New Yuan calendar, July 12, 557.
Cruzd Federation, Extreme Cold Special Zone, Area A (Old Sub-Frost Area), "Architecture Lake", "Depthy Relics", "Central Quasi-Core Area".
Loka and "Future" were wet, crawling out of the biting cold water, gasping heavily, wiped off the water on their faces that were unclear whether they were clean. They leaned against the sides of a rectangular stone slab with traces of time erosion, surging the remaining magic power in their bodies, trying to slowly recover their physical strength.
"Ah sneezing!" Loka sneezed, hugged her body, and shivered slightly unconsciously due to the chills.
Seeing this, "Future" hurriedly helped him take off his cotton coat, put it aside, and tried to surging the dark magic power in his body, trying to resonate with the chill in Loka's body. After a series of complex magic power reactions, he guided it outside the body.
Fortunately, a few minutes later, a dim and almost unaware dark blue energy was led out of Loka's mouth like a ribbon, drifting into the air and disappearing.
"I really didn't expect Loka." "Future" said helplessly:
"Every road in this 'deep relic' should be downward. The deeper the area leading to, the lower the absolute position. It seems that when Emperor Cruzde built this place, he did not deliberately consider expanding the space from a plane, but digging down to make it deeper.
"I feel that if it were not for the mythical disaster of "floods and lightning resonance, and all things are overturned with one another" in the Holy Word, it would be an attempt to bury some unknown secrets that are enough to destroy the world."
Loka did not make a sound. After feeling the chill in his body disappeared a little, the magic power of the flames in his body surged. But strangely, the central language that burst out from him this time, except for the only sentence he had always remembered: "s.shikmiryutor yoevxi.(The flame continues)", he even subconsciously added a sentence later.
“ s.shimirivor yutorfa (central: flame blooms.)”
Immediately, the dim flame sublimated into a deep red, as if it was drawing a swaying object from the lava deep in hell.
Its shape is very similar to the greedy demon Mamen in the myth of the Lord Bishop, who lured humans into the abyss of desire in the legend of the bishop. The fire light emitted by the blazing flames that lasted for a full minute formed the wings and the head of the eagle. It was not until all the cold and cold water on the surface of Loka's body completely evaporated that they turned back to the square "oil lamp" enveloped by blue outer flames.
He was stunned for a second, then Loka quickly noticed the abnormality. A trace of human terror flashed in his eyes, and then quickly stabilized, but he still asked in surprise:
"'Future'... am I... affected by 'Shang'?"
"This is normal." "The Future" replied lightly:
"I guess this should be the central area of ​​the 'deep ruins' mentioned by Sofia. I guess it should be the 'central quasi-core area'. This place is at least two layers away from the real core, that is, the 'core area' you forced into with Nahaka a few weeks ago.
"Anotherwise, gradually being influenced by 'sorrow' is a process that we must go through when we enter here. Whether it is good or bad, it is better than being just crazy."
"Why?" Loka asked in confusion:
"My flames were twisted. I had never believed in the prosecutors and had never really been with those pastors and believers. But my flames actually had a demon. Moreover, I said a new 'central language' I had never learned. I was afraid..."
"Remember, Loka." "The Future" quickly covered Loka's mouth and warned:
"If you and I can enter here, we must have forgotten fear. We will not create any fear, and there is nothing that can scare us. Darkness is our friend, 'sorrow' is the medium to adapt to this place, flame is a weapon worth using, and 'light' is the goal we have always pursued.
"Everything in the world has its own attributes and functions, and their existence is just playing their roles. Any so-called "fear" we come into contact with is simply a kind of wrong connection with them with our ignorance.
"Contact is universal and we cannot escape. You and I have been fighting with humans for so many years and have experienced countless death threats. Since we are not afraid of death, there is nothing worth fearing, do you understand?"
Loka could not respond, so she had to stare at the eyes that had become purely black with a clear gaze, and nodded vigorously.
Seeing this, "Future" felt a little relieved. He put his hand down, picked up the already dry cotton coat and draped it on Loka, and continued:
"Don't catch a cold. If you catch a cold, you can't make hot water here, and there are no human antibiotics for you to take. No matter how powerful our magic power is, it is still on the spiritual level. Once the body is damaged, the "unintentional person" virus may not necessarily save us.
