Chapter 325： The nest of all things will end

The underground palace leads to the deepest road.

The endless steps seem to lead to the abyss hell. The ancient deep black stone seems to seal the world’s original malice. The rows of magical stone lamps are set on both sides of this sloping ladder, but that is bright. The light seems to be incapable of countering the darkness of the passage. The light from the magic crystal can only illuminate a small part of the wall and the steps. It is always a daunting darkness where the lights cannot reach.

A burst of vines and roots rubbed between the steps and the corridor, and Bertila walked slowly through the passage to the flesh and blood, and the vaguely slang words echoed in her mind. Her figure moved forward in the radiance of the magic spar, and the darkness continued to close behind her.

The steps leading to the deepest part of the palace are divided into several levels. Basically, after a long slope, there will be a relatively gentle corridor. These relatively gentle corridors seem to provide some cushion for the downward ladder. It can make people walking on the ramp take a little rest, alleviating the psychological pressure that is crazy enough - but in fact, Beltila knows that the best way to safely pass this ladder is not to stop anywhere.

There are two stone gates in each gentle corridor. Each such a "right" stone gate will have a deeper influence on the forwards. The crazy slang and the fear that seems to be constantly swallowed by the dark will become more and more Strong, every minute of stay on this road means further madness and death.

An extraordinarily heavy old stone gate appeared in front of Bertila, which depicts the twisted flesh and blood, the plants, and the mysterious starry sky that does not exist in this era: this is the last barrier to the "secret chamber."

In front of Shimen, two tall figures bent down slightly, silently paying tribute to Bertila.

It is two daunting creatures - although human characteristics still remain on them, they can no longer be described as "human beings". They have skulls covered with neoplasms, swollen deformities, eyes and ears that have been severely degraded and become creepy tentacles. Their limbs are thicker than humans and wrapped in layers of bandages to prevent those that are out of control. The flesh and blood are separated from the body - they are the "caretaker" of the underground palace.

These caretakers can't speak, can't see, can't listen, and even the way of thinking and perception has changed into a non-human state.

Before becoming caretakers, they are the most fanatical and loyal members of all things. They pay the price that humans can't imagine, and even mutate into this chilling state, so that they can keep the underground palace for the longest time. The secret of the place - because ordinary human guards can't last long in this passage.

Thinking of the great patriarch who had been in the "secret room" since 700 years ago, even Bertila couldn't help but feel a slight shudder. She nodded to the caretaker and then looked forward abruptly. Go.

Heavy old, the stone door built by somebody opened automatically in front of Bertila, and a small hall with three ramps appeared in front of her.

The middle of the ramp leads to the real "blood flesh and blood", the left side leads to the "sacrificial field", and the right side is the secret room where the great leader is.

Bertila walked forward, and at the moment of crossing the gate, countless crazy slang suddenly strengthened, as if to devour people in her mind, the female teacher could not help but frown, then In the entanglement of crazy slang, go to the secret room of the great priest.

The "caretaker" standing in front of the secret room is still silently paying tribute to the Bertila and helping to open the door of the secret room.

At the moment of entering the secret room, all the crazy proverbs disappeared instantly, and the disorganized mental pressure that was always on the body was also gone. Bertila sighed, she knew, this is the power of the great leader. .

The secret room was small, and there was no extra decoration except for some stone furniture. The awesome grandmaster was in the middle of the secret room. He sat behind the stone desk and was turning Looking at a large, ancient book.

Bertila couldn't help but look at the book, a strong spiritual attraction immediately took her tightly, but she was forcibly transferred before being completely controlled by the "ultimate book" that she could never finish reading. I opened my eyes and paid tribute to the big priest who wore a black robe and a vague face behind the desk: "The great leader."

The voice of the great patriarch came from under the hood, mixed with a hoarse voice: "I heard that your action was exposed and hurt?"

"...Yes," Bertila hesitated for less than a second, but still nodded. "I am careless."

"It's okay, little things," the great politician said faintly. It seems that he really didn't care about this failure. "We don't have to cover up very quickly. The elves don't cause much trouble. Compared to this, I am going to kill you. What is the progress of the investigation?"

"The eternal sleeper called Gao Wen "outside rogue", they seem to get some intelligence, and judge Gao Wen? Cecil's resurrection is actually an illusion, they think there is some foreign 'evil' or The 'unnamed person' occupies the body."

