No one knows what lies deep in the black ice cave, just because no one has dared to explore it.The strange formations of the black ice cave are hidden by a grand volcano.Jobbuterrand and the mouse must navigate a narrow and uncharted path through a mountain peak that may hold the secret to solving the current dilemma.Exploring the outer walls of the ice from the entrance of the cave reveals that the other forks in the cave extend far in all directions.There is a faint flow of air at each fork, which means that there is a large and complex tunnel system inside.Jobuterron chose the middle, and seemed to be the largest, fork in the road and walked in."
Be careful, there may be traps," Jobbutran admonished, "don't touch them, don't walk around, lest they trigger the trap." ”"Well, I know.I'll follow you. ”The rat followed behind Jobrun, treading as far as he could on the path that Jobputran had walked.Relying on the faint light of the kerosene lamp, Chobuterrand discovered a terrible scene in the depths of this fork.It was a mass graveyard, but the skeletons of the creatures were clearly not human.A large scattered skeleton lay quietly under the black ice, and if it weren't for Jobbutron's careful observation, I am afraid that the clues here would have been missed.The ice floor is covered with shells and bones that look very old and are probably remnants of prehistoric civilizations.Jobuterrand crouched down and watched carefully by the light of a kerosene lamp."
That's a remnant of biota from the Cretaceous period 145.5 million years ago."
The rat saw the Cretaceous and highly recognizable Saucer Ammonite, and immediately said."
There's so much more to life here than just life on the bottom of the ocean."
Jobuterron gasped and pointed to the largest bones."
Oh my God, that's the skull of a triceratops!
There is even a Tyrannosaurus!
”"Shieldfish, and Pterodactyl and Pterodactyl."
Jobuterron added with a gloomy face."
Not only animals, but also plant seeds.If I'm not mistaken, the seed on the ground on your right hand should be cycads. ”It is completely impossible for these overlords of the sea, land and air hundreds of millions of years ago to gather in this ice cave.No matter how intense the earth's crustal movement is, it is impossible to concentrate such a wide variety of species in a single plate.The area where the dragon lived and the area where the tyrannosaurus was entrenched were 108,000 miles away, and they were creatures on two continents!
In addition to being shocking, the scene in front of them seemed to be stimulating the nerves of the two.The bones of large terrestrial reptiles, marine animals and primitive mammals have strange scars.One is straight, as if it had been neatly cut, and the other is a small hole through it.And a lot of the previously discovered dark green talc seems to be scattered under the ice."
It's a biological slaughterhouse."
Jobuterrand tried to analyze."
Do you notice the scars on those bones, they don't look like dissected specimens?"
The rat's body shook when he heard this, and his voice trembled, "Even a giant like Canglong can be caught and dissected, so isn't our current situation very dangerous?"
”"Not necessarily, these ice layers have not melted for thousands of years, and the owner who dissected these creatures should have died long ago."
Joke Trand explained rationally, but never let down his guard.If he was not mistaken, the master who performed the dissection must have been the ancient one that Umr had suggested in his mind.Can you confront Cthulhu head-on, does it have a life as long as Cthulhu?
The question turned into a thought that lingered in Tubtrand's mind.As I continued to move deeper into the ice cave, I felt a pungent smell more and more.It wasn't the sulfur from the volcano, but more like the sour smell of some kind of creature as it decayed.At the same time, there is a looming sound of flute.The sound of this flute has a wide range, and the soul of the listener seems to feel a chill to the bone.This flute is not music, but more like a signal used by some kind of creature to communicate.Through the length and short, the ups and downs of the highs and lows are used to express some information that cannot be understood by humans.The two followed the source of the stench and climbed a staircase that seemed to be a natural formation.Each step seemed to have a slippery slime, a light green color like the talc seen before.At the end of the stairs, there was a large hollow in the shape of a five-pointed star.Beneath the void is the source of the smell of decay.The rat saw what was inside the cavity and collapsed to the ground."
It's it."
The mouse said with a nervous breakdown.His eyes were filled with fear, obviously remembering his experience under the icy lake.Inside the hollow are barrel-shaped starfish-like creatures.They were obviously all dead, otherwise they wouldn't have staggered to the ground.The pink hose, cilia, and yellowish starfish-like head drooped in what should have been a soft, tough material.On the back of the torso is a folded, light gray tubular wing membrane, and underneath it has five stout limbs.This mysterious and ancient creature has the characteristics of an animal, but at the same time has a plant-like symmetrical structure.They are the lost Ancients."
This is the kind of creature I saw under the ice lake, inside the ice coffin."
The mouse muttered.Jobbuterrand stretched out his hand to pull the mouse up, looked at the cemetery of the old with mixed feelings, and said softly, "Let's move on." ”Circling the edge of the cemetery, clinging to the ice-clad walls, the two found a walkway behind the graveyard of the ancients that was noticeably different from the passage they had walked before.The walkway, which could only accommodate one person, was not surrounded by any ice, and the dark red granite was exposed.Talc stones in the shape of five-pointed stars are embedded in the walls of the walkway, revealing a seeping green light in all directions.The walls are artificially carved with the seals of the old gods seen on the rock wall before they entered the cave, and the sound of hammers can be heard from time to time.The nerves of Jobuterrand and the rat were tense to the extreme, and the real secrets of the trip must lie ahead.Around the corner, Jobuterrand caught a glimpse of another end that seemed to shine with a light that was different from that of talc.He raised his hand and stopped.I opened the cover of the kerosene lamp and turned it off before moving on.Jobuterron cautiously poked out, only to see a dirty, bearded man.The man's face was waxy, the skin on his face was clinging to his skull, and his eyes were covered with blood.The clothes on his body were tattered, and he didn't know how long he had been wearing them, but he didn't use any patches.His exposed skin could be seen with the marks of the Old Gods, but he kept carving the same pattern in the aisle with a hammer and a spike."
