Abyssal Kingdom

The temple is basically a city.

After the car left the main hall, it drove onto a spotless road, and guard cars soon gathered beside it.

Wei An found that this place was much bigger than expected, like a large piece of irregular bones of a giant beast in the depths of the space, faintly in the shape of an anemone, and corridors and passages in the air can be seen everywhere, clean and simple, without any filth.

Because of the arrival of Guiling, the whole city seemed to be emptied, and many people knelt on the side of the road to greet the gods.

This ostentation made Wei An feel disgusted. Why do so many people do this kind of thing? There is no serious business to do in this city... Maybe there is really none, the residents have no other room for development, they only exist to make the rich and powerful live happily To ensure the reserves of human experiments, and to perform various rituals.

After all, the city only needs to capture powerful energy to survive.

It took half an hour to drive this way, and Wei An heard the sound of several firefights.

This temple really brought a lot of people down from the federal territory. He thought maybe after he was free, he could go and inquire about the news.

He saw places of enjoyment and consumption flashing past his window, but wasn't sure, there weren't as many advertisements here as there were in Commonwealth cities.

The power here is less open, tighter, more repressed.The powerful have been tacitly accepted for thousands of years, their identity is power, and the whole world is completely surrendered to the "theocracy".

He saw that the slaves were all wearing collars, which were different from his style, probably from deep space, not everyone could enjoy them.

Wei An thought sarcastically, like in the big families of the Federation, it still takes a lot of energy to pick out big domestic slaves like them, and the equipment also costs money.

Gui Ling closed his eyes and remained motionless, as if he was really a statue of a god.

Wei An didn't dare to lean on him, fearing that he would hurt him, so he leaned over gently, and pressed his cheek against his fingertips.He felt the other person tremble again, but he didn't dodge it, and he couldn't dodge it, so he could only sit.

His body temperature was still very low, and Wei An felt that he did not bring warmth, but was just shivering from the same cold.

But he leaned on stubbornly, not wanting to leave.

The car drove them to the temple that was said to be for "His Royal Highness Fuxi".

It looked like a huge building, towering into the sky, very imposing, in the middle of the street.

The ancient names of the two systems are actually engraved on the building. They are big golden characters, and the characters have undergone some variants. They are the characters that Wei An saw in the temple before, and they are pressed fiercely on the main hall.

The gate of the palace is wide open, a piece of pure white, like dry bones, indicating its location.

Ant-like servants greeted them at the door, as if they were never allowed to stand up or look up at anything, as if they had been damaged by some system, and sacrificed to the gods in another way.

The car drove in, as if being swallowed by a giant mouth.

The main hall is big enough to hold a state-level banquet. Wei An saw countless doorways shaped like empty eye sockets, and exquisite carvings can be seen everywhere. At a glance, they are all bloody and terrifying things.

Of course, one person cannot live in such a large place, and there are so many people serving him. This is his position in this social system, and nothing else matters.

The following car stopped outside the hall, and the "sacred car" drove all the way into the hall.

It stopped for a while in the middle of the drive, and a "foreign object detected" prompt box popped up, and the floor of the compartment suddenly opened, kicking Wei An out.

This was done very roughly, and Wei An managed to stand still without falling.

He watched as the car was sealed again, moved forward, and stopped at the owner's seat in the center of the front hall against the wall.

Then the "Sacred Throne" turned into a weird egg-shaped thing with a ghostly statue on it, hovering in the hall.

This set of procedures is clear and proficient, and it was set up long ago, without any prompts, and Gui Ling was just trapped in it.

Wei An quickly walked up to him, he couldn't see Guiling, it was completely sealed.

He stood opposite, staring at the god statue of the evil spirit. The electric shock just now was quite painful, his legs were still shaking, and he tried his best to perceive the existence of Guiling, which was completely sealed.

It was a very tiny, dark and cold breath, too weak to bear.

The priest said he would "unlock" him, but he didn't come. Wei An knew that they were torturing him and making him suffer by delaying for so long, and they had fun in this kind of thing.

He didn't know if Gui Ling could see him, maybe he couldn't, but he stood stubbornly opposite him, keeping his eyes on him for a moment.

Wei An knew that his behavior was unnecessary, like a child's paranoia, no one would pay attention to it, and no one would return his things to him, but he just kept watching.

About an hour later, the high priest came.

A large group of very imposing people, it seems that they are here again for another large-scale event of powerful people.

Wei An felt that they just appreciated the miserable state of this "god" bound by them for granted, as if it was some kind of spectacle.

Wei An stood there without moving, and a ceremony officer told him to stand aside.

He retreated a little slower, the chain began to tighten, and he backed away with a cold face.

