Abyss Express

Walking more than 400 meters to the inner city, you can still see the ultra-ancient city wall standing tall after crossing the ruins.

The more you go inside, the more magical the style of the building is. The Death Puppet City is built in a giant's palace. Its city hall and archaeological research institute are in the core area, and there are many residential dormitories directly above the Next to the archaeological base, maybe the engineers who used to go to the toilet at night can see the main tomb and ancient buildings in the excavation area next door.

From the northeast to the southwest of the city, the terrain is all the way down. The city wall of the palace leans against the ridge line of this low slope, creating a courtyard with porches, pavilions, watchtowers and towers. Judging from the size of the door openings, the ashlar stone made of basalt reveals sharp edges. The lines seem to have been cut by a skilled craftsman. At a glance, Xue Ming can hardly imagine how the masons of that era processed such regular building materials.

The murals on the city wall are not as exaggerated as the totems of Shinto City, but simply painted a layer of decorations with oil paint, which seems to ensure the stability of the wall. After all, a wall of this size must often go in and out of the mountain For mythical creatures such as monsters and giants, this giant emperor doesn't do any fancy things. Under the polishing of time, most of these oil paints have faded and weathered, and the specific content cannot be seen clearly.

The closer you get to the ruins of the inner city, the stronger the spiritual pressure brought by the environment. It is colder than the silence of Red Star Mountain, and warmer than the noise and madness of Shendao City.

It's a very strange feeling, like entering a big hot spring and holding your breath in a sauna.

When they came to the first barracks, the first thing they saw was layers of sand and gravel explosion-proof walls. These temporary trenches formed energy-absorbing boxes, and some crystal clear pyroxenes could be glimpsed in the sand and gravel, all underground. The most common gabbro in the world, blue stone craftsmen call this stone rough stone, their purity is very low, and the complex lattice structure will emit various lights under different angles of light source. as a jewelry material.

Walking along these temporary trenches, Xue Ming saw the team's training stadium and flagpoles at a distance from several large barracks.

A dark star was reflected on the dark red banner, which is now the emblem of the Stardust Warriors.

No one came out to meet Ghost. This was just one of a dozen barracks. According to the information provided by the BOSS, there were not many soldiers left outside the palace. Back to the barracks for repairs, and spent the rest of the time fighting monsters in the ruins.

"The monsters in the palace are called subordinates in the passenger log. These things have always wanted to escape from it. Although Death Rune can catch them, it seems that they don't care, but there are exceptions."

Ghost helped Xueming set up a new tent outside the barracks, not because he didn't want to arrange a bed for this "recruit", but precisely to ensure Xueming's sleep quality and the gunsmith's life safety.

"Excuse me?" The VIP picked up the alloy stakes and rammed them into the soil, fixed the base frame of the tent, and explained patiently: "Our beds are already occupied. In the past few decades, if one of us is ruined The monsters in the house will eat it, and the vacant seats cannot be used for guests to sleep, they will have nightmares, and they will suffer very serious mental damage-and it will be better for you to stay away from us."

Ghost grumbled casually while gesturing at the ground level of the tent.

"Our barracks happened to be far away from the epicenter during the spiritual disaster that year. It was a medical team, most of which were women's soldiers. I was originally a medical soldier in the jurisdiction of the next camp, and men and women had to be managed separately-as a result, there were not many in my battalion. People survived, and in the end, everyone was lucky enough to become outlaws, mixed in a battle group, and lived with them until I became an evil spirit, which was very embarrassing."

Jiang Xueming asked casually: "The sphere of influence of the dead rune is strictly divided. Only a few hundred to one thousand square meters of land in the ironworks area are affected. How far is your original barracks from here?"

"Oh." Speaking of this matter, Ghost's voice became quieter: "I was in a relationship with a little sister at the time, and I sneaked here. I avoided the sentry patrol, and I was locked here just after crossing the barbed wire."

"Then I have to congratulate you?" Jiang Xueming only thought it was funny, but he didn't expect that this VIP was an unruly hooligan in his lifetime. "You two got together later?"

The tent was set up bit by bit, and Ghost worked very fast. With the blessing of the spirit body, he could almost lift a dozen pieces of sundries at the same time.

"She was eaten by monsters, just like many, many people, there are too many such bad luck."

When talking about this matter, Brother Guiying's expression didn't change at all, as if he was discussing the weather, it was natural to use the fake news from the WeChat marketing account as a talking point.

"I used to be a hygienist in Class 7. Because of the haemorrhage, my professional ability is not strong, hey"

Ghost chuckled softly, a little embarrassed.

"Later he became the only male in the entire Seventh Battalion."

Jiang Xueming sent all the toiletries to the folding bed and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about." Ghost tidied up the small bench and the mirror. Seeing a catastrophe in the mirror, and seeing his young self disappearing in a flash, he immediately pulled a poncho over the mirror so as not to scare the guests, "Time will pass." Slowly heal you, no matter what happens, whether you are happy or sad, the only thing left in the end is loneliness.”

