Twilight War

06

"Old man, did you wait until now to say that you want us to die?" Huang Xuanjin frowned and said.

"I just remembered. Believe it or not, don't follow if you have the ability, and see if you can beat them like this." The old man said nonchalantly while leaning on his cane.

"I never heard you say that you participated in this project before."

"I have lived for more than 70 years, and I have done many things. Do I have to tell you all about it?" the old man said.

The four followed the old man through the long tunnel.

Huang Xuanjin gritted his teeth, the pain on his leg became more and more severe, before he could say anything, he was suddenly supported by the belly-cut snake.

The belly-cut snake walked behind with Huangxuan Jin's shoulders on his shoulders.

"Where are we going?" Graytail asked.

"Don't make noise, I'm looking for lifting platforms. Most of the lifting platforms were destroyed and buried after the project was terminated, but there should still be some left." The old man said with a serious face, and he had already opened a lot along the way. The mechanical lock on the metal door, the codes of those mechanical locks are different, but he remembers them all clearly.

The old man walked in the front with his back hunched, followed by three people who didn't know the way and the lame Huangxuan Jin. He looked like a veteran who had experienced many winds and sands...or an old horse who knew his way.

"Have you really come here..." The old man suddenly said something, Huang Xuanjin looked up and saw the old man standing in front of the metal gate in a daze.

"What's in this door?" Huang Xuanjin asked.

"An old friend." The old man stretched out his hand and pressed the password of the mechanical lock, but the metal door did not open as before, but a somewhat distorted mechanical girl suddenly sounded.

"Please verify the authority."

In the center of the metal door exposed a mirror-smooth crystal, like an expensive gem in an antique shop.The belly-cut snake couldn't help touching the crystal with his hand.

"Sorry, the permission has not been passed." A mechanical female voice sounded.

"Do you think anyone can go in here?" The old man said looking at the metal door. His eyes didn't look like looking at another cold metal door, but like looking at a lover he hadn't seen for a long time.

He stretched out his hand almost tremblingly, and rested his five fingers on the nearly perfect crystal.

"Authentication passed."

The metal door opened slowly.

The lights inside the gate were lit one by one, as if an invisible attendant lit up all the lights for the returning master.

The metal hook frame inside the door suddenly hangs down. The curved skeleton is like an abstract metal waiter, moving neatly. A white coat is hung on the curved branch of the skeleton, which has already accumulated a layer of dust.

A step further ahead, a metal waiter held a dusty tray with white gloves on it.

"Long time no see, Donaldson." The mechanical female voice was still distorted, but it seemed to be a gentle woman.

Huangxuan Jin raised his head. In the center of this underground palace was a row of rusty railcars, the rear of which extended along the tunnel to the end of the tunnel.

But the tunnel in front of the car was sealed.

Even after a long time, it can be seen that the rail car was built with great care.

Even the many parts that are just for decoration use extremely expensive metals.

In this huge circular space, there are sophisticated and old mechanical instruments everywhere, and they are also covered with dust.

Many instruments are conveniently placed where they are most accessible.

It seems that their owner went out for a drink when he was tired of installing machinery one day, and then never came back.

So this huge mechanical laboratory was forgotten in the underground of the foggy city of Corinth.

Huang Xuanjin had been in contact with mechanical experiments in the Hall of Valor for a long time, and he knew how expensive these instruments used to be.

But the old man didn't even look at the rail car and those sophisticated instruments, and directly opened the giant mechanical door that was sealed in front of the tunnel.

"Let's go, there is an elevator outside this door."

"Good-bye, Mr. Donaldson."

The female voice of the machine sounded, perhaps for the machine, this farewell is the same as every other time, it is an ordinary farewell.

"Goodbye, Soanna." The old man whispered in a voice only he could hear.

After walking through another long and dark tunnel, the old man pulled an electric switch somewhere.

The lights are on.

"Here it is," said the old man.

The light leaked from the well above, and at the deepest point, only a little light remained like debris.

The huge outdated lifting platform has the clumsiness and strength unique to the steam machinery industry five or sixty years ago.

At that time, steam mechanical technology had just started, and all steam technologies were extensive and inefficient.Huang Xuanjin's teacher when he was in the Hall of Valor once said that compared with today's scientists in mechanical technology at that time, they are like cave savages holding clumsy bone sticks.

But facing this primitive and heavy industrial machinery technology directly will still feel a huge sense of shock.

That was the birth of a technology.

Just like the beginning of a world, the ancestors holding heavy bone sticks grew rampantly in the cruelest and savage world.

until now.

The exposed steel bars have already had a layer of dark red rust, and it is unknown how long it has not been used.

The old man was not shocked by the primitive steam mechanical technology, he walked directly onto the lifting platform, pulled away the squeaking metal bars, "Come on."

The belly-cut snake helped Huangxuan Jin up the lifting platform, and Huang Xuanjin was still looking at those cumbersome metal cables and bearings, studying the principles of this ancient and obsolete huge metal beast.

"Huangxuanjin, do you just run away now?"

A man in a black windbreaker came out of the tunnel, the bishop's rose embroidered on the neckline was redder against his pale and thin face with rusty bones.

