Chapter 687: The Secret of the Relic

It was a section of transparent crimson crystal, which was very similar to the magic core in the labyrinth ruins, and it was also a vertical spindle. It's just that the volume is much smaller, only about half the height of a person.

But when Elena drilled into the secret room, she found that its back had changed shape, from a soft and smooth arc to a sharp right angle. If you look down from the top of the relic, it looks like a quarter of a circle cut by a cross.

Like the magic power core, it is suspended in mid-air without any support, and this alone is enough to prove its extraordinaryness.

Is this thing that decides the fate of mankind?

While Elena was full of doubts, there was also a surge of dissatisfaction with the gods.

According to Pasha, no one knows how it appeared in front of everyone, and from the moment it appeared, it has been firmly connected with the fate of mankind. Without it, all men, witches and mortals, would die in an instant. In order to protect the inheritance, countless people fought bloody battles and died on the battlefield against the devil. But the gods never gave them any instructions, as if they just silently admired all this until the final winner was born.

This trick is simply disgusting.

"Are you ready?" Zoe asked, "Don't let go of your energy when carrying the relics, and don't try to connect with the gods. Remember how Pasha told us?"

"Don't worry, I remember." Elena nodded, "I'll count to three, how about it?"

The other party made a "success" gesture.

"Three, two, one..." The two held the relic at the same time and walked out slowly. It can obviously float in the air by itself, but it is not as light as a goose feather. When Elena touched it, she felt her arm sink for no reason, and even the body of the God's Punishment Army felt extremely strenuous.

If it wasn't for Pasha's warning, she would have thought that the consciousness she had lost for hundreds of years had returned.

This "effort" is mental.

The relic is trying to connect with them.

Elena shook her head, intending to get rid of distracting thoughts, but suddenly thought that she couldn't let go of her mind—in this case, she had to think wildly.

Can think of what is better? Men... or food... or soft beds?

A voice suddenly entered her mind,

What are you looking at? No, not right! Elena's eyes widened, who is talking? Could it be the relic itself?

She turned her head to look at Zooey, only to find that his eyes had lost their luster, like a shell without a soul.

Damn, what the hell is going on? Pasha never said that such an accident would happen!

Let her out!

The voice gradually changed, from the hoarse voice at the beginning to a soft female voice, and Elena couldn't even tell whether it was the relic talking to her, or she was talking to herself.

take her out?

For a moment, Pasha's exhortation flashed in her mind.

But she can't just watch Zoe dissipate, a body that has completely lost its soul won't last long, she must pull Zoe back!

Is it okay to just look at the relic?

Elena took a deep breath and stared straight at the crimson crystal.

The outline of the latter twisted, and then a darkness enveloped her. When her vision returned to normal, she found that the world around her had completely changed.

It was an indescribably empty hall, infinitely high and infinitely far away. The dome was a deep starry sky and a huge red moon. The magic power on the surface of the red moon was like boiling lava. Four giant paintings quietly fell down, surrounding her in the middle.

Whether it is the main hall, the red moon or the picture scroll, they all give people a sense of grandeur. Although Pasha had heard of such an incredible scene, it was the first time for Elena to witness it with her own eyes.

"Zoe! Where are you?" she yelled.

But no one answered her.

Apart from the picture scroll, there is nothing in the hall.

She forced herself to calm down and cast her eyes on the scroll.

However, after only one glance, Elena felt cold sweat break out from her back—someone in the painting was also watching her!

One of them was a devil in exquisite armor, its pupils were frighteningly red, stood up from the throne, and walked towards her step by step.

The other painting is a huge eyeball. What makes people shudder is that there is not only one pupil in the eyeball, but several pupils blooming at the same time, arranged in a triangle, and each one is like a big mouth that chooses someone to eat .

She couldn't help but took two steps back, and said to herself, this is just a moving painting, there is nothing to be afraid of.

However, this thought only lasted for less than a breath.

I saw six or seven black tentacles suddenly protruding from the two scrolls, rushing straight at her - each tentacle has a tiny palm at the front end!

Before Elena could react, she was caught!

The tentacles dragged her back and forth, refusing to give in to each other, as if they regarded her as a rare trophy, while Elena, who was hanging in the middle of the two paintings, felt as if her body was about to be torn apart, and the unbearable pain made her scream speak out.

Wait... Pain?

Only then did she realize that she had returned to the appearance of a witch.

Unexpectedly, the last experience before she died was actually being pulled in two. Elena felt severe pain constantly hitting her mind, and her consciousness became blurred. died.

However, the scene in the third painting seems to be somewhat different.

She saw the body of the God's Punishment Army she picked fell to the ground, and Zoe was dragging her towards the secret door...

What's going on, isn't she integrated into the relic at all?

At this moment, the hall suddenly fell apart, the red moon, the scroll and the tentacles all disappeared without a trace, and the long-lost pain was also interrupted... Elena blinked her eyes before realizing that she was back again. In the library.

"Is this...a dream?"

"What's the dream? You're really pissing me off," Zoe said through gritted teeth. "What did Pasha tell you before? Don't connect with the gods! I emphasized it to you at the beginning!"

"But I saw you lost your mind..."

"I also saw you being swallowed up by the relic!" She interrupted angrily, "It's just an illusion created by the gods! If I hadn't dragged you out of the room, I'm afraid you would have been trapped in it forever. "

Elena couldn't help but think of the devil, the giant eye, and those tangible tentacles in the huge picture scroll... Are they all illusions made by gods? She faintly felt something was wrong—Pasha hadn't really touched the relic, and it's normal that she didn't mention it, but she personally felt everything displayed in the relic. That's not fantasy at all, and it has nothing to do with gods. The moment she noticed the person in the painting, the person in the painting also noticed her.

"What's next?" Betty interrupted.

"Follow me with someone else," Zooey said with a final glance at Elena, "The prayer room has been broken, we have to move the relics into the god stone box as soon as possible, otherwise those all-pervasive evil beasts should come to the cave Looking for us."