OBS Chapter 246 Guests from the 'Far Unknown'.
Chapter 246 Guests from the 'Far Unknown'.
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This is an endless dark world.
This place seemed to be a dark corridor, and in the darkness... there seemed to be bursts of low and vague whispers gradually coming, but they vaguely carried an ominous omen, which was creepy.
At this moment, the originally dark world was illuminated by a sudden white light, but it was only for a moment, and this brief light was ruthlessly swallowed up by the endless darkness around it.
Except...after the light disappeared, a pair of eyes glowing white were revealed.
* That is the only light in this darkness.
"Someone came here, someone broke in here, a guest came"
This uninvited guest broke into this world that does not welcome anyone.
“Positioning… is wrong…?” the man muttered to himself, his cold voice echoing in the space. He raised his head and looked around, but unfortunately, there was no light here except for his pair of white eyes.
It's really dark here... so dark... there's something strange, wriggling around in a crazy manner, and there's no way to detect its existence at all.
Then... one after another, hands as sticky and slippery as black mucus were slowly emerging from the ground.
Those strange hands held tightly to the ground, and then dragged the unknown objects they were connected to upwards little by little.
That person seemed to have noticed something unusual here. Although he couldn't see the exact situation, his perception was extremely strong.
It is definitely impossible to stand on the ground at this time.
In the next instant, he suddenly floated into the air. Things were not over yet... When everything returned to silence, an extremely sharp and piercing scream filled the entire world. The strange voice was sharp and terrifying, and it did not sound like something that a human being could make.
“啧… ..”
The piercing sound made him frown slightly, and he could even feel that there was something huge right in front of him.
He didn't need to do anything himself, he just snapped his fingers, and a guy with a strong "nothingness" aura suddenly flashed into the sky. The summoned weird guy swung the giant blade in his hand without hesitation, and slashed down with a sword. With a surprised "hiss" sound, although no one knew what it was... it was now split in half.
But... strange creatures that have ideas about them? They don't intend to let them go because of this. No matter how many times they are killed... they will continue to gather again.
They came from all directions in the darkness, increasing in number, forming a black tide that swept towards the two people like an overwhelming force.
But this was just the beginning... Just as the dark city was about to undergo the next change, a faint light suddenly appeared not far away.
* It was like a lighted lamp.
From the moment the lamp appeared, the brightness of the surroundings gradually increased. Those strange and unidentified objects actually quietly shrank back into the underground with the appearance of the light.
Someone holding a lamp was approaching the two men, but was mistaken for an "enemy" by the guy holding the giant blade.
There was no order to stop, so he could only continue to carry out extremely destructive attacks, lava, flames, and slashes. When those strange creatures returned to the ground, only the faint light was left in front of him.
However, the scarlet sword in the man's hand suddenly froze in mid-air and stopped in front of the lamp.
"...?"
The dim light flickered, and the person holding the lamp looked up at the black shadow in front of him that could no longer be identified.
He tilted his head. Although he couldn't recognize the man, he recognized the knife in front of him.
It is a huge sword that is completely red in color, with a pitch-black handle, a black line on the spine of the sword, and some golden serrations on the top edge of the sword.
The name of this greatsword is - Lava Blade.
"You are... a dead spirit...?"
"......."
The man in front of him was like a dark sculpture. He remained silent and didn't say a word, but he slowly put down the giant blade in his hand. He lowered his arms and stared blankly at the seemingly familiar man in front of him. Thick black mist lingered around him.
The 'Undead' began to slowly retreat, making way for the person above.
As the man in the air gradually descended to the ground, the faint light illuminated his face for a moment. It was a very familiar face, and "everyone" knew him.
"Hello, respected God of the Dead 'Herobrine'." A clear and gentle voice sounded, breaking the brief silence.
"Welcome, come here."
"My name is 'Galan'"
Galan leaned forward slightly, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips. Under the dim light, his gentleness inexplicably gave people a sense of intimacy.
Just as the other party was about to speak, he changed the subject and said, "But unfortunately, I am not the Galan you know."
"Yes, I know..." Herobrine's cold and low voice gradually reached the other person's ears. He looked at the person in front of him in silence for a while, and then continued: "I have seen you before."
Perhaps he noticed that there was something wrong in the other person's tone?
Galan was thinking about how to communicate with the god in front of him.
He didn't look very well. 'Herobrine' was wearing a white fur collared cloak, but the bottom of the cloak was stained with layers of unknown brown-red liquid, and these liquids seemed to have dried up for a long time, leaving shocking traces.
Galan's sight gradually moved upwards. The originally furry white fur collar was also stained with some red and black substances, like a blood clot that had solidified for a long time and was tightly attached there.
Where did he come from? Why was he here?
"He doesn't belong here"
"He shouldn't be here"
"He should go back to where he came from"
'Herobrine' seemed to have noticed the other person's gaze. He looked down at his condition, his brows twitched slightly, but he just responded with a sentence: "Don't worry about it, these don't belong to me."
"This is something that doesn't need to be done by me personally."
"But they have to bear my wrath."
"The wrath of a 'god'."