Break Through the Steam Game Library Chapter 57

　　 all the way to the bottom of the abyss, here are the remains of container masks, thickly paved.

　　 The white mask has been stained with gray and black dirt, and is extremely fragile corroded by the void.

　　 Stepping on the wreckage ground is the same as stepping on the sea of ​​bones.

　　 was disturbed by outsiders, a group of black matter flew out of the wreckage pile, swirling, and condensed into shadows in the air.

　　 They are like little knights, except that the whole body is pitch black, and the shape of the head mask is similar.

　　 They are the shadows of dead containers.

　　 The container of failure, the body fell into the abyss, the soul merged into the void, and turned into an unwilling ghost.

　　 Even though they are dead, they still can't speak, because they are not given the ability to speak in front of them, Lu Zhengkang can feel their malice.

　　 These ghosts are inexhaustible, and Lu Zhengkang is unwilling to entangle him.

　　 There are two passages at the bottom of the abyss, which are in a straight line with the gate on the top of the abyss. Lu Zhengkang finds the passage in the same direction as the gate, avoids the ghost, and enters it.

　　 Here is a darkness that cannot be turned away. The light of the light fly lantern can't spread far away, only strange sculptures and hanging plants can be seen in the darkness.

　　 Crazy, dull, and painful, the air here makes it hard to breathe, and even just being in it will make you feel unusually unpleasant.

Lu Zhengkang kept his feet on the ground and proceeded carefully. When he came to a black pool, the black water in the pool was calm and completely dead, but before Lu Zhengkang walked to the edge of the pool, the pool water surged and stretched out dense black tentacles. , Waving frantically, blocking the top of the pool.

　　 These are the void tendrils that the little knight paid special attention to.

　　Lu Zhengkang flew high. Fortunately, the pool was not big, and the tendrils hadn't been extended too long. Lu Zhengkang flew over the top of the cave.

　　 The road ahead is completely blocked. Fortunately, the terrain is complicated and there is always a way to go.

　　 kept going deep and came to an empty hole in the ground.

　　 In the darkness, a towering building faintly reveals an extraordinary figure, and strong light is cast from the top of the building, forming a huge light cone, covering the front.

　　 Lu Zhengkang knew that this was a beacon to suppress the void tendrils. The little knight had been here and had already turned on the beacon. He didn't need to go up and turn on the light.

　　 The outer wall of the lighthouse is like palm bark, and large scaly slabs are superimposed on layers. The slabs have eye-shaped carvings. There are countless slabs and countless eyes, staring at all directions, evil and wild.

　　 The light of the lighthouse was projected on a huge lake of void, and the cone of light paved an elliptical light path, and the darkness of the void was suppressed by the light, unable to riot.

　　 Lu Zhengkang flies in the light, looking down on the lake.

　　The darkness that can't be penetrated by strong light, and even a thick black background can be printed through the light film. Are there unknown secrets buried in the lake? No one can know, because stepping into such a manic void is a dead end.

　　 Lu Zhengkang wanted to find a mild void substance and be baptized.

　　 came to the other side and continued to penetrate the dark passage.

　　 twists and turns, all the way to the end.

　　 In a narrow hole.

　　 There is a huge beetle corpse, which has been petrified, with a slender arm holding a stone basin, and black water overflows from the basin.

　　 Lu Zhengkang stood in front of a curtain of sloping void matter.

　　 Feel the quiet breath.

　　 These void substances are pure, not contaminated by acquired maliciousness, only the attributes of void essence.

　　 Lu Zhengkang floats in front of the basin.

　　 He hesitated, hesitated.

　　 Before the final moment of life and death, he asked himself, is it necessary to fight like this?

　　 He asked himself this question repeatedly.

　　 This is a question that can rise to philosophy, and the answer varies from person to person.

　　 Lu Zhengkang's thinking spread out. He found out various reasons to convince himself to give up the fear hidden in his heart, but he couldn't.

　　 He discovered that it was only his own fantasy that had always driven him to this point.

　　 The love of games and the love of life, but this can only be counted as inertia.

　　 People are always pushed forward by life and their own heart, but once they start, it is not easy to slow down.

　　 step by step to today, it is difficult to look back, and he is not willing to look back.

　　 Lu Zhengkang who didn't even bother to read the book a second time, asked him to give up the task in front of him, it was impossible.

　　 He laughs at himself as a stubborn ordinary person. He has always been, and I hope he will still be.

　　 jumped into the void.

　　 The shadow churned, wrapping his body.

　　The dream world.

　　 Outside the protective layer of the white mask, there is no longer the golden beauty, but nothingness.

　　 The darkness enveloped Lu Zhengkang's body and his dreams.

The protection of the 　　 mask seemed to be impervious, but the influence of the void penetrated into the interior unknowingly.

　　 Fighters have become crazy in their battles and lack organization. This phenomenon is very obvious among low-level fighters, and there is a tendency to spread to the upper level.

　　 Those fighters who could not bear the invisible burden fell one by one, black tears seeping from their eye sockets.

　　 They could not be resurrected, and they have merged into the void.

　　 Total consciousness canceled the battle and took back all sub-consciousness.

　　The grand arena dissipated.

　　 A round of white sun, floating in the golden sea of ​​light, covered with a pure white shield, floating in the dark together.

　　The ocean of shadows raged, and it penetrated the shield little by little.

　　 The white sun fell.

　　 The golden scenery went out.

　　 Void devours everything.

　　 There is no sound, no picture, no touch, no smell.

　　 cannot speak, observe, touch, smell.

　　 neither knows the ups, downs, lefts, and right, nor the time goes by.

　　 The concept of time disappeared completely.

　　 are sliding into nothingness together.

　　 Nothingness, death.

　　 fear.

　　 Anxiety, irritability, hatred, pain, regret.

　　 Continue to fall.

　　 keep falling.

　　 I don't know the name, I don't know the shape, there is no existence, and there is no future.

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　　 The thinking faded a little bit, and the memory was completely untouchable.

　　 Quiet, everything is extremely peaceful.

　　 The pale king, bound the void, fabricated the container.

　　 The original container, the mind is perfect, and can speak. His heart is very strong and he can overcome everything in dreams, but in reality he is too weak.

　　 Radiant light is real, not a false dream. A container that can only kill the enemy in a dream is a waste.

　　 He was not given a bone nail, he was expelled.

　　 He himself picked up a handful of children's toy bone nails and a wooden bone nail, which he named the Terminator of Life.

　　 He dreams all day, defeating enemies one by one in the dream.

　　 He longed for the approval of the pale king.

　　 But he can't, can't even get close, can't see the king-his father.

　　His name is Zote.

　　 His existence humiliated the king, and he firmly believed that creation does not require mind.

　　 Afterwards, the container has no open and closed mouth.

　　 The containers are fighting in the abyss.

　　The dust body of the loser fell from the wall of the well, crackling, karaoke, and bones piled up.

at all costs.

　　 Creators and creations are lunatics.

　　 Until one day, a perfect container appeared.

　　 is so powerful and pure in mind.

　　He was taken away by the pale king and nurtured carefully.

　　 The remaining newborn container larvae are expelled from the holy nest.

　　 They have to survive alone in a crisis-ridden world, and they have to supplement enough nutrition to grow their weak bodies.

　　They were not hollow knights, but hungry knights.

　　 A group of unintentional evil spirits crawling out of hell.

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