"Escape?" Manhua asked after her.
"If gunpowder is scattered all over the place, worrying and fearing all day; afraid that it may not know when it will ignite, afraid that it may not know where Mars will emerge. Why not keep the gunpowder safe and lead a lead? If it cannot be detonated and must be detonated, then find a way to control the time it explodes. There is no way in this world to hide or protect something heavily, but skillfully using hints can control the direction and timing of its release."
Listening to this explanation, taking into account everything I just heard, I feel that there are other forces between them. That is a taboo, and it is also an expression of power.
"By utilizing the power of deep suggestion and language, we seal negative and destructive personalities behind a short sentence. When we say or hear this sentence, we will lift the ban on all things that should not exist. The accumulated dark side is completely controlled within such a key sentence, without worrying about its occasional appearance and outbreak. Such a key sentence is called 'scare text'."
Upon hearing this, the Night Demon Warrior on the side shouted and jumped up, saying, "What! Do you think that Scary Wen has such an effect?"
"So what do you think Xiaoxianwen does?" asked the aunt.
"Isn't it for being handsome? Before teaching the enemy a lesson, let's start with a threatening statement warning them to take it seriously. No matter what you think, this kind of scene is very exciting. Hehehehehehehe~" The Night Demon Xia rubbed his chin and sneered with his nose.
After listening to the explanation from the Night Demon, the old lady just shrugged and pointed at him, saying to us, "Most people in the dungeon are like the Night Demon, and the scary text is just for showing off. Because the Great Demon King mandatory in the 7th XXX command that everyone, whether inside or outside, must come up with this unique scary text before taking action seriously. Only a few people's scary texts have the function that I just explained, because evasion is the last resort, and it may not be applicable to everyone."
Does "shuai wen" refer to forgetting? I asked because using deep hints can achieve a level of forgetting. No! Perhaps sealing the memory would be a more appropriate way of speaking. But if you still remember the performance before killing, it doesn't seem like his memory is sealed, maybe there is something I still don't understand.
"Forgetting is just a manifestation of a certain degree, and some people may only control it through the use of threatening texts without reaching the level of forgetting. However, there are also some people who use threatening texts as key sentences to completely lock their memories behind hints," my aunt explained to me.
"So, what I heard about 'a girl's childhood, childhood memories...' and so on, that's what you call 'scary text'?" After listening to Lehua's words, I knew she thought of the same thing as I thought. I just realized now, should she be called a hindsight or... forget it! I always think of it.
With a surprised expression, the aunt showed a rare anxious attitude and asked, "You've also met their two siblings! Didn't anything happen, did you?"
Watching his aunt's questioning gaze turn towards the Night Demon Xia, he was stunned for a while before realizing that he was waiting for his answer. He then spoke up and said, "Basically, it's okay. But Mo Sha was quite angry at the time, not to mention before he killed him. He even read out the scary words."
"Huh~" After taking a breath, the aunt said, "Fortunately, there's nothing wrong. For people living in dungeons, the text is like a warning, and when they hear it, they can avoid it. Standing next to someone who needs to vent and being hit by the wave, there's no need to cry."
I finally have a rough understanding of the dungeon. I leaned back into the wooden bench in the library, exhaled heavily, and resolved all the depression in my chest. I understand why people in dungeons can think differently from ordinary people, simply because they have grown up in different environments and experiences.
Gathering a group of people with the same nature, when they understand each other, naturally leads to another lifestyle. And the difference in their outward personalities is precisely the way they express themselves. I think this is what is called 'taking oneself seriously'. Compared to someone like me who sways with the environment, they are indeed a group that I envy.
If I were to live in the same way as them, it would require great courage. But for them, if they don't take themselves seriously, they won't have the courage to survive. Is this fortunate or unfortunate.
Alas~I think this question cannot be answered by any living person. Only before the finish line can one make a summary for oneself. This is also the reason why Wu Ruo was able to leave with a frank smile, at least his ending still makes me envious. Just thinking about the cost gives me a feeling of hesitation.
"So..." Lehua's hesitant word pulled my attention back, and after a while, she spoke up, "... does that mean that the original intention of the XXX Demon King is good?"
"It should be like this," the aunt nodded slightly.
"If your intentions are not bad, why not live on the ground? Instead, stay in the dark and dark dungeon, a place that will make people feel disgusted and want to be destroyed."
After listening to Lehua's question, I also have some sympathy, but there is also a hint of disagreement. But the aunt still maintained her faint smile and asked, "Do you know the reasons why non human races leave behind in the dungeon?"
We all shook our heads for a question like this.