"It's been too long. There are so many new guests in my life. After becoming a spirit body, ghosts have to deal with so many things that make my scalp numb. I don't have much time to stop and miss the past. Now the Internet is popular. What's the word for it?"

Ghost akimbo, scratching his head—

——Pieces of hair were snapped off from the skull, revealing the bloody scalp and white bones, and then healed quickly.

"Oh! It's called EMO! ~ Hi! This word is really hard to remember, it's so fresh!"

Jiang Xueming felt the inexplicable fear again, and Aohan Mingde had been beating on the sidelines, wanting to extend Xueming's life.

Perhaps this is a good thing for the boss, the station and the underground world. Facing the temptation of longevity or immortality, Xueming refused again and again, precisely because of Mr. Victor, because of Mr. Wen Bucai, and because of strange and long-lived species like Ghost, they all suffered through the vicissitudes of life in the vicissitudes of life in the end, and lost part of their human qualities. emotion.

On the other hand, Xueming met countless long-lived old monsters during the expedition. They may have worked hard when they were young, and they were cheerful and kind. In some areas where there is no news, they still think that these monsters are patron saints. After a period of time, they will take the initiative to offer human flesh to the "god".

But these monsters were eventually defeated by time and turned into life-eating devils. After satisfying the most basic survival needs, they began to exploit and protect the people they had protected in various ways. To eat a full house of grandparents and grandchildren, you must eat sustainably, and you must eat with benevolence, righteousness and morality.

Xue Ming can smash the demon's body, but Ao Han Mingde invited him to accept the trial of time——

——At this moment, Xue Ming just felt horrible. There are so many friends and so many enemies. In order to fight against time, the winner will become eccentric, and the loser will be completely crazy.

Live examples are right in front of you, and it seems that all the answers point to "longevity has no good end"——

——The ancient emperors have always preached that "live to the old and enjoy the old" is a lie, it has never been so beautiful.

David Victor once said to Xue Ming that life without death is incomplete. When a person is still alive, the story will not end. There are always ups and downs in life. In people’s hearts, no matter how powerful a hero is, he will grow old one day, but when a hero is immortal, such a long time will make the hero become a jerk.

This bastard is no longer strong, no longer good, when someone needs help, the hero will not come forward, he will hesitate, fear, calculate gains and losses, become shrewd and philistine, and because of the path dependence of thinking, he will put everything together Put a price on it. They will pursue interests regardless of human life, because for the long-lived, the short-lived Homo sapiens itself is a kind of consumable, more like a pet that can only live for more than ten years.

Man is a very complicated and strange animal. Under the test of time, this hero always misses.

People seldom understand why the almighty hero suddenly fell down. They only remember the moment when he climbed to the top of the mountain, and only remember the moment when the scenery is infinite. Therefore, the long life has become a kind of torture. It is necessary to wear a graceful and luxurious mask and maintain a dignified and dignified demeanor in front of people. This is also the moment when a living person is carried into a shrine by people.

Ao Ruan Ming De has always asked the passengers to get rid of superstitions, but it has to use etiquette to restrain people's behavior. It wants to tell people that it is not a god, and that the panacea purchased with flesh and blood has always been regarded as a miracle by passengers. This is almost an unsolvable puzzle.

'alright! let's go. ’ Ghost interrupted Xue Ming’s daydream, fished a jar of honey from the shelf, and wanted to take the ruins with him.

Jiang Xueming followed immediately, leaving Mr. Bourne's gun behind, and asked as he walked.

"Brother Zhaoming, how old are you?"

Ghost heard a familiar yet unfamiliar name, he lowered his head, took out his ID card, and was sure that Xue Ming was calling him——

"—don't remember. Like."

"Wait, wait, wait, let me think about it."

"It seems to be almost ninety?"

"It's like a hundred years old again. Have I passed my hundredth birthday? Have I passed it? Haven't I passed it? Oh! Oh oh oh! Never passed it! Boss didn't send me a gift, just the medal for the centenary achievement , it didn’t send me this thing, other people who have passed the age of 100 have it, but I don’t have it, so I must have never passed it!”

"Is this important?"

Jiang Xueming: "I'm curious, do you have brothers and sisters?"

Ghost's real name is written on the identity card, called Wu Zhaoming, but this name is very modern, and it doesn't seem to match his age. If you count according to the time when the spiritual disaster happened, this VIP should be only twenty-three or four-year-old at the time. He was from the 1950s—if his name was Jianye, Anbang, Jianguo, Jianwei, Liming, and Zhengming, it would be understandable to name him according to his ancestry.

"No." Ghost replied casually, "I'm an orphan of a soldier. If the old man leaves me, I'll go to South Korea to beat sticks and Yankees."

Jiang Xueming: "That must not be a hundred years old."

