Constellation Palace Mythology Sealed Land

I don't know how to say it, maybe I should put it this way: the world I have always been familiar with was completely overturned by the transoceanic call from the United States in the early hours of the morning.

Prior to this, Ya Li had already begun to try to challenge my affirmation of the world.Under my questioning, she struggled to explain the reason for being able to see the pattern, and finally said some reasons that seemed unbelievable to me, mixed with strange legends that had never been heard before.I don't blame her for the witch - it's every girl's nature to like fantasy, and her attitude is the key that makes me feel more suspicious. Why is she so keen on explaining this?Seeing her eagerness, I realized that I was getting caught up in something more secretive, and Miao Le, the mother of Ya Li, seemed to know nothing about it.

"Tell me the truth, Yali, I have the right to know what is the relationship between what happened to me and what you said." I put the arm with the weird pattern in front of her.

I don't want to push her, but I'm about to break down.

The phone in the corridor started beeping "di, di". Although the voice was very soft, it still seemed very strange in this dark night.I was stunned for a moment, but my mentality recovered a bit because of this. Only then did I realize that Ya Li was so frightened by me that she was about to cry.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." I immediately hugged her in my arms: "I'm sorry, Ya Li, I, I today..." I felt her trembling, and I, too.

Ya Li is just a child, she won't know anything, and my nervousness has caused such unreasonable doubts in my judgment.

However, my intuition still made me feel that I was either being targeted by mysterious things or suffering from a strange disease that covered my whole body with patterns.

What's wrong with me... am I going to die...

"It's me who should say I'm sorry..." Ya Li rubbed my back lightly: "Naro, I'm sorry, I can't tell you anything you want to know..."

Aunt Miao Le got up to answer the phone. Her voice attracted my attention like the only light in the silent night. Ya Li got out of bed gently and opened the door a crack, understandingly.

"... Well, it's like this, it was drawn by a girl... No... No, there is no reference to anything, it is indeed her own idea, please believe me." Miao Le's English tactfully echoed in the black Outside the door, I grabbed the quilt tightly and listened intently to hear bits and pieces of information about the mysterious incident. Ya Li stood behind the door and looked nervously at the darkness outside.

"...how could it be!" Miao Le suddenly shouted, followed by a long silence.

"Okay, thanks, bye." The phone disconnected, and then another sound rang—the facsimile's print head sizzling, and something was being sent through it.

Burying my head between my hands, I curled up into a ball, and the intermittent voice scratched my will.

"Miss Naluo..."

It was Ya Li, and I watched her big beautiful eyes with faint reflections shining in the dark night.For some reason, my heart suddenly calmed down.From the day I met Yali, I have been attracted by the temperament of this girl. Although she is very weak and naive and innocent than her peers, when she decides something, she will always go from time to time. The corners of the tightly closed mouth revealed a stubborn feeling.

Today my performance is not as calm as a child in school.Stretching out my hand, I stared at the pattern on it—whatever it was, at least it was beautiful.

"It's nothing, Yali," I smiled at her.It's really nothing, little sister, I can't scare you because I'm afraid: "It may be a strange paint, I accidentally rubbed it on... Then, some people who are sensitive to color will see it."

God, what's the explanation...almost embarrassing myself professionally.

My rose angel smiled. She sighed softly, then took my hand and said affirmatively: "No matter what happens, the field will protect me, and I will protect Nalo."

That's right, the dream just now came back to me, that so-and-so place... Also, this pattern emerged from the bruises caused by the tugging with Kazuno...

"Yali, Ms. Naluo, are you still awake?" Aunt Miao Le gently opened the door, and I could clearly feel her pause: "The explanation over there is over...let's talk in the living room. "

The fax was placed on the table and rolled into a cylinder, Yali leaned against me tightly, and Miaole looked at the freshly brewed black tea on the opposite side.

Instead of this, let me break this endless silence.

"Is it an incredible explanation? Or is there no relevant record at all?" I smiled, and tried my best to adjust my expression to make everyone look more comfortable.

"Naro... are you sure that what you drew matches the pattern on your arm?"

"Yes," I said affirmatively, "Although there will be differences in proportion, nothing is overlooked as a whole, besides, Yali..."

Ya Li touched me lightly from behind, and I was confused for a moment, why...

"Well, regarding this matter, I am absolutely on the side of believing in Miss Naluo." Miu Le didn't care about my hesitation, she picked up the small roll and flattened it on the table with both hands .

There are two photos above. On the left is a triangular altar of the kind that can be seen in books on the brief history of Greek sculpture architecture. From the style, it can be seen that it seems to be an ancient relic of the Aegean civilization era.On the other side is a three-dimensional restoration map, which clearly shows the appearance of the restored altar, and it is painted with various colored paints.

I noticed that there is an enlarged area below this restoration map.

The pattern of an area under the altar is enlarged here, and the computer has made a green and black pattern. Although it is not so detailed, the overall pattern is the same as the one on my arm.

"This altar is one of the ancient Greek ruins that were excavated very early. It was seriously damaged, so it didn't attract much attention." Miao Le pointed to the photo on the left, and then she showed me the restored picture on the right: "But Modern restoration techniques have found that there are traces of color left on it. This is the restoration map made by the archaeological team for this altar last month. They wonder how such a closed message can be spread to the other side of the earth..." Her voice became clear and deep: "The symbol is drawn near the inscription."

Below the fax, there is a line of small characters explaining the meaning of the inscription:

"To the King of Tartarus"

I felt dizzy, this is the place mentioned in the dream - hell.