Alomitsu

Chapter 4 Tomb Hall (3)

This road made me deeply disturbed, but I couldn’t stop my footsteps. The air inside was gradually becoming moist and cold, like someone deliberately infused it with air-conditioning.

The faint green light, I also listened to the sound behind me that made me crazy. It was almost like the blistering sound of alchemists and black magic research. Why was there such a blistering sound behind me? I didn’t dare to look back, I could feel the cold breath of the caveman all over my neck.

They could obviously run and move, but breathe like a dead person. These creatures had never been heard of before. Any one of them coming into human society would cause a world-class sensation, but I didn’t think I could take them out now, because I was likely to die here.

The originally twisted rocky pavement gradually flattened, even revealing the artificially paved marble pavement. The road also became spacious, like a huge square, but the end of the square could not be seen. The caveman behind me and the evil spirits never gave up to me. As I was running, I felt as if my legs were tied to a sandbag, as heavy as the sandbags used for military training.

On both sides of this square were rows of dead oak trees. Under the green light of the dead, they entangled and danced wildly in the projection of green light. I knew these oak trees were not moving, but they were in the process of running. It was indeed like a cannibal witch twisting the body that has lived for so many years.

“Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!” I shouted angrily.

I couldn’t stand it anymore. Whether it’s my spirit or my body, it had reached the limit that It could bear. Now, I really wanted to stop. This kind of torture was not better than death. It was better to let myself be torn apart to relieve this kind of pain, but at this moment I saw hope in the midst of despair.

The road ahead began to narrow, and the gullies began to appear on the dark marble floor. The gullies seemed to be painted with silver paint.

When I crossed this gully, I heard the “moo” cry again behind me, and I found that the caveman and the evil spirits chasing me did not dare to come to the gully.

At this time, my legs couldn’t support my body, and I fell directly to the ground. I panted and turned my head to look at the evil spirits and cavemen standing in front of the gully.

In the next moment, I felt that both of them were trying to relieve their anger and began to kill each other. The countless arms of the evil spirits grabbed the caveman and stuffed it into the green stone. Attacking the evil spirit without fear of death, the green slime of the evil spirit was beaten everywhere by the cavemen.

I was very happy that they both fought to the death, but it was impossible. The evil spirits were like witch servants. No matter how the caveman attacked, the evil spirits would return to their original appearance. It seemed that there was no one other than God who could defeat such a terrible monster.

I resisted the fatigue of my body and stood up, and I felt fortunate that I ran so far for the first time. Maybe this was human potential.

At this time, I wanted to leave this place as soon as possible. I properly looked around, and found that this was an old building. The architectural style was derived from the Portuguese Catholic architectural style. Even if it sank to the ground, its splendor was comparable to the palace of the Pope of the Cross Expeditionary Army in history.

I took step after step tiredly. Just as I walked about 20 meters forward, I heard the sound of the heavy iron chain turning, and rows of dust scattered from the top of the building, which made me look instinctively above the palace.

Ten thick iron chains were moving. I followed the chains and looked towards the point where the chains were connected. In the next scene, my face was very embarrassed. These ten chains were pulling the huge stone gate. With my arrival, the hall took counter-measures against the intruder, which in this case was me. Despite my desperation, a four to five-meter-thick stone gate slammed heavily on the ground.

It was deafening, and my ears were buzzing because of it, and it even caused me to become deaf temporarily. I watched a 150-meter-long stone gate fall to the ground. I really became a bird in a cage this time. My emotions made me want to cry as I kept asking myself, what should I do? Am I really going to die here?

The fall of the door also made the old oil lamp decoration hanging on the wall glow green, which also illuminated my surroundings.

I quickly wiped my tears. I didn’t think that crying was embarrassing, as In the face of such a situation, there were very few people who could remain calm and quiet.

I sat down on the ground, thinking that anyway, since this was the situation, then I could only commit suicide. For my suicide, God would definitely forgive me. I didn’t want to fall into hell because of suicide.

Immediately, my thoughts about myself made me ridiculous. I was not dead yet. At least this stone gate blocked the cavemen and evil spirits outside. I didn’t know why that ravine would block them, but I couldn’t be sure if I could keep blocking them.