"It's my skill to be able to run. If you have the ability, you can come up." Huang Xuanjin said quite indifferently, like a hooligan on the street who would have nothing to do with any boss, pulling the cable while talking and pulling the rusty metal valve upward Push it up, and the huge lifting platform slowly rises, "Grandpa is gone, you can stay here by yourself."

"Huangxuanjin, you actually want to see the things in the miracle more than I do, don't you?" Rusty Bone raised his head and looked at the young man who was slowly rising in the lifting platform and said.

The light from above leaked on the rogue boy.

"What do I want to see? I'm not interested in those gods."

"What about the Huangxuan family, if I say...the Huangxuan family can still come back." Rusty Bones said suddenly, his tone was like those mysterious witches on Ninth Street, but it made people feel cold all over.

"What did you say?" Huang Xuanjin's body stiffened suddenly.

Would the world's worst rascal not laugh when someone choked him, thought Rustybones.

"The Second Twilight Battle is not a battle for mortals in this world, is it? In that battle, the ancient gods woke up from under the glacier that buried them, and devoured their sacrifices, and the Huangxuan family was theirs." Sacrifice." Rusty Bones looked at the boy and said, every time he said a word, it seemed to tighten the hand that was holding the boy.

"Those are not gods, those are monsters! They are monsters!" Huang Xuanjin roared angrily.

"Such a powerful existence, such a beautiful power, what else can it be if it is not an ancient god? They are earlier than the gods recorded in mythology, they are the earliest gods in this world!" Rustbones said almost madly.

"shut up!"

"Huangxuan Jin, why are you the only one living in this world, why are you still living like a wild ghost?" Rusty Bones couldn't bear to miss every expression on the young man's face, cruel and cold.

It's like watching the beautiful swallowtail struggle to suffocate to death, even death is beautiful.And he is the one who gave him death.

"And the history of those ancient gods is recorded in the miracles, have you ever thought of going to take a look? Maybe there is a way to save the Huangxuan family." Rusty Bones continued, "Could it be...you have already I feel at ease with your solitary life."

"Then why do you bother to bear the word Huangxuan on your back? Don't you think that these two words are stained with the blood of all the dead?"

"Let me borrow your crutches."

The boy suddenly jumped off the high lifting platform. He threw the dagger backhand and cut off two metal cables. The lifting platform behind him rose rapidly. Before Huiwei and others could react, they saw Huangxuan Jin The figure disappeared below.

After picking up the dagger on the ground, Huang Xuanjin inserted the dagger back into his waist, holding the old man's metal pipe in his hand.

"Boss!" the red fire ant shouted almost in despair.

Gray Tail seemed to want to jump down desperately, but was held back by the old man, "I know where to go down."

But Rusty Bone watched Huangxuanjin's landing as if a saint saw the coming of the Son of God.

...the beautiful swallowtail has fallen.

Huangxuanjin dragged the metal pipe to the ground, looked up at Rusty Bone, most of the time his eyes were half-opened, as if he hadn’t woken up...but sometimes his eyes became more and more like his mother’s, sharp So close to cutting.

As if what he was holding was not a metal pipe, but... his sword.

"How much do you know about the second twilight battle?" Huang Xuanjin said hoarsely.

"Who knows more about that battle than you." Rustybone said with a chuckle, "After all, you are a wild ghost who has lived from that battle until now..."

"About those monsters, and the World Tree." Huang Xuanjin said.

"Give me the key, and there will be answers to everything you ever wanted to know. About the gods, about the World Tree, about the land of the dead," Rustybone said.

"Then what about you, what do you want?" Huang Xuanjin asked.

"Do nothing." Rustybone said, looking at the boy.

"This world is bustling with people who come and go for profit. If you don't do anything, why not go home and roast two sweet potatoes for yourself." Huang Xuanjin said.

"There have been winds in this world, but the wind doesn't get anything. And I just want to appreciate it." Rustybone said: "Don't you want to know what kind of existence the god we worshiped for so long is? We pray to him , we enshrine them and kneel at his feet, but what kind of existence is he?"

"Those are too sacred and brilliant, just seeing them is enough."

"I've never worshiped him before." Huangxuanjin said with a chuckle, "It was you who saw the powerful existence, and then you prostrated yourself at his feet and called it a god. You didn't even see it before, so you fantasized about it yourself." I have given up everything about him, so that there is an existence that I can bow down to."

"Yes, you refused to bow down to anything, so you lost everything." Rustybones said almost cruelly.

The heavy iron pipe suddenly came down from behind Huang Xuan Jin, and Huang Xuan Jin turned around immediately, but he still received the full force of the opponent's stick, and the sound of roaring was heard in his ears.

The metal pipe was struck down from the opponent's abdomen, and the sound of the collision with the flesh was as dull as a bell.

Rustybone looked down at the teenager who was surrounded by dozens of people.

Huang Xuanjin's palms were covered in blood, and it was difficult to hold even the metal pipe.

But he still struggled as if he was going to use up all his strength.

He had been wounded again and again, and the blood flowing from his forehead covered his peach blossom eyes.