Ghost: "Hey. But you have to call grandpa too."

Jiang Xueming: "How did the spiritual disaster happen at that time? The specific process"

"It's almost a catastrophe." Ghota led Xue Ming to the direction of the fortress, "The factories and houses built by fragile humans are like paper, the earth is cracked and deep, only the walls of the royal court are trembling, Even with such a huge and solid stone wall, it still swayed slightly."

"From the deepest part of Pancrasin Palace, countless creatures gushed out from the Sun Palace of the dynasty. They were transformed by the death rune, devoured each other, fused, and turned into monsters beyond recognition."

"During the more than ten days when the rune spell spread out, the warriors who still have the will to fight have to stop these monsters. They must continue to eat, whether it is cooked food or raw meat, whether it is alive or dead. Here, it seems that winter is coming, and we have to store energy to survive the storm.”

"It was only later that we realized that it was just the beginning."

"After many years, news came from the secret library. From the data records of geological activities, it is speculated that this spiritual disaster was the death of the ancient giant. The black pus and blood poured into the ground, and the dead runes gradually cut the entire city to pieces."

"Before the dead rune was fully formed, the weak individuals were slowly deprived of all their essence by the strong monsters. As a result, only one deformed monster could be seen in one area-this situation is very common."

"They bite each other, occupy each other's flesh and blood, and are devoured by each other while eating, until a winner is determined, and then try again and again, wanting to escape to another cage, to cross the dividing line of dead runes, Eat more."

"Eating is an instinct. It represents a strong desire to survive. It is like a plague. In the civilian areas far away from the royal court, most residents still retain this instinct, eager for fresh things, and can eat relatively rationally. To live, to go through the repetitions, afraid of change, of the familiar becoming strange, because if there is a change, there is a risk of losing all reason and becoming a man-eating monster."

Saying so, the high-walled porch of King's Court Fortress drew nearer.

"Remember Meadows? Before this cunning passenger became the salary king, he broke through our defense. His soul power is very strange. He can knock our spirits out of our bodies and make us unconscious." Ghost talked about the last uninvited guest: "It's not the spiritual disaster he caused. He came to this place to get the abscess on the giant's body, to get the dead rune, and just happened to meet the mythical creature that just died. Difficulty——If Victor didn’t go to the royal court, Midas wouldn’t be able to get out, and he would stay in this place forever. He couldn’t fight the gatekeeper and the two monsters in the flower gallery, and he would always be trapped inside, which is Victor’s hell highway Highway, overcame these roadblocks for him."

"Say something else!"

Ghost waved and bowed politely, bowed to the gatekeeper in front of the porch, and led Jiang Xueming to introduce the first teacher.

"Here's our old friend, and every time we come in or out of the porch, we're going to be tested by him."

"He comes from an even older era. According to the investigation and research of the secret library, he should be a well-known hero in ancient mythology."

"Since the first day of the scientific research team's work, this strong man with bronze skin has been carrying his sword and shield, guarding in front of the gate, only willing to die when bullets and artillery open the way, and only willing to give way to the road .At first we didn’t know who this person was at all, maybe it was a king in history who sought the elixir of life.”

Saying so, the huge shadow that had been squatting by the side of the porch moved——

——First there was a heavy panting, and a foot wearing straw sandals stepped into the light source.

His soles were huge, black pus dripped from the straw sandals, and Dead Rune almost embedded the straw into his ankles, becoming one with the flesh.

Looking up at the calf, the skin color exposed to the light source is getting lighter and lighter, turning into a grease-like copper color. The fluorescent lamp shines on the sharp-edged muscles like marble statues, illuminating the patina-covered pockets. It's some weathered and blackened cloth.

When the doorman's upper body was completely out of the shadow of the porch, he saw a head of white hair and a bushy beard, and his eyes had completely blackened.

He held a half-cut sword in one hand, and a large round shield full of bullet holes in the other. His strong feet made a rumbling sound, and there was a melodious echo in the porch. He was more than two meters tall, and his waist was long and thin. The scales, which seemed to have devoured the monsters in the range of the porch, showed signs of dragon-like creatures. His ears are pointed, and the hair on the sideburns of his cheeks is arched, which is also the characteristic of the troll who devoured the troll.

"During our long fighting career, our Pancrasin combat skills were taught by this teacher."

Ghost imitates the movement of the gatekeeper, with his left arm protecting his heart as a shield gesture, and his right arm raising his sword and punching.

"Boom! Boom! Beat the drum!"

"He has completely lost his mind. Whether it's a human or a ghost, he will fight as soon as he catches the opponent, and he will also block the monsters running out from the depths of the royal court. With his help, our defense tasks have become much easier."

The Broken Sword slapped the Buckler, calling for a duel.

Ghost was all smiles, and said kindly to Xueming.

"It's time to start the class. You have to learn Pancrasin. This is your first opponent."

"The wolf king greedy for honey——Beowulf丨Beowulf."