The high priest raised his staff, and the nano-material re-formed into the throne, revealing the person locked inside.

Gui Ling is still there, of course, he will not change any more when he is nailed there, he still sits very upright, but his face is getting paler.His eyes were downcast, and a drop of sweat fell from his chin.

The high priest admired the state of Guiling again, and said: "Although we have nailed you, refining is a long process, and I will lock every cell of you so that you can fully integrate into this empire." , become the main god of war."

Gui Ling looked at him coldly.

"You," the man said, "where did you get the core space monitoring technology?"

His voice was hoarse, as if the ritual had badly damaged his throat.

The high priest looked at him and was silent for almost ten seconds, with an ominous oppressive feeling in the air.

"I knew it," the high priest said softly, "you are a remnant from that era."

He slowly revealed a smile, the sense of suffocation disappeared, and everything seemed to be very simple, only the reality that was taken for granted.

"This is just a normal choice," the high priest said easily. "The Great Dark Age is very chaotic. You have to seize power to protect yourself. There are always some things you have to do."

Gui Ling stared at him, at this moment, it seemed that he was the one with momentum.

The high priest turned to look at Wei An.

"I will untie the God-Binding Nail for him, you may want to help him, he may not be able to sit still," he said.

Wei An walked over with a sullen face, carefully supported Gui Ling, put one hand on his shoulder, and carefully placed the other hand on his chest.

The trembling of that person seemed to come from the bones, there was no intact part in the body, the crack was too deep, and it couldn't be put back together, as if it would shatter in the next second.

The high priest raised the scepter and pulled it out slowly, but the ceremony officer still shouted, it seemed that everyone should know what happened to him.

Wei An could hear the huge gears running in the city, the fluctuations of power spread, and the state of the "god" was related to everything in the city.

The next moment, the power of the nail disappeared, Gui Ling fell down, and Wei An hugged him tightly.

He felt the weight of Guiling's body, and he couldn't sit still, leaning against him.His body was shaking violently, it was so cold, Wei An had to work hard to hold him steady so that he would not fall.

He was at a loss and wanted to hug him tightly, but he didn't dare to use force.

"It's all right," he whispered unconsciously, "I'm here, I'm here..."

The high priest watched this scene with a smile.

"Do you know Shenhuang's attitude towards slaves who have sex with superpowers?" He said to Wei An, "There was a person in Mande before who wanted to resist for her, but this is not allowed. She later Sliced ​​and fed to the filthiest of animals."

"We're not in that kind of relationship." Wei An said disgustedly.

"I know, I just remind you." The high priest said, "You seem to have a good relationship, I can see that you want to touch him.

"You will soon find that the current situation is still good. He will become weaker and weaker. In the future, he will need you very much and ask you for help. The pain will make him more dependent on you. Although you cannot have sex with him, you can ...fiddle with him."

Wei An stared at him, and the other party glanced at Gui Ling with a malicious smile.

Wei Anneng felt that Gui Ling was trying to sit still, one hand grabbed his arm, trying to stabilize his body, but the strength was so weak that he could hardly do anything.

The man's face was buried in his clothes, he didn't look at the High Priest, and he didn't want to speak or look at him, he looked like he was trying to hide himself.

"He belongs to this city, but to someone like you, he...is like a child's doll," the high priest continued, "You will find that it is very satisfying."

Wei An didn't say a word, he felt sick.

Although he can actually understand this logic, the desire to completely control someone and get all the emotions of the other person.

He unconsciously stroked Gui Ling's hair with his fingers, and the man's hair trembled.He felt his temperature, only a little bit, too weak, so he completely obeyed, and he could really hold it in his hands.

Wei An himself is even a product of this kind of logic. He has always thought about problems in this way, and it is basically a custom-made object.

When he first felt that Guiling was special, what he was thinking was somewhat similar to the current situation.

It's just that he can only belong to him alone.

The high priest smiled kindly at Wei An again.

"Take him to have a bath and change clothes," he said. "He's a dignified man who might not want anyone to touch him for a while, but he'll get used to it soon."

He took two steps back, before the group of people left, they actually knelt down to Guiling, and Wei An hugged Guiling to keep him from falling off the chair, which made the whole scene extremely distorted.

They all exited the hall, Wei An was still standing beside the altar, hugging Guiling.

He felt his heat, and the man sat still, trying to control his breathing.

Wei An just stood like this for a long time, then whispered, "I...can I carry you to the bathroom?"

He paused, always feeling that under the circumstances, the words sounded malicious and would offend him.

But the person in his arms sighed, without any sense of alienation or hostility, he patted Wei An's arm very gently.

"Just give me a hand," he said, "I can still go."