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Chapter 2683 1787 Brink of Life and Death
Chapter 2683 1787: The Edge of Life and Death
"Look, the power of death has condensed into a solid mist here. What's behind this coffin?"
The witch was very surprised, and Shade frowned and answered her:
"I don't know what's behind the coffin, but I know that the coffin lid is a crack that connects the edge of life and death."
Although the Great Witch of Death had not experienced the events in Middleburg last autumn, she certainly knew about this special area between the world of the living and the world of the dead that was created due to the distortion of the world:
"But you didn't say that York Bronte was."
"Yes, I don't know if this is a coincidence or something else, but this coffin lid is the fourth 'twisted tree hole' we are looking for. This sounds a bit incredible, but the past connected to the tree hole is not connected to the real world, but to the edge of life and death at a point in the past.
That’s why the breath of death only leaked out so little. Only when the time channel is opened can the power from the other side penetrate through. And York Bronte last night crawled out from the world of neither life nor death in the past time.”
The Great Witch of Death was shocked by this reality:
"Are you sure? This tree hole has been on the brink of life and death in the past?"
"I am sure of my conclusion. I have been on the brink of life and death before."
Flora Winslet immediately turned her head and looked at him:
"Wait a minute, you don't mean to say that you were at Fort Midhill last fall?"
Shade raised his eyebrows:
"I mean there was one in my house. It was on the third floor of my house."
"Is that okay?"
"It's all right now. Jialina destroyed one of my space-moving relics and completely sealed that place on the brink of life and death."
Or rather, it has become a "cemetery of souls".
The witch hesitated to speak, for she was very curious about what kind of relic could seal the brink of life and death, and what kind of complicated or simple stories he and Karina had experienced in the place that Shad called "home".
The artist knew very well that it was these shared memories that created the so-called "feelings." On the one hand, she longed to know the secret, but on the other hand, she felt bitter about the words he casually said.
And Shade had already found the time key and jumped down into the grave again. He gestured with the key on the coffin a few times and found the place to insert it.
[Stranger, you opened a "twisted tree hole." ]
[Tips from the Father of Infinite Tree:]
[Using the normal time key to open the door will connect to the following time point: 1787 of the sixth era of the present world. ]
[Note that any life other than you who uses this channel will be cursed by time.]
[Note: You can enter the past 40 minutes through this abnormal channel. After the time is up, you must return through this channel.]
[Note: After using the key to open the door twice, the passage will completely collapse.]
"As expected, it is indeed 1787. But why are there only two opportunities to use these tree holes each time?"
Thinking about this, he asked the witch on the ground who was wondering what she was thinking:
"We can go over there and take a look now, and learn his secret before facing the Dead Apostle head-on. Or we can set up a trap here instead of using the tree hole. If we can't defeat York Bronte head-on, I will find a way to send him back and give him a 'surprise' when he crawls out from here again."
The witch pursed her lips:
"Then let's go over and take a look. If we don't figure out what happened, I'm afraid there will be accidents during the fight. And the paradox worm is not with York Bronte, and this matter involves another time traveler."
"no problem."
Shad then stretched out his hand to her, and the beautiful lady with gray-black hair turned into an owl, and then into a toy by Shad.
Since he had planned to set off, Xia De did not delay and turned around to turn the key inserted in the coffin.
"May the World Tree protect me in infinite time."
Then he disappeared into the woods, and the coffin shook slightly a few times, but immediately returned to calm.
(Little Mia is running.)
For Shade, the world around him immediately faded into grayish white the moment the key was turned. The soil, trees, weeds, sky, bones on the ground, and the mist in the air all turned into monotonous colors.
The familiar "edge of life and death" was still suffocatingly quiet, and the breath of death followed closely, but unlike last autumn, this time "she" did not even remind Xia De that he could not stay here for a long time.
[This is not the Unknown-level Relic "Life and Death Narrowness", but just an ordinary border. And compared to last autumn, the girls around you can also prove that your body is much stronger. ]
"She" explained gently.
The surrounding area was clearly no longer the glade east of the city of Vesta, and in 1787, even the concept of "the city of Vesta" did not exist.
The real world corresponding to this narrow gap between life and death is a private cemetery. The pale and old stone tablets and the small auditorium in the middle of the cemetery seem to have gone through a hundred years of wind and frost.
