Barrier of Light

The towering statue is over a hundred meters high.

Gu Shen stood under the statue. He chose to trust his inner intuition and did not act rashly.

It's just that the black gem is too conspicuous. It is inlaid on the forehead of the god's throne. It shines with a strange light and is very eye-catching. It is almost the only light source in the depths of this dark hall.

Mu Wanqiu stared at it for a moment and said, "This gem... seems like it can be taken off?"

Just after she finished speaking, she shook her head, quickly rejected her previous thoughts, and murmured to herself: "This palace of the underworld is weird everywhere, maybe there is some mechanism hidden in this gem... It's better not to move it. .”

The knife that slashed through the maze before was a memory.

"When I just pushed the door open, I felt like... there was a road behind this huge rock wall."

Mu Wanqiu suddenly remembered something and said seriously: "There is a wind blowing from behind the rock wall."

"Is there another exit after the rock wall?"

When Gu Shen heard this, he was slightly startled, and then he noticed that there were indeed gusts of sinister wind seeping out from the gaps in the huge rock wall.

It's just that it's too dark and deep there.

On the contrary, it is easy to ignore.

The entire Underworld Palace uses the [Gate] as the link point, but here is an exception.

This statue is a [door] that can really be pushed open.

So where does it lead...?

Gu Shen slowly took two steps forward.

The pendant was peaceful... The invincible karma weapon seemed to have lost its "sensing" power here.

He must prepare himself to deal with the ominous situation.

In the darkness, the wind kept blowing, making it eerie and cold.

Gu Shen lit a blazing fire, barely lighting up a small area. Mu Wanqiu, who followed closely behind, also tried to light a fire. However, ordinary fire sources could not keep burning and were immediately extinguished the moment they were lit.

As the judge raised the blazing flame, the surroundings of the two people gradually became brighter and clearer.

Two huge walls nearly 100 meters high sandwiched the two people in a long and endless "corridor". The light was ignited at the moment, but it made people feel suffocated and depressed.

"Here are the words."

Mu Wanqiu sighed.

The judge held up a flame and illuminated the black rock wall on one side.

On the rock wall, there are incomprehensible "ancient characters" carved one after another... The history of this rock wall seems to be very long ago. These carved ancient characters have endured the wind for many years, and they have a vague sense of dryness. A sense of broken decay.

When he saw these ancient words, Mu Wanqiu felt disappointed in his eyes.

She knew that the more these words appeared, the higher the research value of this underground ruins.

She also knew that no matter how valuable these words were, they were meaningless if she couldn't understand a single word.

"Wait a minute..."

next moment.

Mu Wanqiu's voice became surprised: "There are annotations underneath this ancient text?!"

The rock wall is so big that when every ancient text is carved, there are large gaps... and what is incredible is that under these gaps, someone actually wrote relevant annotations.

Gu Shen came behind Mu Wanqiu, looked at the rock wall, and fell into silence.

The greatest characteristic of ancient writing has always been that it can only be understood, not expressed.

But...if someone records something in ancient Chinese, of course someone who understands it can convert it into words and write it down.

"This ghost place...has a second person really come here?"

Mu Wanqiu stared at the annotations on the rock wall and touched them with his fingertips. These annotations were obviously added later.

She really couldn't figure it out.

Who is it that has the ability to come to this place, the ability to read these words... and also has the leisure to leave his own "notes" on the rock wall?

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"Let me state in advance that I did not vacate this place."

This is the first section of the wall where it originally started.

It was also the first sentence left by the "mysterious translator" to those who followed.

Gu Shen and Mu Wanqiu looked at each other and fell silent.

After discovering the "annotation", both of them subconsciously believed that the translator should be responsible for emptying the hall.

When I saw this sentence, I felt like I was being manipulated.

"When I arrived, this place was already like this...I don't think there will be more things when you arrive."

The second sentence is still the truth.

But Gu Shen felt vaguely strange.

He noticed a word choice.

"you……"

How did this mysterious translator know that the person who came here was not alone?

Mu Wanqiu also noticed this.

"This word is not a big problem..." She thought about it seriously, "Maybe when this person came to the rock wall and made annotations... he thought that this text would be seen by many people in the future."

Gu Shen nodded.

He continued to look behind him.

"Before the text begins, please note."

"The following words may carry mental fluctuations... When reading, there may be visual images emerging. Please don't resist and feel it slowly."

"at last……"

"I am not a producer of ancient texts, I am just a translator responsible for transporting them."

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Thick smoke billowed high in the sky.

The dark fire wavered, and the sky fell.

The gray dome was covered with a layer of gloom. A ship covering the sky was broken into two parts. One end was inserted into the earth, and the other end was like a broken sword, pointing straight into the sky. Countless broken electrons were connected between the two ends. Arc of light, crackling sound.

It's not just dead things like "ships" that are broken in two.

In this huge, broken ravine, there are countless broken bodies, dancing together with the sand and dust.

These were once "living creatures".

