Tower Defense Game: My Kingdom of Eternal Life

Tick ​​tock…

The blood on the meat cleaver slowly dripped onto the floor. Although it clearly did not hit any living objects, the blade was stained with a trace of bright red blood.

"It's just a piece of clothing that's trapping me?!"

Zhang Yao looked at the coat hanging in the closet with a slightly ferocious look.

It is a dark black coat in the shape of a windbreaker. It seems to be woven from black mist and is illusory. Only the gold and white double-breasted buttons inlaid on both sides of the middle can make people truly feel its existence.

After receiving a blow from the meat cleaver, a striking crack appeared on each button.

But these cracks are slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This shows that even a powerful cursed object like a meat cleaver can only cause temporary damage to strange beings.

and cannot be completely eliminated.

It will regain its strange power in about ten minutes at most!

Zhang Yao couldn't see the properties of the meat cleaver, so he couldn't directly judge the price he paid.

But the subtle feedback from his body still made him vaguely guess.

The red line may represent lifespan!

and.

This damage is most likely permanent.

Unless he can break through the extraordinary realm and step into another level of life, he will most likely never be able to recover!

Such a heavy price for only ten minutes of safety time?!

In Zhang Yao's heart, there were literally ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past, but this made him understand the preciousness of time at this moment. Before the strange power of the windbreaker is fully restored, he must complete the exploration and leave Room 5!

His eyes quickly swept over, and the entire structure of the room fell into Zhang Yao's eyes.

This room was not significantly different from his safe house.

There is a wardrobe, table and chairs, and a single bed. The only exception is a dressing table next to the bed, with an oval mirror inlaid with gold rims standing on it. An oil painting hangs on one side of the wall, still in the chaotic tones of graffiti.

What's special is that there are no windows in the room, the only exit is this door, and the gray-white ceiling is much lower than the structure of a normal building.

It makes people feel extremely depressed.

"It has to be quick..."

Zhang Yao urged himself from the bottom of his heart, and his legs that were a little weak began to move and soon returned to normal.

His eyes first focused on the ordinary dressing table.

The dressing table is leaning against the bed. There are no traces of use. It is like a decoration... To Weiyi, this thing is indeed just a decoration.

What's special is that mirror.

The oval mirror is wrapped with a gold rim, and Zhang Yao is very sure that it is definitely made of star gold, which confirms from the side that this mirror is a relatively stable man-made cursed object.

But it was different from the soul-killing blade Cheng Shen gave him.

On the gold base of this mirror, seven gems are inlaid from left to right, including garnet red, emerald green, deep sea blue... The gems have different colors and shapes, and even the darkness cannot swallow their colors.

The dark mirror did not reflect anything in the room. It seemed that a majestic building could be seen vaguely...

Zhang Yao glanced at the closet and saw that the weird windbreaker was still recovering, so he took two quick steps.

at the same time.

He lifted the blank portrait that had been intentionally facing the ground and pointed it in the direction of the table, bed and dresser.

No response.

Um……

Zhang Yao pondered for a moment and regained the high ground with his IQ, "Weird things will devour each other. Since this room belongs to tenant No. 5, there can be no other weird things... That piece of clothing should be a cursed object!"

"Another out-of-control secondary cursed object..."

He thought of the oil lamp.

It is also a sign of losing control when you are about to enter this room.

This most likely shows that the cursed objects in Room 5 have the power to accelerate out of control, especially the inherently unstable secondary cursed objects!

"But Brother Zhu's knife and portrait were not affected in any way..."

He fell into new doubts.

Then he shook his head.

Things that you can't figure out should be left to study later. If you are lucky and die tomorrow, you don't have to waste your brain cells!

He went directly to the dressing table.

Having experience with portraits, he did not dare to look directly at the mirror for fear of being sucked into some terrible place again...

However, it turned out that he still lacked basic caution and reverence.

as he approaches.

His figure has been reflected in the mirror.

boom!

The boundless billowing gray fog suddenly enveloped him.

There seemed to be countless shadows swaying in front of his eyes, as if there were thousands of people whispering in his mind, as if they were praying, as if they were appealing. They all chanted a name in unison, and the loud voices gave him a splitting headache.

