The artificial rock panels with no end in sight and no gaps cover the sky, which is shocking but also brings a strong sense of depression.
The slate is covered with a layer of fluorescent moss plants, and the light emitted illuminates the magnificent city below. The light is not dark, but it is not bright, it just brings a drowsy feeling .
The gray-white stones have built tall buildings like pillars, revealing dense windows, and these tall buildings also support the rock slabs above.
The shadows of overlapping stone buildings lay along the street to the distance, but almost every building has signs of dilapidation and disrepair, peeling damage everywhere, and some even collapsed partly.
Simple and civilized, dilapidated and tall, decayed and stalwart.
is to describe the city in front of me.
Everything reveals a sense of loneliness when the prosperity is gone. The air in this world seems to be gray, and it makes people feel decadent after taking a breath.
"Thump, thump, thump!"
There were strange footsteps in the middle of the empty street, and a winged humanoid slowly approached.
Wingman Sassi is wearing a white cloak with a red sword-like symbol on it.
And some figures appeared in those buildings, whispering scatteredly from the depths of the densely packed windows, but they did not dare to show their heads.
"It's someone from the upper class, very powerful."
"Three eyes or elements?"
"It seems to be the holy spirit of the Temple of Light."
"How did the Holy Spirit come here?"
Sassi entered a building.
There is no light in the building, and the crowds inside can only be seen from the slanted shadow shining in from the door.
And the group of people inside also looked at Sassi's figure against the light in fear and fear. They had never seen such an existence as Sassi, a sky angel in the shape of a god with white wings.
That posture is powerful and holy, but it also represents danger and makes people fearful.
Sassi knew that the people here lived in tribes and families. They lived in buildings, foraging for food and anything of value in the wilderness outside, or fishing from the water left by the upper canals. , Occasionally, merchants who come down from the upper level will collect what they have and trade with them.
They lived in the most civilized city in the past, but lived a life like savages.
Sassi looked at the leader among the crowded crowd: "Have you heard of the prayer meeting?"
Sassi took out a bag of flour from the storage ring and handed it to these people: "Tell me useful news, this is yours."
The leader looked at the sack of flour longingly, but he didn't know whether he dared not deceive such a powerful existence, or he dared not offend the prayer meeting that the other party said, so he finally shook his head and said.
"I haven't heard of it."
Sassi didn't ask any more questions, and left directly.
But before he left, he left the bag of flour behind. As soon as he left, the people behind cheered excitedly, as if this bag of ordinary flour was something extraordinary.
In the dark alley, Sassi was quietly waiting for something.
With the fluorescence on the artificial rock slab above his head extinguished, he leaned against the wall and took out an old dream radio, and slowly turned the mechanical dial.
"Da da da da da da!"
Along with the sound of the mechanical turntable, there was also a strange noisy sound coming from inside, as if someone was talking inside the prop, but only intermittently.
This dream radio is very rare. It is said that it is a prop made by an ancient civilization nearly ten thousand years ago. It was made by a powerful profession called an alchemist. They made the inexhaustible daily necessities of ancient civilization. They Once the alchemy workshop is opened, it can continuously produce what people want.
The dream broadcaster props in Sassi's hands still applied to the Temple of Light. These exquisite props can no longer be manufactured, and they can only be repaired by collecting parts if they are broken.
However, there are more and more broken ones, and now, there are not many in the temple, but some props with simpler and rougher structures can be kept forever.
The sound gradually became clearer, and Sassi stopped and put his ear on the machine to listen.
"Judge Sassi, seems to have found traces of the Prayer Society on the 962nd floor."
"The Prayer Society has found the entrance to the world of the gods. We must find a way to find them and figure out how they entered the world of the gods.?.
"What is it for?"
Sassi took a look, it was a metal object with a few beads inside.
He held it in his hand and looked at it over and over again, thinking for a long time before finally speaking.
"Maybe it's a photo camera."
Sanna was very curious: "What kind of baby is it?"
Sassi nodded: "It is very precious. It is a prop made by an ancient alchemist. It can store the current picture and play the past picture."
Sanna was very excited: "Can you see the pictures left by the previous people in there?"
Sassi said: "It depends on whether the previous people have taken pictures."
Sassi also has some expectations.
He fiddled with it for a long time before finally turning on the picture in the video recorder and projecting it out.
A beam of light was suddenly projected overhead, startling both Sassi and Sanna, and then they couldn't help laughing.
After straightening the light and projection.
What caught my eye was the name of a movie called "Us" and a city under the sun.
Sanna stared at it for a long time: "When is this?"
Sassi was also stunned: "This is an ancient civilization from 10,000 years ago."
They also did not expect to see the world ten thousand years ago.
They saw trains running across the land, and also saw densely packed airships take off and land.
They saw the bustling city and all the people living under the sun.
They saw a wide variety of goods in large stores, and the streets were full of shops.
People laughed and walked under the sun, holding newspapers and talking about the past and future, and talking about the starry sky above their heads.
And in the dark and lonely city ten thousand years later.
Two solitary figures sat in front of the only lit bonfire in the city, staring intently at the bustling world in the film, showing the same longing eyes.
Sanna held her chin as if she wanted to stick her head into the picture, and said enviously: "Wow, the ancient people are so happy!"
Sassi also raised the corners of his mouth slightly, expressing his agreement: "Yes, the ancient people are so happy!"
Even just looking at the world in the picture makes people feel happy.
Sanna said: "Did the people from the Order of the Undead want to activate the power of this magic obelisk after seeing these images? Could it be that they want to reproduce the former world?"
Sassi looked into Sanna's eyes: "Some of the madness comes from overly enthusiastic expectations and the bottom line of giving up completely."