Wasteland Echoer

Cruise Federation, Extreme Cold Special Zone Q (Old Cold Extreme Zone), "Baislunai" area, "Red Fantasy Ruins".

"Era Two Thousand and One: The bell of reincarnation rings in the tomb of the dragon ruler, floats in the fields cultivated by humans, and ends with the roar of mechanical shaping. The supreme dimensional truth that transcends the divine power of the Creator shapes everything. Reincarnation, beginning, growth, prosperity, death and beginning, shape the nature of the three-dimensional world." The voice of the Lord of Yongchi remained weak and hoarse, but his eyes when he looked up at Wright were full of greed.

"You told me that "The Secret Book" only has two thousand chapters, but why are there two thousand and one?" Wright waded through the dark water stains and came to the Lord of Yongchi, wondering.

"I saw it. I floated up in my dream and walked to the divine realm of the Creator." The Lord of Yongchi did not answer Wright directly, but struggled hard to raise his head and widened his scarlet eyes.

His limbs still remained completely assimilated by the vines, but the pitiful torso partially returned to human form after Wright regained consciousness. When he raised his head, his body was extremely pulled backwards, and his bones made a "crack" sound. It seems like it will break in the next second.

After a moment, with a comfortable murmur, the Lord of Eternal Red actually broke free of his arms from the vines, and pulled out a bunch of small red branches with scarlet mucus, revealing a pair of twigs that seemed to have not undergone any manipulation. Arms as ugly as the bark of axe-killed trees.

"God's Domain?" Wright was no longer surprised by this weird situation. In addition, he had extremely strong spiritual power, and the setting that he would never fall into madness allowed him to stand in front of the Lord of Eternal Red without fear and asked.

"Of course, the Divine Realm is a situation that cannot be described with words, but in this world, it seems that I can only use words to describe it." The Lord of Yongchi used his hands covered with moss and tiny insects to move the red With her bangs lifted, she spoke in a voice full of affection, a mixture of childishness and richness:

"The entire universe does not exist as we humans know it. It was indeed created by the Creator, and the Creator did fall into a deep sleep. However, the Creator's dream is our world full of suffering and death. This is indeed a nightmare, but once He wakes up from the nightmare, the whole world will collapse and disappear in an instant.

"It's like turning on a switch and disappearing in an instant. We will not experience any disasters and pain, nor will we feel pain and confusion. We will not bleed from the seven orifices while suffocating, and enter the underworld to enjoy the eternal blood and blood. The heat of the flames.”

"But how does this relate to the divine realm you mentioned? And how does it relate to Chapter 2001...?" Wright's thoughts were a little confused, and he chose to return to the original question.

"Chapter 2001 is about reincarnation. Reincarnation is not death and pain. Reincarnation is like the Creator waking up from a nightmare. A world will end quietly without a trace, as if it has never appeared." The Lord of Yongchi will Connecting with the previous points, he replied:

"Nightmare, you wake up when you wake up, it's no big deal. The Creator's world is higher than our dimension, and he will fall into His pain one day, and then fall into sleep again, and this starry sky and universe, It will restart again and enter the next cycle of life.

"The universe has ten dimensions, which means that it is difficult for the Creator to appear on planets and continents in the form of us humans. The high-dimensional world will only drop incomprehensible projections to us as a mark of ridicule to us lower creatures, but once One day, if you can enter that divine realm, you will gain the power to connect with the ten-dimensional world."

"I didn't think that far ahead. Now, I just want to break away from this 'red fantasy ruins', whether it is to go to the Crusted Federation, or to cross the Eventele Empire to the east, or enter the Flame Federation. Let’s talk about it later. In short, the Lord of Eternal Red…” Wright raised the worn half-finger-glove stained with dirt and blood on his right hand, tapped the ear wrapped with red silk thread, and said:

"I heard a sound that was not consistent with this land of death filled with the atmosphere of 'sad' and 'ancient'. It was like hearing the cry of a cow in a low farmhouse. The tall The roar of steel was heard under the chimney, and the tinkling sound of spring water was heard in the yellow sand in the sky. That was the sound of human beings. "

"Humans, hahaha, a despicable and cowardly race." The Lord of Yongchi cursed angrily without hesitation:

"They reached an agreement with the 'Old God' and bound me here. However, I have to thank them. If I were not bound here, I would not be able to completely empty my spiritual realm and see that high A fortress projected from the dimensional world.”

"Fortress?" Wright asked warily. It seemed that in the distant past, perhaps during the Zine Empire, he seemed to have seen a fortress inhabited by gods in a psychedelic dream.