"And, then again. Do you know why you almost went crazy when you first entered an area close to the ‘core’? That's because of the process of not getting used to it."
"The process of adaptation?" Loka asked in confusion, looking at the "future".
"'Shang' was given an official explanation in the 'Mysterious Vocabulary Definition Plan' led by Ivan Twenty-II. The so-called 'Shang' refers to the condensation of negative emotions such as anger, hatred, resentment and despair caused by 'death and disaster'." "The Future" explains:
"But this is not exclusive to occultism, and there will always be everything about 'sorrow' in humans. This is the price of gaining supreme wisdom as a race.
"It is precisely because of these emotions, and even the 'sorrow' itself is the substance that human emotions will produce. Therefore, to resist the strongest 'sorrow', you need to gradually adapt to the process."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "How...adapt?" Loka asked.
"It's very simple, 'just adapt'. For humans, after experiencing a profound hardship and pain, they will become stronger and firmer. If you can enter the realm of the so-called 'saint' of the Khitans, regard 'everything as extremely ordinary products, become emotionally free, and regard all wonderful things as ordinary and lowly things, then the extraordinary power represented by 'sorrow' cannot distort your spirit, and what you see and think will return to its original appearance." "The Future" explains from the perspective of Eastern philosophy:
"The Khitan Ries often said: "The heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are straw dogs." It is a mantra that overcomes the influence of the spirit, the san value decreases, and even the common sense is distorted. In other words, in the environment of gradually deepening the "sorrow", your spirit is constantly repairing, and quietly cutting off negative connections with it.
"When we experience all challenges and finally reach the ‘core area’ and even the ‘lowest bottom’ of the so-called hell, ‘shang’ will no longer have any unnecessary negative effects on us. This is enough to explain why Ivan Twenty-second and even the previous emperors often stayed for more than two months during the inspection of the ‘remnants of the Deep Sword’."
"I understand, 'future'." Loka analyzed:
"That is to say, even if my power has some distortion, some knowledge that I have never learned before appears in my memory. As long as I take them lightly and treat them as one of the normal phenomena, then no matter how fantastic or strange things are, they will become ordinary events. Accepting them and acknowledging them will no longer affect our thinking, right?"
"Totally correct." "Future" smiled and nodded:
"But there is only one thing we can't get the twisted result."
As the "future" said, he fumbled into his shirt pocket, took out the paper that Sophia had just printed with "prophecy content" to him, folded most of it as before, revealing only the second sentence that needs to be read, and recited:
"The original era has never ended, and the race of wisdom has not ruled; the hooves of the giant beasts stalked the world, and the riddles of the eternal night are quiet and unpretentious."
"If I guess correctly, it should be the first era, that is, the dragon era, also known as the dragon era. The wisdom race should refer to humans, or the us associated with it. The hint of this sentence is very strong. At this stage, there should be dragon races in this "central quasi-core area". "The future" will be extremely clean and tidy, and after the brand new paper is taken back into the pocket of the pants, he analyzed:
"As for whether it is a friend or an enemy, I should not know. But is this sentence in the following prompting us that we will not fight, but we must rely on wisdom to solve certain puzzles?"
While analyzing, both Loka and "Future" suddenly felt a burning sensation of extreme discomfort behind him.
After jumping up suddenly, they stood aside, and the two found that the dilapidated stone slabs that had just been "weathered and frosted" had a lot of red crimson words that were incompatible with the surrounding environment.
Immediately afterwards, "Fuan" felt a tingling pain in his chest. He took out the emblem he had just picked out from the pocket of his shirt, held it in his hand, and felt the flow of magic power, "Fuan" analyzed:
"The slab... seems to have some resonance with the heraldry. By the way, I feel that after defeating the monster created by 'Kapa Chibin' just now, the light column generated may be the hallucination it brought to me, otherwise it would be impossible to explain. We stepped into the light column and quickly fell into the water. We swam for twenty minutes and almost drowned before we arrived here from another exit of the pool.
"And, in just a few minutes, the water contaminated by 'sorrow' evaporates. This is not just the effect of the magic source power."
"You're right, boy." A thick male voice came from above the two of them.
Both Loka and "Future" looked up vigilantly, and unfortunately, nothing was seen except for the chaos of darkness.
A few seconds later, the sound appeared again:
Chapter completed!