Not enough, not enough, more needed."
It was like the sound of scraping on the surface of glass with an iron tool coming out of his mouth, and even though he had a lot of blood blisters on his hands, he didn't stop moving his hands.But what caught the eye was the brand new pair of riding boots on his feet."
Katra's riding boots the witch?!"
Jobuterron thought in surprise."
Excuse me, what are you doing?"
Jobuterrand first gestured to the mouse, and then walked out of the corner.The man heard the voice, and the movement of his hand froze.He twisted stiffly and glanced towards Jobron's position."
Don't come here!
Don't come here!
”The man blindly swung the hammer in his hand, and it slammed into the rock wall, splashing a cloud of rubble.Seeing this, Jobbuterron immediately took two steps back, and he vaguely saw what seemed to be hanging from the man's neck.As soon as he remembered the story told by Bertha, the bartender, Chobuterrand immediately shouted, "Hoover!
Are you Hoover?
”When the man heard this, he stopped his frenzied swinging, let go of his hand, and let the hammer and spikes fall to the ground.He crouched down blankly, holding his head, as if he was pondering something."
Hoover?
Hoover?
Such a familiar name, am I Hoover?
Or are you Hoover?
I do not know.I don't remember.I don't remember!
”His emotions that had just calmed down became agitated again, and he tugged at his messy and knotted hair with his hands vigorously.Despite tearing off a large clump of hair, he didn't remember any information.The man clenched his fists in distress and tapped on his temples on either side."
Hoover?
Hoover?!
”Naturally, Jobtron couldn't let him go on like this, and if he let this person hurt himself, he would probably act more violently."
O Holy Light!
Let the lost lamb return to the flock.Let the heartless regain their light!
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”This is a spell used to heal mental damage, and it can purify the tainted soul to a certain extent.The man's painful expression was relieved by the spell, and he passed out as if deflated."
Mouse, come and help."
When Chobuterron saw this, he immediately stepped up and helped the man to prevent him from hitting the wall.When the rat heard this, he immediately put away the black powder in his hand and came up to restrain the unconscious wild man."
Damn, this guy stinks to death."
The rat grumbled."
It seems that he lives in front, let's take him first, go to his residence and have a look."
Jobuterrand saw such a clue from the old seals that had spread all the way through the wall, and he said.The dense old seals on the walls make people feel uneasy, and an atmosphere of mystery spreads silently.At the end of the corridor is a separate room with a desk, wardrobe, and wooden bed and other household furniture.Although it looks dilapidated, it once proved that there were people living here.The mouse and Jobrund put the man on the wooden bed, and then Jobputran said to the mouse, "Take care of him first, and call me when he wakes up."
I looked around, and this seemed to be the place where we solved the puzzle. ”The mouse nodded helplessly, pinched his nose and poured some water, wetting the cloth and wiping the man's body.On the dusty table were a mess of artifacts that looked ancient, and at the foot of one of them was a diary-like book.After examining the utensils on the table and finding nothing, Jobron pulled out his notebook from under the table.Because it has been carrying the weight of the table for a long time, the structure of this book is somewhat deformed.Jobuterron blew lightly and blew the dust off the notebook.Carefully turning the first page of the book, I found a name that could barely exist - Katra.The first dozen or so pages are devoted to the boring daily life of Katra's life, including the tedious and miscellaneous tasks of managing the village and the monastery, repairing the fence, and so on.On the last page of the written word, there is a passage written here."
I'm not crazy, it's the archpriest who is crazy!
And the most terrible thing is that the entire monastery has chosen to believe the nonsense of the high priest.As a descendant of the Knower, I know better than anyone that there is no such thing as Light in this world!
The Light was nothing more than a lie from beginning to end, let alone witnessing it.The High Priest came back blind after traveling north, and how could he see the so-called holy light, but I think it should be the common aurora!
But I can be sure that something terrible must have happened to the high priest!
I saw that eye in his eyebrow!
How could the eyes given by the Light they believed in be so evil!
I was wrong, I shouldn't have been so vitriol, I shouldn't have known what I shouldn't know, and I shouldn't have openly confronted what the High Priest did!
That poor child, although I am usually a little vicious to him, I educate him as if he were my own child.The Archpriest brutally killed him with that terrible eye that shot red light, and soaked his body in the barrel in which Sgel was brewed!
Now the whole village and the monastery don't believe me, they all call me a terrible, evil witch!
I had no choice but to escape, put on my ancestral magic riding boots, and fled to this desolate place, in this mysterious black ice cave.The thought that I will spend the rest of my life here makes me feel sorry for myself.If I'm going to die, I'm going to jump into the volcano and get back to nature and be a part of it.If you find this diary, don't forget to put on my magic riding boots and escape, and stay away from Iceland.There's more to this black ice cave than meets the eye.If you want to know everything you need to know about Iceland, enter the second fork on the right side of the cave entrance, which has a long walkway, and follow the walkway to the end and you'll get the answer that will break you.Remember this sigil, it can save your life from the mouth of that beast of prey: the Hound of Tyndallus.Caterrarius. ”Chobuterron sighed after reading it, and it was clear that the owner of the diary, Katra, had jumped into the crater as legend had it.The fact that her bones were not found in this room is the best evidence.Jobuterrand rummaged through the little room, but found nothing of any other value.At this time, the call of a mouse was heard, "My lord, he is awake!"
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