Wasteland Echoer

"Can you read these words, Wright?" George asked in a concerned tone.

His tone did not dare to be too soft, so that Wright might use his ability to interpret information to deceive him at the critical moment; his tone did not dare to be too strong, otherwise no one would be able to open the "forbidden door" if Wright did not cooperate with him. "Enter the divine realm.

After thinking for a while, Wright translated these very familiar Chinese characters into the Zine Empire language in his mind, and basically kept the original meaning and told it to George and the two of them.

"George, look at the words 'sacrifice' and 'oracle' in the second half of this passage. They seem to come from the description of 'dedication' in the prologue card." Pusev analyzed.

His most trusted subordinate, "Young Wolf" Ivan, is a veritable [sacrifice], and he is particularly sensitive to the descriptor "dedication".

"I don't object to your guess, Pusef. I think the second half of the inscription on the stone tablet that Wright just interpreted refers to the 'dedication' of No. 1 in the sequence group. So, how should we understand the first half?"

Facing George's question, Pusev opened his mouth wide and was stunned. After thinking for a moment, he closed it slowly and hard, then shook his head helplessly, indicating that he did not know.

"Perhaps it is an additional prerequisite for 'dedication'? Or is it the accumulation of the content and style of the subsequent stone inscriptions?" Wright made his own analysis.

"This should be the most reasonable guess so far. As far as I know, the 16 kinds of magic source sequence mentioned in the sequence card are divided into two camps. The first 8 are 'good sequence', which means 'eight'. One kind represents orderly and kind intentions, and the last eight kinds are "chaos order group", which means "messy evil emotions and behaviors." The first half of the inscription just mentioned "good thoughts" and "evil thoughts" should be the basis for this It's a style. It's just that now we can't judge which side the inscription supports simply by relying on the two sentences "Germinated in Love" and "Ended in Chaos". Therefore, my suggestion is not to rush to press the numbers, otherwise we will not be able to predict what will happen. What happens,” George explained and suggested.

He only knew from those ancient documents

It tells a little bit about the history of the stone tablet, how to activate it, and the correct steps to open the "forbidden door". However, what the literature does not mention is the result of incorrect operation.

It may be caused by the following two reasons:

First, there are no consequences for operating errors. You just need to follow the correct steps and start over.

Second, the consequences are extremely serious and may be unbearable by those present. In order not to appear so cruel and have a dissuasive effect, the document deliberately concealed it.

In any case, George hoped to treat the stone tablet illuminated by the khaki brilliance of the heroic statue of Winguts with caution, and strive to press the correct number at once.

But Pusef seemed to have other plans. He pondered for a while, stretched out his hand with an anxious look on his face, and roughly pulled Wright straight to the stone slab that the statue's chest had turned into. He ordered in a tone as low as a demon:

"Press him, Wright. You must know which number is correct. Didn't George just say, 'Failure does not bring serious consequences', time is the most precious now. You also know, not only Our team is keeping an eye on the 'Daughter of Mechanical Element'. If someone else rushes in and takes her away while we are dealing with the problem, it will not be good. Therefore, even if there is danger, a victim is needed."

As he said that, he pinched Wright's wrist hard and was about to hit it against the stone slab!

"Pucev, are you crazy?" George quickly lowered his voice and stopped him in a stern tone:

"Don't you know, without Wright, no one can recognize the hieroglyphics on the stone slab. If he dies here now, who will unlock the code and open the 'door' for us!"

"Don't you know if you try it? Anyway, the answer is either No. 0-7 or No. 8-15. It's either 'kindness' or 'chaos' sequence. If Wright is punished after pressing number 1, doesn't it mean 'chaos sequence'? Is the second number corresponding to "Group", No. 9, "Rebuke" the correct answer? Right, Wright, you must be thinking this way, right?"

Wright nodded in approval.

After all, this was the first answer that came to everyone's mind.

In Pusev's eyes, as time passes, their chances of opening the "forbidden door" are getting slimmer and slimmer. No matter what the answer is, they should try it first.

It seemed that he had read Pusev's mind, and it seemed that Wright was very confident in his own power.

After thinking for a while, he seemed to have made up his mind. He grabbed Pusev's broad palm and slapped it hard towards the number "1" on the stone slab.

For a moment, a bright green light emerged from between the numbers "1" and filled the three people's vision.

After a while, it began to dim and become softer.

"It should be right, Wright. You know, in the West Continent, green represents the 'moderate right path', while the opposite is red, which represents 'violence and wrong'." George said in an approving tone, relieved. Breathing to relieve inner tension.

