He and It

With the voice of a hero, Xie Ning's situation is really much better than others. Those boys and girls who were crying sadly and hugging each other were all hostages of the country defeated by Cilicia. No matter how noble they were, the princes and princesses had their hands tied at this moment, like cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered. The team was sent into the underground palace of Arima, where the heaven and earth could not be seen, the legendary residence of Echidna.

In fact, after setting foot on the land of Cilicia, they only had one identity left, that is, they were the slaves of King Xothoth. A strong king who conquers all countries with violence will indeed not treat his slaves kindly.

Xie Ning walked at the forefront of the team. He did not have to tie his hands, but he still had to tie a strong and heavy rope around his waist to connect the people behind him. When walking, his appearance was completely different from others, which had attracted many soldiers guarding the sacrifices to look at him in surprise.

Yes, yes, he thought feebly, I am just so deflated, so thin, and so meatless. Are you satisfied? Have you seen the diversity of species? Can you stop staring?

He closed his lips in distress, and the royal children behind him all lamented and burst into tears at the cruel fate they were about to suffer. They kept cursing Xothoth and the monster that looked like a god but not a god. Many people even forced their way out of the soldiers' blockade and swore that they would be willing to be the lowest servants for the rest of their lives, serving the king of Cilicia. They only asked for them. Don't send him to the underground palace. However, even such a humble request was still not allowed.

In contrast, Xie Ning still didn't cry or speak.

He knew in his heart that all the monsters, ghosts and gods were all nonsense. If the Cilicians really just sent them to the underground palace and did nothing else, then he would be a little relieved.

During this period, several princes from Cilicia came here as masters and wanted to see the only "son of the gods" who had been sacrificed in the past three years. They shouted contemptuously and ordered their servants to come forward to harass them. He wanted Xie Ning to reveal his family background personally to show his superiority, because they claimed to be the descendants of Poseidon, and only the gods on Mount Olympus could compare with their bloodline.

However, Xie Ning remained silent. He pretended that he was really mute and deaf, and even though his forehead was broken by the stones thrown by the other party, and the blood kept wetting his eyes and dyeing his vision red, he still stubbornly held the painting book, like a clam holding pearls. shell.

Get lost, you bitches, he thought, after all I owe the people of Eleusis, I can forget about being robbed for them, what ugly things are you. Even if I die outside or jump down, I will not show my paintings to people in your country. Are you worthy of that?

However, people in this era have really good moral character. The descendants of the royal family behind him and around him, even if they were unable to protect themselves, saw the sons of Xothoth insulting them, but many of them were willing to stand up and yell at each other, making the scene full of excitement. If Xie Ning hadn't been beaten, he would have been in a better mood.

Three days passed like this. Three days later, Xie Ning, wearing Philu Weng's cloak, followed a long sacrificial procession and was escorted into the entrance of the underground palace by soldiers.

Strangely enough, at the entrance to the underground palace, the steps are not set up in the middle. There is a slippery straight road in the middle with many scratch marks on it, and there are simple and simple stone steps on both sides. As soon as the person who entered stood up the steps, even if he didn't scream miserably, his two arms trembled and fell to the ground, almost causing the people behind him to fall with him.

Xie Ning's palms were sweating. He didn't know what was going on. Was it true fear, or was it a torture trap set by the Cilicias on the stone steps, to give these people a blow?

The sounds of crying and pleading were endless, and Xie Ning was trembling. He ignored the disgust and took a deep breath of the rotten smell coming from the ground. His palms were sweating, and he stepped on the first step.

He froze.

A real and strange illusion unfolded in his eyes in an instant. Among the many fallen stone pillars, scattered bones, endless gold and mountain-like thrones, Xie Ning saw a shadow, half-lying and looking at herself.

Its exposed half body is that of a human being, its winding half body is that of a snake, with long smooth and dark curly hair scattered around. Its tan skin is covered with jewels and tattooed with many complicated and brilliant golden patterns. Even its ebony lips are condensed. There is a little vertical gold mark on it.

The face of this creature is like a god or a demon. Under the deep eyebrows, there is a pair of brilliant eyes, just like the broken sun. It has nothing to do with joy, anger, sorrow, and just staring, there is madness that breaks the heart.

So ancient, primitive, savage and debauched, it is half gorgeous and half ugly, half ignorant and half sinful, half perfect brilliance and the other half filthy and rotten.

He finally knew why those people were desperate and why they were screaming. The steps are the medium. The moment they stepped into the underground palace for the first time, everyone faced the real owner of this place, the creation named Echidna.

After coming to this era, Xie Ning moved her lips, looked dazed, and awkwardly spoke the first universal language.

"Beautiful," he said, "really, you are so beautiful."

The author has something to say:

[I wanted to write more, but found out that today is already the 8th, my birthday! Then give everyone some little red envelopes to celebrate, just 300! 】

Echidna: *In a daze, staring at the empty space, unable to decide which one to eat first this time*

Xie Ning: *jumping around, accidentally peeking into the underground palace owner's room* Ouch, I saw a beautiful thing! Hello, are you a human or a snake?

Echidna: *Surprised, hissed, and continued to be surprised* What, what, what? What did you just jump over?

Chapter 139 The Snake of Pharisee (5)

Echidena leaned in the nest of the underground palace. His eyes passed through the shield of bronze boulders without any hindrance and saw the sacrifices offered to him by the descendants of Poseidon.

He opened his lips slightly, spit out his forked black tongue, and tasted the fear and the smell of tears flowing in the air. He heard those noble-born kings and grandsons uttering words of supplication to the gods, praying to escape the shadow of death and the misery of misfortune. It is a pity that the gods they respected turned a deaf ear, because the underground palace of Arima is like the abyss of Tartarus, a place where gods who claim to be holy cannot set foot and interfere.

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