The Modern Age of the Mysterious

v2 Chapter 687: don't take it too seriously

Are you climbing up? Sean felt in a trance as if he was lying on the ground and crawling forward. Binon confuses his sense of orientation.

If I'm really crawling, what a strange "earth" it is, with so many potholes for no reason, and each pothole is a huge mouth, speaking angrily to the sky.

"...Maybe it is, but..."

"...Later, even I couldn't tell my own..."

"...No, you don't understand what I mean at all..."

All mouths are busy expressing and want to be noticed.

"...Sean, what are you doing, Sean?"

Sean looked up in shock, and saw a lip with a black beard in front of him, and a mole on the edge of his mouth. It looked like his father's mouth, calling out to him.

"William?" Sean blinked in disbelief.

"Look at what you look like?" That's right, it was his voice that came out of the giant mouth, "Whatever you do is terrible, you never know your responsibility..."

"I'm **** over a wall full of mouths, William." Sean grabbed a fat lower lip and pulled himself up, saliva dripping, the mouth screamed in pain, "Stop hating me!"

William was still chattering, and Sean found that he had nowhere to turn, so he could only...

He put his foot on William's mouth, turning his accusation into a muffled mumble.

"Then who is right..." Sean struggled to grab the next lip, "What the old man should do is to control the desire to criticize the young."

"And what young people should do is to keep moving forward and tell the talkative people to go away." He stepped on the mouth, and with a place to exert strength, he could continue to climb.

William's voice was lost in the din.

When he looked up again, he saw something absurd. A pair of child's legs were kicking perpendicular to the cliff face, and the child's upper body had already crawled into a giant mouth...

Sean wrapped his arms around the kid's legs and pulled him out. The boy was wearing a brand new white suit, with bright eyes, no wrinkles or stubble on his face, but Sean knew he was Moonlight.

"Can you spare me some trouble!" Sean felt dizzy when he realized that Binon was a little bit over the top.

"Xiao," the child pointed at the open mouth mysteriously, "this is a rabbit hole, and there is a treasure at the end of the rabbit hole!"

"This is an illusion caused by Binon!" As the moonlight narrated, Xiao En found that the cliff face of the mouth had become transparent, and a golden corridor led to a mysterious place...even he wanted to climb in.

"Illusion!" Sean yelled, as if reminding himself, "The only thing you can find in it is the fate of being digested!"

The child Yueguang pursed his mouth a little sadly, and continued to climb up with red eyes: "The hallucinations are hallucinations, what's the matter..."

"Climb well!" Seeing Yueguang's aggrieved and angry movements on the top, Sean secretly laughed just after shouting.

Finally, they climbed to the top of the cliff. Binon's effectiveness had not yet passed, they dared not move, sat on the ground slumped, looking into the distance.

As if they knew something, all the mouths on the Nightmare Wall under their feet suddenly sang a song in unison, making these climbers feel the ground shaking:

"There are thousands of mouths in this world,

Each mouth murmuring its own theories,

Every theory is a claw to catch, a pit to fall into,

When you learn to ignore the gas that comes out of your mouth...

You are truly grown up. "

Evan Burns panted slightly, lowered his head as if he understood something. He remembered old Burns teaching himself to hold a mouthful of snow in his mouth so that the deer in the forest would not see the steam he exhaled when he was lying in wait. The mouth seemed to be so cold that it hurt again. Old Burns grinned as he watched himself grinning from the cold, with snow in his mouth, and his white beard. The father and son couldn't stop laughing with Xue in their mouths, and they didn't care that the deer was scared away.

Don't pay attention to other people's pointers, but there are some words in this world that are worth listening to.

Sean stared at the great city of R'lyeh in the distance. He saw a cartoon of a fat green man sitting in the city with a sad face.

This guy will carry a basket and give out candy to his followers, and in some legends he was restrained by a steamboat...

Horror can also be a kind of humor, don't be too serious in this world.

Xiao En suddenly understood, lying on the ground and laughing heartily.

A gust of cool wind blew by, and when Sean opened his eyes, he found that those crazy scenes had disappeared, everything that was exaggerated had been settled, and he became restrained and calm.

A splitting headache... Sean held his head, and Binon's toxicity began to appear. He took out a bottle of cold coffee in his invisible stomach pouch and drank it, which relieved his headache.

The Nightmare Wall was still chattering from below, and the noise was unsettling.

After everyone woke up, Arthur put a little blue stuff on everyone's forehead. The cooling sensation melted into the mind, and the severe headache was instantly relieved. It seems to be a kind of ointment that can purify the soul, and by neutralizing the toxins that seep into the soul, the pain of the body is also relieved...

Arthur Merlin is really the template of a perfect explorer, with endless means, Sean has to sigh. Perhaps for him, no matter how horrible the situation is, it is just a game.

The Nightmare Wall was so noisy that no one could bear it. After feeling a little better, they started to move forward.

In fact, after waking up, Sean saw the scene ahead. If you don't observe carefully, you will think that they went around and went back to La'lyeh-there is a magnificent city in front of them, which is exactly the same as La'lyeh in terms of architectural style and volume.

However, if you observe carefully, you will find that the city in front of you is actually different from the dream city. First, there is not a single green mountain sitting in the middle of the great city—Kruvitan is not here. Secondly, this city is obviously quiet and dilapidated, and the weird vitality in the real R'lyeh does not exist here...

This is a large deserted city, which used to be R'lyeh. In order to get closer to the source of the Great Dream World, Kruvitan moved to where R'lyeh was, and this huge city once built for Shoggoth was abandoned here.

In Clark Stella's notes, this huge empty city is called - "Desolate Station".

To the faint excitement of the group, according to the flight track records on the golden bat lead plate, the entrance that Alicia is about to open is in the barren station. But there's a dark cloud hanging over this excitement: There's something terribly scary about the Barrenstation. Moreover, those things are, to some extent, more terrifying than the threats in R'lyeh.

The formation remained the same, Ace-level Arthur walked in front, and King-level enlightened Sean walked at the end of the line. This is certainly still a team that is reassuring enough.

Thick fog thickly sealed the edge of the deserted station. Although one could feel the oppression of those huge buildings, one couldn't see through the depths of the entrance street. The quietness coming from the thick fog brought people an extremely ominous premonition.

They restrained their steps and even breathed ~lightnovelpub.net~ and walked forward softly, slowly approaching the dense fog...

There is a shadow ahead.

The figure from the back was wearing the same black robe as Lucent, but he was taller and thinner than that unlucky guy.

Another big dream believer who defected? It's not easy to come here...

As if sensing the arrival of Xiao En and his party, the black figure turned his face.

That face stopped all the explorers in their tracks.

Above the black robe is the face of an abstract terracotta figurine. The eyes are round black holes, as is the mouth. The face of the terracotta figurine is covered with cracks due to drying and aging. In the depths of the three black holes, a little bit of waxy yellow light appeared. An extraordinarily unclean light.

Soul scum. Standing in front of him was a "soul slag". Desperate soul, the ferocious remnant after being completely drained.

According to Stella's notes, he had encountered the most difficult and malicious things during his expedition to R'lyeh.