In the thick fog, a black shadow gradually emerged from far to near, from small to large.
Stepping out of the thick fog, Geer looked at the towering white stone tower in front of him, his face extremely solemn.
This is already the third time.
When Geer tried to follow a straight line for the first time and successfully walked out of the fog, this scene was in front of him.
The square tower built of white stone is majestic and majestic. Every two floors are divided into sections, with a total of six floors and three sections. The sections are reduced in proportion from bottom to top. The surface of the tower is engraved with complex and dense patterns, which shine even in the dark night.
Soft light.
At the foot is the ground of the giant square where the tower belongs, which is paved with exquisite black marble and white marble. There are exquisite statues erected every ten meters, including warriors riding horses and people holding books and thinking.
Scholars, there are also various ferocious beasts and various statues.
Geer tried to touch several statues. They were cold and hard, completely like metal and stone, and the touch was extremely real.
But Geer would not have any positive emotions because of the beautiful scenery in front of him.
After coming out of the thick fog and seeing the tower for the first time, Geer walked straight out from two other random directions. The result was the same as the first time, and he also appeared directly in front of the tower.
"Simulate the previous travel path and play it."
"The simulation of the travel path is completed, now play."
The field of vision in front of Geer suddenly changed, becoming a three-dimensional figure composed entirely of lines, and one of the straight lines thickened and dyed red was the path he had traveled before. From the picture, he had just been following the straight line.
Go outward without any deviation.
However, if you keep walking in a straight line and leave, you will return to the same position here. This phenomenon cannot be explained by common sense.
Geer frowned and looked around. He saw a familiar white strip of cloth on the strange goat-headed statue not far to the left, which he had specially cut from his coat before leaving for the second time.
Come down and tie it to the statue.
"Did you notice anything unusual?" Geer asked silently in his heart.
"No abnormalities were found." The cold mechanical voice gave Geer an answer that made him unhappy.
Pu Chi Pu Chi...
At this moment, a sound of flapping wings was heard, and a black crow flew from the statue on the right, landing on the head of the statue, and looked at Geer dully with its red eyes.
Like the previous two times, this was the first and only living thing he saw after stepping out of the fog.
The crow did not crow, but just stood quietly on the statue, peacefully.
Geer glanced at it, ignored it, and continued to think about the problems he faced.
The analysis basis of the biological brain comes entirely from Geer's own senses. That is to say, only the normal sensations of various bodies that Geer sees, hears, smells or touches can provide data that can be analyzed. But now
He seemed to be pulled by something mysterious. No matter how he walked, he would come back here, but he was clearly walking in a straight line. So the most likely cause of this unreasonable situation was that there was a force that blinded all his senses.
, making him think that he was walking in a straight line, but in fact he was just going in circles in the fog.
A weird atmosphere enveloped the entire square. The faces of every statue were facing where Geer was, as if they were watching him all the time. It seemed that there was a big mouth hidden behind the door of the tower waiting for him to enter.
Revealing sharp fangs.
This absolutely quiet environment really makes people feel numb. Even if they are as determined as Ge Geer, they unconsciously take two steps to try to get rid of this heavy feeling on their hearts. But these two steps
The sound of tiny footsteps can actually echo in this square, rippling back and forth, which inevitably makes people's hearts tremble.
"Since you want me to come in so much, let me see what you are like!"
After all, Geer was not the kind of person who would sit still and wait for death. Now that the way out had been cut off, he would keep moving forward and find a way out.
Having made up his mind, Geer immediately abandoned all unnecessary hesitation and walked straight towards the tower along the gravel road surrounded by statues.
Squeak...
When Geer crossed the gravel road and came to the tower gate, the brass door with the exquisitely carved sheep's head pattern seemed to be pushed by invisible hands, opening to both sides with a tooth-trembling sound, facing Geer.
An empty hall was revealed.
Geer no longer cared about this situation, walked into the hall along the open entrance, and looked around.
Nothing at all.
There is no furniture, no decoration, no carpets, not even chandeliers and wall lamps, but the hall is not dark at all. The soft white light coming from nowhere illuminates the entire hall, filling the walls, ceiling and floor.
The abstract patterns composed of countless complex lines are reflected in every detail, and have a mysterious and gorgeous beauty.
