In the next week, Fang Yang told Pan Yue more information about the world and taught him how to use the power of nature to fight against the White Walkers.
After entering the aperture, some of the original physical laws were changed, and humans gradually learned to use natural elements. For example, Zhao Quxie's two shots at the dead pool and Fang Yang in the square both condensed the surrounding air into an invisible form.
Attack with a sharp blade, this natural power has no upper limit.
This is also the difference between it and the black magic mastered by the Sons of Light. The power of nature only uses everything in the world, while black magic creates or annihilates matter out of thin air. Creating too much dark matter will cause redundancy in the energy of this world.
, and annihilation will cause the energy originally belonging to this world to suddenly decay. Both situations will have an irreversible impact on the caster.
Whether it is a low-level White Walker or a high-level White Walker, they can only cause physical harm to humans when they are materialized, but the spiritual White Walkers can exert an influence on the human spirit, which is also the most terrifying thing about them.
Pan Yue gradually got used to this low-demon world, and even developed an inexplicable fondness for it - compared to his boring life of the previous seventeen years, this life of being respected by everyone in a strange world seemed more comfortable and interesting.
He thought he could continue studying like this until he had the ability to go back to the past and become a true savior.
On the morning of the eighth day, Pan Yue was awakened from his sleep by a biting cold. Before he even opened his eyes, he realized something strange: it was too quiet today.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and the scene around him made his heart plummet to the bottom.
dead Pool.
He is not at the base, but in the dead pool.
Huguang Village was shrouded in deathly silence under the blood-red light. Only the soft bed under him and the laser gun at hand convinced him that his experiences this week were real.
It seemed that she had been sleeping soundly on the edge of the abyss for who knows how long. Pan Yue couldn't help but get goosebumps when she thought of this.
What happened? Where is the base?
In the abyss, terrible murmurs were chanting in a low voice again. Pan Yue couldn't think too much at the moment, so she could only pick up the laser gun and quickly walk away.
Uncle Zhao...Aunt Yang...
Although the entire Huguang Village was already desolate and covered with cobwebs, he still came to a familiar double-storey hut based on his memory.
The former owners of this cabin were an elegant couple. The husband had long hair and always had a melancholy literary atmosphere in his speech. The wife was a gentle and kind teacher. The children in the village studied and read with her every day.
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For more than ten years, the entire Huguang Village has been very indifferent to Pan Yue, a very strange young man. Only this couple always treated Pan Yue with a friendly smile, and would let him spend the night in the attic every cold winter.
Now when he is in danger, his first reaction is to come to Xiao Wu, who once brought him warmth.
Pan Yue's trembling hands slowly pushed open the moss-covered wooden door. Although the damp touch made him feel a strong discomfort, he still had a lucky and naive idea in his heart - maybe, after pushing the door open, he could
See them smiling and welcoming you in the flickering candlelight.
Squeak——
As the sound of the wooden door echoed in the silent air, the pungent musty smell brought him ruthlessly back to reality. In the dark room, only a ray of red light shone through the mottled broken window.
Pan Yue walked into the house in despair, but what he saw made him feel even more heartbroken.
I saw that the furniture in the house was very messy, the rotten tables and chairs were densely covered with countless maggots, the steps leading to the attic were broken unnaturally, and there were several palm prints on the wall, which had become dark under the baptism of time.
red.
All signs made him realize one thing clearly: a fierce fight had probably occurred here.
Pan Yue's body trembled slightly and he closed his eyes in pain. He tried his best to stop himself from imagining what happened to the two of them, but creepy thoughts still poured into his mind involuntarily.
At this moment, a gust of wind brought him back to reality.
He raised the laser gun in his hand alertly, a few drops of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Spiritual ghosts can cause mental interference to people."
He recalled Fang Yang's teachings, and immediately realized that something was wrong, and ran towards the door without looking back.
"The time has come for the stars to return to their alignment..."
Accompanying the murmurs was a green figure that suddenly appeared at the door just as Pan Yue was about to escape from the hut. The distance was so close that Pan Yue could clearly smell the scent from the depths of the ocean from its heavy breathing.
Fishy smell.
Pan Yue was so frightened that he stepped back a few steps and returned to the house. The laser gun slipped from his uncontrollable hands. The ghost smiled ferociously and shook his tentacles, smashing the laser gun to pieces like a toy, followed by several different ones behind Pan Yue.
The sound of breathing came from all directions.
He once thought that he was ready to fight the White Walkers alone, but when he faced the physical ghost at such a close range for the first time, he was left with a near-collapsed fear in his mind.
Unlike human mutants, ghosts retain their appearance in life to a certain extent, but the paleness on their faces that has been hidden in the shadows for a long time and the exaggerated and distorted facial features make them more suffocating than mutants.
The desire to survive prompted Pan Yue to carefully recall Fang Yang's teachings in his frightened mind, and a circle of fire slowly rose to surround him.
Tick tock.
The saliva of ghosts.
Behind him, a ghost was breathing heavily, drool dripping on Pan Yue's neck.
The cold and sticky touch made Pan Yue collapse again, and the fire that had finally been ignited suddenly went out.
The ghosts looked at his embarrassed and frightened look and gave out sharp, weird smiles. The corners of their mouths raised in an extremely weird arc, and their dark purple mouth took up most of his face.
"hiss--"
A low growl interrupted the laughter, and another ghost appeared in the corner.
Its body was slightly slender than the other ghosts, and it quickly blocked Pan Yue behind it.
Those ghosts seemed to be a little afraid of it, and quickly put away the arrogant smiles on their faces, and then made a vague and hoarse sound from their mouths.
Is this the language of the White Walkers, or is it just a way for ghosts to communicate?
The back of that slender ghost made Pan Yue feel warm inexplicably, and his almost crazy mind suddenly calmed down.
After a brief exchange, the ghosts bared their teeth fiercely at Pan Yue and randomly disappeared into the air, leaving only the slender ghost floating blankly in the room.
It seemed to hesitate for a moment, then slowly turned to look at Pan Yue.
It was clearly a woman's appearance, and the look she looked at Pan Yue revealed a hint of familiar softness.
"Yang...Aunt Yang..."
A complicated expression appeared on its face, and its slender tentacles were slightly raised, but disappeared into the air after staying in the air for a few seconds.
"Aunt Yang..."
Tears flowed uncontrollably from the corners of Pan Yue's eyes, and bits and pieces of the past came to mind.
In his memory, Uncle Zhao always sat at his desk writing to support the family. Pan Yue liked to stand aside and watch with interest, while Aunt Yang would come to him at this time and reach out to caress his head lovingly. This chapter has been completed!