Wright and Pusef, who were just about to relax together, suddenly felt a little tense for no reason.

Immediately afterwards, they felt their stomachs bulge at the same time, as if they were filled with wriggling creatures.

An uncontrollable feeling of nausea came, and Wright subconsciously vomited hard, and actually vomited out a pool of real squirming insects mixed in the liquid that exuded a foul and sour taste!

Similarly, Pusef also had a spasm in his stomach. Unable to bear the acid suppressed in his throat, he vomited out even more terrifying, blood-red worms!

Each insect is actually about the length of a human thumb, and its body is segmented, resembling a small, living bamboo shoot.

After squirming on the ground for a few times, they suddenly sprouted sharp thorns all over their bodies, looking like terrifying hedgehogs!

Although he was extremely disgusted in his heart, fortunately, he was a strong man who had seen countless ugly aliens, Heartless people, and strange and various sequential monsters.

Pusev first scratched his throat hard to make sure there were no bugs left in his stomach. Then he surged with the power of the earth magic source in his hands and punched out, blasting the bugs to death and instantly turning them into a pile of cents. Waste consisting of inanimate minced meat mixed with dirty water.

After heaving a sigh of relief and stabilizing his emotions, Pusev asked in a bit of shock:

"George, what is this?"

"'Price', the 'price of interpretation' mentioned in the literature. If I remember correctly, Natasha showed me the illustrated book of this type of bug. It should be called 'bamboo bug', and it specializes in the southern part of the empire near water sources. In the bamboo forest. The climate there is humid, the extraordinary and filthy power is abundant, and they are born under the influence of strong magic power for a long time. The literature mentions that every time a stone tablet is correctly interpreted, a price must be paid. In the words of Hope Church, the lost ones In other words, the price paid this time is called 'unexpected terror', mentally." George explained.

"That's it. If that's the case, we pressed the first code correctly. Then Wright, let's decipher the next piece. I... and your General George can't wait."

After saying that, he involuntarily pulled Wright to the stone tablet on the left side of the statue, impetuously pushed him forward and bumped into it.

"It hurts! This damn 'Lone Wolf Society' leader Pusev, when he enters the divine realm and sees the gods, I will find a way to deal with him." Wright clenched his fists tightly and secretly made up his mind.

But now, he still has to look very cooperative.

Simply, he just rubbed his painful wrist and continued to surge the red magic power in his body.

This time, he chose to place both hands on the top of the stone tablet.

Accompanied by the gurgling red magic source power that dripped extremely slowly like a stream, almost like red paint, the stone tablet also revealed Chinese characters that exuded a golden light that contained endless "spirituality".

In order to further dispel the concerns of George and Pusef, Wright chose to read in pure Chinese pronunciation in front of them:

"Be in order, hold the crown and sword, gather my strength, and the withered bones will fall."

The style of this paragraph is obviously different from the previous paragraph. If it is a prophecy left by a time traveler like myself, it means that there is more than one of these "failed" time travellers.

As he continued to touch the stone tablets, a more sinister speculation emerged in Wright's mind. Those travelers were likely killed for various reasons, and their souls were bound here to tell new travelers of the dangers of this world in this special way.

At the same time, a chilling picture appeared in front of his eyes:

The travelers who came have long since died in the dilapidated, gloomy, desolate, desolate wasteland, full of insects and ugly flying monsters. Before death, they must have experienced the most frightening and painful moments in their lives. They couldn't see the darkness recede, and couldn't feel anything except the coldness. Before they died, they must have tried their best in the darkness to grope in vain on the smooth, moss-covered walls, trying to find a way to the light. the foothold.

The scene came to an abrupt end. Wright shuddered, took his hand away as if he was electrocuted, turned his back on the stone monument, and walked straight to the stone slab.

This time, the suppressed emotions made him breathless, and he couldn't say another word. Simply, he didn't want to waste time with George and Pusev. According to his own understanding, he patted the "No. 4" area, which represented "Order" column.

A soft green light emitted, and Wright breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that his judgment was completely correct.

However, he was not in a hurry to leave. With the experience just now, he chose to close his eyes tightly and stand there and bear the "price" that belonged to him.

Suddenly, without any warning, two miniature versions of the "Touch of Darkness" stretched out from behind Wright.

They were fluttering and struggling in place, as if they were suffering pain beyond their souls and bodies.

Suddenly, a bunch of crimson light splashed on the tentacles, and countless white-hot liquid seeped out from the gaps on the surface of the tentacles, which were structured like crocodile scales, covering the tentacles like a gauze scarf.