"Of course, it is an imaginative fortress that the Creator built by combining the cultural characteristics of various places. No, it is not that He blended the cultures of various places, but that the cultures of all places were created by the Creator." As the Red Lord spoke, he clenched his fists and popped out two extremely sharp metal daggers glowing with cold light from the gaps in his wrists.

"The walls of that fortress use the red style of the Flame Empire. The palace walls made of red bricks are solemn and solemn. It seems to be able to scare away any coward with weak will." The Lord of Yongchi introduced it while using Two daggers were inserted straight into the body that was still in a vegetative state.

Suddenly, the bright red liquid gurgled down like a stream, exuding a sweet smell like fine wine. If a lost beast strays into it, it will definitely be attracted by this smell and fall into the trap and embrace of death.

It just happened that Wright was attracted by a huge stone door that suddenly rose from the ground not far away on the right. His eyes were temporarily cast elsewhere, and he had no time to take into account the changes behind him.

"What else?" Wright asked subconsciously, but his footsteps moved slightly towards the giant door. A black-green closed eye was forming on the giant door. It seemed to be a living thing, and it was incompatible with the surrounding rock material. .

"The lowest level of the palace is like an ancient temple in the Central Empire. Several stone pillars actually support the walls that are thousands of meters high. The entire stone temple is painted pink and white, which is very different from the palace walls in the style of the Fire Empire. Ah, I once accidentally peeked inside it while floating, and it turned out to be a huge arena. There were still animal internal organs and human arms on the ground. I smelled the smell of blazing flames in the beautiful blood. "The Lord of Yongchi said as he sniffed the air a few times:

"It's this kind of smell, a slight smell of burning, a subtle smell of Mars, as if a bomb is about to explode, and the blazing flames will engulf this place instantly."

"Yes, Lord Yongchi, your description is really vivid. Even I seem to smell that anxious smell. I remember that I could smell this smell everywhere on the battlefield of the Zine Empire. It's the smell of sulfur, right? It's also the smell of fire formed by the chain's constant reaction in the air." Wright nodded slightly and asked curiously:

"I remember that when Yato was forced into a desperate situation by humans at Kefu Station, and before he detonated the 'Fire of Punishment' in desperation, this was the smell that filled the air. Could it be that, Lord of Yongchi, your Has the power of the gods been restored? Or has the demon source returned to the level of gods?"

"That's not true." The Lord of Yongchi still kept his back to Wright, grinning widely with an extremely abnormal and evil smile full of greed and desire on his face.

That kind of smile is like a devil from the underworld who has been bathing in lava for a long time and has just stolen a delicious soul. It is disgusting and nauseating.

However, the giant door in the distance in front of Wright began to emit light smoke made up of different colors. Countless light rays of different colors emanated from all directions, reflecting on the giant door and illuminating the complex pictures about dragons on it.

These lights and patterns seemed to possess the spirituality infused by the gods, mixed with the holy radiance and mysterious soul-stirring energy that the gods could emit. They completely attracted Wright's eyes for a moment, driving him to move forward and step into the darkness. The shallow pond is filled with flesh-colored seaweed and aquatic plants.

"It's just that, after I dreamed about the Temple of the Creator and felt the smell of fire permeating the air, I felt as if I had the strength to break away from these terrible things. And, Wright, you know, in the open area The flame that is ignited will eventually go out. It is indeed enough to burn everything, but its power is much less powerful."

As the Lord of Yongchi spoke, he continued to drag the dagger hard and cut open the lower body of the plant. Countless biological internal organs that were in a fluid state began to emerge from the wound uncontrollably, scattering like a swarm of cockroaches when the lid was lifted and exposed to the sun.

The overflowing flesh color and scarlet color intertwined biological tissues, as the Lord of Eternal Red completely broke free from the centuries-long shackles forced on him by the "Red Fantasy Ruins", as he moved closer to Wright step by step , forming a "dazzling" ribbon on the ground.

Soon, the ribbon transformed into a blazing ribbon of flame, adding an eerie sense of warmth to the dim, cold environment.

"It's just that you know what? Wright. As a god, once he falls, he must obtain the blessing of the Creator if he wants to regain his power. And I am temporarily unable to contact him. Only you can help me." The Lord of Eternal Red said in a low and sinister tone.

"So, how can I help you?" Wright stopped at the foot of the giant door and asked.

When he drew his attention back and turned to look at the Lord of Eternal Red again, a dagger reflecting the bright red light pierced directly into his heart.