The stone slabs in the walkway are pitted. In many places, the black soil under the stone bricks is exposed.

Passing through the stone gate, he faintly heard the sound of footsteps and voices.

"Time is running out...we have to make a decision...it cannot be left alone...the priest must

Intermittent time came from a certain fork, Fang Jing wondered, there must be someone in this place, he walked a few steps forward at random, and passed through a passage where the sound came from. At the end of this passage was a small corridor. On the left is a hall.Fang Jing approached, and saw that the hall was densely packed with dark people. These figures included men and women, tall and short, but the strange thing was that they were all pitch-black figures, none of them were entity.When he stepped forward, there was a sudden crisp sound on the soles of his feet, as if he had stepped on a small stone.

Suddenly, the air in the hall became quiet, and those pitch-black figures remained motionless at first. Immediately afterwards, everyone looked at where the square mirror was.

j! Hundreds of eyes stared straight at it.

Those pitch-black figures couldn't see the contours of their faces, but this feeling of being stared at by others was enough to make Xitong's scalp tingle and goosebumps stand up.At this time, Fang Jing just had a cold face and didn't say anything.

The pitch-black figures probably didn't scare him, they all distorted their shapes, opened their mouths and let out a ghastly growl, and in the next second, the figures exploded like ink, and after splitting, they turned into a mass of ghosts The same material howler swooped over.Fang Jing's brows and eyes were lowered all the time. At this time, he raised his head, his eyes were pale gold, he opened his mouth and let out a long hiss. The sound of the roar exuded an incomparably vast aura of the prehistoric era, accompanied by violent sound waves echoing , that ancient, distant breath seems to be older than the earth of this planet.Affected by the hissing sound of this sonic shock, these pitch-black figures turned into ghosts were all impacted and became blurred and transparent. They lost their form and turned into nothingness in mid-air in a blink of an eye.

"Undead mixed with all kinds of miscellaneous powers, the environment of this place is really weird, and this kind of thing can be bred

Fang Jing muttered to himself.

After he expelled these strange undead, he found a lime-gray altar standing quietly in the middle of the hall.The stone altar has a sense of age. There are some strange green vines and black roots around the altar, which looks desolate and ancient. On the stone material of the altar, there are some small gaps and cracks on the edge, and the four corners stand like crystal spikes. , and the very center of the altar is a strange pattern, which is a golden scale made of triangles.This pattern glowed crimson faintly. He observed it carefully and found this pattern to be very interesting.

"Balanced, complementary, stable, surrounded, it's really a good rune. This should belong to the 3 square mirror. I glanced at it, but found nothing on the altar. He searched around this stone altar again, and soon Just under a certain stone pillar in the hall, a half-sinking stone tablet was found.

Next to the stele lay a corpse that had turned into a skeleton. The clothes worn by the corpse were all rotting. Fang Jing squatted down to examine it carefully, and found the copper pocket watch in the skeleton's hand.

Mises timepiece.Fang Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

This pocket watch is made of a material similar to the key of the real wheel, and his mental power cannot be locked. If you don't look for it yourself, it is easy to miss the opportunity.

He stood up and looked around the hall.The stele was not far from the altar, and some information was recorded on it in a weirdly curved script, but it was all in script I didn't know.

There was also a booklet of notes on the corpse that had turned into a skeleton. He put away the Mises timepiece, and then opened the booklet.

He opened it and looked at it, and found that the pamphlet was written in French.

"On January 1th, this new stronghold was quite good. Everything was perfect. Although we had a little less people, as part of the plan, it would definitely play a vital role. He read a few more pages. He found that everything was perfect. It was to record some miscellaneous things, and then scrolled down to the end of January, and found that most of the booklet had been torn off.

"On May 5th, the research plan suffered another setback. The Grand Instructor also noticed that the situation was abnormal. Six of the people who participated in the ceremony obviously lost control of their emotions. I was in charge of the repair work. To be honest, this kind of work is really boring. After skipping two pages of life essays, Fang Jing noticed that the handwriting on the booklet had become rather scribbled.

On May 5th, something happened again. This is the first few people. It’s only a few days. I’m afraid something went wrong. We caused trouble. The previous ceremony area was blocked, and we were ordered not to go out at night After going out alone, because-at night, those things will come alive. The square mirror continued to turn back a few pages, and the handwriting on the back became more and more scribbled. It felt like it was not writing, but venting some emotions.Even at the end, every line of handwriting on the messy paper was blackened over and over again with a pen, and there was no sign of it at all.

