The so-called "ultimate chaos" is an existence that no language can describe its appearance.
It was an infinite illusion that changed like a kaleidoscope, or an unfathomable dark abyss, or a black sun rotating...
And around the throne of chaos were dancers with no fixed shape.
They are mindless and undisciplined, yet they never stop dancing a blasphemous dance.
And there are those crazy musicians, holding the abominable instruments with their nameless claws and beating the drum.
A crazy and sharp flute sound is constantly filtered out from the shimmering curtain of color, infinitely floating towards the palace, towards the great being who lives on the throne of chaos...
Qin Zhibo's eyes widened, looking at everything in front of him.
At this moment, he still couldn't control his body, as if he was under a confinement spell, and all activities were banned.
His senses were firmly fixed on the Chaos Royal Court.
His lips were slightly parted and he looked calm, but his expression was completely stiff.
What is that on the great throne?
What is that ultimate abyss?
What are the amorphous dancers and musicians?
And where will I be taken now?
At the same time, the evil Shantak bird carrying Qin Zhibo seemed to have fallen into madness, with a pair of narrow membrane wings shaking violently in the ether.
However, it still unswervingly carried out its master's instructions and rushed forward on the road of destruction.
Waiting at the end of that road of destruction is the indescribable destruction at the core of chaos.
At this moment, the sea surface formed by the etheric universe seemed to suddenly stir up a wave.
Qin Zhibo's body posture and even his face remained motionless, only his eyes could glance sideways.
On the rolling waves, he saw several dolphins carrying a huge jagged shell.
In the shimmering shell, a white-haired old man is standing.
He held the trident in his withered right hand and held the rope in his left hand as he cut through the waves in the tumbling ether ocean.
Despite this, He is getting closer and closer to the Throne of Chaos.
Qin Zhibo's eyes flickered slightly, and the tongue in his mouth moved, but he couldn't make any sound.
So is it you?
In his opinion, the poor old man was forced to embark on this path of destruction just like himself.
The only difference is that his mount is an ugly horse-headed bird.
The old man's mount is a dolphin, which is a symbol of beauty.
If allowed, he would like to turn his body completely around and have a good talk with the old man.
Although this can't change the final outcome of the two, it can shift the focus.
He no longer cares about the value of will.
Finding a partner before leaving is the only thing he can do now.
For this reason, Qin Zhibo began to forcefully burst out sounds from his throat.
snort……
snort……
This muffled groan is the limit of what he can do now.
It's just that this weak voice seems too weak among the wails and snickers that pervade the universe. It can't even be counted as fireflies and bright moons.
Even so, Qin Zhibo still shouted with all his strength to make the other party notice him.
snort--
snort--
Perhaps this insignificant firm will played a role. Across the immeasurable distance, the white-haired old man riding the dolphin slowly turned his head.
His eyes were extremely solemn, but also revealed a trace of compassion and kindness. He also looked across this distant ether.
However, he only glanced at it and turned his head away decisively.
As soon as He twisted the reins in his hands, He drove the dolphin and shell coach and disappeared into the invisible depths of the etheric ocean.
He actually left like this?
So wasn't he, like himself, forced here by some existence?
The only poor person is himself.
In this almost frozen moment, Qin Zhibo felt boundless despair in his heart.
So you don’t even have a partner to go on the road with?
Do I have to crash into the ultimate throne of chaos with this ugly, dirty, evil, filthy Shantak bird under my crotch, and welcome destruction?
My destiny is mine...
Can't help but...
Qin Zhibo's eyes were gradually filled with the dim world and gradually lost their luster.
But just when his eyes were about to lose their light completely, an incredible light came from underneath the eternal world.
This luster was illuminated from below, once again igniting Qin Zhibo's gradually frozen thinking.
It was a gray-brown nameless mist, like a huge nebula that was constantly changing its shape.
There seems to be some kind of hidden light source in the mist.
It wasn't until it was gently pushed away by an invisible hand full of vitality that Qin Zhibo could clearly see the essence existing in the nameless mist.
