Guardians of the Forbidden Underworld Chapter 6

Ordered monsters? Choosers? Dark Night? Red magic power? Belongs to me? What a mess.

Lucas looked at the "human monster" in front of him with his pure black pupils and an expression of surprise and confusion.

His pupils are different from those of most humans in the city of Sugra, but the extreme darkness is somewhat similar to those of monsters.

Could it be that I am related to monsters? Or am I somehow related to the main god who created this world?

Weird, so weird!

Underground, the heartless man, and the red magic power that this monster just mentioned, wait, red magic power?

Lucas's Adam's apple moved, and he suddenly realized that the source of all the things that caused him to travel through time might actually be the dream in the real world a few months ago.

In the dim underground, there were a few magicians wearing black robes embroidered with strange scarlet red spider lily patterns, and they were muttering spells and asking those tempting questions.

"Do you want to be silent?"

"You have desires, don't you?"

"Want money and status?"

...

If I hadn't been having bad luck recently, and everything hadn't gone well, making me anxious and irritable, and speaking without thinking, I wouldn't have been blinded by the dream, and I wouldn't have answered like that in the dream. Who knows, that dream might have been true.

I couldn't control myself in my dream. I should have said something against my will.

"No, Wright's matter is more important. Now that the time travel is a foregone conclusion, if I can't live safely as Wright, everything else will be in vain."

Lucas shook his heavy head and thought that the thing that was not finished on Wright's note should be the word "red magic power". It would be great if the monster in front of him knew something. If he didn't know, the most important thing was to collect as much information from him as possible.

Even if there is danger!

But now it is in danger, what could be worse than this? Wright's fate has already reached the bottom, and if I take over, it will definitely "bounce back".

Information, information, and more information! Information is always the most important thing!

If all the information belonging to Socrates is likened to an iceberg, then the information obtained from this encounter is at best a palm-sized piece of ice, not even one percent of the ice surface.

Information, I need information!

Thinking of this, Lucas's legs seemed to be dragged by an inexplicably twisted and withered plant that belonged to the category of extraordinary things, and he began to move forNolan slowly, like an unconscious mental patient.

The monster in front of him saw that his words seemed to have some guiding effect on Lucas, and his head wrapped in a black cloak moved, as if smiling.

Then, he spoke again in a hoarse voice:

"Rank 51...Choose, give...give us guidance. I need to find you...guide you. Come, walk into the arms of the lost...and welcome...the future that belongs to you. The dark night will...will bless you."

The monster's heavy words made Lucas feel as if his mind was covered by a layer of crimson fog. His eyes began to blur and his body moved forNolan uncontrollably.

"Oh no, it's the Lost Ones. Could it be that the Lost Ones have infiltrated the underground of Sogra? So, these Careless People were infected by them?" De guessed in a low voice, glancing at them out of the corner of his eye.

Because the environment was too dim just now, De didn't notice a detail that he had just overlooked until now.

Those heartless people who were executed and the blood-stained uncle were actually wearing guard uniforms!

It’s silvery in style, but stained with blood and dirt, so it’s no wonder it’s easily overlooked.

Moreover, the "Sword and Hammer" medals of the guard that should have been worn on their chests should have been corroded by the "burning liquid" long ago.

Thinking of this, De pulled Lucas's thin body with one hand to stop him from moving forNolan, pointed the "Ice Rain" pistol at the monster's head with the other hand, and recited the rules of the guard team over and over in his mind to resist the mental attack that the monster might bring.

"Fear is born from fear itself. Fear of fear will be taken over by fear. Only by forgetting fear can humans gain a foothold in the wasteland..."

"You are wrong..." The monster tried to interrupt De, speaking in a low but unexpectedly coherent Hinet Empire language:

"I don't want to be your enemy. The Lost One is not the enemy of mankind. I risked my life to come here to activate that power. I am the Lost One. You can also call me [The Seducer] Yato Tiel according to my profession."

