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An accident woke up the gray-haired man from his never-ending slumber.
He slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was a huge crystal that exuded a dim light.
This huge crystal grew upside down in mid-air, and the lower part was submerged in the ceiling. The gray-haired man looked towards the ceiling and found that the so-called "ceiling" was made up of countless tree roots intertwined and coiled together.
And those tree roots have been intertwined and coiled, forming a huge pillar behind him, and the tree root chair that resembles a throne on which he sat.
There were tree roots extending from these thrones, piercing through his limbs, and tightly entangled him on the throne made of tree roots, but it was incredible that he didn't feel any pain.
These tree roots entwining his limbs have long been decayed and fragile. With a little force from the gray-haired man, these tree roots were separated and turned into pieces.
After breaking free from the shackles of the tree roots, there were several wounds pierced by the tree roots on the man's limbs, but no blood flowed out of these circular wounds, only pitch black darkness.
Under the influence of an inconceivably weak force, the wounds on the man's limbs gradually healed and returned to normal. His shriveled body gradually swelled up, and his appearance returned to normal. However, he himself felt an inexplicable feeling Feeling of emptiness.
His body is like an empty shell. It looks glamorous on the outside, but almost all the inner things have been lost.
Inexplicably, the gray-haired man had such a realization.
He held on to the armrest of the Throne of Tree Roots, slowly got up, and slowly walked down the stairs. When his feet stepped on the bottom floor, he suddenly felt that he had guessed something, and he crushed it , made a crisp sound.
He raised his feet and found a pile of crystal fragments on the ground, which seemed to have fallen from the irregular crystal hanging upside down from the ceiling, but unlike the faintly fluorescent crystals on the ceiling, the crystal fragments on the ground These crystal shards have lost their brilliance.
He was able to wake up from eternal sleep, perhaps because the broken crystal hit his head.
"It's really unlucky, I"
He groaned while holding his forehead, and there seemed to be a faint phantom pain coming from his head.
"By the way, where is this place, and who am I?"
He walked around the room full of tree roots, but he still couldn't remember his name, but he found an upward passage on the side of the room.
The gray-haired man thought for a while, and felt that it would be useless for him to stay here, and the faint light from the crystal conveyed to him an inexplicable sense of urgency and crisis, as if someone was urging him to move towards Like going in a certain direction.
"Strange."
The gray-haired man murmured while groping for the exit:
"Could it be possible that this crystal has something to do with me before amnesia?"
He walked out along the pitch-black passage, and the surrounding darkness gradually deepened, surrounding and swallowing him, making him walk in the darkness, unable to see the room he came in, and the way out.
Now when the gray-haired man turned his head, he could only see the darkness. Even if he wanted to go back, he had no choice but to walk forward in the darkness.
As he was walking, his head bumped into something cold and hard. The gray-haired man groped in front of and beside him, and suddenly found himself in a small, dark and cramped space.
He pushed forward hard, exerting all his strength, and finally pushed the thing in front of him to the ground.
boom!
The things pushed down by him fell on the floor, splashing a huge amount of dust, and the light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, making the gray-haired man who was extremely uncomfortable with the light close his eyes in pain.
As soon as he yelled, the raised dust penetrated from his nasal cavity into his lungs again, making the gray-haired man cough again and again.
After finally slowing down, he had time to look around the surrounding environment. At this moment, the gray-haired man was surprised to find that he actually got out of a vertical sarcophagus.
Touching the bottom of the sarcophagus behind him, he confirmed that there was no passage leading to the darkness and darkness behind him, and there were no remains of other people's bones in this sarcophagus.
In front of the sarcophagus, there was another stone tablet. The gray-haired man walked over, brushed off the dust accumulated on it, and saw the writing below.Perhaps it was the remnants of the previous memory that allowed him to recognize the text without hindrance.
"Ifan?"
He also didn't know whether this name was the name of a stranger who was buried here and had nothing to do with him, or whether it was related to him, or whether it was his original name at all.
"But I came out of this empty tomb, and I have no memory."
The gray-haired man touched the stele and murmured:
"I'm sorry, Ivan's name, just let me borrow it for a while."
The light of the outside world is actually not that strong.
I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s because of the time, but the sun in the sky is already setting, filled with an aura of twilight, and the whole world is shrouded in the last rays of the setting sun. The place where Ivan stands is a cemetery, stone tablets and sarcophagi They fell crookedly on the nearby ground. Some of the tombs were dug up, and the coffins were opened. Years without care.
Ivan looked at the decayed clothes on his body, and then at some corpses with various clothes on them in the nearby coffins, and made up his mind.
A few minutes later, he found a set of dilapidated armor and a half-torn cloak from nearby corpses.
He put on these clothes, and then walked towards the outside of the cemetery along the only path in the cemetery.
After walking for a while, there was a strange clicking sound in the nearby cemetery.
Ivan looked around vigilantly, a certain instinct sleeping in his body was just about to move, reminding him of the imminent danger.
boom!
The sarcophagi in front of Ivan were suddenly kicked open from the inside, and several bare white skeletons jumped out of the coffins.
They held a sword, gun, hammer and ax in one hand, and picked up their fallen skulls from the ground with the other hand, and placed them on their heads. At the moment when the skulls and cervical vertebrae joined together, a burst of light like that suddenly appeared in the eyes of these skeletons. A faint light like the fluorescent light on the space crystal.
Afterwards, they approached Ivan with footsteps accompanied by terrifying friction sounds. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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