Get up and put the remaining books on the table back on the shelf. Auntie continued, "They came to the dungeon because they were persecuted and excluded by humans outside. Otherwise, races like fairies who love nature would not stay in the dark and sunless dungeon in your mouth."
Turn around and turn your back to us. Auntie walked slowly towards the door and said, "Humans cannot accept any races that surpass us in terms of mentality and rationality. How do you think they will accept people like us?"
After a pause, the aunt stopped and turned to look at us, saying, "Besides, we don't have the capital to suffer another injury. Let's go, it's time to go back home below." After finishing her sentence, she lowered her head and left.
"Bang!" The door burst open with a loud bang. Startled, I immediately looked towards the door. A man and a woman panted and looked at us in embarrassment. The equally frightened aunt also stopped in front of them.
"Anxia, do you know anyone?" asked the Night Demon Warrior behind him. Shaking my head and waving my hands, I also denied the Night Demon's question with a puzzled attitude.
Before the popularity of the two in front of him could be sorted out, the man had already spoken loudly and asked, "Are you from the dungeon?"
"Yes. Noble guests who have come from afar, you..." Before Auntie could finish speaking, the man in warrior attire and the woman in wizard attire both put their hands on the grip of their weapons and said, "Let's take it, you!"
The other party turned out to be an intruder who had broken into the dungeon, and I instinctively held onto the hilt of the sword. When I regained my senses and paid attention, I couldn't help but smile bitterly. I didn't expect that I would be thinking of helping the dungeon. But the Night Demon Warrior behind him walked forward with a surprised expression, saying, "Oh! It's really rare. You are the first people to break into the dungeon below the tenth floor and reach the thirteenth floor. I didn't expect to be able to witness this glorious moment, ah~It's so good to be alive."
Hmm... is it because I'm too anxious, or is the mental structure of Night Demon too special. It's hard to imagine when he still maintains his usual style and tone. And the other party seemed surprised by the performance of the Night Demon Warrior.
In order to regain some momentum, the soldier angrily shouted, "As early as on the first floor, we were following behind you. We followed you all the way down, waiting for the opportunity for you to relax. I didn't expect you to use a trick to get rid of us. After finally leaving that strange place, we heard people's voices as we approached here. Upon entering, it happened to be our enemy's narrow path. You should obediently take your life!"
I looked at Manhua with confusion, as she was the person responsible for paying attention to every move of the dungeon creatures before. She shrugged and said, "The Earth Eye spell used to capture many life reactions, and I noticed that there were two life reactions that continued to follow us. However, because they were still a long way from our safety, I didn't say anything. They disappeared until the eighth level, and if they didn't follow us again, I didn't care. Maybe it was them."
"Ah~So two idiots got lost on the battlefield of Yongjiang."
"Yeah! It's really tragic. But it can still come out, I'm lucky."
Listening to Lehua and the Night Demon Warrior sing together, I could only shake my head and smile bitterly. They are really in a good mood, they still have such time to mock the enemy.
And the two people in front of them seemed to carry memories from earlier, showing a look of panic and fear. I think this is also normal! Lost in the Shura path, as long as you don't pay attention, you may never have a chance to come out for a lifetime. No! Perhaps only for a relatively short period of time.
Based on my memories of passing through the Yongjiang battlefield, the struggles of various monsters and creatures inside, I have no confidence in enduring more than a meal. Unless we escape, but when can we escape? And based on my rough judgment, the two people in front of me are not strong enough. At most, it's just like me, but this is an overestimation.
But the other party's anxious expression only lasted for a while, and then they turned into a dissatisfied expression. After all, hearing the mockery of Lehua and the Night Demon Hero, normal people cannot easily forget it!
"Stop talking nonsense! Let's die!" Just as the wizard was about to pull out his long sword from his waist, she reached out her hand to stop him and said, "Wait a moment!"
"Begging for mercy? I'm sorry, the beauty trick is useless to me!"
Pointing to the surroundings, the aunt said with a slight smile, "There is no manager in this library, but that doesn't mean it has no rules, although there is only one. Look at the wall over there, isn't it a clause that says' No violent behavior inside the library '?"
Following my fingers, as my aunt said, there was a yellowed sheepskin roll with the correct words "All violent behavior is prohibited in the museum" written on it.
The two intruders who saw the same thing only showed a contemptuous look and cursed loudly, "Do you think we will believe your tricks? Don't treat us like three-year-old children!" After speaking, he immediately drew out his weapon and attacked. But what happened next once again put me in a sea of doubt.
