The Record of Unusual Creatures

Athens, one of the oldest cities in the world that has survived to this day and is still in use. The first launch, oh, human beings have stumbled into the door of civilization from the primitive era of slash-and-burn, and when humans are no longer worried about the food and clothing and the beasts in the wilderness for the first time, when the first philosophers and wise men appeared in humans, when humans began to use words With the mysterious and strange religious symbols to pin their thoughts and wonders about the world, the city-state began to rise and the kingdom began to build. The earliest thinkers who had left the basic production poured their brains into the huge stones and well-designed vaults, and built high-walled walls, columns, vaults and steps to build a city symbolizing human power. The bas-reliefs and statues filled with religious mystery are used to decorate their courtyards. From the beginning, the buildings have simply sheltered from the rain and resisted the beasts. They have evolved various additional functions and even simple symbolic meanings. The building has risen on the ground and quickly became one of the most incredible products of the planet.

However, the city is not the glory symbol of human beings. On this planet, there are another group of creatures coexisting with human beings, even though they have been actively or forced to hide in the shadows, even from the current human cognition. Eliminate the figure, but they are still active in the history of the planet, human history books will not remember them, but another history book made of stone wood will not forget all this: the city.

The more ancient the city, the more the traces of the ancients are left. The oldest city has even been completely integrated with the creatures in the shadows. These cities are not only the home of human beings, but also the territory of many dark creatures. -- Regardless of how the demon and the church reject this, they must also acknowledge that there are still a large number of nests that are entrenched in the planet. These nests have been hard-working since the beginning, and they will never give up. In a time when various myths and legends and historical records are chaotic and intertwined, a small number of heterogeneous people live completely with human beings and build these magnificent ancient cities, which are absolutely brutal against most human beings. The brutal aliens, these powerful creatures that regard humans as livestock, are considered to be rare "moderates", so they are worshipped by the Earth as a protector. Even the existence of the entire city is meant to enshrine a powerful and benevolent “deity” that lasted for thousands of years until humans broke away from this captive situation with the help of the demon hunter. Half of the founders of these cities were expelled into the shadows.

No one now believes that some of the supernatural beings have lived in the collapsed temples of the city.

But as mentioned earlier. These cities have been home to some heterogeneous homes from the beginning. They built it by hand, defended it, and even kissed it on the battlefield. Even if they were forced to retreat into the shadows, they never really left the city. They just rebuilt the fortress and hidden it in a corner that humans could not perceive. Only.

A group of people are slowly approaching an entrance to the fort.

Hao Ren and his entourage have cultivated their spirits in the hotel where they stayed. Today, they followed Vivienne to find a stranger who is said to have survived from the mythology. It was one of Vivian's few acquaintances. She lived in the oldest part of the city, and it has been a long time since everyone got off the bus.

"Do you confirm that the people we are looking for are in this direction?" Hao Ren looked up again at the old streets that had been familiar with him. He questioned Vivian's sense of direction for the third time. "If it is correct, we have been the third time." I saw this stone wall."

"That's how to go. Around the circle," Vivian nodded. “Athens is a very special place. Many alien survivors have settled here, but they have to use special methods to find them. The hunting hunters have never stopped searching for them. They will not hide their daredies and die. Empty."

Hao Ren can only nod and continue to follow Vivienne in the oldest streets of the Acropolis, and unconsciously get closer to the more ancient depths of the city. He occasionally looked up and looked around boringly, and saw the old buildings that could not be distinguished as historical relics or modern people's imitations and restorations, and they would produce a strange illusion that spanned time. He felt as if he was walking in the middle of a slide that was arranged in the direction of human history. The more he went, the more he saw the past.

