After her country was destroyed and her family was destroyed, Lana's life was to hide in Tibet. Although her cousin once advised her to temporarily escape to the Zotec Dynasty, Lana firmly refused. She would never forgive those liars who betrayed their oaths and the one who never
Showed coward.
As a result, she was arrested along with her cousin and brought to the huge transformation furnace. Countless people lined up and were tied up with ropes, waiting to be turned into soulless machines.
Before her, there were two people with loud voices. They kept shouting and cursing, using all the words and words to curse the King of Silence and greet all the women in his family. They did not repeat a word, which showed their superb literary attainments.
, but was still thrown into the sea of fire. Lana vaguely heard that one of them was named Ourrican and the other was named Trazin...
Finally, it was her turn.
Just when she was almost crushed to pieces and blown away in the wind, she found herself suddenly out of the sea of fire and in a weird palace again.
The style of the palace is the same as the Necrontyr's old style. At the end of the palace, a black stone door carved with countless symbols and figures stands majestically. Leading to it is a wide staircase. The double rows of braziers on both sides look empty and gloomy.
Leading up the stairs.
When Lana passed by the first row of braziers, the emerald green flames rose and flickered in a twisted posture. The spiraling fireworks even illuminated the buttress at the far end of the ceiling, and then gradually extended upwards, forming a row of burning
pillar of fire
It was at this time that she noticed that between the rotting porch, there was blood condensing into beads from the ceiling, and then dripping down to the stone slabs on the ground.
Where does the blood come from?
She pondered, climbed all the way, and finally came to the door, and then gently put her hand on it.
The seemingly heavy door was pushed open like a broken wooden door.
The door made a groaning sound as it rubbed against the ground. Debris fell one after another, and the light shone on Lana. The energy light was so rich that it formed a layer of mist-like entities flowing down the steps. The ground behind the door was smooth.
Like a mirror, Lana looked down at her reflection: it was almost the appearance she had forgotten, that young and innocent face, that carefree little princess of the Mupekta dynasty.
After a moment of indulging, Lana raised her gaze and looked across the tapestry woven with golden cloth at the source of the divine light.
Light emanated from the podium at the end of the hall, a huge candlestick burned with pure flames, a god in golden armor was surrounded by a halo, its face was hidden under the darkness of the helmet, and countless wings composed of light gathered behind it,
Even the huge throne and the magnificent church could not accommodate its divinity. Countless Necrontyr-looking priests gathered on the steps around it and knelt down. Even Lana couldn't help but want to cry under its invisible gaze.
, I want to kneel down and repent of my disrespect.
But suddenly, the other person's gaze reminded her of something...
The moment she was thrown into the transformation furnace, there was also a pair of strange eyes watching her, only hunger, greed, cruelty...
For just a moment, she forced herself to wake up, and then the surrounding space changed. The originally radiant temple was now filled with darkness. The tapestries around it were made of blood-stained flesh, and the huge candlestick was made of bones and corpses.
And blood covered the broken stone slabs, and the kneeling priests turned into monsters wearing human skin, with huge claws and deformed bodies, and the so-called gods...
The golden armor turned into a fabric of dirty skin and bones, the dazzling halo turned into countless screaming souls, and any traces of sacredness were displayed on the filthy body in a creepy and twisted form.
The claws are long and evil, and manic energy radiates from its body, causing countless faces sewn on the cloak to groan.
Under a hood made of minced meat and rags, a pair of scarlet eyes stared at Lana, and fear instantly choked her consciousness——
Lana's sight was instantly narrowed, excluding those flesh and blood corpses, excluding those metal bodies, erasing the darkness, leaving only those eyes.
She seemed to lose control of her sense of self, and then...
Or madness, or sinking, or returning to nothingness?
She suddenly wanted to howl and curse her misfortune, howling destruction? Destruction? Ushering in relief?
But there was always a ticking sound in her ears, like a timer, forcing her to stay rational. The moment she turned around and wanted to escape, she found that the door she originally came from had been closed and had changed.
..
It turned into a wall of deformed flesh and blood made of flesh, white bones, and countless eyes and mouths.
No, not just the door, the walls, ceiling, and even the floor of the entire palace turned into flesh and blood...
Lana seemed to have fallen into "it"'s belly, and looked at Lana with vicious gazes composed of countless different types of eyes, exuding endless hunger, as if to draw all the souls it craved deeper into to fill it.
Its endless desires.
Finally, Lana said the name tremblingly——
Landu...Gore...
"ah--"
Accompanied by a piercing scream, the moment Lana's visual device revived, a pair of scarlet eyes appeared in front of her, causing her to subconsciously reach out and swat them down.
Amidst the sound of metal colliding, a metal skull fell to the ground. Lana reacted and immediately reached out to grab it.
"I was careless..."
Picking up the metal skull again, which was so mottled that no trace of the past could be seen, Lana patted her chest in a very humane manner, and then touched her face, which still had that cold mask.
The afterglow of the dream gradually faded away, giving way to the cold memory circuit. She was no longer the princess she once was. She was now a technology technician, a memory ghost hidden in an active metal body - only memory is an independent person.
Do you have a personality, she once asked her cousin, and the other person's answer was, we are all dead.
But what was everything just now, a dream? A brief disorder of the circuit? A phantom pain from memory? Or...
Her secondary auxiliary logic told her that this was not normal, but she could not think of any reason.
"My cousin said you can't look directly into its eyes, why should I look out of curiosity..."
Then she took out two red gems and stuffed them into the eye sockets of the skull. After that, she suddenly noticed that her pet "Rose", a special underworld spider, had always maintained the highest alert posture at this time.
, which means...
Lana glanced around and suddenly became alert. This originally empty underground natural cave had some twisted and deformed bodies at some point. They surrounded Rose and Lana from all directions. The Underworld Spider was not authorized because of its situation.
She was in a passive defensive state where she could not actively attack, so she could only wave her metal chelicerae in a warning gesture, and always protect Lana under her or behind her.
However, these skinners did not attack. Instead, they stopped in place. Lana noticed that one of them was particularly conspicuous because although the other person's appearance was somewhat deformed, his past identity could still be seen - a death mark.
This special skinner is squatting on a rock, tilting his head like a scavenger. The huge red one-eye on the mottled face is staring at Lana, and its skull-like body is covered with strips that are almost gone.