A gray-black wall gradually appeared on the ground in front, blocking the front of the abyssal tornado like the Great Wall. The wall is endless, with a gauze-like white light spitting upward. Through the white light, you can clearly see the low and dark tornado on the other side slowly turning.
Angele looked around and saw that under the wall, the surrounding wind and sand were much smaller, and he could clearly see the directions on both sides far away.
The wall is more than five meters high, extending to both sides into the gray-black sand. There is only a low rumble in the sky, like the sound of rolling boulders, which is the sound of a tornado on the other side of the black wall.
Angelet could see at a glance that there was almost no end in sight around the wall.
With a thought in his heart, he began to move rapidly along the left side. For several minutes, a black building embedded in the wall finally appeared on the wall. The building looked like a mountain-shaped gate, and there was a well-maintained dark stone road in front of the door.
Angelet landed gently in front of the door. On both sides of the door, there were two giant black and purple eagle sculptures fluttering their wings. The stone sculpture, which is more than two meters high, is full of fine honeycomb-like holes.
Angele walked over and touched it. It was smooth and cold, and the stone was very hard. It should be made of the same material as the stone slab under his feet.
Walk forward along the stone road and stand in front of the dark round arch of the mountain-shaped building. The building has three spiers arching high, and the white light gauze sprayed upward is much brighter than the surroundings.
There are actually four symmetrical square windows visible on the wall of the building, with faint lights flickering inside.
Angelet's expression moved slightly. "There are actually people stationed here?" He strode into the arch and entered a black hole-shaped passage.
In a dry, circular ash pond that was blocked in front of the passage, a black mermaid girl held a silver water bottle and tilted it slightly, but no trace of water flowed out.
There is a black stone door on the left and right sides of the passage, with white patterns of the moon and the sun engraved on the doors.
What surprised Angele even more was that there was a faint sound of a harp coming from inside the door, as if someone was playing and singing.
A clear male voice came from inside the door, intermittently. It was a language that even Angele couldn't understand.
After looking around, Angele walked to the left and knocked on the moon door.
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The stone door slowly opened, revealing the bright yellow light inside.
Angelet shuddered as black smoke enveloped his whole body. After a moment, the black smoke dissipated. He returned to his original human form and strode in.
Inside the door is a U-shaped hall. There are a few wooden counters scattered in the hall. Behind the counter stands a yellow-skinned man with pointed ears, who seems to be a waiter.
There are several black stone tables in the empty space in the middle of the hall, and some creatures with unusually strong auras sitting around them are drinking and chatting.
Only two of these creatures are human beings. Others include a black rhinoceros with two heads, a huge silver eagle covered in blood-red armor, and even a humanoid creature with a lobster head and a six-armed monster that looks like a demon.
??The characteristics of all these creatures have one thing, that is, strength.
Angelet just came in, closed the door with his backhand, and just glanced around the entire hall. I actually saw three creatures above the Dawn Wizard.
"Ascetic monk?" This term suddenly flashed in his mind.
The proportion of wizards in the central region is frighteningly high, and naturally there are some shocking top-level experts among them. Most of these experts actually go on adventures to explore the mysteries of time, space and the world in order to become stronger.
This is also the purpose of ancient wizards, although the ancient wizards were almost completely destroyed because of this purpose. But there are not a few who admire the spirit of exploration of ancient wizards. These strong men are unwilling to waste their lives fighting for power and enjoying sex. Instead, they explore and travel around, constantly strengthening themselves and climbing to higher peaks.
These strong creatures are not afraid of pain, and the pursuit of power is their only desire. It's just that you can only encounter them in extremely harsh environments. In order to hone themselves, almost all of these people have abnormal will and consciousness.
At this time, under the dim candle light in the hall, in addition to the strong men sitting around, there was also a man playing and singing the harp sitting beside an oval flower pot. He suddenly stopped singing and smiled at everyone.
"Welcome to the Hotel, new guy." The man has short silver hair and a handsome face. His eyes have no pupils, but each has a red and blue vortex. He wore an extremely heavy black metal armor, like a humanoid mecha. The sharp points of the armor were still a dark red color soaked in blood, and slight wear and claw marks could be seen in some places. The most important thing is that he speaks the purest Byronic, a language that Angelet can understand.
"Oh?"Have two new people arrived within the past year? It¡¯s really rare. "A bald man with a big red beard shouted loudly behind the counter, "Outsider, are you here to hunt or to hone yourself? "The bearded man took a deep drink from a yellow wooden cup.
For a moment, all eyes in the hall were glanced at Angelet. Except for the bearded man and the harp man, everyone else looked away and resumed the conversation.
"Me?" Angelet was stunned for a moment, "I'm here to study and collect some things." He walked to the bearded counter with a polite smile on his face.
