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Chapter 232: The Silent Arrival (99): Golden Sea of Flowers (Part 1)

A strong sense of weightlessness surrounds Wright's body, as the previous information was consistent, "Vita Water" had no mass or volume. During the fall, he just felt that he was falling freely in the air, rather than falling into the dark deep sea.

The deeper he fell, Wright felt that the light around him became more and more blocked by the "Vita Water", becoming dim and lifeless.

The darker, quieter, and lonely falling, Wright felt a sense of extreme withdrawal.

Just like walking in the ever-changing wilderness, it is like being in a state of yellow sand, with gravel and gravel at the feet, and a vast and desolate place ahead, as if you can never find the end of your sight.

The whispers of loneliness, indifference, anxiety, and pain began to echo in his ears, endless "sorrow", the emotion mixed with the smell of "death in life" began to erode his heart that had become mechanical and exuded azure blue light.

Until the darkness reached its peak, in the "Vita Water" that had no mass and volume and could breathe perfectly, Wright's orifices quietly overflowed with wisps of pure white smoke that was perfectly and gracefully wriggling.

They intertwined and changed around Wright's body, dancing freely. As he fell, they formed an extremely complex mechanical spider totem that even the best painter could not complete, outlined with lines.

Immediately afterwards, as the sounds around and the breath of "sorrow" quickly faded away, Wright suddenly opened his eyes.

"How long will it take?" Wright murmured softly and looked around.

After the blurring caused by briefly and hard closing of eyes disappeared, Wright saw a ray of light in the endless darkness.

In an instant, he seemed to hear someone singing a country music with a very Cruzard style in the innocent voice of a girl.

Then, the subtle and hazy light began to spread gradually, like a group of fireflies coming in the long night. In an instant, the surroundings began to become dim and turbid from pure black.

With the subtle light, when falling, Wright saw himself walking through an industrial city that had rotated ninety degrees perpendicular to the original ground.

There is no verdant, flowers and birds singing here, no majestic mountains and rivers, no warm sun, and no terrifying scarlet moon hanging high above the top.

Some are a piece of abandoned silence.

Countless steel buildings lie across the vast city, and the towering iron towers are penetrated by huge steel bars flying from nowhere. They are tilting to the side in a strange posture, which seems to be shaking, but they just form a triangular structure with the steel bars, standing like a knight.

There are several rusty warships floating above the "naked" riverbed. They have no masts, no flags, and even a lot of hulls are missing, but they still protect the solid and continuous bridges behind them like royal "guardians".

The bridge was very long, and neither in the previous world nor in the Sunnese Empire in this wasteland world, Wright had never seen such a majestic bridge project.

Although there is no tumbling river water, its length of at least one kilometer and its width of thirty meters demonstrate the ultimate power used by humans to conquer nature during the steam era.

Continue to fall, a mechanical building with a height of nearly 100 meters, with a heavy technological style passing by Wright.

The majestic tall buildings almost cover the magnificent mountains behind. The dark style made Wright feel the insignificance of human beings, and in an instant, the absolute worship of machinery.

The wide base below, the solid wall in the middle, and the thin tower above it seems to be inserted into the clouds, forming a picture of a very futuristic style.

Majestic and short-lived, like a capsized steam era human civilization.

In just two or three seconds, the building figure just now completely dissipated. In an instant, Wright actually saw the dark "dome" shrouded in the edge of the city!

It is so spectacular, so majestic, so magnificent!

It protects humans and cities like the palm of a giant, the holy shield of a knight, and the sky of the "Sanctuary".

Letterton felt that the dome was not a disaster or an enemy, but a guardian. The dome shrouded in Socrates protects generations of imperial people, keeping them from "virus" and from outside war games.

But as long as the Socra Committee first finds the divine realm of the "Daughter of the Mechanical Yuan" and starts the "Blood Night Ritual" and "Lalaye's Dream", all the beauty will dissipate. At that time, the blood of millions of people may dye the night sky red and flow into the Ruin River, becoming an indelible shame in the history of the empire's New Yuan.

While thinking, a thick fog that was extremely intoxicating suddenly surged out, wrapping up Wright.

The bright white fog occupied and deprived Wright of all his senses. It was not until the extreme white burning made him feel the horror and panic that surpassed the darkness that he felt that his body had gently fell to the ground, and he finally ended this torturous journey.

"The ground... is the ground. Have you... arrived?" Wright said softly.