However, Geer was not in the mood to look at the strange environment in the hall. His attention was completely focused on a white illusory figure in the corridor at the back of the hall.
The white figure is very much like a 3D projection with extremely poor image quality. The face is blurry, but it can be roughly seen that it is a female figure wearing a white robe. At the same time, it seems to be floating without any weight.
She glanced at Geer.
For some reason, Geer suddenly felt this way, and then he saw a white figure floating into the passage behind and disappearing.
"Call up a visual image record from the moment you enter the hall until now."
"Record transfer completed, now playing."
Following the cold mechanical sound, a square frame that looked like a surveillance image occupied the corner of Geer's field of vision. It was the same room with the same light pattern, except that there was no white figure.
Geer looked at the image record, which lasted only a few seconds, carefully several times, but it was still blank, with nothing in it. This made him feel even more insecure.
No matter how strong an enemy he is face to face, he will not be afraid of it, but this kind of thing that is completely beyond common sense and has never been encountered before makes it difficult for him not to feel uneasy.
But escaping has never been within the scope of Geer's consideration. Since the other party has sent a clear signal that he needs to enter the passage, Geer, who has no other choice, looked around the surroundings again and put his right hand on the hilt of his sword.
Go up and walk quickly towards the corridor.
Stepping on the shiny stone floor, the sound of Geer's lonely footsteps echoed throughout the hall, as if he was the only one left in the entire tower, and there was a faint hint of deathly silence and depression in the air.
Like the hall, the corridor did not have any furniture or decorations. It also had soft light and complicated lines that came from nowhere. As soon as Dangel entered the corridor, he saw the white figure in the distance.
The white figure looked back at him again, then disappeared around the corner.
Geer didn't hesitate and followed directly, and found another white figure at the corner.
The white figure obviously consciously led Geer to turn several turns along the corridor, and finally stopped at the door of a room. He turned back and glanced at Geer with the same movement, and then floated into the room.
Geer walked to the door of this room. The door was made of a kind of wood and looked very thick. It was half open.
Putting his left hand on the wooden door, a unique delicate feeling of wood immediately spread from the palm of his hand to Geer's mind.
With a little force, the door was pushed open towards the room.
This room is a very simple bedroom, with a large white bed, a single sofa, a high-back chair and a matching desk, and a simple vertical clothes rack in the corner.
Thick pink curtains covered the huge floor-to-ceiling windows tightly, so that no outside scene could be seen. There was an oil lamp on the desk, which combined with the light leaking from the corridor, made the entire bedroom bright and without shadows.
However, there is no white figure.
Geer thought for a moment and stepped into the bedroom.
Elsewhere, Geer could have a clear view from the door, so he went directly to the curtains.
The curtains seem to be made of woolen fabric, they are soft to the touch, very elastic, and exude a light fragrance.
With a force, the curtain moved along the chute, and a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly appeared in front of Geer.
Subconsciously, Geer's right hand placed on the hilt of the sword instantly exerted force, and most of the sword blade immediately left the scabbard, but then the sword body retreated and merged with the scabbard again, because Geer could see clearly at this time.
The owner of this pair of blood-red eyes - the crow that had been sitting on the top of the statue before, was now sitting on the edge of the window across from Geer. The dull eyes of the bed were still looking at Geer fixedly.
you.
call……
Geer let out a breath, and his heart that was suddenly raised was relieved.
Crunch…
At this moment, there was a sudden movement sound from the door behind Geer.
Suddenly startled, Geer turned around and saw that the door that had been opened to the maximum just now was actually closed.
He stepped over in a few steps, grabbed the door handle and tried to pull the door open. But it was no use. There was only a clicking sound, and a strong resistance came from the handle. It couldn't be opened at all. Obviously, something was holding the door open outside.
tied,
Geer's face darkened, and he subconsciously turned around and glanced behind him, only to find that the window where the curtains were originally drawn had disappeared, and turned into a wall that was no different from the surroundings. There was a pattern on the wall, which was the same as before.
The blood-red eyes of the crow that Ger saw seemed to sparkle inexplicably under the light.
Clang!
The cross sword had already left its scabbard, and under the flexible control of Geer's wrist, it stabbed straight towards the wooden door.