Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 302: Floating Island

Everything turned into flatness and no height. Fang Xiu felt like a paper man and Rost Joel, the wind crow, was traveling on a long scroll of dark comics.

"This is the shadow world. Our great Fengchao clan is a mythical species walking in the shadow world and controlling the existence of shadows." Fengchao Rostjol let out a signature strange laugh, but in Fang Xiu's eyes, it now turned into a strange appearance, with its movements not continuous, just like an incoherent movement of a marquee lantern.

"Follow me closely and go out immediately after opening the exit!"

This perspective is extremely bizarre, and all kinds of incredible wonders and one-sided scenery continue to pour into Fang Xiu's eyes. Fang Xiu could see thousands of pictures from unknown worlds and devoted himself to his spiritual will.

Fang Xiu roughly understood what the concept of cross-border travel in the shadow world is. If the portal is like cross-border teleporting from a one-dimensional level, then the cross-border travel in the shadow world is to break free from the constraints of the original world from the two-dimensional level and go to another world.

The last new entrance opened again, and the light was reflected in. Fang Xiu and Feng Ya were blown up from a paper man in an instant, instantly becoming three-dimensional, and rushed in from the entrance.

This is a dark world without seeing the sun. The light emitted by the sun in the sky is actually gray. The earth is corroded, and the rich black gas turns into smoke and dust and drifts all over the sky with the wind, storming into the distance.

Even the air is filled with a foul smell, and a breath is enough to be fatal.

A gray vortex opened in the sky, and two figures fell down. Fang Xiu finally stood on the earth of another world.

The strong wind whistled across the boundless earth, rolling up waves of dust and sand. The forests in the distance were all black, looking like wreckage after carbonization, without a single leaf. The wind blew through Fang Xiu's robe, and the black cloak shrouded outside was rushing.

The eyes in the cloak swept towards the whole world, and saw black dust falling all over the sky, filling the place with the breath of death, and the scattered ashes were like wreckage left after paper money burned.

In the distance, you can see a dilapidated city, tall and magnificent. Inside, you can see a lot of white stone buildings exposed to the dome. You can vaguely distinguish the church, bell tower, castle, and angel sculptures with characteristics above the Grand Theater. However, at this moment, the angel had already broken its wings, and the black dust dyed it gray-black, making it no longer holy and fell to hell.

There is no smell of people here. Under the dim gray sun, it is like an old photo of black and white.

"Go to that city to have a look!"

Fang Xiu walked forward with the wind crows, approaching a river. What flowed in the river was not the river water, but the black mud, blocked and accumulated together, emitting a strong odor.

In this vast and silent world, there is no trace of life.

"Haha!"

Stepping on the empty streets, a crisp echo was made, and the sound spread along the streets of the city, constantly amplifying and echoing. The quiet city finally welcomed two visitors.

This is a real large city. Some designers must have designed the overall architectural style of the city. There are also good sewage facilities underground. Most of the city is covered with stone buildings. Only in the distance should be a slum. There are some wooden buildings, divided into three or four floors, densely packed, crooked and crowded together, looking deformed but full of characteristics.

Walking further forward, Fang Xiu saw a place that was supposed to be the Fountain Square, with corpses piled up like hills. The corpses had long been weathered and all turned into mummies.

The mummies are dense, probably not less than ten thousand. The death is terrifying and miserable, and it looks extremely cunning.

Fang Xiu noticed that there seemed to be various races among the corpses, some looked like humans, some looked like elves, some were more than three meters tall, and they were more like monsters. Some looked like demons in the mountains and sea realms, with obvious beast characteristics and tails or.

However, the most common ones are races that are similar to humans but are much smaller in size, and adults are only 1.34 meters tall.

"It's been a few decades at least, and there seems to be a plague, but before the corpses have started burning, something broke out, and everyone began to flee the city in a collapse."

Fang Xiu carefully checked the corpses around the square and obtained the information he wanted from them.

Wind Crow Rost Joel also looked at everything around him in shock: "This plane is dying, how could this happen? If the plane dies, then the life and all the gods in this plane will step into death with them."

