Above the gray fog

The two sat there for a long time.

Lin stared at the hole above the palace, not knowing what she was thinking.

Lin Shan, on the other hand, focused all his attention on the locked gods.

The reason why they are called great gods is because Lin Shan does not know their specific strength, but what is certain is that any living organism here is much stronger than him.

The first thing that can be judged is that these creatures are most likely dead.

At least that's what it looks like on the surface.

All that's left of their bodies is their shells, and their souls and consciousness have long been gone.

The reason why they can still bleed is because their previous physical bodies were too powerful, reaching the level of eternity, and no force could corrode their physical bodies.

After studying for a while, Lin Shan, who had gained nothing, turned his head and looked at Lin, who was still lost in thought.

Guess this guy's intention in bringing him here.

"What is the purpose of the 늌god's fight for the Source World fragments?"

"What is the reason why the gray mist protects the source world fragments?"

"What's the purpose of bringing me here?"

Lin Shan asked questions one after another.

Lin raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she felt that Lin Shan had a lot of questions.

After two seconds, she said.

"Purpose... there is an origin and a truth in the source world. Isn't that enough?" She asked rhetorically, and then added, "Just like you want to be extraordinary when you are an ordinary person, but you want to become extraordinary when you become extraordinary. If you want to become a god, the same principle applies. If you can master the fragments of the source world, you will have the opportunity to master nature and change from a person who follows the rules to a person who makes the rules. "

Lin Shan thought for a moment and nodded, "Enough, this is desire."

Lin nodded slightly, "The premise for desire is the inequality of resources."

"Even a beast without a brain will be unhappy because other beasts eat better. This is desire."

"Do you have the idea of ​​​​eliminating desire? You must first eliminate the entire void and then rebuild it. Also, your idea is a kind of desire."

Lin Shan looked slightly stunned, "When did I have this idea?"

"So I said 'could it be'."

Lin stood up and patted the dust on her robe.

"Then, the second question is, who are the people locked here?"

Lin Shan didn't want her to argue about these meaningless things.

"They are all seniors of all races," Lin said with a hint of complicated emotions in her tone, "Why they are here, I don't know."

Lin walked to an empty shell and stopped. She gently raised her hand and pointed at the empty shell, "Look, does this person look like me?"

Lin Shan followed her hand and found that the empty shell was surrounded by purple energy, and its face was surprisingly similar to Lin's. Although it had lost its vitality, a closer comparison revealed that it was at least eighty similar.

The empty face is as pale as paper, with deep-set eyes, and there seems to be a lot of sadness in the eye sockets. The high bridge of the nose, the slightly raised corners of the mouth, and even the arc of the eyebrows are exactly the same.

Lin Shan actually discovered this a long time ago.

Not just Lin, among them, they saw almost all the current human pioneers, including the two who disappeared a long time ago.

But that doesn't include him.

Lin's fingers gently traced the empty shell's cheek, and her fingertips touched the cold skin.

Her voice was low, "She brought me here. This is my predecessor, a part of my past."

Lin Shan's eyes narrowed slightly, "predecessor", such a familiar word.

"Your predecessor? What do you mean?"

Lin turned around and met Lin Shan's eyes.

"You should know this very well. For us, Zai, there are almost no secrets in the Gray Mist Universe. If I am willing, I can know all your information."

"It's the predecessor you know. I want to tell you now that what you know is wrong."

"We are all characters in this game."

"Each of us is a chosen chess piece, and our destiny has already been determined."

"But I don't want to play chess. I want to control my own destiny. Perhaps out of pity, she told me part of the truth." Lin stared at the empty shell next to her and said faintly, "Part of the terrible truth."

"Did you know? In the course of this gray fog or even a few ticks, many things happened in cycles."

"I don't know. If you don't mind, you can tell me." Lin Shan looked back at her.

Lin Shan had heard similar words but forgot where he heard them.

Lin looked at Lin Shan deeply and said softly, "Now, let me answer your last question - the purpose of bringing you here."

Lin Shan remained expressionless, waiting for her next words.

Lin continued, "To sum up, you should already know some basic information."

