Chapter 2277 Fallen Phoenix
Seeing that the forbidden soldier said nothing, Soshiyang immediately tore open the soft sutra scroll strips that had been soaked.
"Is this it?"
What appeared made him a little disappointed. It looked like a tall ceremonial cup made of an unknown material, with many weird similar patterns carved on the surface. The lines and flame-like curls of the tentacles seemed to have been infected by blood before. There were stains of blood on them, and some silvery white could be seen vaguely under the dark red scars. Soshyan even brought it to his nose and sniffed it, except The weird smell of spinal fluid is nothing special either.
Seeing Soshyan looking at the Holy Grail in his hand with confusion, the two Imperial Guards seemed to be very surprised and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Just as Soshyan raised it, he suddenly noticed a vague symbol on the bottom of the cup.
Why does it look like the runes of the Eldar?
Just as Soshyan was staring at the mysterious symbol, his whole spirit suddenly fell into a trance. His consciousness passed through the chaotic gray fog, and then he heard an unusual call. , the voice was weak and distant, and although he could not understand its meaning, he could not resist its call.
Spurred by a certain thought, he walked through the gray fog as if walking on clouds. As he moved forward, the voice became clearer and clearer, and finally he understood it - the voice that traveled through time and space. It was his own name that the voice called.
The fog gradually dissipated, and he saw that he was in a huge black corridor, which seemed to be carved out of a black stone.
There was no light, but for some unknown reason he could see everything around him.
The floors, ceilings and walls have been carefully polished and shine with a faint light. Weird murals are carved on them, as if many races are fighting a terrible war. There seem to be almost floating objects above the murals. An ancient god that has been forgotten by the world.
Looking at the huge and blurry outlines of those nameless things, he trembled violently.
Then he quickened his pace to distance himself from the nameless fear, and soon came to a wide staircase carved out of rock. On both sides of the passage were etched esoteric symbols. They were so ancient. It was so horrifying that Soshiyang got goosebumps all over his body. Each step was carved with a phoenix-like figure. When he stepped on the steps, flames rose from the gaps in the steps, as if this was a deliberate design.
However, those blue flames did not burn him, but even so, they could not make Soshyan feel relaxed.
The voice still called to him.
Finally, he walked through a darkness that was invisible to the naked eye and came to a strange hall, which was composed of huge columns and dotted small platforms, just like a mausoleum.
Following the sound, Soshyan walked deeper and saw a vague figure sitting on a throne.
As he was considering whether to get closer, the figure began to speak eerily.
"You are finally here, our fallen light, the light of hope"
"Who are you!"
"Like a stone thrown into a black lake, the ripples will spread to the other side far away. What happens in the invisible world will also have echoes in the present world. He has chosen you, and you are Him."
"Your words are full of riddles."
"This is your test, and there is a path in a world of darkness beyond imagination. The poisonous snake, his soul is full of dark temptations, he has been tormenting and eating us, only with the fire of the phoenix can we resist."
"What?" "Your destiny is closely connected with desire. The evil thing hangs over our souls, like a snake around its prey, draw your sword."
“Sword?”
Before Soshiyang could react, the darkness and fog around him gradually disappeared, allowing him to see clearly that the high platforms were thrones, sitting on them. Wearing gorgeous armor and looking like mummies, the Adas - the Phoenix Kings of the ancient Ada Empire.
Then an ocean filled with colors and emotions surged in, filling Soshiyang's senses instantly. The boiling seawater surged all the time, purple smoke enveloped everything, and the ugly alien giant Half-hidden and half-revealed within, their overstretched bodies were covered with screaming human faces, their expressions constantly changing between pain and ecstasy.
Then the air began to surge, as if something was rising to the surface, creating ripples.
There was a wind full of musk and whispers, which seemed to pass through an open door, gently blowing Soshyan's senses. He felt something appeared, and his eyes were fixed on the front, where there was a faint shadow. It's shaking.
"Wow wow wow, look who's coming."
As the shadows pushed away from left to right like a curtain, a man with slender limbs, a strong body and a height that was almost as tall as Soshyan A uniformly handsome man floated over. His skin was as delicate and smooth as marble. He was wrapped in a purple silk robe, covered with gorgeous jewelry. The ribbon was fluttering and dragged dozens of meters behind him, making him open his arms. As elegant as a swan landed on the ground, under the flowing white hair, there is a perfect face that is sometimes in pain and sometimes indulges in pleasure.
When he landed lightly in front of Soshyan with his bare feet, an indescribable aroma and strange smell squeezed into Soshyan's nostrils. The man's wrists and ankles were all wearing gorgeous pendants. . The bell above made a clear sound accompanying his movements.
“Oh my God, who is this?”
The man circled around Soshyan, looked at him carefully with mocking and teasing eyes, then turned around and instantly came to the throne where Soshyan had been talking to before, where a man was sitting. Wearing the same armor as Soshyan wore when holding the Yanyang Sword, he was not in the state of a mummy, but as if he were alive. He just closed his eyes tightly, and his shoulders and head were burning with light blue. colored flames.
"Let me cry! How much I look forward to the cruel fate, how much I look forward to the coming of freedom, let me cry!"
The tall and handsome man suddenly sang, he Her singing voice is so perfect that just listening to it seems to be enough to enchant your soul.
Then he danced around the throne.
“What a cruel fate, how much I look forward to it! The sufferings in the world are endless, and no one has mercy on my pain——”
With the last tune, the man lowered his raised arms and looked down at Soshyan.
"Although I haven't said this title for a long time, brother, how are you lately?"
Although Soshiyang has never seen the other party, judging from the other party's posture, behavior With his inner intuition, he had already guessed who this former "person" was.
And this also caused an unknown fire to rise from his chest.
"Fulgrim. You have no brothers, and no one is your brother anymore. You are just a monster now, a parricide monster!"
(End of this chapter)