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What kind of cheek is this?
On the dark, wrinkled skin, there are numerous pockmarked black spots, densely packed like a honeycomb. The area around the black spots is writhing, oozing clumps of thick white liquid that spread from one black spot to another, cycling endlessly...
No, this isn't white liquid; it's countless tiny maggots! These maggots squirm incessantly, so numerous that they are impossible to count, chewing on the decaying flesh as they move.
And these black spots are gaping holes! With a pop, one of the protruding black dots splits open, and a mass of maggots crawls out, burrowing into another hole...
Above this horrifying cheek, four bloodshot pupils roll around, fixated on Garen...
Yes, four eyes!
Even Garen is completely stunned at this moment.
Is this the great master adored by the entire city?
Is this the supreme being who has long resided in the Temple?
"Have you seen enough?" Master Yi's hoarse voice breaks the silence of the soul. As he speaks, his mouth is also filled with white maggots, and even his throat, tongue, and the walls of his mouth are riddled with black holes.
"Eternity must ultimately come at a price," Master Yi says sadly, but those four pupils are so ferocious that it’s hard to feel any empathy.
Just as Garen is about to say something, he notices Master Yi staring directly at him.
Four pupils faintly revealed a look of pity, but it was quickly replaced by a malicious sneer.
"May you find a way out of here."
Before Garen could react, the white mist enveloped Master Yi's face once more, then his entire body. In the blink of an eye, Master Yi's figure rapidly faded away and vanished!
In the entire passage, only Garen remained.
...
The stone walls were made of an unknown material, smooth and even, yet they exuded a refreshing coolness.
Since this passage seemed endless, continuing down it held no meaning.
Garen leaned against the stone wall, staring at the diary in his hands.
Clearly, Master Yi did not want Garen to leave this place; more accurately, he did not wish for Garen to leave easily. After all, if his goal was to imprison Garen, there would be no need for him to appear or to hand over the diary. Thus, the possibility of a unique purpose suggested that he intended to use Garen to achieve something.
And that purpose was evidently closely tied to the diary.
Garen's gaze settled on the first page of the diary.
——
"I originally thought I would leave here soon, but I was wrong...
The temporal order of Immortal City is not just as simple as Chaos; in a certain sense, it is also a form of regulation. It carries an endless river of time with a fixed temporal order, which is very similar to the concept of Eternity mentioned by Ancestor of the Abyss. Just like Calichino, whom I encountered yesterday; I never expected he would also come here... Calichino once worked under me for a while; he was a very good young man. However, when I saw him yesterday, he looked aged beyond recognition. Yes, he arrived seventy years before me.
It's truly incredible! The duration of Lost Land does not exceed three months, but for Calichino, he has been here for over seventy years! This means that Immortal City has no fixed point in time and no endpoint either! This is a terrifying conclusion, completely contrary to the Clan's speculations over the years. After researching Immortal City for so long, what expression would the Raverno Family have if they saw the truth...
I am very much looking forward to it, and I believe Lord Morkvand will be eager as well. Of course, the premise is that I must survive until the day Lost Land returns to the void.
This is my summary of observations regarding Immortal City over the past two years. Wow, it has already been two years!
In any case, I have immense admiration for the wisdom of Immortal City's master, Lord Berfant!"
——
Garen did not rush to turn to the next page but instead pondered over these words carefully. Although it was merely a few sentences of reflection, Garen had roughly guessed who the owner of the diary was.
The question was, how did he end up here?
Garen did not dwell on this thought; what truly pressured him was the discussion in the diary.
No fixed point in time!
This conclusion may seem inconspicuous, but upon closer examination, it evokes a profound sense of terror. Conversely, if the Immortal City has a fixed point in time, then the Harbinger only needs to wait three months after that point to return to Starsea Island.
After all, the existence of the Lost Land is limited to just three months.
But if there is no fixed point... this means that the Harbinger has no idea how long they will have to stay here!
Those still on Starsea Island can use the day the Immortal City descends as a reference point in time, waiting three months to witness its disappearance.
However, for the Harbinger, it is different. Just like the Kirin before the Temple and Calichino in the diary, they have been here for decades and still have not seen the Immortal City vanish.
Garen continued to read on.