Immediately, the tentacles transformed into a pair of beautiful pure white ribbons, which circled around like a living creature and tightly wrapped around Wright's neck.

He didn't feel strange, nor did he resist. He knew that this was the "price" he had to pay to unlock the code of the stone tablet. This was the second stone tablet and it should not cost him his life.

He simply held his breath, enduring the tightness and suffocation in his throat.

After almost two minutes, the ribbon gradually loosened as if controlled by an inexplicable force, and then turned into a puddle of powder, falling behind Wright.

"This is an 'unexpected threat', Wright, it's not simple. You were too calm when you were entangled just now. Are you really not afraid of being killed by the divine power behind it?" George asked worriedly.

"Of course I'm scared." Wright forced out a smile, "However, I know that I am related to the apostle of the gods, and I am the same guardian god. It must not be able to take my life... at least, not yet. "

As he spoke, Wright walked to the third stone tablet behind the statue on his own amid George's admiring eyes and Puseff's slight exclamation.

Without any urging or coercion, he once again placed his hands on top of the stone tablet, surging the red magic power in his body.

This time, his power no longer flowed down like water, but emitted a true crimson radiance.

The pure brilliance spreads outward like ripples, as if it contains endless "wisdom", and even more dazzling golden Chinese characters appear everywhere on the stone tablet.

"This is the sorrow of the new and old eras, and it is also the end of the fool. The powerful knight holds an expensive shield, and the steam cannon becomes his eternal nightmare!"

Another style. It seems that the uncomfortable speculation may not be groundless.

This paragraph, on the other hand, is much easier to understand than the "Book of Songs style" and "ancient prose style" that are similar to one of the ancient cultures in the country where I live in the previous world, such as translated Persian poetry, or "Western "Ancient classic" style, the meaning is very straightforward and not obscure.

After clearing his throat and rubbing his sore neck, Wright turned around and explained to George and Pusef in a hoarse voice:

"This paragraph is very close to the description of the 'Guardian' of the 'No. 7' card in the sequence deck. Pusev, you are the [Guardian], you should know it all too well."

"Of course..." Pusev nodded and said confidently:

"'The golden shield engraved with skulls is held by a knight, and in front of him is a dark cannon.' By the way, this is the determination of the [Guardians] to dare to challenge the powerful, and it is also our will."

"So, General George, I, the [Orderer], pressed down the 'Order' just now, so the ribbon only punished me slightly. I think, if Mr. Pusef, the [Guardian] pressed down The 'No. 7' area, which represents 'guard', is definitely better than what we pressed. After all, Pusev and I both suffered the 'price' when we pressed 'No. 1' for the first time." Wright made a very "pertinent" "suggestions.

Naturally, George knew that Wright didn’t want to take risks anymore, and for unspeakable reasons, he followed him to fan the flames:

"I think this is the truth. The literature has also mentioned that different initiates will pay different 'prices'. As the situation changes, the 'price' will also change accordingly. Pusev, your courage You won’t be inferior to these young people of the younger generation, right?”

"Of course not! I have been through life and death among the 'unintentional people'. Are you looking down on me?"

As a powerful [Guardian] and the leader of the "Lone Wolf Society", the strongest civil organization in the empire, he felt that his dignity had been violated.

Originally, he still wanted to let Wright take the lead and pay the "price" while he stood by and enjoyed the results.

Being so stimulated by George, who was familiar with his psychology, Pusev looked at the statue that exuded a mysterious, deep, extraordinary, and extremely solid earth-yellow light, walked quickly to the stone slab, and took a photo in the "No. 7" area .

As expected, a soft green light emitted, then quickly dimmed.

Staring at the stone slab with carved numbers and vaguely visible patterns on the chest of the statue of Winguts, as well as the dim space behind it, he actually felt the terror and majesty of the god.

He thought that if the interpretation of the stone tablet was completed and the "forbidden door" was opened, he would immediately rush into the warm and gentle realm of the gods and get away from these things that make people feel crazy.

After getting the core of God's power, the mechanical heart needed to activate "Paradise", he must leave here, otherwise the longer he is in contact with the gods, the more likely he is to be controlled by mysterious power and fall into madness.

Thinking of this, Pusev was about to turn around and continue urging Wright to continue, when he suddenly felt his right eye suddenly swell.

Followed by a heart-piercing stabbing pain, he suddenly felt a black eye in his right eye. He lowered his head subconsciously, and a "small ball" "popped out of his eye" and fell to the ground. After flicking twice like a rubber ball, it was completely gone. Rolling soundlessly into the distance.