Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 597 Between Destiny (3)

Destiny, it sounds like something very grand and noble, but in fact, in the ancient elves' time, this place was just their playground, not much different from the electronic fortune-telling machines placed on the street.

Thinking about it this way, it is indeed unlikely that there will be any substantial danger.

But we still have to be careful. There are still many puzzling things created by the elves today. For example, the rolling stones that will fly up and hit you in the face. Most people would never imagine that this thing is actually the treadmill of the ancient elves. They rely on the rolling stones to chase each other to stimulate adrenaline and get the pleasure of excitement, and exercise their bodies at the same time.

——Damn idiot!
So the three of them still maintained their formation and gently pushed open the double doors.

This time the room was no longer the guest room seen before, nor was it a banquet hall, but a strange place.

There was a huge pit in the floor, which took up most of the room.

The place where the three people opened the door was facing the center of the deep pit. At the other end of the pit, they could see six stone pillars lined up in a row, supporting the ceiling.

Each stone pillar was tied with an iron chain as thick as a wrist, on which there were still some red marks that could not be told whether they were rust or dried blood.

There is a double door behind the six stone pillars, but I don’t know where it leads to.

This was the situation in the room. No monsters or mechanisms were seen. The first thing the three people noticed when they walked in was the deep pit that occupied most of the room.

Standing at the door, I thought it was because of the dim light that I couldn't see the situation in the pit clearly, but standing at the edge of the pit, even if I used the dancing light technique to shine my face close to it, I still couldn't dispel the darkness in the deep pit.

This tiny detail immediately alerted the three of them, and Alde prepared to cast detection magic to see what the darkness lurking at the bottom of the pit was made of.

Just at this moment, the thick darkness suddenly began to ripple as if a stone was thrown into the water.

“Stand back!”

It is best not to get close if the situation is unclear. The three of them took a few steps back and retreated to the door.

At this moment, the darkness in the pit suddenly bulged like a fountain, and the darkness that spurted out was like a flow of liquid, splashing onto the stone pillars and turning into shadows of human figures.

These shadows were tied up with chains and seemed to be struggling in pain but without making any sound. They looked weird and scary.

Just when the three of them were at a loss, the feeling of dizziness came again.

In a trance, the three saw a pale green flame burning in the corner of the room. Countless corpses were piled up like a mountain around the deep pit. Now in the deep pit shrouded in darkness, a pale green column of fire shot up into the sky, burning the ceiling black.

The flame seemed to be alive. Occasionally, it would bend down and drag a corpse into the deep pit. Under the burning of the pale green flame at the bottom of the pit, the corpse would disappear in an instant.

This picture gives me such a strong sense of déjà vu!

Alde immediately thought of the black-robed men among the Wild Bear Mercenaries. What they did was almost the same as what he was seeing now.

"Stop it! You're destroying your fellow countrymen by doing this!"

When the three were stunned, a red-haired figure passed through them. It was not known whether Alde and the other two turned into air or the other party was just an image. In any case, there was no collision and the other party was completely unaware of the existence of the three.

As this person spoke, the shadows among the six stone pillars on the opposite side of the deep pit suddenly dispersed, revealing the blue-haired woman seen before.

But now she looks a little bit wrong. Her fair face is covered with black patterns, like some kind of spell. But if you try to identify them carefully, your brain will feel a sharp pain, as if reminding you.

Some knowledge should not be known.

“I’m almost there.”

"No, you are destroying yourself!" The blue-haired woman sat on the corpse, holding a silver wine glass in her hand, and said angrily:

"The seal of the tyrant is almost complete. Are you going to let me give up at this last moment?!"

Her face was twisted with anger:
"Think about our compatriots who sacrificed their lives. We will succeed. We will definitely succeed!"

The red-haired man seemed to want to say something in retort, but when he opened his mouth, nothing came out.

"We will sever the connection between the tyrant and the Demon King's Ring, and we have already succeeded for the most part. Do you think I will give up at this point?"

"I know you won't, but you are obviously controlled by the power in the darkness now!"

The blue-haired woman stood up from the corpse and threw the silver cup into the pit:
"No! It didn't control me, but I controlled it!"

Her voice was like thunder exploding in the sky, and the whole room trembled slightly at her roar.

The red-haired man did not show any fear, only regret and sadness in his eyes.

"Now that you've made up your mind, fine. I'm here to tell you that the humans are gone."

The blue-haired woman sat back on the corpse, and seemed to have calmed down her anger. She nodded coldly:

"Their work is done. Now it's our turn. As long as the seal is completed, the Demon King will never come back. Even if someone tries to call Him back, we just need to perform the ritual again. We demons will get rid of the tyrant and regain our freedom!"

The red-haired man didn't seem to listen to these words at all. He turned and left, and his shadow hit Alde and the other two.

At that moment, a strong feeling of dizziness came over them again. The three of them blinked their eyes, and everything in front of them returned to calm again. Even the darkness in the deep pit did not cause any ripples at this time.

"It seems we are getting closer to the truth."

Aoerdai tapped his temple and thought:
"Among the seven apostles, there must have been some who were opposed to stealing the Demon King's Ring. But I don't know whether they obeyed the majority or were temporarily persuaded by others. At least in terms of the result, they did succeed."

Zora took a deep breath to relieve the dizziness:
"I am more concerned about the darkness mentioned in every vision. What is that?"

"I'm not sure. It could be another god who can rival the old Demon King in power, or it could be some ancient evil creature. It's too mysterious. We've seen similar rituals on the first few floors of the ruins. I guess the Wild Bear Mercenaries are planning to re-perform the ritual according to the method left by the Seven Apostles. But I have no impression of the person who was in the ritual. I'll check it out after I go back."

This is also a very puzzling part of the whole thing. If it was another god who tripped up the Demon King, then he should definitely take advantage of the Demon King's absence to enter the Demon Realm and snatch believers.

So, is this guy a god with a temple in the current plane?

It's possible, but not very likely.

The most suspicious candidate is the Lord of the Centipedes. When Viola went to Sailing City to give a speech, she was attacked by the Lord of the Centipedes' fangs. The Lord of the Centipedes even personally prevented the Demon God from intervening.

Logically speaking, the Lord of the Centipedes only appeared in the Demon Realm as a god after the Demon King God disappeared, and he should have no connection with the Demon King God, let alone any enmity.

There is something wrong with investing so much money to deal with the chosen one of the Demon King God (Viola) for no reason. (See Chapter 123 for details)
But if the disappearance of the Demon King is related to the Lord of the Centipedes, the scale of the Lord of the Centipedes' belief in the Demon Realm is very small, almost negligible, and the real reapers are other gods.

After all this effort, just to pick up some leftovers?

The Lord of Centipedes is too humble...

(End of this chapter)