According to this statement, Short Hand and these Elders created, no... awakened a false god?
However, Li Wen quickly rejected this idea, because her "The Final Codex" was personally awarded by Perfect Amber. Since the original books of Twilight Lineage are in her hands, the existence that calls itself "Perfect Amber" must be inextricably related to Twilight Witch, whether it is the incarnation of a witch or not.
Short Hand continued, "Based on unbearable fear and uneasiness, we built temples and habitats for that existence, in an attempt to eliminate the invisible fear and the tragedy that was about to happen. However, this was of no avail, and the disaster eventually came... The earth tore apart, Gray Mist spread, and the once prosperous country was eventually reduced to ruins, but there was nothing we could do about it."
"Until now, Gray Mist is still lingering in this land and continues to bring disasters. Only the inner city protected by Perfect Amber can survive... Of course, that was before I was exiled. Before I was exiled After that, I used the ability of timing to build this Clock Shop. This place does not belong to any time node connected to the present world. In other words, the power of Gray Mist cannot affect this place, and you will never be able to wait for death again."
That's why Short Hand mentioned before that death here is the cheapest pastime, because this place is already outside of time.
Li Wen frowned slightly, "An eternal cage?"
"Amber City is the cage." Short Hand whispered, "The eternal cage."
"Well, thank you for the information." Li Wen also lost interest in continuing to explore. No matter what Short Hand was, they were plotting Perfect Amber, no matter What kind of existence is Perfect Amber? These things are still too far away from her. Since they are not related to the original canon, there is no need to get too involved. "Since I have brought you the evening bell, how to treat it is your business. I will take my leave first."
After finishing speaking, Li Wen pushed the door open and left without waiting for Short Hand's reaction.
Short Hand did not continue to dissuade her, but quietly watched her leaving without saying anything.
After a while, Haelie carefully stuck out his little head, and asked with half fear and half curiosity, "Dad, is she dead? Will she die?"
"There are traces left by the evening bell on her body. Destiny guided her all the way, so she was able to pass through Gray Mist so smoothly and arrive here." Short Hand said in a low voice, "But that power did not last long, and it is now close to exhaustion. It cannot guide her away again."
"Then she is dead?" Haelie looked happy, but the next moment he became very aggrieved, "Obviously she would not die if she obeyed, just like these guys who entered by mistake."
As she said this, she pointed at the poor guinea pig, which frightened him so much that he ducked under the counter.
"Having said that, I have a hunch... she will come back again." Short Hand said.
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Li Wen took one step forward, and the Clock Shop behind him immediately disappeared, like a dream, only the cold Gray Mist filled the air again, covering everything in front of him.
This uneasy restlessness... is really intriguing.
Li Wen looked up and suddenly caught a glimpse of something passing overhead, but the fog was too heavy and she couldn't tell what it was.
The next moment, a familiar arc flew from the same direction. Li Wen subconsciously dodged it, clenched the dagger and prepared to counterattack, but stopped in time.
Spell-less Arc Light?
Of course she recognized her own moves, and judging from the state of the arc, it should indeed have been made by her.
With a certain subtle mentality, she walked decisively in that direction. Within a few steps, Li Wen discovered a headless body lying in the corner.
The wound on the severed head of the corpse was smooth, and there were no other external injuries. It seemed that it was cut off instantly by something extremely sharp. Moreover, the corpse was covered with a familiar cloak, and the dagger in its hand was not unfamiliar either...
"Is this my corpse?" Li Wen raised his eyebrows.
She walked forward and confirmed that it was indeed her body in the game. Judging from the temperature of the corpse and the freshness of the blood, it seemed that it had just died... maybe the moment Li Wen dodged the Spell-less Arc Light shot, the person here had his head cut off using corresponding means.
This doesn't seem like a hallucination, but it probably isn't real, because she is still a player. If she dies, her body will disappear directly, leaving behind at most the dropped items.
"How interesting."
Li Wen complained and moved on.
What she found along the way was not just this decapitated corpse, but many corpses that died in different ways. Those corpses were undoubtedly hers.
Some of them were puddles of bloody meat that had died tragically, as if they had been crushed to death by a huge weight. You could only identify yourself by the broken cloak on your body; some were corpses that had been penetrated by moths with human heads and eaten all the internal organs. When Li Wen found out, those moths were still trying to attack her, but she killed them all with one Fool's Praise...
"Like some possibility."
Li Wen, who had just fought against the Temporal Path transcendent, quickly realized that these corpses with different forms of death were all the ways of death she might encounter in this Gray Mist, but why did they appear here...
Could it be that Haelie was angry at being defeated by Li Wen, so he sneaked out to plot against her?
But after thinking about it, it was unlikely. After all, Short Hand kept saying how dangerous it was outside Gray Mist, so he probably wouldn't send his daughter out to die.
Just as Li Wen was thinking, an inexplicable palpitation suddenly appeared. She looked back and found that the corpses she had seen before disappeared one after another.
After another strange feeling, she walked out of Gray Mist.
Yes, it was as if someone had placed a huge life-size mirror in front of Li Wen, and a "Li Wen" that was exactly the same as her without any difference appeared in front of her.
Gray Mist flows slowly between the two of them, like an invisible curtain. Li Wen and "myself" face each other's eyes, and even their breathing rates are exactly the same. Every wrinkle on the other party's Emerald Star Cloak is exactly the same as hers, and even the posture of holding the dagger in her right hand is exactly the same.
"Who are you?" Li Wen spoke first, his voice seemed particularly dull in the thick fog.
"I should be the one to ask this." That Li Wen also said, with the same tone and expression, "Who are you? You dare to stand up to me."
Before he finished speaking, a cold light suddenly appeared.
The two Crow Feather Dagger slashed out at the same time, colliding with dazzling sparks in the air. Li Wen took half a step back, and the heels of her boots crushed the condensed ashes on the ground. However, the opponent followed her closely, and when the blade crossed her cheek, it brought up tiny drops of blood.