"The extraterrestrial rogue..." The great whisper muttered to himself, and then seemed to arbitrarily smack his hand on the "ultimate book", which immediately made a squeaking sound, and the pages quickly and quickly Flip up and stay on a certain page.

The great patriarch looked at the page and shook his head slightly: "There is no information about the extraterrestrial rogues in the ultimate book."

Bertila said cautiously: "So... is this information fake?"

"It is also possible to be detached from the mortal understanding, involving the secrets of the gods," the great priest folded the ultimate book and said indifferently. "Gavin Cecil is unlikely to be resurrected. You are clear about this."

"Yes," Bertila bowed her head slightly. "What are we going to do next to Govin Cecil?"

The great priest once again opened the book of the ultimate, and gently licked his hand on the page. This time, the pages of the ultimate book were flipped at a more crazy speed and amplitude, and stopped on a page after a few seconds. .

"The answer to the book of the ultimate has not changed," the great politician said faintly. "Do not touch, do not interfere, keep distance."

"Yes."

The great patriarch nodded slightly, and his low voice came from under the hood: "Have our layout in Ansu and Tifeng been activated?"

"Follow your command, the war will come in a false peace."

The great priest was silent for a long time, giving a slight sigh: "...this is the price that mortals must pay to break free from fate."

"One thing is very interesting, the great patriarch," Bertila said suddenly. "The recent activities of the Church of the Light are becoming more and more radical. They have begun to suppress other sects in various places by fighting against heretics. Incorporating shallow believers and new believers on a large scale, their size has doubled in a short time..."

"Shallow believers... Want to take advantage of the number..." The great patriarch talked to himself and finally shook his head. "From the dead end of the road... and then continue to develop, they will soon be swallowed up by the light of their faith." All their efforts at the moment are just knitting the noose for themselves."

"But if they are really successful, the **** of the light will probably become an unbalanced existence..."

"Other sects will not sit still, the stronger the power of the Holy Light, the stronger the resistance it will face," the great patriarch shook his head slightly. "No matter what, now is not the time for us to intervene."

"Yes."

A few minutes later, Bertila left the bottom of the underground palace, passed through the deep corridor filled with crazy slang, dark horror, and left all the auditory hallucinations behind him. The female sergeant sighed a little.

Looking at the brightly lit corridor of the palace, she whispered to herself: "The ultimate book is not able to give answers to the 'outside rogues'..."

Visitors to the city of St. Sunil, in front of the Cecil House at 4th Street, are full of visitors.

Since the Cecil family fell to the bottom overnight, this is the second time this house has been so busy for a whole century.

Last time was Gao Wen? When the Duke of Cecil returned to the kingdom.

The recruitment information sent by Santis has indeed produced results. Even if people’s doubts about the Dark Mountains are still there, there are still many people who will take a look at the situation to understand – but most of the respondents only You can meet and report in the artisan association, the association of scholars, and the connector people left by Santis. If you are qualified to come to Crown Street No. 4, you must at least be a member of the Masters Association with a formal extraordinary level, or a big man. A letter of recommendation is required.

Even with such a "filter", Crown Street No. 4 also accepted dozens of visiting guests during the day.

There are so many respondents that make sense. Six years ago, when Gao Wen first published the recruitment information in Wangdu, the development of the South was just a piece of paper. Apart from a development plan, people could not see any guarantees and prospects. Naturally, there is no responder, but now how to say it is half a year later. The pioneering team in the South has at least firmly established its footing. This is equivalent to breaking most of the bad rumors about the dark mountains, Santis. At this time, the members of the Masters Association took the orders of the Duke, led the glamorous team, and conducted formal public recruitment in Wangdu. The situation would naturally be different.

At least, this time the scholars, mages, and craftsmen of Wangdu can see some practical guarantees.

Those who have achieved something and who are not worthy of survival may not be shaken, but those who are desperate, but only for the sake of survival, will inevitably appear to be tempted.

Among the people who responded to the recruitment, the largest number was the runes craftsmen and organs registered in the artisans association, followed by the dropout scholars and clerk registered in the Association of Scholars. The number of mages was the least, and quite a few of them only remained. The attitude of watching.

"Witches" Jipley stood in the living room on the first floor of the mansion, smiling at the visitors who wore the mage robes or robes, and watched the subtle changes between each person's look.