The two rows of unorganized bookshelves sitting next to the door shook, as if trying to shake off the eternal dust on their bodies. The only few candles in the library began to flicker. Lehua beside him picked up his body, cold sweat rising from his forehead, and trembling hands tightly grasped my hem. The same situation happened to Manhua and the other party's wizard.
The dancing bookshelf stopped moving, but the chilly feeling became even more pronounced. Two black hardcover books popped out of the bookshelf and fell to the ground. In the absence of wind, the pages automatically flipped open. With the frantic flipping of the book, my tense hands involuntarily twitched.
When the book reaches its final page, but the pages seem to be suppressed by a strong wind and make a popping sound, I know that a force that no one present can resist is about to emerge. Piles of sand were blown out of the book, forming a huge humanoid shape with a dog head and a human body.
In another book, sand is also blown out and gathered into a similar humanoid shape. Just one size smaller in size and a lot more in number, and holding a double headed crescent shovel in their hands.
Amidst their roaring and howling, I searched in my mind because I had seen this kind of god before in my memory. One of the deities revered by the ancient city for a long time, Abinus, is located in the desert.
Let's not worry about us standing behind them, who are almost scared. Faced with the inexplicable Grim Reaper, those two poor adventurers may need to summon their lifelong courage to use it at this moment. But obviously, their existing courage is still slightly lacking.
Amidst the roar, two intruders fell to the ground. The army of the Grim Reaper roared and threw their crescent shovels towards the adventurers. In the air, crescent shovels turn into snakes, tightly entwining adventurers who have lost their courage to fight.
The Death Army, who had completed the task, returned to the book, and Abinus only then took two or three steps forward. I was shouting an unknown language in my mouth, and only the last sentence did I understand a bit. It's like saying, "Don't disturb the library..."
Then, the automatically opened door seemed to facilitate Abinus kicking the two adventurers out with one kick. And this revered god of death also lifted its noble right foot, 'sending' these two adventurers out.
When everything came to an end, the Grim Reaper Abinus returned to the book and automatically returned to the shelf, I nervously released my numb right hand. The Night Demon Warrior approached with a smirk on his face and asked, "Auntie, what should these two do? I think they're still alive."
"Ah~Take it back. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good to leave it here. There are also many carnivorous beasts and clawed monsters in the dungeon," said the aunt helplessly, shaking her head.
Calm down well, I recall everything that just happened. The Night Demon Hero also seemed to notice something unusual about me and asked with a smile, "Why, if you have any questions, just tell me. It's quite uncomfortable to keep it in my mind. Ask me, I don't know how to eat people."
Why did what happened earlier happen? Why did Abinus appear in this world? I asked in confusion.
As they walked towards the bookshelf by the door, the Night Demon Xia carefully pointed to the two books that had just flown out and explained, "Don't touch them casually, just look at the book covers."
"Desert Death God - Abinus" and "Abinus' Army". The concise title of the book is puzzling, but it is the power of the head in the book. Why do the characters in the book title come out? Why would they guard the only rule of the library? I only have such doubts in my heart, and my aunt has already approached us.
"The character chronicles of ancient libraries are located on two rows of bookshelves next to the door, which are responsible for guarding the library. As for why there is such a power, we do not understand. We only know not to disturb their sleep and violate the library's rules. Today, it happens to be Abinus' turn to be in charge."
There are so many incredible things in this library that I don't know what to ask. But remembering the relaxed demeanor of Night Demon Warrior and Auntie just now, I unconsciously asked, why do you seem to know that this kind of thing would happen?
"Hehe~" The Night Demon Knight chuckled twice and said to me, "The War Hammer of the Ice God of War, Tyr, is not easy to endure. No matter how stupid I am, I have to learn this. But others are very smart to learn from me, so no one in the dungeon is foolish enough to cause trouble in the library."
Staring blankly at the Night Demon, he tried to organize what he had just said with his confused mind, but it seemed to be in vain. Meanwhile, I also noticed that the six legged dog had just returned from a walk outside the door. Sitting next to the fallen adventurer, panting and spitting on the fire.
On the way back, three women were chatting happily. Looking at their relaxed expressions, I also smiled slightly.
Misunderstandings always arise from not understanding the beginning and end of things. When one can judge something as a third party, their actions will be vastly different. But people always cannot easily position themselves in the position of a third party. Even myself, I guess so. If I hadn't met Wuruo, I couldn't have imagined how I would react when I first met the people in the dungeon.