It was billions of spheres gathering infinite brilliance.
Although it is a polymer of billions of spheres, each sphere seems to be able to project a universe that is infinitely close to infinity.
Every piece of sky, every ocean, and every morning breeze fell into it, turning into dazzling fountains of pure gold, dark purple, and rose red, bursting out from the center to the outer edges.
Qin Zhibo's eyes were lowered to the limit. The pupils that had almost faded in color before now reflected the color of those light balls.
There was a feeling in his brain that he was familiar with it, but he also felt like there was some deep secret that couldn't be revealed. He couldn't think of what it was for a while.
However, his body was bathed in that luster and he felt a long-lost healing.
Only this is beyond doubt.
So, he mustered up his strength again, using every muscle and cell in his body to push downwards.
Although he can never change the course of the evil Shattuck bird, he can try to jump off the "train" leading to destruction.
This ray of redemption is the only chance.
Even if these light balls are just illusions born from the nameless fog, they will collapse like mirages as soon as they get closer, leaving endless void and darkness.
Then he should try his best.
If you give it a try, you might still have a chance.
If nothing is tried, it is "0", which means nothing.
Qin Zhibo stared at his arm tightly and kept shouting in his heart.
Move!
Move quickly!
Move it!
He tried his best to fight against the force that put shackles on him, but with little success.
Except that the muscle lines on the inner thighs felt tight a few times, there were no more changes.
He still could only maintain the posture of riding the Shantak Bird, and until his strength was exhausted, he could not actively jump off the bike.
Is there no other way?
Are you unable to grasp the only way to salvation?
Just when Qin Zhibo's heart almost fell into despair again, and he could only passively accept this tragic fate, a hand in the void gave him a gentle push.
With this gentle push, Qin Zhibo felt as if his body was blown by a gust of wind, rolling him off the back of the Shantak Bird.
He recognized the black hand.
When I once faced the death threat from Baron Samedi, this hand stretched out from the void and helped me.
That is a power that can rival Baron Samedi, one of Nyarlathotep's countless incarnations.
What exactly is that...
Before Qin Zhibo could finish his thoughts, his whole body was gripped by a strong feeling of weightlessness.
His body fell towards the billions of lights below, as if it spanned tens of millions of years, from the Big Bang to the destruction of the universe, then rebirth after destruction, and then perished again after rebirth...
During the churning process of this cycle, countless planets exploded after collapse, like colorful fireworks, welcoming the falling dreamers.
In the end, the swelling stars, mixed with the light of billions, turned into dawn in Qin Zhibo's eyes.
…
When Qin Zhibo opened his eyes again, his body was already lying on the ground made of pale onyx.
As far as the eye can see are ridiculously large and magnificent buildings and towers. The astonishing designs show that this is still Kadasi.
But those buildings were still quite far away from him.
Within reach of him was a void, on the edge of a neatly cut cliff.
At this moment, he was lying on the edge of the cliff. If he turned over accidentally, he would fall into the vast whiteness below.
The vast white land seemed to be Leng Yuan, and Qin Zhibo felt that he could even see the Leng Yuan people dancing evil dances on the white plain.
Caves, skeletons, giant stone statues, giant spiders... you can see them all.
In short, if you fall from such a height, you will definitely die, and there is no possibility of survival.
After coming back to his senses, Qin Zhibo trembled in his heart and quickly retracted his body.
He raised his head slightly again, looked around, and found that he was on a platform.
This platform seems to be the very edge of Onyx City, so there is a cliff next to it.
Suddenly, a figure appeared at the exit of the platform.
This is a man with chocolate-colored skin, thin and slightly stooped.
He quickly ran over, squatted next to Qin Zhibo, and asked.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Qin Zhibo's body has little strength now. His feeling is slightly different from that of weakness, but the same point is that he has little strength.
His eyes were sluggish, and he looked at the face in front of him, and after a moment's thought, he came up with the other person's identity.
"Brother Larkin..."
