Chapter 59 Immortal Battleship (please vote for me, please read)
Deep underground, the air circulation is extremely slow, even so thin that it is impossible to breathe. A large number of corpses that appear to have died of suffocation appear here in various desperate and struggling images.
There were many people living in the underground ruins at first, but the sudden lack of oxygen caused most people to die.
These corpses that had decayed into skeletons were very old, but there were also some corpses on both sides of the road that clearly appeared in recent times.
Some of them were wearing armor, some were only wearing plain clothes, and some were in professional exploration clothes, with obvious signs of battle around them.
Some died in the civil war, and some seemed to be fighting some invisible monsters, and finally died of exhaustion.
The clothing and equipment on some of the corpses were exactly the same as those in the ruins cave, and they were obviously from the same group of people.
"Be careful, don't look back, and don't go back."
While An Jing was carefully observing these corpses, Sword Spirit suddenly spoke seriously: "There is a very powerful phantom formation here, and it is still operating!"
"Unauthorized entrants, if they are not strong-willed, will be dragged into the interior of the illusion, haunted by inner demons, and then fight within themselves or fight with non-existent mental images, exhausting their strength."
"This illusory formation has no effect on those who leave, so as long as you keep moving forward, you will be fine."
"Understood." An Jing raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly. Ever since he defeated the demon in the ritual ceremony, he was no longer afraid of this kind of illusion, but there was no point in wasting energy, not to mention that he had no intention of turning back.
But... why is there a phantom formation here that prevents people from exploring the ruins cave? Who set this up? What's the purpose?
An Jing continued to walk forward, looking at these corpses, and realized something in his heart: "Those explorers who were all wiped out in the ruins cave must have endured the torture of illusions along the way, and were exhausted mentally and physically, so they Successfully attacked by the Vine Demon."
"With such perfect coordination, did the monster really appear naturally?"
He couldn't understand, but there was no need to think about it. An Jing shook his head slightly: "Sure enough, I was right not to choose to go deep into the ruins. This ruins is very dangerous, so it's better to leave as soon as possible."
He calmed down and moved on.
Along the way, corpses were everywhere on the ground, and cold and damp water vapor kept dripping. This underground cave was like a secluded capital in the underworld, but An Jing's heart rate was always steady, without any fear or hesitation.
He had seen hell that truly terrified him, and he had faced it head on. Since then, these external objects can no longer shake his mind.
An Jing walked in silence, with only the sound of footsteps and a slow and heavy heartbeat.
Until the end.
The exit of the cave.
After walking for several hours, a bright light appeared in front of Anjing's eyes at the end of the cave that had been winding for who knows how long. He was slightly startled, and then showed a relaxed expression: "We've finally arrived."
He breathed a sigh of relief, but An Jing stopped. He took a deep breath, adjusted his condition, and made sure that he could enter the battle at any time. Then he carefully concealed his breath and slowly walked toward the light, that is, The exit of the cave is near.
This action silenced the sword spirit who originally wanted to remind him, showing a hint of appreciation.
There is no other life at the entrance of the cave, lurking beasts, or human camps.
An Jing, who was hiding his aura, squinted his eyes, slowly faced the light, and walked out of the cave.
The entrance to the ruins cave is not a circular or arch-shaped entrance. On the contrary, it is dozens of meters long but only less than three meters high - it is a crack, a crack located in the mountains. on the cracks.
It was as if the aftermath of a sword mark fell from the far side, penetrating the mountain and reaching the underground water veins deep in the earth... After that, the water veins gradually dried up and turned into winding underground tunnels and wide Hollow, the people who discovered this place built a secret and ancient grand hall there to rest and recuperate. After walking out of the cave, Anjing stood in the embrace of the mountains. When he appeared on the mountainside, he could look at the vast wilderness not far away and the gray-black clouds covering the entire sky.
Clouds and mountains, wind and sand, there are only sporadic greens and woods in the desolate wilderness. The turbid river meanders along the tracks of the mountains and rivers, flowing from the depths of the mountains to the end of the wilderness. There seem to be some human tribes on the riverside. It also seems to be the ruins of an ancient town.
The rough, sandy wind hit his face, and the desolate and rusty smell woke the young man up.
"This is...a different world?"
What a barren land.
With his eyes wide open, Anjing gazed at the endless wilderness. Looking back, he saw an endless stretch of towering mountains. Looking forward, at the end of the wilderness, there seemed to be a majestic black shadow that went straight into the sky. The sky is filled with clouds, and there are scattered lights shining inside.
That's... a city?
An Jing squinted his eyes, and he vaguely felt that the black shadow was not actually the mountains in the distance, but an overly regular man-made thing.
But can man-made objects really be so majestic and majestic, even reaching into the clouds?
He didn't have time to think about it.
Because the warning sound of the sword spirit has already sounded in the divine sea.
"Anjing!" He shouted, with a rare hint of surprise: "Look up, look above your head!"
Then An Jing raised his head.
Before seeing anything, he heard a low hum. Like some kind of giant beast, a giant whale in the sea, or a Kunpeng whimpering in the sea of clouds, the buzzing sound sounded from behind the clouds and high in the sky, echoing between heaven and earth.
An Jing clenched his hand subconsciously - the bloody sword condensed out according to his mind, because he vaguely sensed an extreme danger, and a premonition of encountering something unprecedented and huge made him instinctively alert.
The strong wind from the sky blew from top to bottom, brushing An Jing's face, and the thick and solid cloud wall like a barrier also separated layer by layer, and appeared at the top of the sky with an extremely bright aura.
Rays of light fell down, like little suns.
Following the light, a huge immortal ship that looked like a city broke through the clouds and landed in this world.
It is as huge as a mountain, with a smooth silhouette. The surface of the main body of the blue-grey battleship has layers of root-like lines spreading, making it look mysterious and solid.
Emitting a shimmering light, the neatly arranged luminous formations flashed one after another like breathing, breathing in spiritual energy, releasing their own dazzling light between heaven and earth, and causing the whales to chant.
"This is……"
In the wind and song, An Jing dispersed the evil sword in his hand, subconsciously took a step forward, and revealed an incredible look.
He raised his head and stared blankly at the behemoth in the sky: "Battleship?"
"Immortal battleship?!"
"This, here, what kind of world is this?!"
(End of chapter)