"'I am me, she is me, she is my predecessor, the me in the past, the source of me, the real me, the current me, 놙 is the performance of the predecessor, a kind of falsehood '"

Lin Shan frowned when he heard it. What is true or false? If he said that, wouldn't he be lying?

As if she understood what Lin Shan was thinking, Lin's voice was cold and firm, "If he is your predecessor as you think, then you must be false."

"But you are not, you are real, your predecessor is yourself, you are your predecessor, I am not the same as me, you are you."

Lin Shan felt a little dizzy after hearing this, but gradually understood the general situation.

Combined with what Elutia said before and the few words he heard before, Lin Shan did not immediately deny Lin's words.

He took a deep breath and asked, "How are you sure that you are not you, but I am me?"

Lin's eyes became deep, pointing to the empty shell behind, "She told me."

There was a hint of helplessness in her tone, "Although I'm a little unhappy, she gave me a chance to resist."

Lin Shan was silent for a moment, as if thinking about the authenticity of this information.

"She told me that you can open the door to the source world from this ruined palace, but you must advance to an indescribable level." There was a hint of expectation in Lin's voice.

Lin Shan showed a look of surprise, "That's why you found me and helped me? But unfortunately, I can't help you. I don't know how to open the so-called channel."

Lin did not speak, but turned around and continued walking forward for dozens of steps until she came to a position close to the five great gods.

Lin Shan followed her silently.

As I got closer, I discovered that there was a throne on the lower left side of the belt of the five great gods.

This throne is in a dilapidated state, with only its base still intact. After being vandalized, it has experienced countless years of erosion.

Lin Shan was in a daze, and countless vague memory fragments seemed to flash through his mind.

When he wanted to see these fragments clearly, he found that all the fragments seemed to be locked and could not be seen at all.

"Just as you thought," Lin's voice rang in his ears, "it was you who once sat here."

Lin Shan's eyes narrowed slightly, "I hope that's not me."

Lin continued, "She said to me, you are the one who can break free from the chains and walk out. You are the only one here who can do it."

Lin Shan was silent for a long time and then repeated, "I am not him."

Although sometimes a lot of evidence is put in front of him and many people have said the same thing to him, Lin Shan just doesn't want to believe that the person he used to be is the same person.

This was not because of stubbornness, but an almost functional reaction. He couldn't admit it, couldn't accept it, and he was inexplicably convinced that it wasn't him.

He doesn't want to be shrouded in another person's shadow.

Lin nodded in agreement, "You are indeed not him, but she told me that he is you, and you are the source of everything."

Eldiya 껩 said this.

If it was his source, why couldn't he remember it at all? Those memories that were forced into his mind were so unfamiliar.

Lin Shan's heart was filled with countless emotions that he couldn't sort out for a while.

Lin's eyes became more expectant, "I have said everything that needs to be said. As an additional reward, you can help me open the door to the source world."

Lin Shan shook his head, "I can't."

Lin expected that Lin Shan would say this, and gently pointed to a small blood groove on the remains of the throne, "As long as you drip blood here."

Lin Shan stepped forward to check and found that the blood tank was connected to the ground and penetrated deep into the underground of the dilapidated palace.

He stared at Lin. Although he was calm on the outside, his heart was already in a mess.

He knew that his blood could do some things, such as breaking the seal, but he had never opened any doors with his own blood.

Instinctively cautious, Lin Shan did not want to try easily, but this caution only lasted less than a second.

What is he cautious about?

녈Opening the door will release 눕The most ancient god slaps him to death 놌The gray mist universe?

"I would like to ask a few final questions." Lin Shan took a deep breath and said.

Lin nodded, "As long as you are willing to help me, I can ask anything."

Lin Shan took a deep breath and started asking questions.

"First question, what is your purpose of going to the Source World?"

"The purpose is to make me become the real me." Lin answered without hesitation.

Lin Shan nodded slightly and continued to ask, "Second question, if the door is really opened, will there be any negative effects? Can the door still be closed?"

"There is no negative impact if the door is opened. You can close it at any time." Lin answered casually.