"Hey, uncle, my guess was right. This monster is not your real body, right? You just use the ability of seduction to control other heartless people, or the Lost Ones." De also stopped reciting and began to confront the monster Atuo in front of him.

"You are quite smart, aren't you? Unfortunately, the throat of this Lost One is damaged, and it is almost completely corroded by the burning liquid and the magical power. If I were to pass on any information through him, I'm afraid it would waste a lot of time. So, it's better for me to intervene directly." Atuo paused and continued:

"I said, I don't want to be your enemy. The Lost Ones in the western part of the continent currently do not have the ability to be an enemy of the Sunne Empire. I just received a revelation from the god, the 51st Chooser, that the owner of the red magic power is here, which is why I took such a big risk to enter the waterway.

You know, not only we have received the revelation, your Sugra Committee may have also received the corresponding revelation, but it should be an S-level secret for you, right? "

"I am just a person who carries out orders. The secrets of the Sugra Committee have nothing to do with me. You, the Lost One, keep saying that you don't want to be our enemy, but what about these Heartless People? The duty of the Guard is to protect the safety of the city of Sugra. Rules and order tell us that we must fight for it." De said.

Then he pushed Lucas aside and loaded the silver bullet into the chamber of the "Ice Rain" pistol at the fastest speed he had trained in the guard training ground and the military museum.

Then he half-crouched on the ground, dragged his right hand steadily with his left hand, and fired a bullet in the direction where Atto was standing.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

When the bullet hit Atuo's heart, it made a sound similar to that of a copper vessel being struck.

Those three bullets actually bounced off Atuo's iron-strong chest!

"You have violated the rules of negotiation. Even though I am a Lost One, your Sunne Empire has established rules for negotiating with us. Emissaries should not be harmed. Isn't this also respecting your so-called pitiful order? So!"

As Atuo spoke, he actually controlled the strange tentacles that extended from his two cuffs and attacked De's position along the filthy ground.

puff!

Dark red blood gushed out of De's mouth uncontrollably, and his heart and abdominal cavity were pierced by two huge tentacles!

"ah!"

A shrill scream pierced through De's chest, but Atuo was not moved at all.

Such things happen every day in the wasteland, between humans and the Careless People, the Careless People and the Lost Ones, and between humans and themselves, all the time.

Anyone who has lived in the wasteland for a long time will probably have the feeling called "sympathy" eroded by this weird environment, and will truly become a machine.

But at this moment, because De's blood spurted onto Lucas's face, he came back to his senses from his brief unconscious state.

"De? What's wrong with you?" Lucas asked, looking at De who was almost "covered" by dark red blood.

Did the monster attack me? What happened to me? Why do I feel a little dizzy? Did the monster attack me with some kind of mental power?

Spiritual power? This seems to be Wright's memory. No matter what, saving people is the most important thing.

Thinking of this, Lucas hurriedly took out his Crazy Bear pistol, quickly loaded it with silver bullets under the guidance of Wright's muscle memory, and fired two shots at the tentacles.

Bang! Bang!

puff!

I don’t know what the principle is, but Lucas’s pistol is more powerful than De’s pistol.

These two shots actually caused the two tentacles to break in the middle at the same time, and also made the expression of Atuo, who was controlling it, slightly surprised, and he retracted the tentacles with a twitch.

"You are Mr. Wright, right?" Atuo was not angry at Lucas's aggressive behavior.

Instead, he took off the hood of his robe, replaced his hands with the human parts, and used the standard posture commonly used in the Western Continent, covering his chest with his left hand and bowing slightly at a 45-degree angle with his upper body.

Before Lucas could ask angrily, he spoke first:

"This is a ritual, a personal ritual for you, Light. I'm not sure if your memory has been truly erased, but the ritual was only half completed in the Outer Zone, in the Lost Swamp. Now I need to help you complete the other half. The red magical power is the ancient prophecy of the Lord of Darkness and the Chooser. It has now descended upon you, and you must accept it. As for the young boy next to you, he can also be part of the ritual."

