Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1273: Create your own future (9)

Beautiful Man: The Beginning of a Zanpakutō Chapter 1273 Create Your Own Future (9)

The City of Thousand Pillars, which was supposed to be in the Arabian Peninsula, actually appeared in Equatorial Guinea.

And in this weird way, it once again stepped out of the fog of history and appeared in Lord's eyes.

Even the pickiest aesthetes will be conquered by this magnificent city, which combines ultra-modern art and a space structure beyond human comprehension, distorted and crazy, but at the same time reveals a touch of weirdness beauty.

Thousands of towering black spiers dot the labyrinthine corridors.

Those mottled traces reveal a trace of the thickness of the years, giving people an intuitive sense of oppression.

The entire city was swallowed by the huge cracks in the dark mountains, like prey swallowed by a giant python, waiting to be melted by the acidic gastric juice, and then completely disappeared in the dust of past history.

If he hadn't come to Guinea today, he might never have seen such a spectacular scene.

"Things are getting more and more interesting..."

Lord took a deep breath, grinned and said, "It's a worthwhile trip to see the legendary city."

After saying that, he stopped hesitating and walked straight to the entrance of Erem, the City of Thousand Pillars.

"Huh? Is this...disgusting me?"

When he was in the air, it wasn't that strong, but the moment he set foot on this land, he felt something was wrong.

An inexplicable chill spread to the limbs and bones, and at the same time, there was an undisguised, naked and huge malice that penetrated into the bone marrow, as if the land was rejecting him.

"Hmph, a little trick for a wither."

Lord sneered, and continued to move forward regardless.

It's okay to scare ordinary people with this trick, but if you want to use it against him, you'd think too much.

Whirring——

As it approached, a bone-chilling wind blew from the Rift Valley.

There was a disgusting stench in the wind, which smelled like some kind of rotten smell, which caused Lord to frown, and he said in his heart that he was out of luck, and he might be pickled when he went back. up.

However, complaints are complaints, there is still a way to go, and Erem still has to enter.

He could only hold back his resentment, and walked into the huge rift valley on the mountain. The rotten smell became more intense, and the air became more viscous, as if walking in water. Resistance stands in the way of progress.

As he struggled forward in the rift valley, he looked at the mountain walls on both sides.

The black unknown rock is covered with some unknown algae and ancient fossil substances similar to barnacles.

As a result, in the dim environment with dim light, the black mountain walls on both sides looked like countless black eyes, watching the outsiders who invaded the sanctuary in the darkness.

People with dark phobia and intensive phobia, it is estimated that they will die suddenly on the spot when they come here.

Although Lord doesn't have these two phobias, but this kind of oxygen is thin and sticky, the light is extremely dim, the smell is extremely bad, and there are such weird and shocking things, it is inevitable that he feels a little uncomfortable.

With a sound of bad luck in the secret passage, Lord speeded up and crossed the black rift in a blink of an eye.

Erem, the city of a thousand pillars, is just around the corner.

The huge corridor-like entrance is like the gate to the underworld leading to the underworld. Thick fog is diffused from the inside to the outside. It is the fog that covers the blackness, which originally came from inside.

Lord paused for a while before walking into the thick fog.

In front of the huge cloister-style porch, he sharply saw something carved on the nearby stone wall.

A closer look revealed that it was a sentence.

"It is not the dead that sleep forever,

In the mysterious age of time,

Even death itself passes away.

——Abdul Alhazred”

"Crazy Arabic poet... Abdul Alhazred?!" Lord knew this man.

It is said that he was an Arab scholar of the Omiya Dynasty around the seventh century. He once wrote an extremely evil book "Al-Ajif" in Arabic. Because the content recorded was too crazy and evil, so later People also call this book-"Necronomicon"!

Those who had **** with the Necronomicon usually ended badly.

Abdul Alhazred claimed to have seen Erem, and it was recorded in the Necronomicon that there was a legend about worshiping a certain three-pillar god, but later people did not find it. He called it the 'mad poet'.

"No wonder, he didn't find it in the Arabian Peninsula..."

Lord stared at the thousand-year-old text, and sighed: "Because Erem is not in the Arabian Peninsula at all, but in Equatorial Guinea, it's just because of some special reason that he traveled to this place. "

Abdul Alhazlaid left a message, further confirming his guess.

In the depths of Erem, the City of Thousand Pillars, there must be hidden information related to that crack in time and space, and even traces of "one of the three pillar gods".

'Those who want to go to the temple need to complete the trial'

At the entrance of the corridor, there is such a sentence engraved.

"Trial?"

Lord glanced at the maze-like corridor, and roughly understood the so-called trial.

Probably walking out of the maze, he may encounter some troubles along the way, and with the character of these evil gods, he can almost imagine that there are definitely traps everywhere in the maze.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Lord raised his hand, made a shooting gesture, and grinned: "I'm not here to participate in the trial, I'm here to find fault!"

As his voice fell, a javelin as huge as a spear exploded from his fingertips.

Target...Erem, the city of a thousand pillars, the black spire at the end of the line of sight.

Two points and one line - everything connects!

Boom!

Amidst the deafening roar, the boiling and bursting spiritual pressure whistled.

A deep blue light spear pierced through the air~IndoMTL.com~ With the power of a bamboo, it forcibly carved out a road tens of feet wide and thousands of meters long to the center of this ancient corridor city. path of.

If there are historians here, seeing this scene, I am afraid that they will have a heart attack.

This is a complex of buildings with a history of tens of thousands of years and a splendid ancient civilization, but now it was burned down in one blow.

But it's a pity that Lord has no such idea at all. In his opinion, this **** civilization can be destroyed as soon as it can be destroyed, so as to save others from harming others.

"Ah... the mood is much happier, the air seems to be better."

Lord walked directly through the corridor buildings along the pierced road.

The towering black spiers around ~IndoMTL.com~ made whimpers and whispered wildly at this moment, as if they were angry at his blasphemy and reprimanded him loudly.

Lord paused, glanced at the spiers, and said coldly: "Noisy, please be quiet, or you will be demolished!"

Unexpectedly, his threatening words made the voices of the steeples suddenly stop.

For a while, the whole city was silent, and a needle could be heard, which made it even more strange.

At this moment, a tall werewolf walked out of a certain black spire and came straight to Lord.

"Welcome to Erem, the City of Thousand Pillars, Mr. Lord."

Different from the irascibility of other werewolves, this werewolf was very calm, bowed deeply, like aristocratic standard etiquette, and said in a hoarse voice: "Please allow me to introduce myself to you, my name is Yugasi, the ancestor of ghouls."

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