Larkin touched Qin Zhibo's body as if exploring, and at the same time asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? Why are you lying in this place?"
Qin Zhibo was unable to answer and could only let the other party do this.
After waiting for a few seconds, Larkin said with a serious face: "It's too dangerous here, let me take you to a safe place..."
With that said, Larkin put Qin Zhibo's hand on his shoulder and lifted Qin Zhibo's upper body.
As the line of sight increased, the penetrating height under the cliff was clearly visible again.
Qin Zhibo's head drooped and he silently accepted Larkin's help.
But just as Qin Zhibo's body was being lifted up, Larkin's palm against Qin Zhibo's back suddenly exerted force and pushed him down the cliff.
Almost at the same time, Qin Zhibo's eyes filled with anger.
He grabbed Larkin's chest with one hand, and with the instant explosive power of his waist, he quickly changed positions with the opponent's body.
This time, Larkin became the one closer to the cliff.
Without saying a word, Qin Zhibo raised his leg and kicked the opponent off the cliff.
"ah--!"
The real screams quickly became ethereal as they fell from high altitude, and the pitch-black figure was swallowed up by the white light.
After doing all this, his butt sank and he fell onto the onyx floor again.
"snort……"
"Do you still want to lie to me?"
Qin Zhibo's shoulders were slumped feebly, and his arms were hanging on his legs.
The series of explosive movements just now really used up the last of his strength.
In fact, the moment he saw Larkin appear, he was already alert.
How did Larkin get in in this Kadath, which is forbidden to mortals?
He is obviously not one of those black slaves wearing golden shackles.
He is a free man.
Then, Qin Zhibo thought of the many "lucky" coincidences along the way.
It was obviously supposed to be the black sailboat that was driven to the moon by the moon beast, but it was sailing towards its original destination honestly.
Obviously none of the passengers on the ship cared about the course, but one person happened to know.
Obviously he was supposed to walk step by step to Leng Yuan, but a flock of Shantak birds happened to take him to Leng Yuan.
It was clear that the terrifying shadow in the stone monastery had the ability to prevent him from entering Kadath, but he did not stop him.
All this seems to be a coincidence of full luck, but in fact they are working together to create the most terrifying purpose.
That is to allow him to successfully reach Kadath and come into contact with the mysterious being who sent him into space.
Although Qin Zhibo could not guess the specific identity of that ancient emperor-like existence surrounded by black slaves, he could already understand his essence.
He is the protector of the dream gods, the outer god who can freely enter and exit Kadath.
The lurking chaos and the thousand-faced god are all the names the world calls him.
Nyarlathotep is His only true name that never changes.
Everything is Nyarlathotep's plan...
The ancient emperor surrounded by black slaves, the dark priest in the stone monastery, Larkin... they are all the incarnations of Nyarlathotep.
The Moon Beast, the Shattuck Bird, and the Leng Man are loyal followers of Nyarlathotep.
[Congratulations on completing the main mission—Dream Search for the Secret Land of Kadath!]
[Acquire 30,000 general skill proficiency points!]
At this moment, the system prompt appeared, and the timing was just right.
Qin Zhibo was no longer able to care about this.
He slowly closed his eyes, and heavy sleep swallowed his consciousness together with his lying body.
Then it's up to you...
Kaito.
…
Inside the Onyx Castle.
Kuroba Kaito followed the little girl all the way, and finally passed through room after room and came to a spacious palace.
This palace is also almost pure white and shining, with carved beams and painted pillars, and its size is astonishing.
At this time, the little girl suddenly stopped.
Kuroba Kaito behind him also stopped quickly and asked cautiously.
"What's wrong? Lilith?"
In the exchange just now, Kuroba Kaito learned that the little girl's name is "Lilith", which is a very cute name.
Lilith did not answer, but quietly raised her head and looked forward.
Kuroba Kaito also looked in the direction of his sight, and saw several humanoid figures with shining bodies standing majestically on the spacious throne in front of him.
Completely opposite to that glorious image, their lips all showed playful smiles.
