0p0 Chapter 476 The True Abyss (Epilogue)
Chapter 476 The True Abyss (Epilogue)
Conan didn't have a second football to kick out to stop the big guy at this time, but fortunately the big guy was not paying attention to the movement here at this time, allowing Conan and Sera Masumi to approach the archiver.
"Tell me, is this a nightmare?" the archivist covered his eyes. "If I just close my eyes and wake up again, I can see the bright sunshine on the wasteland again and feel the breeze on my face?"
Conan had no answer. When facing the abyss, human power seemed too small. The abyss not only eroded the body, but also corroded the spirit.
"Let's go help Xiaota first, he can't hold on any longer!" Sera Masumi looked at the person on the top of the tower who was still struggling in the distance, rolled up his sleeves and rushed up to help.
Obviously, when stone hits wood, the stone will definitely have the advantage.
(MC Wooden Pickaxe: What? Mushroom: But Ita uses a wooden axe. Try digging rocks with an axe.)
The man on the top of the tower had his sickle split into two pieces, and he was now using both hands to hold back the pickaxe that the stone man was swinging down with all his might.
"Damn it, how did he become so strong? Normally, if I hit him hard in the stomach, he would fall apart in a short time..."
Sera Masumi, who had rushed to help, heard the tower man's muttering and immediately kicked the stone man in the stomach. With the immense power of Jeet Kune Do and science, he directly broke the stone man in two. The stone man, severed at the waist, crawled on the ground for a while, trying to right himself, but the tower man quickly followed up with a kick, kicking the stone man's lower body into a pit.
[Aviator: No, I can’t stand it anymore. I’m dying of laughter.]
[Cheerleader: Norton is now crawling shadowy on the ground.]
[Fool's Gold: Stop laughing! Remember to bring my lower body back later!]
[Lord in Yellow: I was sleeping soundly, why did a stone suddenly fall?]
[Dream Witch: Hee.]
"Sure enough, it has been eroded by the abyss." Conan looked at the stone man's broken waist, and even the strange ropes were sticking out of his chest, eyes and mouth.
Before they could even catch their breath, a new situation emerged on the other side. The archivist had picked up the guide's body and was moving away from the big guy, but small wooden spiders began to emerge from the guide's body one after another. They had gear-like bodies and long, thin legs, and they jumped off the guide and fled.
The Archivist angrily stomped the little spiders to death: "They are the ones spreading the Abyss Virus in the dark!"
In order to prevent the little spiders from escaping, the archiver gently placed the guide on a flat stone, then caught up with the fleeing little spiders and crushed them one by one.
Conan noticed that the giant creature in the distance had already climbed into the deepest pit on its mechanical legs. Above it, there seemed to be a floating monitor with two ropes attached to it. Conan looked along the end of the rope and found that the other end was tied to the guide's wrist.
Before Conan could warn them, the guide's small body was pulled tight by the rope, hanging in the air, and fell into the deep pit with the big guy.
"Give her back to me! No! Come back!" The archivist came to his senses and immediately ran towards the deep pit, but he was one step too late.
He saw the guide's pure white hair brush against his fingertips before disappearing into the deep darkness. The Archivist stood at the entrance of the cave, motionless.
The world seemed to have stopped at this moment. Conan walked forward to comfort the archiver, but found that not only the archiver, but also the man on the top of the tower and the stone man not far away were motionless. The man on the top of the tower squatted outside the shallow pit, staring at his old neighbor who was still struggling on the ground, while the stone man kept struggling.
The purple mist dissipated again, and Darren reappeared. "As expected, although your arrival has caused some changes to the timeline of this world, these changes are minimal and have not changed the ending at all."
Conan couldn't help but ask, "Does that mean the original expedition team will also encounter a crisis at this time?"
"Yes, but without you, they lost the people on the top of the tower to lead the way, so their progress through the wind-eroded ruins slowed down. So when they reached the core area, everyone was more seriously infected, and in the end, they were all wiped out."
"Okay, I think you should have a deep understanding of the dangers of the abyss. Don't let people outside notice this incredible power. Otherwise, what will people who are always curious about knowledge do?" Darren smiled playfully.
"I'm going to send you back to the real world right now. Although nearly three days have passed in this dream, less than three hours have passed in reality. If you don't go back now, Xiaolan will wake up and see you two sleeping soundly on the ground."
Of course Conan understood that he couldn't let Xiaolan see the flaw, so he immediately cooperated with Darren.
Conan woke up from the cold floor after passing through the same purple mist he'd come from. He took a deep breath of the hospital air, which smelled of disinfectant, and noticed that he was clutching a small bottle of medicine. The label, in slightly childish handwriting, read, "One serving. Don't get your hopes up. We'll take care of any subsequent problems."
Obviously, this was Darren reminding him to use it directly on Eri Kisaki. If he tried to give the potion to Toru Amuro, things would become very troublesome.
"Mr. Amuro should have their own arrangements..." Conan convinced himself with this reason and poured the bottle of medicine into Kisaki Eri's drip. However, he still carefully kept the bottle, ready to give it to Amuro Toru when the opportunity arose. After all, the remaining liquid inside the bottle could also be used as research material.
The medicine took effect quickly. The swelling on Kisaki Eri's arm, which was originally covered with a rash, quickly subsided, and her frown also relaxed.
On the other side, Sera Masumi, who had woken up, immediately went to the corridor to check the situation. All traces of the snake's previous visit had been cleared away, and the floor was as clean as if it had just been cleaned, without even a hair left.
Noticing Conan's actions, Sera Masumi glanced at Xiaolan, who was still sleeping, and asked in a low voice: "So, you just used the potion directly?"
"Darren gave me a single dose of medicine, which means they have enough in stock to save most people. Darren also said before that they would cooperate with the public security. So, if I still plan to hand over this dose of medicine under such circumstances, Aunt Eri might be in danger."
Sera Masumi also understood this: "Oletus Manor has no intention of exposing the Abyss. If such a thing were to leak out, how many scientists would flock to it? Their thirst for the unknown and their conceited personalities would lead to disaster, right? Just like the world in that dream."
"So, Darren is warning us to stay away from the unknown, or in other words, he's advising us to put away our curiosity."
Conan nodded. But as a detective, if he lost his thirst for knowledge, would he still be a detective? Through his pocket, he gently squeezed the empty reagent bottle. After thinking for a while, Conan finally scraped off the label and threw it into the trash can.