Chapter 504: Let's get her, right?
The next moment, the altar beneath him suddenly cracked without any warning.
This time, Luo Li was well prepared and did not lose consciousness like last time.
So Luo Li fell steadily into the crack and stood still on the ground.
Deep in the crack, there is a dazzling scene of another world.
Luo Li stepped on the void, surrounded by flowing rivers of light, which intertwined into a dreamy network. Each ray of light contained different colors and temperatures, as if she had stepped into a living painting of stars.
Under your feet is a transparent crystal ground that reflects the splendor of the river of light above, making you feel as if you are at the core of the universe.
In the distance, the outlines of ancient buildings can be vaguely seen. They are built of unknown materials and covered with delicate patterns on the surface. Under the illumination of light and shadow, they are sometimes clear and sometimes blurred, as if time has lost its meaning here.
Luo Li took a deep breath, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance of spiritual power, which was completely different from the outside world.
She slowly stretched out her hand, and her fingertips lightly touched a ray of light beside her. In an instant, a warm and powerful energy surged into her body, resonating with her own spiritual power, making her feel unprecedented strength and freedom.
At this moment, Luo Li seemed to have become a part of this strange world, closely connected with this mysterious area, breathing and pulsating together.
Luo Li clenched her palms, and when she found that her spiritual power could no longer be condensed, she felt calm.
Small matter.
It's just that I ended up in a strange place, unable to enter the Tower of Gods, and unable to use my spiritual power.
They are all small things.
She exhaled and walked straight towards the only passage without hesitation.
Let's fuck her, right?
She wanted to see if she could kill her!
I continued walking inside the passage that was flashing with colorful light. I didn't know how long I had walked before the scenery around me began to change.
The dreamy colors began to disappear and turned into the normal color of the stone wall.
Because she couldn't use her spiritual power, Luo Li could only put her palms against the wall and move forward in the dark.
Fortunately, the spiritual master's five senses are sharp, but he won't walk around like a blind man.
Luo Li's fingertips gently slid across the rough stone wall, and every step was extremely cautious. The surroundings were so quiet that only her own faint breathing and heartbeat could be heard, echoing in the empty passage.
Occasionally, a barely noticeable breeze blew by, bringing a slight coolness, but also slightly relaxing her tense nerves.
She closed her eyes and tried to use her sharper hearing and perception to catch the movements around her, but apart from the sound of her own footsteps, everything was still silent.
Suddenly, a faint light shone from not far ahead, like the brightest light in the darkness of a person's heart, bringing a ray of hope to this dark passage.
Luo Li narrowed her eyes, with a thousand thoughts in her mind, but she just quickened her pace and ran towards the light.
As the distance shortened, the light gradually expanded, revealing a small stone chamber illuminated by natural light that came from nowhere. In the center of the stone chamber stood an ancient oil lamp with a swaying wick, as if waiting for her arrival.
The walls of the stone chamber are engraved with ancient runes, emitting a faint fluorescence, which complements the oil lamp in the center, creating a mysterious and tranquil picture.
Luo Li stepped into the stone chamber, her eyes swept over the runes, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity surged in her heart.
Her eyes fell on the stone table in the center of the stone chamber, on which lay a booklet half the thickness of a palm.
Luo Li narrowed her eyes and walked over. "What is it?"
She slowly approached the stone table, and just before her fingertips touched the edge of the book, the book suddenly began to sway slightly in the breeze.
The cover of the booklet is yellowed and the edges are worn, revealing traces of weathering.
There were no words on the cover, only a faint pattern that seemed to be made up of countless tiny runes. As her eyes focused, the pattern flickered slightly as if it had life, exuding a soft and ancient atmosphere.
Luo Li took a deep breath. On the first page, the ancient runes seemed to be activated, jumping onto the paper one by one, flowing with light blue light, outlining a series of vague and profound pictures in the stone chamber, just like ancient scrolls slowly unfolding before her eyes, leading her to see an unknown and mysterious past.
She saw that the young man rescued by the ancient Lingwu clan of the Great Wilderness, driven by interests, started a war among the gods, subverted the entire ancient Lingwu clan of the Great Wilderness, and massacred countless innocent lives on the continent.
She saw babies crying, tall buildings collapsing, and rivers of blood.
Amid the baby's crying, Luo Li's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand. The cry was childish and desperate, penetrating the barriers of time and space and striking the depths of her soul.
In the picture, under the blood-red sunset, in the ruins of a once glorious ancient clan, a ragged baby lies among the rubble, surrounded by scattered weapons and broken flags. The wind is bitingly cold, stirring up pieces of blood-red dust.
The crying of babies and the occasional low roar of monsters in the distance intertwined to form a doomsday-like bleak scene.
Finally, she saw the young man in gray, looking at the baby with a ferocious smile, and in the baby's clear eyes, he delivered a fatal blow.
The man stood on the remains of the broken arm, opened his arms and laughed crazily.
The laughter of the young man in gray echoed in the empty ruins, like the cry of a night owl, making people shudder.
There was a glint of madness and bloodthirstiness in his eyes, and a twisted arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if this piece of ruins was his most proud masterpiece.
The afterglow of the setting sun cast a long shadow on his mottled figure, which was intertwined with the shadows of weapons and flags scattered around, forming a bizarre picture.
He slowly raised his blood-stained hand, the fingertips still retaining the last warmth of that tender life, but there was no trace of mercy or regret.
The wind seemed to become even more violent at this moment, sweeping up more blood-red dust, blurring the vision, but unable to conceal the suffocating despair and madness.
Although the baby's crying has stopped abruptly, it still seems to echo in my ears, interweaving with the laughter of the young man in gray to form a melody of death, lingering for a long time in this abandoned land.
Luo Li's eyes couldn't help but become moist. She seemed to be able to feel the helplessness and fear that were eroding her heart inch by inch along with the crying.
She bit the tip of her tongue hard, pain and blood flowed out, and Luo Li regained most of her consciousness.
She looked at her fingertips on the booklet and quickly withdrew her hand.
Don't touch it.
"Wow, you're even more powerful than I thought!"
A clear voice suddenly rang out in this small stone chamber, seeming particularly abrupt.
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