Wasteland Echoer

A strong sense of weightlessness surrounded Wright's body. As consistent with the previous information, "Vita Water" had no mass or volume. During the fall, he just felt that he was falling freely in the air, rather than falling into the dark deep sea.

The deeper he fell, the more light he felt around him was blocked by the "Vita Water", becoming dim and lifeless.

The descent into darkness, silence, and loneliness made Wright feel extremely lonely.

It's like walking in an eternal wilderness, like being in a land filled with yellow sand, with gravel and gravel under your feet, and an endless desolate place in front of you, as if you can never find the end as far as you can see. .

Loneliness, indifference, anxiety, and painful whispers began to echo in his ears. The endless "sorrow" and the emotion mixed with the smell of "death in life" began to erode his heart that had become mechanical and exuded blue. Colorful heart.

Until the darkness reached its extreme, in the "Vita Water" that had no mass or volume and could breathe perfectly, Wright's seven orifices quietly overflowed with wisps of pure white smoke that squirmed perfectly and gracefully.

They intertwined, changed, and danced wildly around Wright's body, and as he fell, they actually formed an extremely complex mechanical Higanbana simple totem that even the best painters could not complete, using only lines to outline.

Immediately afterwards, as the surrounding sounds and the pervasive aura of "sadness" quickly dissipated, Wright suddenly opened his eyes.

"How long?" Wright murmured softly, looking around.

After the blur caused by briefly and forcefully closing his eyes closed, Wright saw a glimmer of light in the endless darkness.

For a moment, he seemed to hear someone singing a country music with a very Cruzeque style in a girl's pure voice.

Then, the subtle, hazy light began to gradually spread, like the arrival of a swarm of fireflies in the long night. In an instant, the surroundings began to turn from pure black to dim and turbid.

With the subtle light, as he fell, Wright saw that he was walking through an industrial city that was rotated ninety degrees and perpendicular to the original ground.

There is no verdant green, fragrant flowers and chirping birds, no majestic mountains and rushing rivers, no warm sun, and no terrifying scarlet moon hanging high above.

There is a silence after being abandoned.

Countless steel buildings lie across the vast city. The towering steel towers are pierced by huge steel bars that flew from nowhere. They are leaning sideways in a weird posture. They seem to be crumbling, but they form a triangular structure with the steel bars, like a knight. Stand firm.

There are several rusty warships floating on the "bare" river bed. They have no masts, no flags, and even a lot of hulls are missing, but they still protect the solid and stretching land behind them like royal "guards". bridge.

That bridge was very long. Whether it was the previous world or the Zine Empire in this wasteland world, Wright had never seen such a majestic bridge project.

Although there is no roiling river water, its length of at least one kilometer and width of thirty meters demonstrate the ultimate power of human beings to conquer nature in the Steam Age.

Continuing to fall, a mechanical building with heavy technological features that was close to a hundred meters high passed by Wright's eyes.

The majestic high-rise buildings almost obscured the magnificent mountains behind. The dark style made Wright feel the insignificance of human beings, and he suddenly had an absolute worship of machinery.

The wide base below, the solid wall in the middle, and the slender tower above that looks like it's sticking straight into the clouds form a very futuristic picture.

The majesty is extremely short-lived, just like the overturned human civilization in the Steam Age.

Just two or three seconds later, the building silhouette completely disappeared. In an instant, Wright actually saw the dark "dome" shrouding the edge of the city!

It is so spectacular, so towering, so majestic, so majestic!

Just like the palm of a giant, the holy shield of a knight, and the sky of the "temple", it protects mankind and the city.

Wright suddenly felt that the dome was not a disaster or an enemy, but a guardian. The dome that enveloped Socra protected generations of the empire's citizens, protecting them from "viruses" and war games from the outside world.

But as long as the Socra Committee first finds the divine domain of the "Daughter of Tool Yuan" and starts the "Blood Night Ritual" and "Raleye's Dream", all the good things will disappear. By then, the blood of millions of people may dye the night sky red. It flowed into the Luyin River and became a shame that will never be erased in the history of the Empire.

While he was thinking about it, a dense and intoxicating fog instantly surged out and enveloped Wright.

The bright white fog invaded and deprived Wright of all his senses. It was not until the extreme white burning made him feel panic and panic that transcended the darkness that he felt his body gently fall to the ground, and he finally ended this torturous journey.

"The ground...is the ground, has it...arrived?" Wright whispered to himself.

Immediately afterwards, he first clenched his fist with his left hand and hit the ground hard. After hearing the dull sound of the collision of flesh and the ground, he smiled, supported his heavy body, and stood up unsteadily.

