“I see… Hey, what is this?”
Seeing that the powerful Yao Lingwu didn't seem to know more information, Hill felt a little depressed, and her pretty face was covered with clouds, but she soon noticed the object in Yao Lingwu's right hand.
Is this... a small mirror?
"Oh, this is a spiritual item with reconnaissance and perception functions. Didn't I just say that I was investigating nearby? This thing can assist me in my work."
Qi Ji waved the Reed Mormon Mirror in his hand in front of the other party, then immediately put it back under his cloak and explained in a casual tone:
"I have good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"
Hearing this classic two-choice question, Hill was slightly startled and answered with a strange look on his face:
"Let me hear the good news first?"
"Well, the bad news is...eh?"
Qi Ji had a calm and playful smile on his face. Just as he was about to start his story, he suddenly stopped:
"Aren't you playing by the rules?"
"...Ah? What's the trick?" Hill had a few question marks on his head and looked confused.
"All right……"
Qi Ji slapped his forehead and realized that Hill was neither from the human world nor from modern Earth. He couldn't use his own inherent prejudices to guess his thought processes, and of course he didn't understand any of the memes.
She straightened her face slightly, pretended to be serious and said:
"Two pieces of news. First, our current location is extremely far away from any place you are familiar with. Even the nearest Last Country camp is more than 400 kilometers away in a straight line."
"Four hundred kilometers!"
Hill was stunned when he heard this number. You know, even the longest-term large camp farthest from the headquarters of the Last Country is only less than 100 kilometers away.
It’s over 400 kilometers away from the nearest camp… This number alone is several times larger than the Last Kingdom’s sphere of influence!
Such a long journey... Although Yao Lingwu is a strong man whose realm is equivalent to that of a senior "Soul Master", and he now possesses a considerable degree of combat effectiveness after his promotion on the battlefield, it is wishful thinking to cross the journey on foot and return safely!
Not to mention the two of them, even the "Pure White Pope", who is at the top of the Last Kingdom's power system and appears only once every few decades, cannot cross such a distance alone in the gray wilderness!
A fatal situation.
"Master 105, I am deeply sorry for involving you. I deserve death. Please, Master True Creator, blame me..."
Hill lowered his head in great shame and self-blame, staring at the ground with tearful eyes.
"Hey, don't say your last words yet. Isn't there some good news?"
Seeing that Hill had given up all hope and was even beginning to explain his final wishes, Qi Ji couldn't help but smile and continued:
"Do you remember the coordinates that I... um, the Lord sent you before? It coincides with the direction of the White Pope's resting place. I mentioned it to you yesterday afternoon."
She almost let the cat out of the bag, but luckily Hill was now filled with grief and fear, his mind was extremely confused, and he didn't realize the negligence of that one word.
"What do you want to say?"
Hill raised his head, his tearful eyes revealing confusion.
"The place we are in now is only a few dozen kilometers away from the place my Lord sent you."
Qi Ji clapped his hands and said with a smile:
"If we can't return to the Last Kingdom... maybe we can try to move in that direction, maybe we can find a ray of hope."
"Sir, do you mean that we should continue to go deeper into the Gray Fields and move in the opposite direction of the Last Kingdom?!"
Hill was stunned by Qi Ji's proposal. They were already deep in an area that no one had ever set foot in, but he actually wanted to go deeper... This was simply too radical and bold!
"Of course, it's a life-or-death situation anyway, so why not give it a try?"
Under Hill's incredulous and shocked gaze, Qi Ji turned around and faced a certain direction.
The dark brown eyes under the hood seemed to be able to see through the layers of sick trees, through the endless wilderness full of dangers, through the misty rain, and directly reach the unknown mysterious realm:
"Besides, don't you want to know...what exactly is this so-called 'resting place'?"
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"Great Elder! Great Elder!"
"The Great Elder is awake!"
"Bring some water and recovery potions, quick!"
"..."
Amid the chaotic buzzing noise, Julian opened his eyes in a daze and saw a leaden black cloud with a faint light seeping in, and several heads of people crowded together.
When his vision was completely clear again, he recognized that they were soldiers from a temporary camp, and they were arranged and appointed by himself.
"Ahem...help me up."
It was not difficult for him to understand what had happened. As it stood now, he seemed to have escaped danger and returned to the sphere of influence of the Last Kingdom, but...what happened after he lost consciousness?
The soldiers hurriedly helped him up and handed him water mixed with a healing potion. Julian took it without hesitation and drank most of it.
After checking his own condition and confirming that his body and spirit were fine, he asked in a hoarse voice:
"You are the ones who rescued me? Where are Deacon Otilia and Hill? And there is also a little girl in a black cloak. Did you see her?"
Chapter 475 Three Directions (Part )
He noticed that the entrance to the "abyss" that had been blown beyond recognition was just a few dozen meters away from him. Did he have to lie on this ground covered with broken walls and ruins before he woke up?