When everything was clear and I let go, I couldn't think of any reason to be hostile or hostile towards everyone in the dungeon. They are companions worthy of peaceful coexistence, but how can they tell the world such a fact. One person can persuade, but a group of people will always only give me a headache. In such thoughts, I still have a bit of resentment in my heart. Perhaps this is the answer I am looking for next.
After getting off the Japanese car and entering the special space on the 34th floor through the mirror corridor, Night Demon Xia handed over the Japanese car and the two people on board to others for handling.
A memorable appearance caught my attention in the alien residences spoken of by the residents of cities such as Yema. Although my understanding of dungeons may not have surprised me too much, seeing a well built woman with a pair of bat wings and sheep like sharp horns still made me hesitate for a while... Isn't that a demon! There's even this in the dungeon!
I nudged the Night Demon with my elbow and cast a questioning gaze, asking, "Is there a demon in the dungeon too?"?
With a puzzled expression on his face, the Night Demon Hero looked at his aunt and gestured. The Night Demon Hero walked up to him and asked, "distinguished guests from afar, may I know what's going on in the dungeon?"
Revealing its sharp tiger teeth and responding with a sweet smile, the demon said, "Do you know where the Apollo instructor has gone?"
The old lady standing in front walked forward and said, "Apollo lecturer? Ah! Is the sun god? Someone should also go down to find it, and it will also attend the banquet later. I don't know if you are..."
"Luoshen. Luoshen... Beier Zibass, a student of Apollo, an honorary lecturer in thermodynamics at Double Two University. It was he who called me over. Hello."
"Hello..."
"Ah! Luoshen, you're here."
The sun god Apollo, who came from behind, sat inside the opened humanoid iron block to cut off the mother's words. After a conversation between the two of them, one god and one demon, Apollo turned his head and said to his aunt, "Let's first go to the 35th floor and find a vegetable field to deal with the Japanese cars. We will come back later during the banquet."
"Mmm! Please wait a moment, what happened on the 61st floor?" asked the aunt.
"Oh! I detected the veins of the secret silver mine, and no wonder Iridium Wadi and his team broke a bunch of pickaxes. I went up to inform the dwarves. Although the amount extracted was probably not much, it was enough for them to be happy for a moment. I stopped by the vegetable field and found out it was from the Japanese car. After that, I notified the Luo God to bring some special tools over."
Secret Silver! Secret silver and refined gold are undoubtedly the best weapons and armor materials on the continent, and can even surpass most magical weapons without the need for magical attributes. Combined with the craftsmanship of the dwarves, it is simply a coveted item for adventurers. Although the craftsmanship of underground dwarves is not inferior to that of dwarves, the technical cooperation between dwarves and fairies has a considerable history and experience, which is something that underground dwarves cannot match Oh my goodness! I can't describe it any further. When I hear the word "secret silver", it's like placing a treasure at level B or above in front of me. My gentle heart started beating rapidly again.
The conversation between Aunt and Apollo came to an end, and one god and one demon left my sight before and after. Suppressing my desires and taking a quick breath, I asked what was the relationship between the demon and Apollo just now?
Auntie just shook her head and smiled without answering. The Night Demon said, "Didn't that demon say she was a student of Apollo?"
How can gods be with demons, and even have relationships with students and teachers? I am asking after you.
"Who knows, I've also encountered this kind of thing for the first time. Let's ask them later at the banquet."
Gods... and demons? I pondered on the connection between them, and my thoughts naturally intertwined with the top ten incredible dungeons. Because it is implicit, I think there must be a connection between them.
Assuming that the Yellow Spring channel at the entrance implies that this is a different world; The wonder of stalactites represents the beautiful natural surface of the underground world; And Dragon Cave is the starting point of Dungeon City.
According to the Night Demon, anyone who enters the time barrier at will will be 'frozen'. Because the time inside is stagnant, or rather chaotic, people cannot survive inside... no! It should be said that the so-called 'survival' is meaningless. So the two barriers, the dark barrier and the time barrier, respectively negate the light and time that the outside world is accustomed to.
The third ancient library, which was buried in mystery, was excavated by the residents of the dungeon through fate. It can be seen as a hint forgotten by history. What history does it hide? This is worth pursuing and discussing.
There are also three worlds in the Six Realms of Reincarnation, namely Hell, the Hungry Ghost Realm, and the Shura Realm known as the Eternal Frontier. They respectively display spaces that belong outside of the human world, filling the gaps brought by death in the human world with continuous parts, and establishing the complete circle of life and death.
So what about here? What is the significance of the 34th layer? Is it just a night demon or what they call a different dimensional residence? Where the hell is this? Why can the residents of dungeons communicate with the gods Countless questions are once again hovering in my heart.