Chapter 1691: Cell No. 4 of Hero Prison
As soon as he entered Cell No. 4, Huang Yi appeared under the darkness of night, with a red blood moon hanging in the sky.
In front is an old European-style manor, but it has been abandoned for a long time. It is surrounded by high walls, and the walls are mottled with rain.
There are several oak trees with twisted trunks inside the door, the leaves have fallen off, and a few crows are standing on the bare branches, staring at Huang Yi outside the door with floodlight eyes.
Looking inside, there is a large lawn. At the end of the lawn are abandoned buildings, hidden in the night, faintly revealing a silhouette, full of demonic energy, exuding a terrifying atmosphere.
The manor's carved iron gate was half hidden, Huang Yi stepped forward a few steps, pushed the door open and entered, the crows on the oak trees croaked hoarsely, and quickly flapped their wings and flew away.
The large lawn in front was overgrown with weeds and hadn't been trimmed for a long time. Huang Yi walked along the trail in the middle of the lawn.
As I was walking, a very discordant thing suddenly appeared in front of me - a well.
In European-style manors, this location is often a flower pond, but here there is a well placed abruptly, with lawns in all directions, without any cover.
Under the blood-red moonlight, the well exudes a strange aura.
Huang Yi simply walked to the well, poked his head out, and looked down.
The bottom of the well is dark red well water, like fresh blood, and the center of the calm water surface just reflects the blood red moon in the sky.
The blood-red moon, like the pupil of the well, stared straight at Huang Yi.
In a trance, Huang Yi had an illusion, as if he was looking at a strange existence.
"Huh?" At this moment, he suddenly realized something was wrong, there was no reflection of him in the well.
He obviously poked his head out, but his face was not reflected in the well water, as if he was a non-existent person.
Huang Yi subconsciously stretched out his hand and waved towards the mouth of the well, but his reflection still did not appear in the mouth of the well.
At this moment, there was a wave of ripples on the surface of the well water, and finally his reflection appeared.
Huang Yi stared at his own reflection, staring at all the details of the reflection with keen vision, but found nothing abnormal.
This situation can be explained by time. If there is a time delay, it is possible to delay the reflection. In addition, there are some abilities such as illusions and mirror images that can also cause this effect.
He shook his head, didn't delve into it any further, and left the well to continue walking forward.
What he didn't know was that just after he left, his reflection in the well didn't disappear, but showed a weird smile instead.
Huang Yi crossed the lawn and came to an abandoned building. The stone steps were covered with moss, and the walls were full of traces of rainwater.
He pushed open the door and walked in. It was pitch black inside, only the blood-red moonlight came in through the door, making the room slightly reddish.
The decoration in the room is very ordinary, with a fireplace, chandeliers, candlesticks, oil paintings on the walls, and a spiral staircase leading to the second floor.
Huang Yi walked around the room, went in and checked room by room, but found nothing.
He explored all the way to the last room on the second floor, but he still found nothing.
There was a mirror in this room, and he stood in front of the mirror and looked at it.
There was a dead silence around him, and he could hear his own breathing in the darkness.
He stared blankly at the mirror for a long time, and his face suddenly changed.
He was shocked to find that the self in the mirror blinked just now, but he didn't blink at that time.
The him in the mirror is not his real mirror image!
"Come out! I know you're inside!" Huang Yi said, staring at him in the mirror.
He in the mirror also spoke at the same time, showing a strange mouth shape.
Huang Yi shook his head and smiled, and said: "You were hiding in the well just now! Don't play hide-and-seek. I am the warden of the Hero Prison. I came to you this time to give you freedom. If you don't want freedom,
Then I will leave immediately. "
At this time, his reflection in the mirror finally changed his expression, and he was no longer in sync with Huang Yi. He stared straight at Huang Yi outside the mirror, and said proactively, "Really?"
Huang Yi nodded: "Of course it's true. I have become the reincarnation of the God of Death. Even the Death Star is under my control. I have the final say on the Hero Prison. If I say to set you free, I will definitely set you free."
"What are the conditions?"
"There are no conditions. I will hand you over to the current Pluto, but not now. Because your strength is too strong, I need to go to the underworld to release you."
"The current Pluto?" Huang Yi in the mirror thought for a while, and finally nodded, "Yes, it's better than being locked up here."
Huang Yi stared at his mirror image and asked, "Why are you like me? Now you don't need to hide yourself, show your original face!"