In the tens of meters deep underground mine, the boy slightly raised his head to look at the light leaking from above during the interval of pain.

...he was alone again.

Everywhere he went, he was alone.

Those hideous monsters rushed at him, and he had no choice but to swing his sword mechanically.

The forehead band of Huangxuan's family on the forehead had already congealed countless blood, and it was flying heavily in the wind.

He walked exhaustedly over the corpses of the Huangxuan family on the battlefield.

Why are you alone?

Only you, a lone ghost, escaped from hell.

Say you are our young master?

The Huangxuan family is our home, but why are you the only one living alone in this world.

Why, only you... haven't come home yet?

"Get out of the way," Rustybone said suddenly.

The neckline embroidered with the bishop's rose bloomed like blood in the underground wind.

Those bone eaters walked away from the young man, Huang Xuanjin finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

"Huangxuan Jin, where's your Chi You's mad blood?" Rusty Bones looked at the young man lying on the ground with almost pity and said, "I heard that you inherited the Chi You's mad blood from Huangxuan's family, that almost ghostly power."

"But why now you can only crawl on the ground like insects and ants."

Rusty Bone pulled out his own dagger and plunged it into Huang Xuan Jin's shoulder. The blood soaked the young man's sleeves, but Huang Xuan Jin just gritted his teeth tremblingly.

"Get up, kill me..." Rustybone said frantically.

He grabbed Huangxuanjin's blood-drenched black hair and forced Huangxuanjin to look at him, "Let me see the power of the ancient God of War. Let me see the blood of the Huangxuan family who inherited the power of the God of War."

"How can you crawl like an ant..." He stabbed the dagger into Huang Xuan Jin's shoulder again as if he hated Huang Xuan Jin's weakness and powerlessness.

"You are Huangxuanjin, the young master of the Jiangnan Huangxuan family."

"You should wear a scarlet brocade and go to the Nine Layers of Bright Hall." Rusty Bones said foolishly.

He should be as beautiful as a ghost beauty swallowtail, so beautiful that it is almost cruel.

Rusty Bones had heard of the clan named Huangxuan in the eastern country thousands of miles away long ago.

The emperor is the feather crown, and the porch is the emperor's driver.

Their patriarch inherited Chi You's mad blood, and was as beautiful and powerful as an ancient god.

He also heard Tang Ruowang mention that boy.

That young man in scarlet brocade, sitting on a high platform.

In the cloud and mist of the courtyard, people bow their heads willingly.

He dreamed of Jinyi countless times.

But he finally saw the boy, but the boy casually crawled under Gregory's feet to pick up a few gold coins.

"How can you do this, how can you hang out with those people who are like pickled ants." He raised Huang Xuan Jin's head, looking at the blood-stained face of the young man with pity and despair.

He should be beautiful.

He should be like the scorching sun, high above the sky.Dressed in brocade, looking down on everything.

How can it be like the monarch butterfly, which obviously has a noble name, but is just the most common and ordinary butterfly.

Humble and unaware.

"... Aquinas, have you ever heard of the ghost of Huangxuan's family?" Huangxuan Jin raised his head and looked almost absent-mindedly.

"I know that once the young master of the Huangxuan family inherits Chi You's mad blood, the Huangxuan family will find two ghosts for him. These two ghosts will grow up with the young master of the Huangxuan family. They will practice all day long. Sword, until the young master becomes the head of the family. After that, they will follow the young master all day long, just for one day, when their master loses control because of Chi You's mad blood, they will try their best to kill their master with their own hands..."

Rusty Bones said foolishly, if possible, he would rather be the boy's ghost.

At the young man's strongest and most beautiful moment... cut off his head.

"My ghost...is gone." Huang Xuanjin fell to the ground, with blood flowing from his eyes, "I promised them that I would never let Chi You's mad blood turn me into another person. "

"Now... I am my own ghost."

Before Rusty Bone could react, he was suddenly hit hard in the abdomen by the teenager.

It was the last blow of the trapped beast, fierce and reckless.

The young man picked up the blood-clotted metal pipe from the ground, and slammed it at the bone eaters who rushed up.

His movements are mechanical and brutal.

He was originally a wild ghost who had escaped from hell, a wild ghost entrusted by the members of the Huangxuan family from hell.

How could he die in such a place.

Swing your sword, you have no sheath to protect you.

So I had to fight desperately.

The heavy metal pipe swung down again and again, and warm blood flowed from his eye sockets.

The arms don't even feel tired anymore.

Rustybone knelt on the ground and watched the blood-soaked boy walking towards him dragging the metal pipe.

In a daze, he saw a young man in brocade, holding a blood-stained sword walking towards him, with the forehead band flying from his hair.

He closed his eyes, waiting for the death that the young man gave him.

But after a long, long time, there was no hit since then.

He opened his eyes, and saw Huang Xuanjin's eyes stained with blood seemed to be looking at the nothingness in the darkness.

"It's strange, isn't it? I've seen too many deaths, but I still feel sad when I see ants falling into the water." The boy suddenly chuckled.

The metal pipe in Huang Xuanjin's hand fell to the ground, "I am not a monster, and I will not become a monster."