"Research?" The bearded man shook his head speechlessly, "This is the Gate of the Abyss, not a place for children to come and play house. My child, you chose the wrong place."
"What do you say?" Angelet smiled and threw out a medium magic stone. "Give me a drink too, thanks.
The bearded man put away the magic stone with a smile, picked up the wine bottle and cup from the counter behind him, and started pouring wine. "The gate of the abyss means closing the gate of the abyss. Entering from here is the area of ??the abyss storm. There are endless terrifying abyss monsters. If there were not defensive relics left by ancient wizards here, the whole world might be destroyed. The monsters inside have taken over." The bearded man put the wine glass in front of Angelet with a bang.
The yellow wine splashed from the cup onto the table, exuding a strong aroma of wine.
Angelet picked it up and took a sip, and a hot smell of wine suddenly entered his mouth. "What a strong drink! Why haven't I heard of this place in the middle before?"
With a bang, the handsome man who had just been playing the piano sat on the right side. His heavy arm armor hit the counter without making a hole.
"Central China? Are you from Central China?" The man gently rubbed the silver harp in his hand. "Have you never heard of this place? Haha, it's normal for those weak guys not to mention us. Think about it, it's been almost two hundred years since I came here. Time flies so fast! I thought I was just an ordinary person back then. The third-level wizard is now at the dawn level."
"I think that when those old men who could transform were still here, the environment here was not so bad. The scope of the abyss storm was not so large, but" the bearded man took a sip of wine and shook his head, "I have survived here. After working for many years, I have become bearish on everything, Feimora, if Golin is still here, he may be able to prevent the abnormal changes here."
The handsome man stroked the harp and shook his head slightly: "Let him let the past go. It is useless to talk about it now. The teacher's decision will not be changed by anyone."
"More than a thousand years" Angelet's eyes twitched, and he had a vague feeling that this was no ordinary place. The bearded old man who could change shape suddenly made him have a bad association.
¡°Big Beard, is the shape-shifting old man you¡¯re talking about the kind of old man who likes to transform into various animals and like to peek?¡± He interjected.
"You know him?" The big red bearded man glanced at Angelet in slight surprise. "But the people you can find here are not trash. It doesn't matter if you know one or two. Yes, those old men really like to peek." His face twitched a few times, as if he had a past that he couldn't bear to look back on. "They are also the guardians of this world. This is not a secret here."
"Okay, don't talk so much, let's talk about you. New here, you are still young, why would you end up in such a ghost place?" The harp man Femora looked at Angelet with interest.
Angelet looked closely and discovered that the skin on his face was covered with fine lines and scars. These were the scars caused by too many healing spells. This phenomenon only occurs when the hands are used too many times in one area.
Especially when the pair of red and blue eyes stared at Angele, Angele actually trembled slightly and felt a hint of danger.
His current humanoid strength is almost at the fifth level, and he actually feels a hint of danger from this Femora. It is obvious that the opponent's strength is close to the fifth level.
"Tell me about me? What do I have to say? But I just came here out of curiosity and wanted to study the abyss storm." Angelet took a sip of wine noncommittally.
Ding!
Feimola's fingertips lightly traced the harp: "Do you really know where this place is?" He looked at Angelet with a half-smile, "You can't get in here from normal ways. On the ground, you can only get in from between dimensions. You can only enter the black passage through the door, and you can reach the abyss gate by following the black road. Without level five strength, you can only pass sideways from the outer edge of the abyss storm, and you can't even withstand the gravity of the surrounding wind and sand."
Angelet was slightly shocked, recalling that he actually flew down for so long before landing, and he vaguely understood something. He glanced carefully at the two people in front of him. "Is this the place inside the storm?"?? "
"Dang Dang Dang You guessed it right!" Feimora chuckled softly, "Our place is actually a forgotten place. Maybe you are the strongest person of the era, maybe you are an exile from other worlds, or Or a real criminal in the local world. There are not so many rules here, all you need is strength!" He bent his index finger and flicked Angelet.
An invisible airflow hit Angelet's shoulder accurately, and was immediately blocked by a layer of dark red halo.
"This is one of the pinnacles of the entire world." The bearded man chuckled on the side, "It's very easy. It's not like the kid last time who was killed by Femora with just one finger. He was so weak that he might as well die here. It¡¯s better to have it in your own hands.¡±
Angelet smiled, knowing that the finger he just pointed was a test of strength, so he was not angry. He picked up the wine glass and drank slowly. Listen to the bearded man introduce some common sense to him.
"Strong men from any region can come here. As long as you can pass through the gravity of the storm, pass through the ground, and go down from the twisted space in the storm, you can reach the depths at the bottom of the storm, which is where we are, the Desperate Hotel. Why? It¡¯s called a desperate situation because of the danger here.¡± (To be continued)