At the same time, the strange thick fog that shrouded his body instantly dissipated. After he truly opened his eyes again, he actually saw the long-lost sunshine!

"Light? Light! Hahaha, hahaha..." Wright exclaimed. Regardless of being in darkness for a long time, his eyes stung and shed tears when he suddenly saw the bright light. He danced and jumped like a child. Laughing wildly, looking at the surrounding environment.

He was too depressed, indeed, he was too depressed during this period.

Ever since he experienced a strange dream and woke up from the city of Socra, he rarely saw real sunlight in reality.

In this wasteland world, everything is gray, pitch black, and scarlet. The long night sky and the scarlet moon hanging high in the sky are the realities that accompany him most; psychedelic colors, chaotic space, and evil thoughts The various creatures of purpose are the dreams that accompany him most.

He hasn't seen the light for a long time. Ever since the beginning of the "Battle of Silent Advent" and the brilliant fireworks of the "Thermite Final Silence" cannonballs, he has been in a dark place, and he has never seen the real "light" at all. ".

In this brief, sunny situation, Wright finally no longer had to feel the solemn atmosphere and tense nerves.

With the power of the red magic source, he should have been born in the light, embraced the brilliance, annihilated all the filth of darkness, and cut off all evil spirits, monsters, darkness and darkness.

"Era Five: The Creator created human beings and gave them the soul to seek light. Human beings naturally long for light, just like plants long for water. Where light exists, there is hope."

In an instant, a motto from "The Secret Book" echoed in Wright's mind.

After experiencing the joy and excitement of seeing the light again, Wright gasped for air and stood on the same spot with one hand supporting his sore knees.

After he regained some strength, he regained his senses, looked around, and began to examine the surrounding environment.

The sky is an extremely normal blue, with several clouds of different shapes floating there. Between the blue curtain is a perfectly normal sun, which is spreading its white brilliance to the earth.

Looking down, Wright was stepping on the soft soil. The ground not far ahead was covered with lush green grass. They were floating in the wind like seaweed, but they were uniform and formed a grassland.

The sight swept further into the distance, where there was an endless sea of ​​sunflowers. Countless sunflowers were "gazing" at the scorching sun, paying the highest respect to it.

Overall, this looks like a vast unexplored plain to the east of the mountains on the border of the Zine Empire, or the border between the Crusted Empire and the Zine Empire under the jurisdiction of the Waters Province, to the west of the Southern Swamp, Mamowu The beautiful grassland is formed east of the discontinuous area at the end of the northward tributary of the Si River.

Unbelievable, unbelievable!

Wright rubbed his eyes vigorously, and while smiling, he slapped himself a few more times. After confirming that this was not a dream, he lowered his head, held his chin and analyzed cautiously:

"It doesn't feel like I've come to the underground world or the underwater world, it's more like I've come to another parallel space. According to common sense, there shouldn't be such a vast grassland in the center of Silent Highlands, as well as this invisible land. To the sea of ​​sunflowers at the edge... It seems to be right, this is really the connection place of 'alien space'. Sure enough, the closer you get to the realm of gods, the extraordinary evil will recede. This is the ultimate beauty in the human world view. situation."

"However, in this way, the space is too big and there is no direction. It seems that Luo Nie... that mechanical body has not successfully passed through the 'Vita Water'. If we wait here... if there is chaos in time and space, I am afraid we will have to wait forever. Now. If you explore the Divine Realm on your own...where is its direction? Could it be Sunflower? Wait, Sunflower!"

Wright raised his head suddenly, a pair of black eyes circling in his eye sockets, focusing on the sea of ​​sunflowers.

"If I remember correctly, the sunflower is the second national flower of Cruz Germany. I remember Moros told me that the flower of Cruz Germany is chamomile. This plant with short plants and young flowers symbolizes 'strong life, adversity. The will to grow and be indomitable coincides with the will needed by the Krusted people living in the cold realm. But chasing the sun is also what they need, longing for the light and abandoning the darkness is also the will in their bones, so they It is not difficult to find traces of sunflowers in our culture. In that case, why not try to walk into the sea of ​​sunflowers? Maybe you will make new discoveries? Try...? "

While he was thinking, Wright suddenly felt that the picture in front of him had changed strangely. He looked around again, and he was already among the sunflowers!

Just as he was about to take a step and explore deeper, Wright suddenly felt a thin palm forcefully tap on his shoulder.

Immediately afterwards, he heard a resentful, soft, and unique voice belonging to a boy:

"Yes, this is the smell of [Order], Wright...Mr. Wrightsugra, we have been waiting for you for a long time."