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Chapter 371: Reality and Illusion

This door that has not been opened for a thousand years has no smell of decay behind it. As if sensing the breath of life, the lights on the metal corridor light up one after another from the outside to the inside...

Compared with the Taikoo base in the northernmost part of the Stigmata, the corridor in front of you is obviously of a different style, a little less cold. The lighting is a yellowish warm tone, the floor is similar to mahogany material, and the horizontal walls are made of metallic silver.

It is dotted with various colors, like graffiti or some kind of suggestive mark.

In front of this two-meter-wide passage, Feng Qinglang took a deep breath, turned around and said gently to Jeffer: "An ancient sage once said that life is like a road, and we all have to walk out of the prosperous scenery in the unknown.

Do you agree?"

Jeffer thought to himself, I don’t agree with it at all.

But he understood what Feng Qinglang meant, which was for him to open the way ahead...

Under Miss Su Huolong's increasingly gentle gaze, Jeffier gritted his teeth and walked forward cautiously.

Feng Qinglang followed closely behind, and whispered to Nan Xinghun: "You follow me, follow every step I take, and I will follow every step of Jaffier."

This statement made Jeffere a little creepy, as if there would be danger here at any time. If he accidentally triggered the mechanism and was shot into a porcupine or something, the two ladies behind him would be able to avoid the danger in time.

So, he was even more cautious, but Feng Qinglang's impatient urging came from behind him: "There is such a big movement, many people are rushing over. You are a seven-foot tall man, how can you walk like a girl?

Poor Jeffer had no choice but to grit his teeth and speed up his pace.

If it were in a familiar environment, such a floor should make clear footsteps, but here, it is a bit strangely silent, as if the floor can absorb all the footsteps, and it is as clean as if someone has been there for a long time.

Cleaning, after walking so far, the surroundings are still spotless...

When the passage turned the third turn, they finally came to the second gate. Encouraged by Feng Qinglang, the humanoid excavator had just served as a pathfinder, and now it was duty-bound to serve as a surveyor to ensure zero risk.

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Facing Nan Xinghun's questioning gaze, Feng Qinglang explained in a low voice: "Since someone has done something at the first door outside, it's hard to say whether someone has set up other traps on the way behind."

According to the inherited opening method, one side is filled with the power of time, and the other side is filled with the power of space. In the silent environment, there seems to be a wisp of breeze blowing. Feng Qinglang can't help but frown, but the door

But it opened smoothly.

The passage behind the door remained the same, and Jefferer did not need to give any orders. He continued walking at the front honestly. After three more turns, they came to the third door...

According to Nan Ling, this will be the last door. Behind the door is the control room that can control the dark red vortex. According to the time bottle of the insidious ancestor of the Guangming Dynasty, the seal here also adds an extra dimension of power.



The two of them couldn't help but take a deep breath at the same time and touch the seal with enough caution.

What surprised them was that they didn't need an additional space force, and the door slowly opened using the same method of opening the seal as before.

What's even more surprising is that the large room behind the door is not as expected. It is equipped with various consoles with a sense of ancient technology.

Behind the door, there is still a passage, no different from the previous passage.

Nan Xinghun looked puzzled and asked in a low voice: "Could it be that the ancestors remembered it wrong, or maybe the number of doors passed down from generation to generation was missing one."

The curve of Feng Qinglang's mouth was obviously a little bitter: "For such an important thing, the probability of remembering it wrong is a bit low..."

Jeffer had already taken a few steps, but when he saw that the two of them didn't follow him, he stopped and turned back to wait.

Feng Qinglang finally said calmly: "Keep going."

After three more turns, there is another door.

There was still no need for special techniques. Behind the door was not the control room they longed to see, but the same passage.

If the ancestors of the Nan family remembered it wrong, then the wrong number would be too outrageous...

Feng Qinglang immediately stopped Jiffel, who was about to continue acting as a pathfinder, and said to Nan Xinghun in a deep voice: "Something's wrong."

Nan Xinghun's face didn't look good either, and he said softly: "Would you like to continue moving forward?"

Feng Qinglang shook her head, recalling all the moments since they entered the door, and said in a deep voice: "The coordinates of our entrance have shifted. Do you think there is another passage? We are entering the second passage now.

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Nan Xinghun couldn't help but said: "If you want to confirm whether it is true or not, it is very simple. Let's go down and take a look."

Feng Qinglang looked at Jaffier and found that the big man with triangular eyes was no longer as frightened and panicked as before. It seemed that he did not object to Nan Xinghun's opinion in his heart.

Therefore, Feng Qinglang shook his head and said: "Actually, I actually thought about going down and taking a look. This is what's wrong. Assuming there is no second passage, we are still in the original correct passage. Someone has arranged it.

Illusion, and we are already trapped in the illusion?"

Feng Qinglang paused and continued: "Then, every time we pass through a door, the illusion will get deeper and deeper until we can't extricate ourselves..."

The rebel is an absolute expert in illusions. Nan Xinghun remained silent and waited for the other party's decision.

Feng Qinglang hesitated for a moment and finally said: "No matter which situation it is, we should exit first. In fact... what I am most worried about now is that it is neither of the two situations."

These words made Nan Xinghun feel an inexplicable panic. It was like a door suddenly opened in the darkest place in her heart. She whispered: "Is there any other possibility?"

"I hope not..."

The three of them exited much faster than when they came in. The sun was still shining brightly outside, and the gravel piled on both sides of the gate was still there.

However, the sunshine could not bring any warmth to Feng Qinglang, because he could not hear the sound of gunfire and fighting coming from the distant naval battle. He would never believe that in just a short while, the pagan fleet and the Whirlpool Alliance had ceased war.

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He jumped up and climbed onto the mountain vine. He quickly climbed up until he reached the mountainside. Looking towards the direction of the dark red vortex, he saw that it was still spinning slowly, as if everything was normal, but...

There isn't even a boat around it.

Along the coast of the Three Stars and Clear Islands, the pagan fleets stationed as well as the fleets of the Whirlpool Alliance, those fleets that were still waiting for the dark red whirlpool to return to normal...all disappeared.

Feeling the seemingly constant wind all around, Feng Qinglang's heart became colder little by little.

Nan Xinghun's voice came from below: "Are we under an illusion?" She also climbed up, clinging to the mountain vine, not far from Feng Qinglang, with a hint of trembling in her voice.

Jeffere was not far from her, with an equally ugly face. He felt that accepting Yungaro's recruitment and going out to sea was the stupidest thing he had ever done in his life. He said in a hoarse voice:

"This... this illusion is too weird, isn't it?"

He remembered the teachings of his predecessors. When encountering a terrible illusion, he would directly wipe his neck with a knife. But when he got the dagger in his hand, he did not dare to wipe it on his neck cruelly because of his lack of experience.
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