"No, this is my face." Huang Yi in the mirror shook his head and smiled, "I am the King of Reflections, the son of the great Shadow Demon and Night Demon Goddess! Anyone who sees me can only see his own image, I Like a mirror, like the surface of water, only your reflections and mirror images will appear."
"Oh? Son of the devil?" Huang Yi was stunned.
The son of the devil is also an existence that violates the laws of the heavens. It corresponds to the son of gods like the barbarian, but it is only a child born of the combination of the demon god and the demon god.
There is no distinction between the son of the devil and the son of god, but they are all weaker than the Nephalem produced after the combination of god and devil.
"Yes, I am the son of the devil in the legend. I don't have my original face, or I am the face of all living beings. Everyone sees me as the reflection." Huang Yi in the mirror nodded.
"Then you were arrested because of the blood of the devil's son?" Huang Yi asked.
"On the contrary." Huang Yi in the mirror shook his head and smiled, "Actually, the law of the heavens is a very subtle thing. Those high-ranking figures use the laws of the heavens as a tool to rule others, but at the same time trample on the laws of the heavens themselves. Some people Those who violate the laws of heaven will be chased and killed by the gods and demons, and those who violate the laws of heaven are secretly instigated by important people behind them. The reason why my father and mother came together is actually supported by the god of death."
"Then how did you end up in prison?"
"The God of Death wants me to submit to him, to confuse his enemies, such as Pluto, the God of Life, etc. You should be able to imagine that I am the most likely to interfere with the enemy's mind, and the most easily overlooked enemy is the self. Every time they look in the mirror, they will see me. I can easily make all kinds of psychological hints to them, and change their minds over time. I was arrested because I was bolder. I tried to confuse the god of death, but I was caught He noticed."
Huang Yi in the mirror stared straight at Huang Yi, and continued: "Let me give you a piece of advice! Please remember, maybe you are someone else in the mirror, maybe you are not you, maybe you are just a puppet. When you When you control yourself instead of being controlled by yourself, you are the real me. There are two meanings in my words, but most people can only understand one, I hope you can understand them all. "
Huang Yi stared at himself in the mirror for a long time, and finally nodded: "I understand."
"Okay, let's go! You have secrets on you, and I don't like to look at you. When will you go to the underworld, and when will you come and let me out." Huang Yi in the mirror disappeared suddenly after saying these words up.
Huang Yi faced the mirror, but there was nothing in it. He lost his reflection and mirror image.
The mirror is like another world, full of mystery.
He took a deep look at the mirror, and immediately left the cell and returned to the hero prison.
Going forward, there is Cell No. 3, which is the highest-ranking criminal in the underworld held in Hero Prison.
"Mo Li, please send the key to Cell No. 3, I'll go in and have a look." Huang Yi said towards the void.
"No need, you can't open cell No. 3 with your current strength. I have probably figured out what conditions need to be met to open the first three cells." Mo Li's voice sounded.
"Oh? Then can you tell me what conditions need to be met to open Cell No. 1?" Huang Yi asked.
What he is most curious about is Cell No. 1, which is the biggest secret in the entire Hero Prison, and he doesn't even have a single clue now.
"According to my speculation, one should reach the level of a supreme god and completely control a supreme rule." Mo Li said.
"The Supreme God?" Huang Yi nodded thoughtfully. It is feasible for him to become the supreme god, after all, he now controls the death rule, one of the four supreme rules.
But he is about to become a real ancestor spirit of creation. He doesn't know whether he can still follow the path of becoming a god after becoming an ancestor spirit of creation. No ancestor spirit of creation has ever tried to become a god before. He'll be the first, and you'll only know if you try it yourself.
Next, Huang Yi left the hero prison and reappeared on the top of the giant tree on Tianzi Peak.
The phantom of the sharp sword had already disappeared. They had agreed on the phone before that Huang Yi needed to go to the underworld to release the three criminals.
He still doesn't have the ability to enter Cell No. 3, so there's no need to go to the underworld now. When he becomes the real creator spirit, he should be able to have that strength.
Huang Yi raised his head and asked towards the sky: "Ice Queen, how many flowers and fruits have you collected for me?"
"That's all!" Soon, the Snow Queen's voice sounded in the sky, and golden fruits slowly fell, floating in front of Huang Yi.
He collected them all, and found that there were 13 in total, plus the ones he had collected before, the total was 52, more than half.
However, Huang Yi had already asked Qin Shiyu to announce the acquisition through the Hero Empire, and bought Shihuaguo at a high price from players all over the world. Money is not a problem.
In this way, a large number can be received very quickly.
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