The first sentence that constitutes the expression "disenchantment ritual" attracted Fan Ning's complete attention.
This was the third time he had seen or heard the expression "noon".
And it's in three different contexts.
"Concentrate, let's float a little further."
Viadlin shouted angrily.
Fan Ning had no choice but to continue to calm down.
I am a bit confused, I will slowly digest it after returning to the waking world.
As the floating height gradually increases, the surrounding scorching smoke becomes thicker and thicker, and the cracks marking the boundaries become thicker and denser, just like gradually extending from capillaries to cardiopulmonary arteries.
And in the pale white distance, Fan Ning vaguely saw a circle of dilapidated, towering, faintly crimson-like things that looked like dangerous buildings.
ruins?
Ring ruins?
Isn't this what Qiong described before, what she saw briefly under the influence of the "X coordinate"?
The wreckage of the "Incinerator" serves as a huge "signal radar" and continues to burn abnormal mysterious factors into floating and rising light and shadow, smell, shape, and even unknown things like "X coordinates" can be observed?
After rising to this height, some vague murmurs began to ring in Fan Ning's ears.
He even heard the voices of "old acquaintances" He Meng and Gang asking for help.
Very likely.
It should be.
The source of the strange nitrate disc "Silence!" recorded by Boulez, Leon and others was observed in this area.
More and more people murmured in their ears, and Fan Ning covered her head because of discomfort.
"Wait, why do I seem to hear my father's voice?"
A familiar but vague voice fragment mixed in among them made him suddenly scream out in surprise again.
Could it be said that Vincent is indeed not dead?
But like He Meng and Gang, they are indeed trapped in an incomprehensible place and are sending out a distress signal?
"It is possible to hear any sounds, see any sights, and smell any smells in the wreckage of the 'Incinerator', and it is not certain whether it reflects the present, the past or the future."
Viadlin's expression remained calm, as if this area was not the ultimate goal of his trip to invite Fan Ning.
"We're almost there. Float upwards for four or five more breaths and prepare to slow down."
The smoke, light and shadow that formed the "annular ruins" had been thrown to Fan Ning's feet.
Viadlin suddenly threw the "watering can" in his hand into the sky!——
It gradually became farther and farther in the field of vision, gradually turning into a small dot.
"Wow--"
A crisp crackling sound.
All the lymph fluid inside the shell species spilled out, burning the entire sky in the field of vision into dense pits.
Violent light poured down.
It is also weakened by the "main structural layer" from top to bottom and blocked by branches, so the intensity of illumination is relieved, allowing you to open your eyes and see clearly.
"Huh? Want to observe the mystery of the climbing path structure again?" Fan Ning followed the sound and looked up into the sky.
His expression became more and more confused, and then he shook his head suddenly.
"No? No!"
"What is this?"
"Why is there so much mess?"
The Huita has seven doors and seven climbing paths. Except for the "Dome Door", there is only one door, for a total of forty-three doors.
It has boundaries and height differences, other than that its direction is of unknown meaning, and knowledgeable people cannot draw a map for it, but Fan Ning left many impressions on its mood, light, shadow or smell.
And floating in the sky above the current position, in addition to those radiant branches and fascinating door nodes, there are many, many, many, many other paths, similar to caves!
At a glance, I’m afraid there are one or two hundred of them!!
"Why are there these things in Huita?"
"This is different from the growth and decay on the climbing path itself."
Fan Ning remembered that those accreted structures, at least attached to the normal structures, were twisted and dangerous gnosis, still flowing with the light of strange beauty.
But these unfamiliar roads and doors are dull in color, rusty in texture, and covered with a lot of dust.
It's like, abandoned?
"An abandoned door in the Hui Tower?"
Deep in the broken gallery, Roy's spirit body followed his father and slipped in through the damage in the middle of a picture frame.
She looked at the steps in front of her and the door above. The material was like rotten bones, insect chitin, or brittle fish scales. In short, it was completely different from any texture in the real world.
It is impossible to judge, and the same is true for its texture and design. There is no reference to the corresponding style in people's existing cognition. For example, the width and height of each level of the steps are uneven, and the overall look makes people feel extremely ugly.
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The space behind the crack in the door is deep and fascinating, and some kind of fear and dizziness are flowing out from the inside out uncontrollably.
Man's fear of the completely unknown and ancient.
Marquis MacAdam laughed a little ridiculously at this time: "After the school consultant lost contact, I wandered around the 'Glow Garden' that divides the upper triple door and the lower triple door, and combined it with the secret documents I read in the 'Corridor of Sighs'
, I searched a lot and found nothing, but I found such strange and incomprehensible things.”
"What I can tell you is that I have found more and more abandoned doors like this in the Hui Tower. I am afraid there are more than a hundred of them!!"
"My inner doubts are the same as your expression now. Where did these doors come from, and what level are they at?"
“Which phase’s ascending path is this?”
"Is the mystical knowledge system that countless ancient scholars have spent their lives exploring to explain the world still in effect?"
Roy's hand trembling as he pointed to a higher place in front of him: "Dad, have you passed through such an abandoned door?"
"That's right, and then he was promoted to Order Enforcer."
"There are no rituals that need the help of apostles?"
"It doesn't require the power of the Secret History like the Known Path."
"How did you dare to take risks with these abandoned doors of unknown origin? Did you just pick one at random?"
"I used the 'disaster' divination and chose a door with a low risk factor, relatively low."
"What's behind the door?"
"I don't really remember."
MacAdam was pacing back and forth on the first step in front of the door.
"Perhaps, inside there are abandoned passages leading to higher places, various unfamiliar reliefs and large-scale ruins, chaotic true knowledge that is still within or even acceptable, and an abandoned door higher up."
"I admit that I have some elements of congestion. Under the increasingly dangerous control pressure of the authorities, I did not choose the Santa Ramburg subway incident. I backed down from the 'catastrophe' wreckage. Now the consultant has lost contact and the Harvest Art Festival has ended.
After that, the discussion group roundtable meeting was immediately held. I don’t want to be a conservative leader anymore, but fortunately the situation is not bad.”
"This abandoned door is probably the fourth level. The true knowledge inside is very strange, chaotic, and void. I have not been able to grasp any meaningful information, and I have not comprehended the new secrets of chengyu."
"But part of my spirituality has indeed been replaced by divinity. The improvement in the level of life personality is true, and my strength has indeed been qualitatively improved!"