I was Born in Hell

dragon! !

The stone statue depicts a dragon flying and dancing.

It is not the image of the flying lizard in Western mythology, but the five-clawed golden dragon coiled on the stone pillar.

It looks like a camel, with horns like a deer, eyes like a rabbit, ears like a cow, a neck like a snake, a belly like a mirage, scales like a carp, claws like an eagle, and palms like a tiger... It is the image of the orthodox Chinese dragon totem.

Looking into the distance.

The sculpture of the dragon is superbly crafted, its eyes are bright and majestic, and its eighty-one dragon scales make up ninety-nine extreme suns. .

"Master Reaper, those people are all dead."

A thick fog filled the empty hall, and the dust particles passed through the gaps of countless palms, and returned to Gu Fan's side in a circle.

Everyone was lifeless, a large number of corpse spots appeared on the surface of the body, bursts of corpse odor emanated from under the skin, and some grease seeped through the ragged clothes and flowed on the ground.

But one thing is strange.

These corpses sitting on the ground have a very low degree of decay, and judging from the degree to which some of the corpse oil on the ground has dried up...the corpses have been preserved for at least a month.

"Phantom Pupils of Hell!!"

Gu Fan jumped a little, and the ice formed by the extreme cold formed a high platform, surrounded by a cold atmosphere, and the sharper eyes and pupils condensed into bundles, making the surrounding space more transparent.

Wire! !

One after another, faintly visible lines, implicated the foreheads of tens of thousands of people.

Those threads are not composed of matter, nor even solidified by energy, but a collection of "thoughts".

The thoughts and thoughts of tens of thousands of people gathered in one place, just like the ocean is filled with hundreds of rivers, countless small thoughts turned into rivers, surging towards the direction of the dragon.

The dragon became radiant.

All thoughts and thoughts are related to it, "thoughts" make it full of spirituality, and the sculpture seems to come alive, endowed with a special meaning.

spider web...

In the eyes of the phantom pupil of hell, the thoughts and thoughts of tens of thousands of people formed silk threads, condensed into a large spider web, and finally gathered in the Shenlong sculpture, and then poured into the ground, surging continuously.

"They didn't really die."

Gu Fan jumped down,

The extremely cold ladder behind him disappeared, and he came to a corpse sitting cross-legged, and stroked his palm forward.

Kaka Kaka.

The corpse froze into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then shook slightly, the rotting dead body turned into ice crystal fragments, but part of it remained.

brain.

It was a brain that was almost dry.

The original fresh and tender brain has almost turned into a withered dry walnut. The intricate blood vessels are no longer pink and tender, the gray brain is also somewhat discolored, and most of the brain cells have lost their function.

Occasionally, there will be a little blood flow, and the brain will also wriggle a little, and then it will stop completely, entering a state of suspended animation.

Apparently, their bodies were dead, but their brains were still barely alive.

This made Gu Fan think of the "brain in a vat" general Jagged.

Those generals hiding deep underground took their brains out and put them in the nutrition cabin, and survived by remotely controlling the machinery, which was beyond the scope of ordinary people's comprehension.

And these "corpses" in front of them are somewhat similar.

It's just that they don't have such a big cost, they can't stay in the most cutting-edge nutrition cabin, but are trapped in their own bodies and slowly rot, and finally lose their freedom.

In other words.

The brain in a vat is still alive, and it is alive and well, just like an otaku playing games at home before the end of the world, controlling the mechanical characters in reality.

But in these corpses, the brain has lost its activity, and it is impossible to complete the thinking of normal people. Their thoughts are fixed in a very narrow range, and they can only think of some fixed thoughts.

"worship."

Yes, those thoughts are worship.

The incompletely withered brains of the dead bodies are full of admiration for dragons.

They worshiped, admired, and regarded the totem of the dragon as a god, and any other "thinking" could not be achieved.

Thoughts, beliefs, thoughts.

They poured into Shenlong's carvings in an endless stream, just like tens of thousands of "faith" manufacturing machines.

"Is this how the envoys are produced??"

Gu Fan squinted his eyes, and the person who called himself "God Envoy" before would use a power of faith in a similar field.

He was able to borrow some power from the base, and even hurt Gu Fan's skin, scraping a light bloodstain on his face.

It seems that this power of faith comes from the sanctuary.

not only that……

There is more than one sculpture of this dragon.

It is just something like an "energy receiving station", which becomes the transmission carrier of beliefs and thoughts, and is finally imported deep underground.

Gu Fan closed his eyes tightly.

The thoughts spread, and the powerful death consciousness spread out in all directions with the killing intent, forming a huge circle.

"really."

"This hall with tens of thousands of people is not the only faith receiving station."

"There are at least five more exits from the maze, each of which hides tens of thousands of belief machines."

Gu Fan knew the principle of the maze, and it was easier to solve it.

Faith Machine.

Those sculptures depicting the totem of the dragon are like the core of each machine, and the countless unconscious "dead bodies" are part of the belief machine, and each of them can only think about how to "worship" the dragon sculpture in front of them.

There are tens of thousands of people in every belief machine, and there may be hundreds of thousands or even millions of people in total! !

They are all bad-blooded people from all over the world. The refugees who were looking for hard, as well as the exiles who were displaced after the destruction of the surrounding bases, were all gathered here... The people around the Queen of Arms are only a small part.

Little thoughts condense into water droplets.

Countless water droplets gathered on the Shenlong sculpture, and then turned into a river and poured into the ground. The real big conspiracy is under this stone pillar! !

Boom boom boom boom! !

Gu Fan's eyes widened, he took a step forward, and slammed his fist at the lifelike dragon sculpture, smashing the sculpture into pieces with the wind of his fist.

The stone fragments fell with a "crash".

They are just the most common stones, just like the top ten sculptors, shaped by ordinary people, without any magical power in themselves, but can be endowed with meaning under the blessing of tens of thousands of people's thoughts.

The stone wall burst.

Under the dragon sculpture, there is a passage entrance with a diameter of ten meters.

The channel no longer has a "weird" and "ancient" atmosphere, but is full of a sense of future technology, densely covered with electromagnetic channels, calculating some kind of data.

This passage reminded Gu Fan of the hidden base under the Iron and Steel Machinery City, and those "brain in a vat" technologies seemed to be used.

"Go down."

Without fear, Gu Fan jumped down from the entrance, and bursts of smoke surrounded and descended together. The light of the surrounding electrons continued to shine, forming an optical network composed of strong electricity.

defense.

Only now are the defenses really in place. .

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