God Slayer Chronicles 68 The Continuum - Echoing Halls

"Ugg." Yang Fu felt sick to his stomach, just witnessing the scene.

Meat turned around, with a wave of his hand and a ma.s.sive cracking of ancient mechanisms a staircase opened up in front of him, dust flew about in a storm, and Yang Fu coughed deeply.

"Follow Meat to master's grounds."

The monolithic figure descended into the pitch-black below, his steps echoing as the grey twisted toenails of his bare feet stomped down the staircase's stone slabs.

"Follow." His voice was eery, like death upon the wind. One that every warrior knew.

Yang Fu's eyes darted backwards and forwards to the pair in an endless series of statues, each s.p.a.ced five feet apart.

The bat and the Unicorn simply glowed in their eyes, as if saying, "Follow him and quick!"

Yang Fu took a deep breath, wiped the reaming cultivator mush from his brow and followed Meat closely. The staircase, resealing itself as he entered into the deep dark below.

"Whew. He's gone." The Silver Horn sighed, wondering what happened.

"I've never seen someone avoid all the illusion arrays before… I wonder how he did it?" the Blood Sky mumbled deeply confused.

"Wait, why did the Caretaker come here to greet him… do you think, He, brought him here on purpose?" Silver Horn's voice quivered a little.

"Don't be daft, that old b.a.s.t.a.r.d-"

Boom!

The statue of the bat exploded pieces, the rubble on the ground turning to dust within seconds.

"Blood Sky?!" the Unicorn's voice went hoa.r.s.e.

"I think I'll be going back to my slumber now… I wonder how Wei Dong will react to this… I wonder if he's still alive?" Silver Horn muttered to himself.

Grrrrr

Along the floor slid another statue, it was of a purple serpent. It had horns on its head and a vile streak, mixed with different shades of green going throughout.

"Eyy, Daoist Greenshade. Long-time no see!"

The Serpent's eyes lit up, and it made a hissing sound, "Screw off Jun-Jun! It's your fault we're all here!"

"Awww, you sound so upset. Perhaps you shouldn't have tried to ambush me then! Pff!" Silver Horn burst out laughing.

Behind him, for at least five hundred feet, Jun-Jun heard a thousand mumbles and groans.

"Maybe you shouldn't have angered us so!" Greenshade hissed once again, her voice agitated.

"Oh, come on! I didn't do anything that bad." Jun-Jun snickered to himself.

"I do wish I could kill you," Greenshade mumbled, her eyes going silent as stone.

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Below.

The gentle patting of Meat's feet was followed by the heavy trudging of Yang Fu's waddling, feeling his way through the darkened corridor.

In the ever-deepening ancient hall, Yang Fu asked, "Who's the Master you're taking me to… Meat?"

"Master is the Lord of the Continuum; he built it with his own two hands." A deep and hollowed voice rung out through the hallways, not stopping as he spoke.

"Oh." Yang Fu nodded, not pushing the matter. Every time this – Meat, spoke, it sent shivers down his spine.
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What little information he could extract had been taken, any more and the sweaty pools on his robe would turn into oceans.

Looking about and as his vision started to adjust Yang Fu could barely make out deeply engraved carvings upon the wall.

On them was a horde of men and women, all tall and mighty. Their bodies covered in blood, their eyes, all of them, fixed on a single point.

A tall man adorned in sagely robes. Next to him were three people, two men and a woman. Each of which was on their knees.

The man in the sagely robes had a third eye in the centre of his forehead. In that carving the eye had the symbol of the heavens carved within, teardrops fell creating oceans of grief.

"Your Master… Lord Continuum, is he the one in these carvings?"

Meat halted, looking to his right and reaching out with his hand, hovering over the beautifully etched stone.

"This… is not Master." He said slowly, but with some sorrow.

"How come-"

"This is Master's progenitor." He said sombrely, walking onwards.

They continued their walk for a while; Yang Fu couldn't tell how long it was, all he knew was that his legs ached, and his eyes had adjusted superbly to the darkness within.

"Stop." The deep voice rumbled throughout the hallway, the room grew cold, and the heart of Yang FU steeled itself.

"The second trail is ahead. The Mind Trail."

"The Mind Trial? What's that, what should I expect? Some illusion or a horrible beast which tries to invade my mind?" Yang Fu said, both a tantalising excitement and heart shaking dread occupied his muddled voice.

"You will see."

Bang!

Meat slammed his foot down on the floor!

All of a sudden, both he and Yang Fu shot upwards, the sound of metal contraptions rung throughout the hall.

Whoosh!

"Ahhh! What's happening?!" the middle-aged man screamed, any semblance of his heroic and stoic demeanour had long since disappeared from the heavens and earth.

On a stone elevator Meat and Yang Fu travelled upwards so fast Yang Fu was pinned to the floor by air pressure.

Crash!

Yang Fu stood up, brushing himself off.

The wind crushing him had ended, and he was no longer in a narrow hallway, only ten-feet high. No, now he was in a garden, it was night, yet it was lit up like a star in the sky.

The sound of flowing water entered his ears, many flowers bloomed, and the plants in the garden were like neon lights shining in the dark.

In the middle of the garden was a table, on the table there were three items.

A cube of many different colours. Each of which was in a mismatched pattern.

A box, it had a keyhole in both its front face and its top face.

Finally, there was a mammoth tusk on the floor. It was golden and red, yet covered with microscopic inscriptions in an unknown language, each word of which made the critical shine with warm light, pulsing away like a tiny heartbeat.

"Three days, that is what Master gives. The advice: All secrets are within; the heart cannot be impatient. To the many answers that may be given, only the heart is the truest of them all." Meat spoke, his entire body fading into smoke that went away with the wind. Only the gentle sound of water remained.

"Huh?!" Yang Fu looked onwards, his face contorted, unable to comprehend what had happened.