I have two principles as a human being:
1. Never lie.
2. Never believe anything anyone says, including myself.
“Sir, I must point out that your second principle contradicts the ...
The fog gate is not actually a door, but a space distortion and subsidence caused by the excessive accumulation of the power of [Decay]. Since the external manifestation of the power of [Decay] in the Forest of Sighs is a fog, when the space subsidence is observed by living beings, it appears as a ball of condensed fog, very much like the door of some space passages.
But in fact, it can also be regarded as the door to the space channel.
Because as long as you can withstand the subsidence and pulling of the space, you can quickly move from one end of the fog door to the other. From a certain perspective, it is somewhat similar to [Laughter and Mockery], but the latter only exists in the void and is safer.
The spatial channel in the fog gate is not stable. Except for the believers favored by [Corruption], it is difficult for life forms of other faiths to use this channel to complete spatial movement.
Therefore, it is an extremely incredible thing that the traces of the mushroom-footed man were cut off within the fog gate. This is tantamount to telling everyone that the mushroom-footed man they just found must be a [corrupt] believer.
Although this can explain why he was not affected by the Sighing Tide, the question is, how could the Fungus-Footed Man be a believer of [Corruption]?
They are born with the belief in "prosperity", and this belief engraved in their genes cannot be changed at all. For a group of gods' followers like the Fungus-Footed People, they would rather give up their lives than give up their faith.
So everyone was confused again in front of this door. Did they find the right one?
Is it possible that the hunter took the wrong path?
But this cold-faced hunter was obviously very confident in his tracking ability. He said nothing, neither responded to the crowd's questioning eyes nor participated in the discussion. He just stood vigilantly in the front, watching out for the surroundings for all his teammates.
Looks like a hard-working guard.
"Is the baptism of new life effective against the erosion of the fog gate?" Cheng Shi asked quietly.
Hong Lin shook his head:
“It’s useless. In the channel of spatial subsidence, [Decay] is not erosion, but protection.
The power of [Decay] protects his followers from being pulled by the power of space, so they can use it to travel. The baptism of new life is used to restrain [Decay]. If you enter it under this condition, you will only die faster. "
"......"
Cheng Shi only expected that it would be useless, but he didn't expect there would be side effects, so he curled his lips and looked again at Zuo Qiu who was sandwiched between him and the big cat.
"Brother Shit Officer, why don't you take out that insect lamp and take a look at it again?"
Zuo Qiu's face froze, and he found himself in a state of being unable to move forward or backward. He could only pretend nothing had happened and said "hmm" and picked up the broken fluorescent lamp in his hand again.
At this time, Cheng Shi and the others looked at it carefully again, and the big cat's expression changed.
"This is impossible!"
"What did you find?"
“A breath of prosperity!”
Hong Lin raised his thick claws, ejected a sharp nail, and lightly tapped the little remaining light blue fluorescent liquid in the lantern.
"A very, very faint smell of [prosperity]. If it weren't for this tiny accumulation, I could hardly tell it."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Shi looked in the direction of her nails, but he did not feel any trace of "prosperity" at all.
The others were the same, so Zuo Qiu asked in astonishment: "Are you sure?"
"Heh, are you questioning my perception of [prosperity]? Are you sure?"
"......" This counterattack made the shit owner shut up.
As she spoke, Hong Lin seemed to have thought of something. She suddenly squeezed out a trace of [Prosperity] power from her fingertips, and then slowly threw it into the fluorescent liquid. However, she never expected that the [Prosperity] power would melt into the liquid and dissipate as soon as it came into contact with it. Instead, the fluorescence emitted by the liquid became brighter because of this action.
"!!!"
Now everyone understood that this was clearly a lamp of faith that drew fuel from [prosperity]!
No wonder the fluorescence is no longer bright, that’s because the mushroom-footed man who once provided it with “lamp oil” has died.
But just when one question was answered, another bigger problem arose.
Because everyone present clearly felt a trace of [decay] power emanating from the fluorescent liquid in the lantern!
This time, Hong Lin was completely dumbfounded!
The ray of [Prosperity] that she left behind was actually transformed into pure [Decay] by this fluorescent liquid!
This shows that the insect lamp held by the historian is not just a lamp of faith, but a faith converter that desecrates [prosperity] and dedicates [decay]!
hiss--
"So, this mushroom-footed man poured his faith into the lantern and relied on the [Decay] transformed by the lantern to walk out of the fog gate in front of us, right?"
Cheng Shi expressed his guess word by word with a serious expression, and then looked at Zuo Qiu who was holding a lamp in front of him.
"Brother Shit Officer, don't tell me you know nothing about this insect lamp!"
Zuo Qiu's face changed slightly, and he said with some shame:
"I really don't know what this lamp does. It's just that it's so rare to find something from underground civilization, so I was tempted and collected it. This is absolutely not a lie. Everyone, believe me, I have nothing to do with [Prosperity] or [Decay]. I'm just curious."
Hearing this, Cheng Shi’s brows furrowed even more tightly.
The truth.
The historians did not lie.
But this seemed a bit too coincidental. He seemed to feel an invisible force pushing him forward again, but this time the force was more hidden.
"Okay, I believe you.
In this way, the situation is very clear. The dead mushroom-footed man entered the space channel from the other end of the fog door with a lamp and walked out from this end. So if we want to find the so-called "spark", we have to walk into the fog door and go to the other end to have a look.
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