Some are dead, their faces are withered and gray, their blood has been drained, and they will not say a word. Some are still conscious and are struggling desperately, trying to squeeze out the body that is placed in the gap between the ships, but they do not know the other half of their bodies. , has been completely cut off...these people's fate is the same.

die.

In the distance of the gray dome, at the end of the horizon, there was the roar of a storm.

However, this unbearable "purgatory scene" was interrupted at this moment.

A plain white palm appeared above the gray dome.

With a flick of his fingers, he brushed away the gray skylight.

Immediately afterwards, the owner of the plain white palm said softly: "As you can see... this storm is dozens of times, hundreds of times more terrifying than the one that Gubao just encountered."

Queen's Castle, second floor attic.

Meng Xizhou stood in the melting pot of ice and snow. She was surrounded by a holy "glow". Her fingertips were flying, and the scene created by her thoughts was pinched into dust, shattered and dissipated...

She knew that this scene, staged to this point, was enough.

"According to the danger rating of Beizhou Fortress, what level should such a storm be?" Meng Xizhou spoke softly and asked sincerely: "I'm afraid even S level... is not enough to describe the true horror of this storm. Bar?"

The queen on the throne held out two fingers.

She gently twisted a piece of light scattered from Meng Xizhou's body. This formless and ethereal light solidified into substance at this moment, and was twisted by the Queen's fingertips.

"This is a scene that really happened six hundred years ago." Meng Xizhou continued: "These dead and dying people are all human ancestors six hundred years ago. They trekked from the distant [Old World] , during the migration, they encountered an unprecedented source of storm, and I don’t know how many people died for it... There were more than one fallen ship like the one in the picture just now."

She couldn't see the face of the empress on the throne.

But she knew that the Queen of Beizhou would not remain unresponsive.

After a moment of silence, the Queen spoke.

"Where did you get the picture?"

"In the forbidden area of ​​Guangming City, there is a certain 'forbidden library' that has been covered with dust." Meng Xizhou said calmly: "These pictures should not appear in the official history six hundred years later, so Guangming City hid them and used the most original and oldest The way... I guess these 'secrets' are not secrets in your eyes."

The Queen played with the piece of light and hummed softly.

Words are the most primitive and ancient spiritual carrier.

Sometimes, old doesn't mean old.

So far, this carrier is the best carrier.

Regarding this broken history, Guangming City used "spiritual ancient texts" to completely block it to ensure that it would not be discovered and at the same time preserve precious image data.

"It's no secret to the Supreme Court."

The Queen said warmly: "Every god who refines fire has personally been to the [Old World], and has reached very far away... You can only understand this period of history from the forbidden books, but I saw it with my own eyes. There are those broken ships and the weathered bones of ancient human ancestors.”

When she said this, the Queen's voice was still gentle, with a smile on her face.

If Meng Xizhou made a special trip to Central City just to report the matter to himself.

Then she might be disappointed.

"Yes I know."

Meng Xizhou said softly: "Every god has gone to the [Old World]. A being as great as you naturally knows the unbearable broken history that existed six hundred years ago... But I am not asking to see you today. I'm just showing off my knowledge, but I want to give you my unexpected income, the true history of the Traveler clan that was recorded in the Forbidden Library."

The moment the word "traveler" was spoken——

The smile on the Queen's face slowly disappeared.

[Deep Sea] links five continents. In theory, six hundred years of human information, technology, and knowledge are stored there... But there are always some things that the highest authority does not want [Deep Sea] to know.

These things have nothing to do with permissions.

The history symbolized by the word "traveler" is the past that cannot be found in the database no matter how hard it is searched.

"Traveler, the owner of the eighth fire."

Meng Xizhou no longer raised his eyes.

She looked at her nose, nose, and heart, and slowly said word by word: "For a long time, there have been rumors circulating in the five continents about the existence of the 'Eighth God's Seat' in the world... Most people think this is nonsense, but You should know that the rumors about the Eighth God's Throne are very likely to be true."

The seven fires are the power that separated humans from the "Gospel Box" after the giant wall was built.

This is the "official history" recorded in history books.

"The image just now is of the 'Great Migration' six hundred years ago. I think the reason why the parliament banned this period of history is because six hundred years ago, we had extremely high levels of technology."

This news is not good news for today's human society.

After the Great Migration, although humans found a new home, they also suffered a heavy blow.

Past data, technology, and the core data were destroyed along with the giant ship...

What makes people silent is that the vehicles used during the Great Migration are still unable to be reproduced with today's Beizhou technology. After such a long period of technological development and the leap of [Deep Sea], today's Wuzhou technology, Still not as good as ancient humans.

This is a cruel and unforgiving reality.

Nowadays, the speed of order collapse is getting faster and faster...

But the overall scientific and technological level of human society is not as good as before the first year.

Even the ancient humans who developed giant ships are dead... Can today's Five Continents really resist the increasingly powerful tide of order?

The purpose of blocking history from six hundred years ago is to stabilize people's hearts.

Otherwise, the extraordinary order of the entire Five Continents will be greatly impacted.