Click!

The next moment, his consciousness really "exploded".

The fragmented spiritual body formed irregular mirror surfaces, reflecting countless figures.

Flashing images flashed across his eyes like a slideshow.

It was a medieval-style coastal city, and everything in the picture seemed to be frozen in black and white.

Follow his thoughts.

This city shrouded in gloom and haze gradually comes to life.

A mirror floated before his eyes.

Zhang Yao saw in the mirror a thin man dressed as a homeless man with a numb and dull complexion.

He huddled in a dark and damp sewer, struggling to survive on the food he picked up every day, and his body was covered with sores and pustules caused by disease.

"God of beauty and wishes, please respond to my request so that I will never be troubled by illness and pain again..."

Hungry and cold, he knelt devoutly in front of a statue of a god.

The image of the statue seems to have been disturbed by some kind of force and shrouded in a layer of fog, making it difficult to see clearly.

But as the man finished reciting the prayer, Zhang Yao clearly saw a dead light flashing on the statue.

The man fell slowly, and the light in his eyes gradually disappeared.

God responded to his request.

He will never face the troubles of life again.

Because he is dead.

…

Another scene with a mixture of gray and numb tones emerged.

The owner in the mirror this time is a female worker who works in a dust factory all year round.

The stingy aristocratic employer was unwilling to spend any extra money on protective measures, even a simple mask, leaving her body exposed to an environment full of pollution.

She finally fell ill.

Lying dying in the cold slum, she fumbled for a statue with a vague face from her arms, held it against her chest, and prayed in a low voice:

"Almighty Lord of Hope, I beg you to send me your grace and free me from this endless pain..."

Gray light flashed on the statue.

The woman's arms hung down weakly, and only a pale color remained in her cloudy eyes.

…

Zhang Yao saw another little girl wearing plain white clothes.

This little girl was only five or six years old. Her complexion was yellowish, her frail body seemed unable to withstand the strong wind, and she looked malnourished.

She hugged the old rag doll with one missing arm tightly, holding the adult's arm, her bright eyes full of uneasiness and fear.

"Dad, where are we going? I'm so hungry..."

She said softly.

The middle-aged man with a pale and withered face looked at her sadly and comforted her: "It's almost... we'll be there soon... That's the eternal kingdom of God that our Lord built for us...

There is warm sunshine, endless food, and everyone yearns for peace...

No war, no disaster, no disease, no pain...

We'll get there..."

Plop.

The man's voice became softer and softer. He suddenly fell down, and the figure in front of him gradually became blurred. Endless reluctance emerged in his heart, "The God of beauty and wishes...the omnipotent Lord of hope...bless my daughter...

"

"dad……"

The little girl held his arm helplessly. She was so young that she didn't know what this scene meant.

She only remembered the four words her father kept repeating before he fell asleep.

"Eglachi."

…

boom!

Countless rays of gray light concentrated and erupted in the broken mirror, rushing towards the endless sky, opening up an endless road.

Zhang Yao's consciousness reunited again.

He looked towards the end of the darkness and could faintly see a huge group of buildings floating in the sky.

And just above this ancient and majestic city, a hole seemed to be torn open in the sky, and the dense black liquid poured down like a waterfall, eroding and polluting the kingdom of God established by the great god.

It was a kind of heart-stopping darkness, which made Zhang Yao, the being who had mastered the power of darkness, feel deep fear and uneasiness.

He saw a figure that seemed to be a god standing in the black tide. It was high, pale and silent, looking indifferently at the creatures in the Kingdom of God.

He also saw,

At the end of the black tide, there is a "door" that opens a gap.

…

The seven gems on the gold base light up one after another, bursting out with extremely bright light, reflecting colorful lights in the dark mirror.

"call!"

Zhang Yao's body gradually became colder and his heartbeat suddenly started to beat.

He woke up immediately.

"Damn it, I got hit again!"

He stepped back with some fear, moving away from the dressing table.

Bang!

Until he bumped into the table placed in the corner on the other side.

Zhang Yao subconsciously reached out to help him, and he pushed the blank portrait down on the table, and then his fingers touched a piece of rough paper.