Of course, this is also the effect of "Brink of Life and Death". Maybe this place is well maintained in the real world.
Shade was standing in front of a new grave in the cemetery, where the "tree hole" was buried. But after taking a quick look and confirming that this was the Bronte family cemetery, he restored the owl doll.
"Are you here already?"
The owl was held by Shade and looked around. She was very excited when she said the first word, but she was trembling at the end. It was not that she could not stay here, but she was very uncomfortable here.
So she immediately returned to her human form, and it became that Shade was holding her waist. But before Shade let go, the witch transformed again. When the pure white hair glowed faintly in the mist, she decided that it was most comfortable to move around here in the unicorn posture:
"I'll keep it like this for now. Although it consumes more energy, it won't affect the battle for now. Other forms are too sensitive to death here, and I'm very uncomfortable."
As she spoke, she looked around with interest. This was her first time to visit such a place.
But Shade disagrees:
"You are like this. Even if the fog is so thick, as long as the enemy's perception is not completely ineffective, it is impossible for them not to detect the sacred power of the unicorn. Change back to an owl and stand on my shoulder. If you don't mind, you can also turn into a cat and curl up in my arms. I have been to a similar border with Mia, and it did the same thing."
"Don't bring your pet cat to a place like this~"
The witch turned into a cat and jumped onto Shade's arm. Shade stuffed it into his coat, and the witch only had the gray cat's head exposed. As she got close to Shade's body, she could feel the scorching heat immediately.
Although this time it was not a direct contact with the soul, but for this cold world, this warmth was enough for the time being.
"Is this a cemetery? The Bronte family cemetery?"
The cat asked excitedly. This time, Shade looked at the tombstone carefully.
"The real cemetery is in the real world. This is just a reflection of the Edge of Life and Death. It looks like someone moved the coffin in here. I don't believe that the Edge of Life and Death can also copy the tree hole."
The tombstone in front of him belonged to a man named Jack Bronte. There was only his name written on the tombstone, and no other information. But neither Shade nor the witch had ever heard of this name. There had been no such person in the Bronte family for four generations.
"It's probably a pseudonym. Jack is a very common name, just like Mary."
The witch said this, and Shade was a little confused:
"Isn't it the tradition of Riverwood to place the coffin in a grave? How come the Bronte family has an above-ground grave?"
"I don't know about that either. It might be a strange family tradition."
Then she watched Xia De dig up the tomb, and inside was indeed the "tree hole" coffin. The two would need to go through this door when they returned, and Xia De wanted to take it with him before setting off, but after thinking about it, he gave up:
"We won't go far, just look around."
"Not going to the real world?"
The witch asked curiously, and Shade shook his head:
"It's not that I don't want to go, but I can't go. I can't find the entrance or exit to the edge of life and death. Only Sister Defulin has this ability."
"I thought you were omnipotent."
Since the "Edge of Life and Death" existed in the Bronte family cemetery in 1787, it should have existed in 1854, but no one had heard of it. The area of the Edge of Life and Death this time was larger than Shade had imagined. Its scope not only covered the cemetery itself but also the surrounding woodlands. According to Shade's perception, its area was already a small town.
There were countless dead souls wandering in the fog, but because of the "blessings of thousands of souls", they had no intention of attacking Shade for the time being. The two decided to check the cemetery first, and the buildings standing in it were naturally the top priority for inspection.
The small auditorium was blocked by two heavy iron doors on the left and right. Based on the number of tombs on the ground, Xia De suspected that there was a passage in the auditorium leading to the underground cemetery.
The two doors were locked, of course, but such locks were meaningless in front of the key to the door. Xia De bent down and pressed the door panels with his left and right hands respectively. After a little force, the double doors of the auditorium were pushed open.
Probably due to environmental issues, the door panel had been deeply embedded in the soil on the ground, and the door hinges were severely corroded, so there was a loud "creaking" sound when pushed. However, due to the life-and-death environment, the sound did not travel far in the fog.
The dusty auditorium was opened again, and the first thing that came into view was the desolate and dilapidated interior of the auditorium. There were only a few seats left intact, the walls were covered with gray-green moss, and the bumpy ground was stained with black liquid that came from nowhere.