After her country was destroyed and her family was destroyed, Lana's life was to hide in Tibet. Although her cousin once advised her to temporarily seek refuge in the Zotec Dynasty, Lana firmly refused. She would never forgive those liars who betrayed their oaths and the one who never Showed cowards.
The result was that she and her cousin were arrested together and brought to the huge transformation furnace. Countless people lined up and were tied up with ropes, waiting to be turned into soulless machines.
Before her, there were two people with loud voices. They kept shouting and cursing, using all the words and words to curse the Silent King and greet all the women in his family, without repeating a word, showing The two had superb literary attainments, but they were still thrown into the sea of fire. Lana vaguely heard that one of them was named Ourrican and the other was named Trazin.
In the end, it was her turn.
Just when she was almost crushed and blown away in the wind, she found herself suddenly out of the sea of fire and in a weird palace again.
The style of the palace is the same as the Necrontyr's old style. At the end of the palace, a black stone door carved with countless symbols and figures stands majestically. Leading to it is a wide staircase, with double rows of braziers on both sides, which looks empty and gloomy. Leading up the stairs.
When Lana passed by the first row of braziers, the emerald green flames rose and flickered in a twisted manner. The spiraling fireworks even illuminated the buttress at the far end of the ceiling, and then gradually upwards It extended to form a column of burning fire pillars
At this time, she noticed that between the rotting porch, blood condensed into beads from the ceiling and dropped to the stone slabs on the ground.
Where does the blood come from?
She pondered, climbing all the way, and finally came to the door, and then gently put her hand on it.
The seemingly heavy door was pushed open like a broken wooden door.
The door groaned as it rubbed against the ground, debris fell one after another, and the light shone on Lana. The energy light was so rich that it formed a layer of mist-like entities flowing down the steps. , the ground behind the gate was as smooth as a mirror, Lana lowered her head and looked at her reflection: it was almost the appearance she had forgotten, that young and innocent face, that carefree little princess of the Mupekta dynasty.
After a moment of indulging, Lana raised her gaze and looked across the tapestry woven with golden cloth at the source of the sacred light.
Light emanates from the podium at the end of the hall, a huge candlestick burns with pure flames, a god in golden armor is surrounded by a halo, its face is hidden under the darkness of the helmet, countless rays composed of light Its wings gathered behind it, and even the huge throne and magnificent temple could not accommodate its divinity. Countless priests with the appearance of Necrontyr gathered on the steps around it and knelt down, and even Lana was under its invisible gaze. I couldn't help but want to cry, and I wanted to kneel down and confess my disrespect.
But suddenly, the other person’s gaze reminded her of something.
The moment she was thrown into the transformation furnace, there was also a pair of strange eyes watching her, only hunger, greed, and cruelty
For just a moment, she forced herself to wake up, and then the surrounding space changed. The radiant temple is now filled with darkness. The surrounding tapestries are made of blood-stained pieces of flesh. The huge candlestick is made of piles of bones and corpses. The internal organs and blood are covered on the broken stone slabs. The kneeling priests have turned into robes. Monsters wearing human skin, with huge claws and deformed bodies, and the so-called gods...
The golden armor turned into a fabric of dirty skin and bones, and the dazzling halo turned into countless screams In the soul, any traces of sacredness are displayed on the filthy body in a creepy and twisted form. The filthy claws are long and evil, and the manic energy emanates from its body, causing countless stitches sewn on the cloak. The face groaned.
Under a hood made of minced meat and rags, a pair of scarlet eyes were staring at Lana. Fear instantly choked her consciousness——
Lana's sight was instantly narrowed. , eliminate those flesh and blood corpses, eliminate those metal bodies, erase those darkness, leaving only those eyes
She seemed to have lost control of her self-awareness, and then
either went crazy, sank, or returned to nothingness?
She suddenly wanted to howl and curse her misfortune, cry for destruction? destroy? Ushering in relief?
But there was always a ticking sound in her ears, like a timer, forcing her to stay rational. The moment she turned around and wanted to escape, she found that the door she originally came from had been closed. , and it changed
into a wall of deformed flesh and blood made of flesh, bones, countless eyes and mouths. No, not just the door, the walls, ceiling, and even the floor of the entire palace became flesh and blood.
Lana seemed to have fallen into the belly of "it" and cast a vicious gaze on Lana composed of countless different types of eyes, exuding an endless hunger that seemed to draw all the souls it craved deeper into to fill it. Its endless desires.
Finally, Lana said the name tremblingly——
Landugol
“Ah——”
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Accompanied by a piercing scream, the moment Lana's visual device revived, a pair of scarlet eyes appeared in front of her, causing her to subconsciously reach out and swat them down.
Amidst the sound of metal collision, a metal skull slammed to the ground. Lana reacted and immediately reached out to grab it.
“I was careless”
Picking up the metal skull again, which was so mottled that no trace of the past could be seen, Lana patted her chest very humanely, and then touched her face. , still the cold mask.
The afterglow of the dream gradually faded away, giving way to the cold memory circuit. She was no longer the princess she once was. She was now a science technician, a memory ghost hidden in an active metal body—— Does having only memory count as an independent personality? She once asked her cousin, and the other person's answer was, we are all dead.
But what was everything just now, a dream? A brief disturbance in the circuit? Phantom pain from memory? Or...
Her secondary auxiliary logic told her that this was not normal, but she couldn't think of any reason
"My cousin said you can't look directly into its eyes, why should I?" I’m curious to see”
Then she took out two red gems and stuffed them into the eye sockets of the skull. After that, she suddenly noticed that her pet “Rose”, a special underworld spider, At this time, she had always maintained the highest alert posture, which meant that
Lana glanced around and suddenly became alert. This originally empty underground natural cave had become more twisted and deformed at some point. body, they surrounded Rose and Lana from all directions. Because the Underworld Spider was in a passive defense state and could not actively attack without authorization, it could only wave its metal chelicerae in a warning gesture and pull Lana away. Always protect yourself or behind you.
But these skinners did not attack. Instead, they stopped where they were. Lana noticed that one of them was particularly conspicuous because although the other person's appearance was somewhat deformed, his past identity could still be seen - a death mark.
This special Skinner is squatting on a rock, tilting its head like a scavenger. The huge red one-eye on its mottled face is staring at Lana, while its skull-like body has It was covered with strips of rotten skin that was almost drying.
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