"Forehead……"
In response to Julian's question, the soldiers around him looked at each other in confusion, and one of them said:
"Great Elder, we followed your instructions and organized an emergency rescue team to station around the entrance of the Abyss. However, we had just set up the infrastructure not long ago when you suddenly appeared here. We did not move your body without permission."
"…What do you mean by 'appearing suddenly'?" Julian frowned.
"It, it means literally..."
The soldier was obviously not well educated. He gestured and tried to describe the scene with poor language:
"None of us noticed how you appeared. There was nothing here a few seconds ago. When we looked again, you were lying here, Great Elder."
This description is a bit too abstract. Julian's eyebrows were twisted together, and a deep shadow formed between his eyebrows.
Seeing the elder's expression, the soldier continued to answer:
"As for Deacon Otilia and Little Sister Hill who set out with you, and the little girl in the cloak you mentioned... we didn't see them. Only you showed up."
Julian stood up with the help of the soldiers and looked towards the "abyss" not far away. His dark eyes became more solemn, as if indescribable emotions were accumulating.
As everyone stared at him in confusion, the leader waved his sleeves:
"Contact the Final Church and request the mobilization of all available personnel and materials from the Redemption Church to open up the 'Abyss' at all costs!
"Send someone to deliver the message immediately. This is a message of the highest priority and there can be no delay!"
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"It appears to be some kind of underground structure."
In the dark and deep corridor, a thin figure with silver hair and gray robe had a lighting ball floating around him, and he was slowly moving in the corridor with the help of bright yellow light.
A palm without much flesh gently pressed on the stone wall on one side, and slowly scraped across the stone wall with the steps, feeling the rough, hard and cold texture.
And slight moisture.
"If it's groundwater, then the depth should be more than 200 meters... It could also be just condensed water, I can't say for sure."
As she walked, Otilia murmured her guesses.
At least half an hour had passed since she woke up in this endless corridor.
She didn't know how long she had been unconscious, nor did she know where she was.
The only thing that is certain... is that it is difficult to get out of this place casually.
She walked along this straight square corridor for dozens of minutes, and during that time she had considered using violent means to break through the wall or ceiling in an attempt to get out.
But after exploring with the "Insight of the Lamp", she found that the outside of the corridor was full of dense and thick soil and rocks. This place was either inside the hill or underground. Any rash demolition would most likely cause collapse.
So she did not choose an overly radical option, but just remained vigilant and moved steadily in one direction.
However, after walking for so long and covering a distance of at least three or four kilometers in a straight line, the corridor did not change at all, giving Ottilia the illusion that she was standing still.
"The road and the wall are straight. There is no way this is a circular passage that makes me go around in circles... Who built it? What is the purpose of its construction?"
Although in an unknown environment, Ottilia did not show any panic. Her blue eyes reflected a calm and composed light under the bright light, and her frail and beautiful face was always cold.
"……etc."
After walking for a few more minutes, the senior deacon suddenly realized something.
She squatted down and lightly touched the quartz brick floor with her fingertips:
"The enlightenment is clear..."
As Ben chanted briefly and softly, a faint purple light fell from his fingertips to the ground, then rushed towards the distance in a straight line close to the ground and instantly disappeared into the darkness.
"Ah……"
Otilia's lips curled up slightly, she stood up, and understood something.
"The walls are vertical, but the floor is not horizontal."
She made a firm judgment in her heart:
"It has a very slight inclination..."
And the direction she is heading now leads underground!
According to the distance she had traveled before and the average angle of the ground, she dived to a depth of forty to fifty meters underground in this half hour.
Should I continue forward and go deeper underground, or turn around and try to walk back to the surface?
Going there is a completely unknown and unpredictable area, but turning back at least has the possibility of returning to a relatively familiar environment...
Otilia paused and hesitated for a few seconds.
The tall but thin figure stood in the narrow square corridor, the shadow cast by the lighting ball was very short and motionless.
"call……"
She suddenly let out a shallow breath, took a step forward, the hem of her gray-white robe swaying slightly, and continued to walk towards the dark depths of the corridor.
"Tuk, Tuk, Tuk..."
It was the sound of light and rhythmic footsteps.
As the depth increased, Ottilia could feel the air becoming increasingly humid even without relying on special perception.
The temperature also dropped little by little.
The damp and cold air penetrated the not-particularly-thick robe and reached the skin, sending a chill down one's spine.
But she still didn't slow down.
The moisture on the stone walls and the ground became thicker and thicker, and finally condensed into fine dewdrops visible to the naked eye, seeping into the gaps between the walls and floor tiles, and reflecting tiny white rays of light under the illumination of the light ball.
Strangely, despite such a damp and cold environment, there were no moss or insects growing on the walls, floors, and ceilings, and there was no unpleasant smell of decay in the air.
Everything is so refreshing and natural, almost unnatural.
When the moisture was thick enough to form a trickle and even slightly soak the fabric at the hem of her robe, Otilia stopped.
Two long and beautiful eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.
“…Is it the end?”
What appeared before my eyes was a wall.
It is almost the same as the stone walls on both sides, made of polished gray-black stone. It is rough, flat, hard, and unremarkable, separating the corridor.
