Bizarre Detective Agency

  Chapter 1410 Fifty-two. The Truth About the Fall of Cultivated Land

  Clouds have the same origin as the gloom of the ocean.

  The sea breeze brings indistinguishable spray and rainy coldness.

   Lu Li stood on the deck of the Immortal Giant floating on the sea, looking at the silent and familiar Wanghai Cliff in the distance.

   "Cultivated Land Garden."

  Lu Li's whispers evoked a vague consciousness that was like a dream.

   "Why did you send me here?"

  The Immortal Giant with a broken anchor was still drifting, Lu Li thought he would be sent to the time when the black ring came.

   Or is this when the black ring comes?

   "The old gods shared the firewood, and there was not much left in the cultivated land... The cultivated land once met the owner of the dream, and he shared the dream with the cultivated land..."

   Cultivated Land tells a broken story: the dying Cultivated Land was rescued by an existence called the Lord of Dreams, endowed with dream fragments, and thus captured the only human who approached for decades. However, there will be accidents in the weak Cultivated Land Garden, such as in front of him - he failed to send Lu Li to the time when the black ring came.

   "Now sending you to..."

   "Wait first."

  Looking at the distant land where the mist is gradually rising.

  Since we're here, we should spend some time investigating what happened on the eve of the Black Ring's arrival.

  Lu Li put down the lifeboat, got into the wooden boat naked because of the protection of the cultivated land, picked up the oars, and rowed towards the blurry Wanghai cliff.

  The mist quickly enveloped, and in a blink of an eye there was only thick gray fog left, but Lu Li was already very close to the beach.

  Different from the tidal sound of the waves looming, when the oars hit something, the distant sound of the boat came from the depths of the fog behind.

   Woo—

  Lu Li stopped paddling and looked at the fog when he came: "What's wrong with the Immortal Giant?"

   "It sank."

   "Because of what?"

   Cultivated land was silent for a moment: "Cultivated land does not know..."

   "Is this also the case in reality?"

   "If it has nothing to do with you..."

  Lu Li is a variable in dreams. Without his influence, everything that happened in the dream would carry over to reality.

  Continue to row the oars, when Lu Li saw the sandy beach more than ten meters away, suddenly there were more "travelers" around: the objects on the Immortal Giant drifted to the shore with the ocean current.

  The wooden boat trembled slightly and stopped in the shallows.

   Frothing waves wash on both sides, suitcases. Boards, clothes and he landed at the same time.

  Among these things, Lu Li saw a notebook in a familiar black cover, and reached out to fish it out.

  The notes soaked in seawater have not rotted and can be opened normally. Open the cover, vaguely familiar content emerges:

  【I bought this diary, it will record what I saw and heard on the road while pursuing you. When I see you, I will give it to you as a gift. 】

   This is the diary of Alaide on the ship.

  Lu Li turned to the end, and saw that there was a new content behind.

  【Goodbye, my dear Lisa. 】

   This is not the end, because a few pages later, the crooked handwriting reveals:

  【Lisa...where are you...I want to...find you...】

  Lu Li put the diary together, put it back into the sea water, let the waves sweep it away, stepped into the shoal where his calf was submerged, and walked onto the beach.

  Follow the path back to Wanghai Cliff. The school building on the edge of the cliff is silent, except for the bonfire raised in the air.

  Deep in the mist, the direction of the town surged with the same origin of the bonfire. When Lu Li was about to approach the town, a solid, pitch-black strange figure passed by his feet and spread forward—

  At this time, the Shadow of Thief Fire, who had not yet become a light-stealer, stretched out from the coast with constant waves, and grabbed the burning bonfire.

  When he was about to touch the bonfire, Lu Li stepped on its slender shadow. The strange claw that was grabbing towards the bonfire retracted violently as if startled.

   Thoughtful, Lu Li suddenly walked towards the Shadow of Thieves Fire, and stomped on it again. Shadowpaw continued to back away. Lu Li followed the shadow of Thieves Fire to the coast, and after stepping on the shadow again, it retreated into the shallow surf.

   "Cultivated land, protect me from diving."

"it is good."

   "Give me another oil lamp."

  A bright oil lamp appeared in Lu Li's hand, he lifted the lamp, and walked into the sea step by step.

  The waves were isolated by an invisible force. Holding the oil lamp, Lu Li followed the guidance of the shadow of Pirate Fire and went deep into the sea along the seabed.

  The dark and quiet seabed is full of dust and silt, reflecting the light of oil lamps wetly.

  About ten minutes later, Lu Li stepped on the Shadow of Fire Thief for the dozens of times. The slender shadow shrinks slightly and stops in front—

  A pure burnt head was placed on a pure black stone platform.

   "Plowland Garden, do you know what this is?"

   Realizing what it was, Lu Li asked.

   "Contaminated Will..."

   is the evil spirit.

   After observing the scorched head for a long time, Lu Li's gaze fell to the deep sea area - where the sea water became turbid, swirling with swirling dust like a black curtain.

   "What happened there?"

   "The Immortal Colossus is sinking..."

   "Does it actually sink here too?"

   "If I hadn't left..."

  Lu Li's gaze returned to the black stone platform and the black head.

   Not sure if they were here all along, or were lost from the Immortal Giant.

  Lu Li didn't disturb the main body of Thief of Fire, but just noted down the location, and then went back the same way—because everything that happened at this moment was just a dream.

  Following the seabed back to the coastline of Wanghaiya, walking past the cape and the school building, Lu Li noticed that there was a strange atmosphere in Wanghaiya town on the eve of the arrival of the black ring.

  When the local people noticed Lu Li as an intruder, he retreated to the bonfire on Wanghai Cliff.

   "Send me to that time."

"it is good."

  As if the curtain on the stage falls and rises again, a new performance begins grandly in front of your eyes:

  Countless whispering chants mixed with chanting, echoing under the starry sky:

   "Look at the sky, high above. The time for the stars to return"

   "The past is gone, the end is near. The Nameless Awakens"

   "They will return, and mankind will be terrified. When they return, hope will return to darkness"

   "Madness Will Rule Fear and Pain"

   "Ignorance and Stupidity Become the New Masters"

   “WHERE THEY ARE, THEY ARE THE RULES”

   "Sparkling and scorching, boiling and quivering"

   "The abyss is still dead, cold and silent"

   "Rising from the bottom of the sea, springing up from the ground, descending from the sky, emerging from the abyss, they are everywhere"

   "The Unspeakable... Comes"

  A pure black line like the evil of this world descends from the dome.

  Lu Li watched the black line drop into the Dead Sea. It's like a drop of thick and viscous ink dripping into clear water, and then, a boundless, substantial darkness is coming here.

  Where it goes, everything disappears.

  Lu Li briefly looked away, looking at Wanghaiya Town behind him.

  The silhouettes in black robes gather around the open space in the center of the town, where is the source of obscure chants, and also the culprit calling for the indescribable existence to descend.

  A shadow enveloped the sea-watching cliff. Lu Li raised his head and saw a black sun hanging high in the sky, a slender and pure black line extending to the sea surface, and only the outline of the horizon remained.

   This world is plunged into hopeless darkness.

  (end of this chapter)