He looked back.

He held the yellowed book page that seemed to be lying casually on the table in his hand.

"journal?"

Zhang Yao found that there were obvious signs of damage on the edges of these two pieces of paper, as if they had been torn from a complete diary.

It contains an ancient text that looks like tadpole writing.

A magical scene appeared. After Zhang Yao picked it up, he saw that the weird words were automatically converted into simplified Chinese characters that he could understand.

The first record is a piece of recorded information.

"Terror level: s."

"Propagation rules: According to research, the target will only respond to the four words 'Eglaqi'. Well, this is translated as 'The Kingdom of Hope' in the ancient divine language, which corresponds to the god who is in charge of the beauty and wishes of the world.

."

"How to deal with it: Don't say it, don't think about it.

Even just thinking of these four words in your mind will trigger the target's curse propagation pattern.

However, after being restricted by the A-level cursed object ‘Wish Doll’, the target’s thought transmission path has been closed, leaving only the language transmission path.

However, the target still has the ability to control thoughts. When facing the target, physical means should be used to seal the mouth. Due to the characteristics of the wish doll, candy, apples, glass slippers and other items are not allowed to be carried on the body."

"Confinement method: The target has formed a ghost realm, and any suppression method cannot take effect. It can only be restricted to a fixed area and semi-imprisoned state through the creation of the S-class cursed object Twilight Realm and the Kingdom of God in the Mirror."

"Based on the characteristics of the target and the corresponding source curse, I named it: The Girl Looking for Hope."

"The girl looking for hope..."

Zhang Yao recited it silently.

Is this all there is to know about Tenant No. 5? Who left this piece of paper?

He was full of doubts.

At this time, he discovered that there was another page of diary under this page, and the records in it revealed a lot of information.

"January 13th, year 1 of the Black King Calendar.

Hey.

The group of natives living in the underground shelter insist on naming the year after me, saying that I have opened a new era. I personally don't like such publicity, but I can't resist their enthusiasm...

cough,

Back to business.

I discovered this little guy when I was exploring the lost ancient capital. When I discovered it, it had just destroyed an underground shelter with a population of 500,000 and had become an S-level cursed body. This caused trouble for my detention.

Its curse can be spread by thinking alone! No wonder, this is one of the most unsolvable curses in terms of hazard levels!

pity.

My body can no longer contain the curse of another god's faith...

It cannot be allowed to continue to spread. It has the potential to grow into the ultimate curse. At that time, even if another king appears, there will be nothing to do!

But its ghost domain formation means that no restrictions can take effect on it.

Whenever someone chants His name, it is called out...

hiss.

trouble!

I hate using my brain the most!

No matter what, at least we can't let it continue wandering aimlessly in the big world.

This will only have more serious consequences.

January 25th.

Dad is so exhausted!

After working for more than half a month, less than half of the secondary curse bodies have been imprisoned. The spread is still spreading. Unless all the people in the Western Continent are directly eliminated, there is no way to stop the spread of its curse!

This guy is really troublesome!

Almost comparable to...

February 3rd.

Depend on!

Why didn’t I think of that before!

Using the S-level cursed object Dusk Realm, I can completely create an illusory Kingdom of God in the Mirror!

I can’t control the source, but I can control the end of the spread!

There is no need to aimlessly search for them all over the world, just let them all look at me!

I'm so stupid, really!

wrong.

I'm so smart to think of such a wise idea!

February 16th.

Ha ha.

Done!

Although this powerful cursed object in the Twilight Realm will no longer be able to be used in the future, it is definitely worth it to limit it!

That little guy has been completely immersed in the Kingdom of God in the Mirror that I created. In this way, as long as there are no more death-seeking guys chanting His name outside, this communication channel can be firmly controlled!

This is the easiest source of faith I have ever sealed!

Ha ha!

I’m such a genius!”

The diary ends here.

Zhang Yao glanced at the back, and his face gradually showed a look of contempt, "Damn! This guy is more narcissistic than me. It took him almost a month to think of such a simple solution, and he still has the nerve to praise himself!"

"If Brother Leg, I guess it could be solved in one day!"

Zhang Yao couldn't help but feel ashamed for him.