Lin Shan then asked, "The third question, apart from the oral statement of the person you mentioned, do you have any evidence to prove that what you said is true?"

Lin's eyes flashed with impatience, "There is no evidence, and I have no interest in making up stories."

"The first question," Lin Shan continued to ask, "are you the only one who knows this place?"

"I have seen no less than ten people here. There are many people who know this place, but they don't come here often. The current Gray Mist Zai, there are no less than five people who know this place, and three people are here. "

Lin Shan frowned and finally asked, "The fifth question, how do I get there?"

Lin raised her eyebrows slightly, "You can go if you really want to, but you can't come in after you go, because you are no longer here. If you want to come in next time, someone else will have to bring you in."

"Okay, do you have any questions?" Lin looked directly at Lin Shan.

"No more." Lin Shan shook his head, stretched out his palm, and drops of blood floated up, slowly flying into the blood tank.

As the blood dripped in, the entire palace began to shake violently, as if something terrifying was responding to this ancient ritual.

The air around him seemed to become heavier.

On the palace floor, hundreds of blood grooves began to gather, and scarlet rays of light flowed, as if countless blood-colored rivers were running underground.

Gradually, a bright light lit up at the dilapidated palace gate, and the dazzling light almost made Lin Shan unable to open his eyes.

In the light, a magnificent light gate slowly formed.

Lin took a step forward and stood in front of the light gate. She looked back at Lin Shan and waved at him. With a trace of relief on her face, she walked into the light gate without any nostalgia.

"I have already taken care of my affairs after death. If I don't come back, the next dream master has been chosen. There will be no problem. If I am lucky, we can meet again."

"This is for you. If I am unlucky, do me a small favor."

Lin's voice echoed in the light gate and echoed in Lin Shan's ears.

Her figure gradually disappeared in the door. On the other side of the light gate, her voice continued to come, "By the way, don't enter this door now. It won't do you any good."

Lin Shan stood in front of the light gate and watched Lin's figure disappear in the light.

After the few drops of blood completely penetrated into the ground, the light gate gradually became illusory and finally collapsed.

At this time, something flew over.

Lin Shan stretched out his hand to catch it.

It was a square cube-like device.

Lin Shan probed into it with his spiritual power and immediately understood what Lin asked him to help with.

Put the cube away.

Lin Shan continued to stare at the broken throne in front of him, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

The next second, he made a strange move.

He turned around slowly and then sat down gently.

An illusory throne rose from the ground, dragging his body, making him seem to merge with this ancient palace.

He looked up and thought for several hours, and his mind kept recalling Lin's words.

As time passed, Lin Shan's figure gradually became transparent and slowly dissipated in the decayed air, as if he had never existed.

When he appeared again, he was already outside the barrier of the gray fog universe.

He stepped lightly, and the whole space seemed to be torn apart.

He instantly crossed countless distances and appeared in the core universe.

The stars flickered, and the stars in the sky illuminated the starry sky that should have been deep and dark.

Above a huge planet revolving around the big world, as soon as Lin Shan appeared, a red light shot up into the sky and flew towards him quickly.

The red light carried a strong murderous aura, as if to crush all obstacles.

The red light stopped beside Lin Shan, revealing the image of a woman in red.

Her face was as cold as frost, and her eyes were full of endless coldness.

Her whole body was shrouded in a layer of blood-red light, like a burning flame.

"Xiao An." Lin Shan looked at her.

This murderous aura was cold, not directed at him or others, but more like a layer of protection set for himself.

Zhao Xiaoan nodded slightly, her voice cold and hoarse, "You're back."

Her red clothes fluttered gently in the breeze, like pieces of blood-colored petals.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Shan asked with a slightly solemn look.

"Nothing, I should have been like this."

"You went up there?"

"Yes."

"Who took you there?"

"Lin."

"Who?"

"Dream Master."

"You can't go to the source world yet."

"I'm not planning to go."

"Well..."

"How is the human race?"

"Not bad."

"Do you know everything?"

"I just found out a while ago."

"Can you save this group of humans?"

"I'll try my best. I've left some offspring."