gate that seemed to be five meters high.Various engraving techniques are used to decorate the image of demons and angels fighting against the void side by side.As a person who has come here for the second time, Li Lin knows very well what will be behind this door.It is also very clear what kind of fate will be ushered in after he opens this door.But for an ordinary person, 4 years is enough time for him to witness everything.

Therefore, without any hesitation, he stretched out his palm and pushed open the door to the kingdom of heaven.

(End of this chapter)