The beginning of the beautiful manga is a Zanpakutō chapter 1273 to create your own future (nine)
The city of a thousand pillars, which should have been in the Arabian Peninsula, actually appeared in Equatorial Guinea.
And in this strange way, he once again stepped out of the fog of history and appeared in Lord’s eyes.
Even the most discerning aesthetician will be conquered by this magnificent city, which combines ultra-modern art and a spatial structure that human beings can’t understand. It is twisted and crazy, but it also reveals a touch of weirdness. beauty.
Thousands of towering black spires dot the labyrinthine corridors.
Those mottled traces reveal a hint of the heaviness of the years, giving people an intuitive sense of oppression.
The entire city was swallowed by the huge fissures of the pitch-black mountains, like prey swallowed by a giant python, waiting to be melted by acidic gastric juices, and then completely disappear into the dust of past history.
If he hadn’t come to Guinea today, he might never have seen such a spectacular scene.
“Things are getting more interesting…”
Lord took a deep breath and grinned, “It’s well worth seeing the legendary city.”
After saying that, he stopped hesitating and walked straight to the entrance of Erem, the City of Thousand Pillars.
“Huh? Is this… hating me?”
When he was in the air, it wasn’t that strong, but the moment he stepped on this land, he sensed something was wrong.
An inexplicable chill spread to the limbs and bones, and at the same time, there was a huge, undisguised, naked malice that went deep into the bones, as if the land was rejecting him.
“Hmph, wither bug trick.”
Lord sneered and moved on regardless.
It’s okay to scare ordinary people with this trick, but if you want to use it against him, you’re thinking too much.
Huhuhuhu——
As it gets closer, a chilling wind blows from the rift.
There was a disgusting stench in the wind. It smelled like some kind of rotten smell, which caused Lord to frown, and he said in his heart that he was unlucky. .
However, complaining is complaining, the road still has to go, and Erem still has to enter.
He could only hold back his resentment and walked into the huge rift valley of the mountain. The smell of decay became more intense, and the air became more viscous, just like walking in water. Resistance is hindering progress.
As he struggled through the rift, he surveyed the mountain walls on both sides.
The black unknown rock is covered with some unseen algae and ancient fossil material resembling barnacles.
As a result, in the dimly lit environment, the black mountain walls on both sides looked like countless black eyes, staring faintly in the dark, outsiders who invaded this sanctuary.
People with dark phobia and intensive phobia, it is estimated that they can die directly on the spot when they come here.
Although Lorde does not have either of these phobias, the oxygen is thin and viscous, the light is extremely dim, the smell is extremely unpleasant, and there are such strange and impactful things, it is inevitable to feel a little uncomfortable.
With an unfavorable voice, Lord increased his speed and traversed the black rift in Shunbu.
Erem, the city of a thousand pillars, is just around the corner.
The huge corridor-style entrance, like the gate of the Yellow Springs leading to the underworld, is filled with thick fog from the inside to the outside.
Lord paused for a while before walking into the thick fog.
In front of the huge corridor-like porch, he saw something on the stone wall next to him with sharp eyes.
A closer look reveals that it is a sentence.
“It is not the dead who sleep forever,
In the mysterious eternity,
Even death itself passes away.
——Abd al-Hazraid”
“Crazy Arab poet…Abd al-Hazraid?!” Lord knew the man.
It is said that he was an Arab scholar of the Omiya Dynasty around the seventh century, who wrote an extremely evil book “Al Ajif” in Arabic, because the content recorded was too crazy and evil, so later People also call this book – “The Necronomicon”!
Those who have a relationship with the Necronomicon usually end up unhappy.
Abd al-Hazraid claimed to have seen Erem, and had recorded in the Necronomicon that there was a legend about worshipping a certain three-pillared god, but later people did not find it. He called him the ‘crazy poet’.
“No wonder he was not found in the Arabian Peninsula…”
Lord stared at the thousand-year-old text and sighed: “Because Erem is not in the Arabian Peninsula at all, but in Equatorial Guinea, just because of some special reason, he has crossed to this place. “
Abd al-Hazlaid left a message that further confirmed his suspicions.
In the depths of Erem, the city of a thousand pillars, there must be hidden information about the crack in time and space, and even traces of ‘one of the three pillar gods’.
‘Those who want to go to the temple must complete the trial’
At the cloister-style entrance, this sentence is engraved.
“Trial?”
Lord glanced at the labyrinthine corridors and had a general understanding of the so-called trials.
Probably walking out of the labyrinth, there may be some troubles along the way, and with the characters of these evil gods, he can almost imagine that the labyrinth is absolutely full of traps.
“Oh, I’m sorry.”
Lord raised his hand, made a gunshot gesture, and grinned: “I’m not here to participate in the trial, I’m here to find fault!”
As his voice fell, a javelin as huge as a light spear erupted from his fingertips.
Target…Erem, the city of a thousand pillars, the black spire at the end of the line of sight.
Two points and one line—everything connects!
Boom!
Amidst the deafening roar, the boiling and bursting Reiatsu roared.
A blue light spear pierced the air~IndoMTL.com~ With its mighty power, it cut out a tens of meters wide and a kilometer long to the center of this ancient corridor city. path of.
If there are historians here and see this scene, I am afraid they will be out of breath and have a heart attack.
This is a building complex with a history of tens of thousands of years and a super ancient civilization, but now it has been destroyed by a single blow.
Unfortunately, Lord has no such idea at all. In his opinion, this **** civilization can destroy one if it can, and save the rest to harm people.
“Ah…much happier, the air seems to be getting better.”
Lord followed the chiseled road, and Shunpo went directly through the cloister complex.
Those towering black minarets around, but at this moment, they whimpered and whispered frantically, as if they were angry and scolded loudly for his blasphemy.
Lord’s footsteps paused, his eyes swept across the spires, and he said coldly: “Noisy, please be quiet, or you will be demolished!”
Unexpectedly, his threatening words made the voices of those minarets suddenly stop.
For a time, the entire city was silent, and needles could be heard, but it was even more eerie.
At this moment, a tall werewolf walked out of a certain black spire and came straight to Lord.
“Welcome to Erem, the city of a thousand pillars, Mr. Lord.”
Different from the irritability of other werewolves, this werewolf was very calm, bowed deeply, and said in a hoarse voice like the standard aristocratic etiquette: “Please allow me to introduce myself to you, my name is Yugashi, ancestor of the ghouls.”+Bookmark+