Immediately afterwards, he first clenched his fist with his left hand and beat the ground hard. After hearing the dull sound of the collision between the flesh and the ground, he smiled, supported his heavy body, and stood up shakingly.

At the same time, the strange thick fog that enveloped his body instantly dissipated. After truly opening his eyes, he actually saw the long-lost sunshine!

"Light?Light! Hahahahahahaha..." Wright exclaimed. He ignored the long-term darkness and suddenly saw the stinging pain and tears in his eyes after seeing the strong light. He danced and jumped like a child, laughing provocatively, looking at the surrounding environment.

He was too depressed, indeed, he was too depressed during this period.

Since experiencing a strange dream and waking up from the city of Socra, he rarely sees the real sunshine in reality.

In this wasteland world, everything is dark, dark, scarlet, long night sky and scarlet moon hanging high in the sky are the reality that accompany him the most; psychedelic colors, chaotic spaces, and various creatures with evil purposes are the dreams that accompany him the most.

He hasn't seen the light for a long time. Since the beginning of the "Silent Advent Battle" and the brilliant fire of the "Aluminum Hot End" shells, he has been in a dim situation and has no use to see the real "light".

In this short, sun-filled state, Wright finally no longer has to feel the solemn atmosphere and tense nerves.

With the power of the red magic source, he should have been born in light, embracing the light, annihilated all the filth that belongs to the darkness, and cutting off all evil spirits, monsters, darkness and dimness.

"Era V: The Creator created humans and at the same time gave them the soul of seeking light. Human beings naturally long for light, just like plants long for water. The place where light exists is the place where hopes for existence."

In an instant, a motto from "The Dark Book" echoed in Wright's mind.

After experiencing the joy and excitement of seeing the light again, Wright gasped heavily, supported his sour jealous knees with one hand, and stood there.

After his physical strength was slightly restored, he regained his rationality, looked around and began to examine the surrounding environment.

The sky is the extremely normal blue color, with several clouds of different shapes floating. Between the blue curtains is a normal sun, radiating white light to the earth.

Looking down, Wright was stepping on the soft soil. The ground not far ahead was covered with lush green grass. They floated like seaweed in the wind, but they were neat and uniform, forming the grassland.

The sight swept further away, there was a sea of ​​sunflowers that could not be seen at the end. Countless sunflowers flowers were "gazing" at the anxious sun, as if they were paying their highest respect.

Overall, this place is like a vast plain in the east of the mountains in the border area of ​​the Sunny Empire, which is unwelcome to the public, or a beautiful grassland formed by the junction of the Cruzde Empire and the Sunny Empire, west of the southern swamp, and east of the dying area at the end of the tributary where the Mamous River diverted northward.

Incredible, incredible!

Wright rubbed his eyes hard, and while smiling, he slapped himself several times. After confirming that this was not a dream, he lowered his head and held his chin and analyzed carefully:

"I don't feel like I'm coming to the underground world or the underwater world, but more like I'm coming to another parallel space. According to common sense, there shouldn't be such a vast grassland in the center of the silent highland, and this sea of ​​sunflowers with no margins... It seems right. This is really a connection place for the 'alien space'. Sure enough, the closer we get to the realm of the gods, the extraordinary evil will fade away. This is the ultimate beautiful situation in the human worldview."

"However, in this way, the space is too large and there is no direction. It seems that Luo Nai... the mechanical body has not successfully traveled through the 'Vita Water'. If there is a confusion in time and space, I'm afraid it will have to wait. If you explore the divine realm by yourself... where is its direction? Could it be a sunflower? Wait, sunflower!"

Wright looked up suddenly, his black eyes swirled around his eyes, focusing his eyes on the sea of ​​sunflowers.

"If I remember correctly, the sunflower is the second national flower of Cruz. I remember Molos told me that the Cruz German flower is chamomile. This plant is short and the young flowers symbolizes the will of "strong life, growth in adversity, and indomitable". It coincides with the will needed by the Cruz people living in the cold. But chasing the sun is also their need. Longing for light and abandoning darkness is also their will. Therefore, it is not difficult to find traces of sunflowers in their culture. If you say so, why don't you try to enter the sea of ​​sunflowers? Maybe you will have new discoveries? Try...?"

While thinking, Letterton felt the scene in front of him change strangely for a moment, and looked around again, he was already among the sunflowers!

Just as he was about to take a step and explore deeper, Wright suddenly felt his shoulder being slapped by a thin palm.

Immediately afterwards, he heard a resentful, gentle, unique voice belonging to the boy:
Chapter completed!
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