Moreover, if there was really a God, my cross must be useful to those monsters, but this cross was useless. It’s just a useless decoration.

When this painful emotion disappeared, I began to calm down. Of course, this calmness was only a little better compared to my previous emotions. I looked at the surroundings again, and the burning oil lamp candlesticks on the wall were carved with monster statues that I didn’t know. Each statue gave me a feeling of ancient horror.

Even the most skilled sculptor in the world couldn’t carve such statues. The illusion that these statues gave me was that they were still alive and they might crawl out of the wall at any time.

There were windows on the surrounding walls, but they were all stone-carved windows. These windows were similar to the blue shard windows of the Catholic Church painted with gods, but these stone windows were carved with unknown monsters.

There was a sculpture closest to the stone gate. It let me take a breath of air because of its appearance, which was the appearance of a caveman outside.

A thought flashed in my mind whether these oil lamp sculptures portrayed real monsters. If so, how much do we humans know about the world?

It was now the advanced stage of the steam age, and mankind would enter a higher civilization. These secrets would one day be revealed.

When I felt more comfortable, I stood up. My legs were not numb and painful as before, but they felt swollen. I thought I needed to see a doctor because my ankle was sprained, provided that I could get out alive.

At this time, when I looked down at my feet, I realized why the huge stone gate behind me fell. The stone slabs I was stepping on were not level with the ones before. If I stepped on the stone slabs at random, these slabs would sink slightly, and the sag would cause them to sink. The gate of this ancient building fell to stop the invaders, but the marble slabs close to the gate did not sink.

This was the end of the matter. I walked step by step along this straight road. The air was extremely foul. According to scientific explanations, the underground air needed to be ventilated. The air without circulation for a long time would be highly toxic. While It didn’t bring me any discomfort, it was just a terrible stench, but this slightly flowing air gave me hope from despair.

Maybe the circulation of air represented a way out. The ancient buildings on this road were engraved with countless languages. I followed my mentor, the famous archaeologist Yars to learn many languages ​​in the world, including ancient Indian language and ancient Egyptian. Of course, there was also the language of the ancient Romans.

But these words I had really never seen before. I couldn’t find the source of these languages for the life of me. This language ​​was like human body paintings, and it seemed to be a language made up of human bodies. This sight brought a deep shock to my vision and nerves.

It was as if I had entered Gorgon’s palace. It was rumored that only Gorgon’s palace was frightening. This was also very similar to Gorgon’s rumored palace, but it was even more different. This building obviously had a history of more than a thousand years. Even more than the ancient times, the time when Gorgon’s story appeared was not as strong as the vicissitudes of time revealed by this building.

(Note: Gorgon, the banshee with a snake-tailed human body, was originally a goddess, but was betrayed in mythology, and then degenerated into a banshee who turns people into stone, also known as Medusa.)

Including the time when the Catholic Church appeared, it did not last as long as the ancient atmosphere of this building. In a word, the current Catholic Church was like an imitation of this building.

I thought that I had arrived at the palace of Gorgon, which had sunk into the abyss.

As I carefully observed the surrounding buildings, the road ahead finally changed, and a tightly closed ancient gate appeared in front of me. This gate was so tall that I could not see the top of it even when I raised my head. There was no burning oil lamp above, which caused my vision to be blocked by the darkness, so I couldn’t see the top.

The door of this gate was engraved with two weird sculptures. One sculpture was engraved with a huge nose and fangs, huge and explosive limbs, and it held a Poseidon-like trident in its hand.

The second painting was something like a squid. The back of the squid seemed to be carved with straight lines. These two made people feel like running away and fearing for their life just after seeing them.

My legs were also trembling instinctively in front of these two lifelike sculptures. This was a picture of fear that I could no longer describe. Since I came here, this picture striked my soul deeply for the first time. What I saw was also unimaginable and unexplainable.

This extreme horror of indulging in the darkness. Just as I endured my fear and walked towards the door, I illusorily heard a sneaky sound coming from above the dark building, which made my relaxed nerves tense again.