Destiny is ashes

Chapter 59: Immortal Battleship (Seeking monthly ticket, seeking follow-up reading)

Deep underground, the air circulation was extremely slow, even so thin that it was impossible to breathe. A large number of corpses, seemingly suffocated to death, appeared here in various desperate struggles.

There were many people living in the underground ruins at the time, but the sudden lack of oxygen caused most of them to die.

These corpses that have decayed into skeletons are very old, but there are also some corpses on both sides of the road that can obviously be seen recently.

Some of them were wearing armor, some were wearing only plain clothes, and some were wearing professional exploration suits with obvious signs of battle around them.

Some died in civil wars, some seemed to be fighting some invisible monsters, and finally died of exhaustion.

The clothes and equipment on some of the corpses were exactly the same as those on the corpses found in the ruins cave, and they were obviously the same group of people.

"Be careful, don't look back, and don't go back."

Just as An Jing was carefully observing these corpses, the sword spirit suddenly spoke seriously: "There is a very powerful illusion array here, and it is still working!"

"If the unauthorized entrants are not strong-willed, they will be dragged into the illusion, haunted by their inner demons, and then fight internally or fight with non-existent mental images, exhausting their strength."

"This illusion has no effect on those who leave, so just keep moving forward and there will be no problem."

"I understand." An Jing raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly. Ever since he defeated the demon in the ritual, he was no longer afraid of this kind of mental illusion. But it was meaningless to waste energy, not to mention that he had no intention of turning back.

But... why is there an illusion array here that prevents people from exploring the ruins cave? Who set it up? What is the purpose?
An Jing continued to walk forward, looking at the corpses, and he seemed to have some understanding in his heart: "Those explorers who were all killed in the ruins cave must have endured the torture of illusions along the way and were exhausted, so they were successfully ambushed by the vine demon."

"Such a perfect coordination, did the monster really appear naturally?"

I can't figure it out, but there's no need to think about it. An Jing shook his head slightly: "Sure enough, I was right not to go deep into the ruins. This ruins is very dangerous. It's better to leave early."

He calmed himself and continued moving forward.

Along the way, there were corpses all over the ground, and cold and damp moisture kept dripping. This underground cave was like the underworld, but An Jing's heart rate was always steady, without any fear or hesitation.

He had seen the true hell that frightened him, and faced it head on. After that, these external things could no longer shake his mind.

An Jing walked in silence, with only the sound of footsteps and a slow and heavy heartbeat.

till the end.

The exit of the cave.

After walking for several hours, at the end of the cave that had been winding for who knows how long, a bright light appeared in front of An Jing's eyes. He was slightly startled, and then he showed a relaxed expression: "Finally, we're here."

An Jing heaved a sigh of relief, but stopped. He took a deep breath and adjusted his state. After making sure that he could enter the battle at any time, he carefully concealed his breath and slowly approached the light, which was the exit of the cave.

This action silenced the sword spirit who originally wanted to remind him, and revealed a hint of appreciation.

There was no other life, lurking wild animals, or human camps at the entrance of the cave.

An Jing hid his breath, narrowed his eyes, slowly walked out of the cave towards the light.

The entrance to the ruins cave is not a circular or arch-shaped hole. On the contrary, it is dozens of meters long but less than three meters high - it is a crack, a fissure located on the mountain.

It was like the aftermath of a sword mark, falling from the far end, penetrating the mountain, and reaching the underground water veins deep in the earth... After that, the water veins gradually dried up, turning into winding underground corridors and wide holes, and the people who discovered this place built a secret and ancient magnificent hall there to recuperate. An Jing walked out of the cave, standing in the embrace of the mountains, and appeared halfway up the mountain, he could look out at the vast wilderness not far away, and the gray-black clouds covering the entire sky.

Clouds and mountains, wind and sand, there are only scattered green and trees in the desolate wilderness. The turbid river meanders along the track of the mountains and flows from the depths of the mountains into the end of the wilderness. There seem to be some human tribes on the riverside, and there seem to be the ruins of an ancient town.

The rough, sandy wind blew on his face, and the desolate, rusty smell woke the boy up.

"This is...a different world?"

What a desolate land.

With his eyes wide open, An Jing gazed at the endless wilderness. Looking back, he saw an endless expanse of majestic mountains rising one after another. Looking forward, at the end of the wilderness, there seemed to be a magnificent shadow of mostly black color, which went straight into the sky, spreading over the dark clouds, with sporadic lights flickering inside.

Is that... a city?
An Jing narrowed his eyes. He vaguely felt that the black shadow was not actually the mountains in the distance, but an overly regular man-made object.

But can man-made things really be so majestic and even reach the clouds?

He didn't have time to think about it.

Because the sword spirit's reminder has already sounded in the sea of ​​​​gods.

“An Jing!” He shouted, with a rare hint of surprise: “Look up, look above your head!”

Then An Jing raised his head.

Before he saw anything, he first heard a series of low humming sounds, like some giant beast, a giant whale in the sea, or a humming sound from the sky behind the dark clouds, echoing between heaven and earth.

An Jing subconsciously clenched his hands - the Blood Sword condensed out according to his mind, because he vaguely sensed an extreme danger, a premonition of encountering an unprecedented behemoth made him instinctively alert.

The strong wind from the sky blew from top to bottom, brushing across An Jing's face, and the thick and solid cloud wall that was like a barrier also separated layer by layer, appearing at the top of the sky with an extremely bright light.

Rays of light fell down, like little suns.

Following the light, a huge immortal ship that looked like a city broke through the dark clouds and descended upon this world.

It is as huge as a mountain, with a smooth outline. The surface of the blue-gray battleship is covered with layers of root-like patterns, making it look mysterious and solid.

Emitting a faint glow, neatly arranged rounds of luminous array patterns flickered in sequence like breathing, inhaling and exhaling spiritual energy, releasing their dazzling light between heaven and earth, bringing out the long chant of whales.

"This is……"

In the wind and the song, An Jing dispersed the evil sword in his hand, subconsciously took a step forward, and revealed an incredible look.

He raised his head and stared at the huge object in the sky in amazement: "Battleship?"

"Xiandao Battleship?!"

"What kind of world is this, here, here?!"

(End of this chapter)