He turned directly to the last page, and there was a distorted shadow drawn on it, which was of some kind of inexplicable shape. It looked like a human being, but also some kind of beast.

And there is a spiral twisted "hole" behind these "alien".

"...Yuan, Yuanzhi mourns the dead." Fang Jing said a few words to himself, and when he read the name, he frowned as if thinking of something.

Chapter 855

.... The Mourner of the Abyss.

No, I'm afraid this should refer to "Shadow of Mourning".

Fang Jing's heart tightened secretly. He suspected that the pattern described in the booklet in his hand should be the messenger of the legendary Crooked Abyss World, that is, the shadow of mourning.

"That is to say, the magicians who hid here before were using their pocket watches to study the knowledge of 'Crooked Abyss. They probably inadvertently provoked some ominous existence. He has read some ancient books, and it is said that those messengers from Crooked Abyss, Most of them are grotesque, tattered, and have different appearances. The only common feature is that there will be a dark shadow like a vortex behind them. It is a collapsed world that seems to be connected to another time and space.

"The existence of the Shadow of Mourning is very frightening and terrifying. It is not something that ordinary humans can look at with the naked eye. If you accidentally see it, your consciousness will become barren.

Fang Jing thought about it carefully, and suspected that the ceremony held in this secret shelter space did not really attract the shadow of mourning.If a murderous creature like the Shadow of Mourning on the side of the "Crooked Abyss" is really attracted, then this world may be destroyed and disintegrated. The depths of the abyss became part of the barren world.

"If the Shadow of Mourning really came in, this world would have collapsed long ago, and it will definitely not last until now.

He closed the booklet and put it in his pocket.

Suddenly, there was a slight vibration in the hall.Fang Jing turned around, and found strangely that the pattern on the altar that had been silent for a long time continued to twist. The crimson light became brighter and brighter. ÷san∫ bar ∫ read ∫ book ÷ a huge crimson love-shaped crystal emerged strangely on the altar.This huge red crystal was suspended in mid-air, and a circle of ripples emerged from the depths of the crystal, causing the entire space to tremble slightly.Only then did Fang Jing realize that he had been negligent. It seemed that the altar itself could still be used, and its function had not lost its effectiveness at all. This thing had been silent for so many years, and it was not known if it was touched, but it turned on again.

(The wheat-shaped crystal is probably a teleportation device, probably to release something, stop this thing first

How fast his reflexes are. Before he even moved his mind, he grabbed forward with one hand and clenched into a fist.

"Where did you come from, just go back to me!"

A fist punched out, causing layers of distortion, and bombarded it with the same force as a galloping angry dragon.

A click.

In an instant, the power of the punch exploded, and this mysterious love-shaped red crystal shattered.

And a huge hand condensed by a huge black shadow stretched out from the gap of nothingness in the space, and six fingers slowly protruded out, abruptly catching Fang Jing's punch.

...

Fang Jing paused slightly.

It was only then that he realized that the owner of the altar had designed a small trap, and the real space teleportation was hidden under a more concealed sequence of spells.The teleportation was officially started! What made him even more apprehensive was that his own punch was not something that a cat or a dog could catch.

The hand of shadow protruding from the space rift is not an ordinary character.

Accompanied by the appearance of the black shadow big hand, faint ripples appeared in the void, and a complicated consciousness message was conveyed to Fang Jing's mind with all kinds of secret information.

"I didn't expect to open this 'altar' Call me here, wake up my long sleep, hello, seeker, my name is the sixth ancestor of the demon world, the ancestor of the false', Pep, although humans will call it I am a snake whisperer, but I still want you to call me by Apep's name. With this sentence, a lot of information floods in like an ocean.Fang Jing surprisingly discovered that the person opposite turned out to be the sixth Patriarch King among the most respected Eight Patriarchs among the forces of the Demon Realm.The sixth patriarch is the "false" patriarch, who is also regarded as the god of knowledge and the king of wisdom and evil.

He fell in some ancient cities and was considered an evil deity by the indigenous people.

If those who learn sorcery have the opportunity to summon this false ancestor, they can be taught all kinds of mysterious knowledge by him. He will tell the summoner about the beginning of time, and even the principles of the world's operation, which will also lead to the transfer of summons. Lost language and text spiritual knowledge and hidden spells. The only shortcoming is that the false king is a master of deceit, and his words are half-true and half-true, which cannot be easily believed.

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