At that time, a large number of regressors and capitulationists will breed... Parliament is not united to begin with. Driven by these pessimists, it will only become more difficult to move forward.

"Of course... the point I want to say is not this."

Meng Xizhou paused slightly, then raised her palm, and the forbidden image reappeared again.

The wind and snow are blowing in the furnace.

The sky above the dead and broken ship six hundred years ago continued to magnify, and then magnify again.

Above the gray dome, a "figure" vaguely floated.

In the boundless lead cloud.

The figure was floating like this.

The ancient humans on the ship need to wear special masks to resist the erosion of the source of matter.

But "he" doesn't need... There is a pair of plump wings growing on "him"'s back. Under the gray dome with floating dust, the pair of wings are also particularly gray.

This is not human.

But... another creature.

"During the great migration, sacrifices must sometimes be made in order to ensure the progress of the overall ethnic group."

Meng Xizhou lowered his eyebrows and said softly: "Many 'people' died because of this. They did not die in the storm, but died in the 'righteousness' of sacrificing for the ethnic group."

"The traveler is a wave that was sacrificed in the tide of history. This is a clan that has been erased by official history. They once kept a fragment of the gospel box... Theoretically, this is the eighth fire. The predecessor, but before the great disaster, they were abandoned in the [Old World], and the 'gospel box fragments' in their hands were also left in the endless dust."

The Queen silently stared at the goddess of light in front of her.

After Meng Xizhou said the word "traveler", she strengthened the spirit of the Furnace God Realm to ensure that no one would hear this conversation.

"Where...did you know that?"

The forbidden library in Guangming City hides many secrets, and the secrets are also divided into levels... This level of history should not be seen by Meng Xizhou today.

Before she officially takes over the "fire", no matter how many blessings she gets from the gods, they will only be mortal in the end.

Most importantly, this is what happens in the City of Light.

If Meng Xizhou knew.

Then the probability is the same as...the God of Light knows that Meng Xizhou knows.

"Don't worry, 'he' doesn't know about this."

Meng Xizhou laughed at himself.

"The scene just now is the spiritual memory left by the first God of Light. This ancestor was one of the first 'pioneers' to arrive in the Five Continents. He founded the City of Light and left this secret before his death. In the forbidden library...the blessing of the ancestor of light envelopes the library and can erase all detection from the outside world."

"Logically speaking, only those who inherit the throne of light are qualified to read that book." At this point, Meng Xizhou paused again and murmured: "But... I just opened it so simply, without any Blocking, maybe this is destiny, or maybe it is the approval of our ancestors."

The queen looked directly at the goddess: "Continue."

The history of the Traveler clan is shocking enough.

But... it's not enough.

She respected her as the Seven Gods and smelted fire. After stepping onto the highest seat, most of the secrets of the world became clear to her.

"Do you think... the travelers who were abandoned in the [Old World] are now dead?"

Meng Xizhou was silent for a moment, then asked this question.

She looked up at the snow-shrouded throne of the Forge.

The wind and snow are too heavy.

She couldn't clearly see what the face of the empress who controlled the entire Beizhou looked like at this moment.

But she could hear the sound of the Queen's fingertips slowly tapping the throne handle.

A few seconds later, a calm response came from the throne: "That's the [Old World] there..."

"Not all creatures who fall into the [Old World] will die."

"Natural selection, survival of the fittest." Meng Xizhou bowed his head and said in a long voice: "...just like Pluto."

twenty years ago.

Pluto disappeared in the [Old World].

Twenty years later...he is back.

Seeing that the throne had returned to silence, Meng Xizhou spoke again, "The Travelers are not dead, they are still alive... living in the cracks of the chaotic order of the [Old World], but have lost their way. Over the years, we have been looking for an oasis, Travelers It’s looking for us.”

The sound of the Queen tapping the throne suddenly stopped.

"interesting……"

The Queen asked softly: "How do you know about such a thing?"

This is no longer a secret that will be recorded in the Forbidden Library.

"If I said it was a 'dream'... would you believe it?"

Meng Xizhou's expression is sincere, and the word "believe" here actually has two meanings.

On the first level, it is the belief that such a dream really exists.

The second level is to believe that the guidance information given by this dream is true.

"Twenty years ago, Guangming attacked the Hades Palace because of a 'dream'." The Queen smiled softly, "You seem to be more favored by the rules now than Guangming back then... But I can't understand it. The rules and guidance for those chosen by the Light Fire have always been related to 'Pluto', why did you dream about 'The Traveler'?"

Meng Xizhou raised his head.

"This is a dream about 'Pluto'."

She said word by word: "I dreamed that Pluto and the Traveler were standing together, and they wanted to open the door to 'hell' together... Twenty years ago, they were old acquaintances."

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(PS: Recently, it is a whole volume, and even an important plot that runs through the world view of the whole text. Although I have an outline, it is still difficult to write. It took me a whole day to revise and write. I will stop here and rest for a while. There will be a big chapter in the evening! )