Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Backlund is ▇▇▇ meters underground.

Ground well ???

Luna drove the rail car, accelerating downwards.

Rather than driving, it was more like an endless fall. She pushed the accelerator to the maximum, lifted all speed limits, and let gravity and the engine pull her into the endless depths of the well.

Go down, go down!

Let me throw all the responsibilities and burdens, all the pain and torture out of my mind and out of my soul!

Please let me escape from this painful world!

I beg you!

Please!!

The rail car grasped the vertical rails on the wall and went down all the way. Luna opened the door on each sealed platform in time, and there was no obstruction. What the lady just said was right, these restrictions were still within her ability.

1000 meters...

2000 meters...

3000 meters...

At this depth, Luna could hardly see any doors on the wall of the well, which meant that there were few roads leading to the well at this depth, and few people lived in the dungeon at this depth.

This was already a deserted area, but Luna was still not satisfied. Intense sadness and regret drove her deeper into the well.

3200 meters...

The walls of the well have begun to show signs of decay and corrosion. The one-meter-thick reinforced concrete can no longer withstand the erosion, and mud can be seen in some places, like a huge wound in the well.

3500 meters...

The cracks on the wall became more and more numerous and larger. Under the bright searchlight, they looked like huge wounds, branded on the giant's body, and the falling dust and concrete were the giant's constantly flowing blood.

It became difficult for Luna to open the door. She encountered more and more resistance when opening the door on the seal layer and the platform layer. This also showed that the seal under the well was gradually strengthening.

3800 meters...

Large areas of bare land appeared before Luna's eyes, and the tracks buried in the wall began to become bumpy.

The more Luna looked at the exposed soil layers, the more frightened she felt.

Huge and twisted strange skeletons were looming in the layers. The composition and scale of these skeletons were completely beyond Luna's cognition. Some of them were longer and thicker than Luna herself. They seemed to look like mice, but they were covered with insect-like armor. Some looked like snakes, but they were connected to countless other complete animal skeletons. It seemed that they could even stretch for dozens of meters.

The further down you go, the denser the bones become.

How big are these strange creatures? Where do they come from? And why do they look like this?

Boundless fear spread in Luna's heart.

4000 meters...

Opening the door on the sealed layer was already a very difficult task. The further she fell, the denser the sealed partition layers appeared. Luna had to slow down and move slowly and steadily downwards.

A faint pollution began to spread in the space, and Luna began to have visual and auditory hallucinations. In the distorted hallucinations, the bones seemed to come alive, covered with raw flesh, and roared as if they wanted to swallow the car.

Luna continued to move downwards while crying and screaming and dodging the non-existent attacks, telling herself that they were just nonsense and distortions and did not really exist.

She began to doubt whether escaping downward was the right decision.

But Backlund's ground suffocated her just as well.

4583 m.

The railcar fell heavily onto the partition and broke into pieces.

Luna crawled out of the ruins and flames in a panic. She couldn't open the door on this level of seal, nor could she go any further.

To her surprise, there was a road leading to the outside world at this deep well.

With no other choice, Luna immediately ran along the path until she reached the end of the tunnel, where she was stunned.

Abraham's family crest was deeply engraved on the iron gate in front of us.

Like a bolt from the blue, Luna fell heavily to the ground. Abraham, whom she had tried so hard to escape from and abandoned everything for, was standing at the end of the road when she had no other options.

Luna suddenly felt like a huge joke. The door in front of her with the family crest engraved on it was mocking her pitiful and ridiculous journey.

There is no escape.

You can't escape!

All the plans, efforts, and struggles are as insignificant and powerless as sand in the wind. Escape can never change the reality.

Complex emotions along with the underground pollution washed over Luna's mind again and again. She looked at the black family emblem and even her consciousness began to become blurred.

She began to be confused. Was this a journey of survival where she had to gamble everything and abandon everything, or was it a journey of a willful young lady running away from home?

Abraham...why must you go to the starry sky?!

The last glimmer of hope was shattered, and Luna sat on the ground weakly, completely collapsed.

"...I do...I do..."

She cried loudly and unconsciously, and she couldn't even tell who she was compromising with.

"I do!!!"

"Luna Abraham!"

The iron gate with the Abraham family crest suddenly opened, and a spirited elderly gentleman appeared at the door. He was wearing an elegant classical high-end suit, and his white beard and hair were meticulously groomed. Under the warm light, he did not look like a resident who would go in and out of the underground city, but more like an aristocrat who was about to step onto the ball.

He even winked at Luna with his left eye.

"Welcome to the [Valdas Abraham Lunar Exploration Laboratory]!"

*****

Backlund is ▇▇▇ meters underground.

Dungeon ▇▇▇.

Pursued by a group of exiles, the Seven of Hearts, who transformed into the beautiful adventurer Gilda, was finally forced into a corner.

"Wow, are you still going to chase me?"

She turned around and confidently struck a sexy pose.

"I never thought that one day, the people chasing me would be endless.

"Ah, I am indeed very charming!"

Facing the approaching pursuers, the Seven of Hearts was not panicked. He calmly took out a few small high-energy bombs from his chest, quickly and accurately placed them in position, lit the fuse, and even had time to confidently blow a kiss to everyone.

"Bye, handsome guys! I'm hanging up now!"

As she said this she put the pistol in her mouth and pulled the trigger.

******

In a tunnel not far away.

With a loud bang, the Seven of Hearts walked out from the flickering flames.

He didn't care about the loss of the secret doll. He hummed a little tune and walked to a more hidden cave. He smoothly drew out the ritual dagger to set up the spiritual wall, and then quickly set up a simple altar.

After casually chanting the honorific name and the spell, the sacrificial door slowly opened. The Seven of Hearts then took out paper and a pen and began to write.

"Dear Boss [Lord of Prison]..."

Having written this, the Seven of Hearts paused, then continued writing.

"I think your code name is too long to write this time, so I'd better just call you Lao Da from now on.

"Dear Lao Da, actually this letter is meant for my dear brother, but since you have to read all my letters anyway, I will write it here. Remember to pass it on to him after you finish reading it.

"Love you, Lao Da!

"But to be honest, the code name [King of Fixation] does seem to be full of virtue and wisdom. Next time, please don't do it yourself. Please let us do it for you."

After briefly reporting on the recent series of events in Backlund Underground City and the current riots of the exiles, the Seven of Hearts started a new row.

"My dear brother Derrick, you will never imagine what interesting things I encountered in Backlund..."