---
"It’s been four years, and I still haven’t witnessed the end of the Immortal City.
Although this powerless world is quite comfortable, I still wish to return to the real world; after all, that is my home, and I yearn for battle. My power constantly reminds me that it wants to awaken.
Oh right, today I saw Tastandin at the market. That guy just arrived, and his ignorant demeanor was truly delightful! Of course, he saw me too, but I have no intention of making a move against him. The one who will kill him hasn’t descended yet; well... it’s also possible they descended hundreds of years ago and are already dead.
During this time, I haven’t been idle. I tricked those foolish Archbishops with my wings and successfully reached the core of the Temple. Guess what I discovered? Haha, various signs indicate that Lord Berfant's relics are not a fabrication; he really left behind that Nonexistent Door!
Of course, the prerequisite is finding the Nonexistent Staircase first—something that has nearly exhausted all the power of Berfant's clan in this era without success. Finding it is bound to be quite troublesome..."
But it doesn't matter; my lifespan is far longer than that of an ordinary person.
In any case, I will find it.
---
Garen flipped through the pages of the diary, focusing on the key sections. Over the next six months, the diary's owner utilized the resources within the Temple to gather numerous clues about the relic of Berfant, gradually organizing various possibilities.
Three hypotheses were highlighted.
First, Berfant hid the relic in special locations above or below Immortal City, using the power of the laws to make it "nonexistent." However, since staircases typically lead upward, the likelihood of it being underground was low.
Second, this relic was scattered throughout every corner of Immortal City, and only someone who truly became the master of Immortal City could inherit this legacy.
Third, Berfant's relic is Immortal City itself.
Each possibility was thoroughly explained and preserved after countless deductions and eliminations. What the diary's owner aimed to do next was to verify each of these three possibilities one by one, ruling them out in succession.
At this point, Garen was completely certain.
The person who wrote this diary was Lucifer.
"Today marks the last day of my seventh year since my arrival; tomorrow will usher in the eighth year.
For Lord Morkvand and the others, it may just be a blink of an eye...
I am almost forgetting the ancient castle of the Sertate Clan. After a night of contemplation, I have decided to temporarily set aside my thoughts of leaving. I need to focus all my energy on the relics of Lord Berfant. After all, Lord Berfant is a powerful figure, second only to the Ancestor of the Abyss, and obtaining what he left behind would be the perfect Treasure for me. Only then can I endure until the day I leave...
By the way, two days ago, Tastandin also joined the Temple. Due to his provocation, I ordered him to be hung outside in the sun for two days and nights.
Today, he seems much more obedient, but I can't shake the feeling that he has discovered something extraordinary. There’s a quality in his overly eager gaze that I find extremely distasteful.
The eyes of the Celestial Race can see through everything; I trust my instincts will not betray me.
I sense that this fellow is plotting something terrifying, but that’s fine; I have already instructed Anan to keep an eye on him."
---
The flickering candlelight in the corridor danced restlessly, accompanied only by the rustling sound of turning pages.
Compared to Tastandin, Garen was more concerned about Lucifer's search results. After all, according to his speculations, even Garen believed there was a high chance of success.
But the problem is, just now Master Yi mentioned...
The owner of this diary is already dead.
Of course, death here does not necessarily mean the end of life; it could also mean that Lucifer has successfully found Berfant's relic and used it to leave Immortal City.
——
"I found it! Yes, just now, those two idiots, the Archbishops, ordered the Artis Palace to be demolished. No one expected that there was actually an attic at the core of this palace!
It can't be wrong... The scent of the blood clan tells me that this is the closest place to Lord Berfant! This is where he ultimately met his end! It's been so long... So long that I can no longer remember how many years have passed since my arrival... No matter, I'm going in right away. I will record all the details in my journal. After leaving Immortal City, this journal will definitely be a tremendous help to the Sertate Clan!
The attic has been untouched for a long time, and the smell of decay is everywhere.
The first half of the staircase has vanished. Look, it resembles the legendary Nonexistent Staircase! But unfortunately, I know very well that this is a trap; simply climbing up would lead to danger.
The real passage is...
...Five minutes ago, a guard brought unfortunate news.
Anan.
She has been killed."
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