Chapter 461 Wasteland (Twenty-Three)

"You come up too."

After giving Sybil the cold command, Kelson turned to Fu Qian again.

This guy really hasn’t forgotten his original intention!

Fu Qian, who was enjoying the show, found that he really couldn't stay out of it.

However, he was very curious about this special place, so he didn't raise any objection at all.

The beam was a certain height away from their position, but this was no problem for the demigod.

Fu Qian jumped slightly and was already standing on it.

This beam has been soaked in the sewage below for who knows how many years. Not only does it taste refreshing, but it is also thickly coated at first glance.

And with the slippery feeling on his feet, Fu Qian followed Sybil.

Although she was responsible for the first exploration, Sybil seemed to be very calm and moved forward unhurriedly.

Amidst the howling wind, Kelson also fell on the beam and walked behind the two of them.

The beam was not too short, but the three demigods were more efficient and quickly reached the opposite side.

Now I can see clearly that what I just saw below is a passage perpendicular to the beam, which is very hidden among various carvings.

Standing at this position, you can see that at the end of the passage, there is a door that is different from other places.

Sibel didn't say anything. He walked ahead and quickly reached the foot of the gate.

Fu Qian followed and found that the door should be made of some kind of special metal and had cold tentacles.

However, considering that it is much smaller than the previous stone door, it shouldn't be difficult to open.

"Shall I open it?"

Sybil turned to Kelson, asking for his opinion.

Her intention was very clear, and she did not want Kelson to misunderstand anything.

"good."

Kelson nodded crisply and took two steps to the side.

He chose this position so that he could see the scene inside the door immediately, and if there was any possible attack inside, he would not be the first to bear the brunt.

Sybil, who had received his approval at this time, did not waste time and directly used her hands.

With a heavy creaking sound, the black door slowly opened inwards.

Nothing rushed out.

Sybil waited for a few seconds, then turned to look at Colson inquiringly again.

Just when the latter nodded and Sybil was about to go in to find out, Kelson pointed to the front.

"You go in first."

"OK!"

Fu Qian stepped forward without any surprise, without any hesitation.

The space behind the door is not large, and the layout is not the obvious ceremonial hall like before. Instead, it looks a bit like a living room.

And in the depth of the room directly opposite the door, on an object that looked like a bed or a couch, there was a figure wearing a long cloth with no visible color, kneeling there with rickets.

Other than that, there's nothing special.

this is……

After confirming that nothing strange had happened, Sybil and Coulson also walked in and immediately locked onto the figure.

"Go and lift the cloth!"

After a few seconds of silence, Kelson ordered directly to Fu Qian.

As a demigod, he could naturally tell that the kneeling person was already dead.

But along the way, it became clear that this underground ruins was weird, and there was no need to use ready-made cannon fodder.

Fu Qian, who had high hopes, did not refuse. He took two steps forward and took out his gun at the same time.

Stretch the barrel of the gun under the long cloth and gently pick it up before paying.

I don't know how many years have passed, but the latter has long been decayed and broken into several pieces in an instant, revealing the body underneath.

hiss!

Kelson's surprised voice sounded almost at the same time.

Under the cloth, there was indeed a withered body, which looked like it had been dead for a long time.

But for some reason, it did not turn into a pile of bones, but shrank into a mummy.

As a demigod, Coulson certainly couldn't be surprised by a corpse.

What attracted his attention was that several buckles could be seen under the body, which firmly fixed the two legs, forcing it to remain in a kneeling position.

Looking further up, there are even locks on both hands, and long chains extend out.

In addition, judging from the long hair tied up, the corpse should be that of a woman.

Whatever the reason, the person who did this to her seemed to intend for her to maintain a posture of repentance.

"She has... four hands?"

At this time, Kelson took another step closer and pointed at the back of the mummy.

In addition to the arms that were clasped together in front, there were indeed two dry bones.

"Is it possible that she is locked here because of her physical deformity?"

Following Kelson's discovery, Sybil analyzed it very cooperatively.

"Yes and no."

Fu Qian shook his head.

"What's the meaning?"

Kelson stared at him coldly, with undisguised murderous intent in his eyes.

He was originally wary of this guy of unknown origin.

Now looking at his performance along the way, he is indeed no ordinary character. His true intention of coming here is really intriguing.

"Because the body deformity is locked in here, it's a real possibility."

"But you have to see clearly, the things on his back are not hands, but more like wings."

Fu Qian ignored Kelson and explained to himself.

"wing?"

There was a deep sigh in Kelson's tone, and he looked down with Sybil.

After Fu Qianyi reminded them, they also discovered something strange about the latter.

Although it is almost curled up into a ball, the long bone ends, the abnormally proportioned bifurcation and the outer membrane are indeed more like the shape of wings.

how so!

Wings, angels, dungeons, are they really the cells where angels are kept?

The two were surprised, but Fu Qian was thinking about his mission.

"If you follow your words."

At this time, Sybil stretched out her hand, and inside were two feathers of different lengths and colors.

"We saw a lot of feathers along the way...and she had wings...it was easy to relate to."

"But why can't you see a single feather on the wings?"

"Her hair is well preserved, so it's impossible for her feathers to rot."

“People need to be open-minded.”

Facing this question, Fu Qian pointed to his head.

"Actually, the answer just now may not be able to explain your question."

"She is locked up here because of her deformity... Of course having wings is a kind of thing, but if there are no feathers on the wings, can it also be a kind of thing?"

this……

Fu Qian's answer once again silenced the two demigods.

"What you said is indeed a possibility."

After a long time, Sybil finally spoke slowly.

"Judging from the mirror at the intersection and the feathers around it, the people who built this ruins may indeed have beliefs related to wings, and it is not surprising that some special individuals are considered blasphemous."

"very good!"

Fu Qian nodded appreciatively, raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

"As the saying goes, if you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening!"