Krafft's Anomaly Notes

"That's where they got in."

Green found the corresponding place on the map, where the last leaving team entered, and entered the tunnel against the current.

To be honest, these openings are all about the same size, and the location is determined by counting them one by one. In order to prevent being discovered, the team will not mark the openings on this side of the hall.

When entering the deep branch, they will carve a scratch that is not easy to notice, and agree to explore the branch road from right to left.

On the one hand, it is to prevent collective amnesia with a very small probability, and on the other hand, it is to deal with the current situation, so that those who come after them can know where they have been and which branch they are in.

Facing the direction of the hall, Green stepped back into the corridor step by step, until the dim light dispersed with the water mist could no longer be noticed, and only the dim yellow fire light remained to illuminate the surroundings.

A strong pulsation in the chest suggests that the heart is not as peaceful as it appears.The dilated blood vessels beat his head, leaving him in a painful and lucid state.

The pain in the head is like reading by candlelight in an endless night. A lot of things that are more bizarre than the pagan records in the volume are stuffed into my mind, tumbling and rolling, like an indeterminate object rotating to show the surface of hyperspace imagination, It is also like a river polluted by grease, changing colors in an overwhelming way.

"We have to go faster." He urged, turning around and picking up his feet, and walked deep into the passage.

This is a purely physical activity that does not require too much thinking, resulting in uncontrolled operation of excess energy, replaying content that originates from what you have seen and heard but is not limited to what you have seen and heard.

【Underground, Water, Moon】

There is also the power to tear apart solid stone, and the cut section is smoother than silverware wiped with fine silk.And those old cracks show that this power has visited this place more than once.

When you want to temporarily ignore those things, you will find that they are as deep as the long cracks carved into the hall, so deep that time cannot be blurred.

He put his hand on the side of his skull on the stone wall, and felt a new scratch mark at about waist height, where he could only see it with his head down.

Fork in the road, the search team enters from the notched side.

Considering that the search team needs to keep an eye on the cave wall, it probably won't be too difficult to catch up.

Uncomfortably, the upswing didn't make them feel like they were gradually shaking off their gloom.

Some kind of inexplicable atmosphere is still lingering around, as if when passing the hall, the bleak light has attached to the body with the water mist, which cannot be dispelled.

For Green, this feeling is especially obvious.

The unevenly distributed coldness hits from time to time, and the sense of coldness floats all over the body, even invading the field of the torch, as if the two temperatures are clearly integrated together.

The jaggedness is so distinct that Green feels it's not actual temperature but a sensory metaphor.

"Father, you don't look well." The monk behind him couldn't help reminding.

Based on their usual understanding, the priest's physical strength was obviously not so bad that his face would turn pale when he walked a little. There was some intense internal friction that was draining his physical strength, but he didn't know it yet.

"Do you feel a little cold?" Green turned around and uttered a question with bloodless lips.When he spoke, he realized that he could not control his tongue very well.

The answer was two neat shakes of the head.Although the clothes were partially soaked, the torch in his hand still provided considerable heat, and the open flame soaked in grease burned his shoulders.

"Do you feel cold?"

"Probably." Green pulled the flame closer to him, but it didn't help.

He put his hands on the cave wall to feel the temperature of the bricks and stones. They remained as cold and hard as ever. The joints of the bricks hit his fingertips as he walked, and there was a regular touch.

This soothes some of the unease and gives a definite sense of moving forward rather than standing still.

One brick joint after another, in order.

Between two bricks, some other indent hit the finger.

Subconsciously, Green looked down, looking for the trace, but saw nothing, not a single crack on the flat stone brick.

Maybe it was a momentary illusion, he thought so.

Until another extra dent hits the fingertip and extends forward with the palm.The fingertip follows the indentation and turns an obtuse angle, entering the other side of the figure.

"This is……"

The footsteps paused, and the eyes turned from the front to the side, the thing that passed the palm.Before looking at it, Green vaguely guessed what it was.

For the first time, on the unchanging brick wall, something else appeared.

Palm-sized, with six sides of equal length, forming a closed figure.Several regular hexagons are seamlessly spliced ​​to form a honeycomb-like format.

The unfinished lines wander within the graph, initially in the shape of an arc, before completing the half of the circle, they deviate from the track, zigzag and snake like a rune.From time to time, a straight line across the picture appears, cutting the pattern in half.

It seems that the two contradictory trends conflicted and confused in the mind of the sculptor, and finally the pattern in the regular hexagon was abandoned halfway and abandoned here.

Very characteristic style, people immediately associate it with that rubbing.

However, after careful identification, it can be found that the two are not the same, and the size and texture density are not the same.

"Why didn't they return the report?"

These engravings are too obvious, so obvious that it is impossible to imagine under what circumstances a team of ten people would pass by and turn a blind eye.

Green tried to guess the situation at the time, maybe he had discovered something, was eager to chase and had no time to stay.

But this still does not explain why the reluctance to separate personnel returns to the notice.

【Unless they didn't see it at all】

He almost thought it was his own hallucination, the same hallucination as the weird chill that was wrapped up.But the same pattern was also reflected in the eyes of the two monks. Their eyes were attracted by the lines and they couldn't move away for a while.

The sign of the next fork in the road further deepened the doubts.

The markings were neatly carved into the masonry, and had to be sharpened several times for reliability, showing no signs of time stress at all.

With uneasiness and doubts, Green continued to move forward.

It can be said that the deep chill hits the face, like a sudden fall into a deep ravine during a trek with one foot deep and one shallow foot, first intuitively produces the shock of falling into an unfamiliar environment, and the icy water floods the mouth and nose, and then the aversion to cold sifted through the whole body .

Vision is slightly and briefly deflected through flames.

Then those things came out.

He sees more hexagons, not just a few or one piece.They replaced the gaps between the masonry joints and covered the entire wall of the cave. The honeycomb lattice climbed up to the top and sank down into the gurgling water and silt.

Contradictory graphics are repeated in despair, the straight lines traverse the circle, the winding lines conflict and interweave with each other, and every time they are close to forming, they are interrupted by another.

The pain, doubts, sullenness, and morbid longing for the original form accumulated by the portrayer in the long work, intuitively impact the eyeballs of the witnesses through the vision.

In the panic-inducing graphics, they saw a figure from behind.

A rusty back.Reddish-brown rust spots and some kind of barnacle-like traces of biological growth covered the surface. The connectors and chain mail had already been twisted and hardened, and the embossed patterns plated with precious metals could be vaguely discerned on the breastplate.

【A sword of unknown shape】