"Where is this?"

Fang Xiu knew that there were three planes left, but at this moment he didn't know which plane he entered. However, the world has decayed to this extent, and it is likely to be the so-called giant plane. This is the next plane closest to the collapse of the three planes.

Fang Xiu followed the wind crow and walked across every corner of the city, with corpses everywhere. Logically, this situation would attract a large number of scavengers and wild dogs and jackals, but not, even monsters and evil spirits were unwilling to get close to the city.

A strange curse of death envelops the city.

However, what made Fang Xiu happy was that it was different from the divine realm of the storage god that fell into the heaven before. At that time, the people inside evacuated in an orderly manner, and most of the things were moved away. Everything in this city was still left. Fang Xiu also saw a magic crystal tower, just like the energy tower in Weigang City, used to collect overflowing emotions, and the power of faith turned into magic stones. It seemed that this practice had become the norm in another world.

The large libraries in the city are densely packed with books, which must have recorded a lot of things Fang Xiu wanted to know, but Fang Xiu did not understand the text here because there were no living creatures. It was impossible for Fang Xiu to use psychic techniques to read the language of the other party’s race.

"It's such a pity, but put it away first, you will definitely meet a living person later."

Fang Xiu borrowed the mail bag with huge space capacity of Wind Raven Rost Joel, poured all the books in the library into a huge mountain of books. Whether it is useful or not, this is a treasure and wealth left over from another civilization.

"You can borrow it, but there are things I like in it, and it belongs to me." Seeing Fang Xiu searching for a lot of money, Wind Crow Rostjoll was also extremely jealous and flew everywhere in the city, wanting to search for the toys he wanted.

"Okay!" Fang Xiu knew the character of this Fengcao Rost Joel. He was like a child, and liked those strange and useless things.

Fang Xiu also found a large number of sealed items under a church of gods, such as the flesh and blood of strange creatures, evil alchemy props, and the summoning books of the undead. Fang Xiu also packed them together and took them away.

In addition, there is an alchemist workshop in the city, with an alchemist platform that is more than ten meters high and strange alchemy props, which also attracted Fang Xiu's attention.

Fang Xiu discovered that this place was simply a huge treasure house. He wandered around and searched everywhere, and in a short while, he filled the bag of Wind Crow Rost Joel.

"It seems that the preparation is still insufficient! I have to find a way to bring a big space prop next time."

Fang Xiu stood in front of a potion shop, and the sign was filled with black and gray falling at his feet. The glass of the shop was broken, revealing the empty shelves inside. He sighed and sighed that the alchemy shop was actually an alchemy prop, which was very valuable for reference. If possible, Fang Xiu wanted to pack it and take it away.

"ah!"

At this time, Rost Joel, a wind crow flying everywhere in the city, suddenly turned back and screamed in a hurry.

"In the sky! In the sky... something fell down!"

Fang Xiu raised his head and looked at the sky. He immediately saw a violent storm hanging in the dark sky, as if something had broken through the dark clouds and landed.

But in a moment, the thing bombarded the thick black clouds and turned into a huge fireball and fell down. The fireball covered the sky and blocked the entire sky.

"What is this?"

Fang Xiu was also shocked. This thing looked like the moon fell from the sky, and it was so large that it was beyond imagination.

The fireball carried flames and passed by Fang Xiu's head slanted, and the air was ignited, and large tracts of flames fell into the city, igniting a raging fire.

The huge fireball crashed into the ground diagonally, smashing a large pit in a radius of hundreds of miles on the ground, causing hundreds of miles of smoke and dust.

The whole earth swayed together, and a violent earthquake spread violently. Fang Xiu felt that the city under his feet seemed to be rising suddenly, and large areas of buildings collapsed, and the earth also pulled out huge gaps.

"Floating City?" Fang Xiu stood in the ruins and looked into the distance. He suddenly thought of something and was very excited. He had always liked the floating city in another world very much, but he had never seen it.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next