Red magic power? Ritual? Could it be that the ritual of this "human monster" named Atuo in front of me summoned me to replace him?

Is this the ritual of summoning the "Apostle of God" that De mentioned?

Impossible, I am the "Apostle of God"? You must be kidding!

I am just a student preparing for postgraduate entrance examinations, a humble worker, an unappreciated online writer and a somewhat haggard young man.

Why did Atuo choose me?

Could it be that there was some kind of accident during his ritual and I was summoned randomly?

But if that's the case, why would Wright write such desperate words on the note?

Could it be that there is some secret in the red magic power? Yes, there must be some secret in the red magic power!

"Tell me about the red magic power, what is the red magic power!" Lucas stood up and asked in a firm tone.

This is the beginning of all the problems, and it is also the key to the development of things to the present. Although I was "summoned" halfway, I must figure this out. If it is really the so-called ritual of summoning "God's Apostle" that summoned me here, maybe I can still go back through this ritual.

This wasteland world is too dangerous. Who would want to come here?

Yatuo didn't hear Lucas's complaints, nor did he pay attention to his questions. He just pointed at De who was still gasping and struggling behind Lucas and said:

"The second half of the ritual requires a sacrifice. This kid who broke the rules is just the right one. Don't you in Socrates value rules and order the most? According to your rules, you should execute him. Of course, this would be a little unreasonable."

A bit unreasonable? That's very unreasonable!

Lucas complained that as a mentally healthy "five good" young man who had received a good moral education, he would never do such a thing as "sacrificing" his brothers in the guard team.

But strangely, Wright's body seemed to be driving him to do this.

"Order!" Lucas murmured, inadvertently saying this word with the help of Wright's memory.

Yes, order. In the city of Sugra, if you are covered in blood, you will be treated as a heartless person by default.

De's injuries are now very serious, and the weird uncle in front of him seems to be from the camp of the Heartless and the Lost.

In other words, even if he ignored the injured De, as time passed, it would not be long before he would suffer the same fate as the previous few people.

Well, De, I'm sorry, you have been insisting on following order and rules. I am from Sogra, I am Wright, and I must also follow rules and order.

It’s only a matter of time before your current physical distance becomes indifference.

Besides, you were still doubting my identity just now. In order to survive in this world... to protect yourself. So... De... I'm sorry.

Lucas took a deep breath of the damp and dirty air, and tried his best to follow the remaining fragments of Light's memory to suppress his trembling hands.

Then he reloaded his pistol, took a few steps back, and pointed it at De's chest.

"No...no..." The human instinct for survival made De support his blood-soaked body and retreat.

But Lucas's bullets are just part of the machine, and are just following the rules that belong to the machine.

"bump!"

The silver bullet penetrated De's chest easily. In less than three seconds, De's body stopped moving and became lifeless.

"Well done, Light. You followed the order, and the instructions of the Chooser will also follow the order. You want to know what the red magic power is, right? Although I don't know why you have such a motive. But that kind of power has begun to emerge in your body. But you can't enjoy it now. The Lost One's guidance to you is still one step away, just one step away."

Yato said with an evil smile, and then his hands turned back into tentacles full of filth and sticky liquid.

But this time, the tentacles did not choose to pierce Lucas's chest. Instead, they became the size of a fist and tightly wrapped around his neck along a long and thin trajectory.

At this moment, a faint red light slowly emerged from his chest.

This is the second half of the ceremony mentioned by Atto!

At first they were like a faint blood mist, "wandering" aimlessly around the edge of Lucas's body. As Atuo's tentacles tightened, they began to gradually spread and brighten, and then condensed into countless tiny red sparks, tumbling and jumping like a dancer preparing to perform a graceful dance.

They kept spinning along Lucas's body, becoming brighter and brighter.

Finally, they converged toNolans Lucas's pure black eyeballs!

Tomorrow's chapter will start updating the daily part, gradually expanding the world view