On the earth, the true meaning of the ancient city is no longer there. Even though Athens City is an advanced city that has been refurbished and packaged by modern civilization, the most popular ones when they are hanging out in the bustling city area are The skyscrapers and bustling shops in other modern cities are so disappointing that Lily is so disappointing. However, as everyone walked along with Vivienne and slowly left the newly built urban area and entered some of the more primitive areas of Athens, they finally saw the ancient Greek style stone pillars and sculptures – whether it was real. Historical relics are still imitations of later generations. These things are intertwined and inlaid in the new construction of the city, which makes people feel a heavy sense of history.

The more you go to the more old areas of the Acropolis, the more intense the sense of history. In the end, the retro-style houses simply become the main buildings on both sides, and the exquisite sculptures are almost complete. It replaced the impetuous neon sign and the modern sign of the station stop sign, and as Vivian led the crowd to the depths of the street, the change became deeper and deeper, until finally Hao Ren finally gave birth to a trace of violation. Feeling.

He looked at the streets on both sides. The street was still familiar and familiar. It seemed that he had passed through here two or three times before an hour, but if you look closely, you will find that the scenes on both sides of the street are changing from the details, and the street lights disappear. The store's colored signboards are fading, and the concrete floor on the road doesn't know when it has become a neat and flat slate, and the sun that should have been hung in the east is not known when it moved to the west.

Lily, a big girl, is a bit strange: "Hey, the atmosphere around you seems to be less confrontational, and passers-by are getting less and less."

Even if it is a relatively old block, it is not a desolate place. When people come to this area, they can still see many pedestrians around, but I don’t know when the flow of people on both sides of the road is becoming less and less. The changes were subtle, and Lily discovered what was wrong when the pedestrians were less and unnatural. Hao Ren looked strangely at the stranger scenes around him and found that even the pedestrians on the road were a little weird: they were walking like a walking dead, aimlessly walking on the road, not seeing anyone talking to each other. I can't see anyone stopping to do something about themselves. They are like someone who deliberately set up a "landscape" just to make sure that the street is not too weird.

"We are close to the shadow layer, and we must be careful before we go forward," Vivienne slowed down. "Don't push any door on the side of the road, let alone go to any corner where the sun can't reach." Don't talk to any passers-by, and most importantly - don't overstep me. Here is a labyrinth. If you go wrong, you will fall into the trap of the shadow world."

In the end, she also specifically reminded Izak: "You should also pay attention to the big man. These shadows are the strongest aliens that have been shaped by thousands of years, even if you are trapped."

Izak nodded cautiously, and Hao Ren felt a bit sloppy: "I am going to... you are making a ghost film..."

"All the different types of surviving to this day are divided into two types, one is a lone party like me, and the other is a group of people. The latter can form a family in the current situation. There must be some doorways," Vivienne smiled. "This place is one of the few remaining settlements. It has been in operation for thousands of years. The layers of defense are not a joke. The hunters have no way to do this. Well, at least there is no way." ”

Everyone continues to walk through the streets that seem to be in the same place, but the surrounding scenery changes all the time. Every time you take a step, the buildings and decorations on both sides of the road will be so incomprehensible. A little bit of change, and this change is becoming more and more obvious. It seems that as it moves closer to a "shadow layer," the street no longer hides its anomalies. Hao Ren noticed that the modern buildings on both sides of the road had disappeared completely. Some houses built with stones were coming out from both sides at a weird angle. It seems that these cold stones are curiously looking. Everyone is average. And occasionally, signs and road signs with a little modernity can be seen between these buildings, but they all fade away in color, just as weird as black and white photos. Hao Ren turned his head and looked at the direction he was coming in. He saw a mist and could no longer find the previous intersection.

The crowd finally stopped in front of a strange shop, the last remaining "modern house" on the street.

A pretty woman in black dress with a gloomy expression stood in front of the door waiting for them. She smiled at Vivienne: "Long time no see, Lord Countess."

"It's hard to find in this place," Vivienne greeted her, "Hesperris."

(Double monthly pass has already started! There are monthly passes all of a hurry! Also, please have time to help vote for the annual works, anyway, don't want money, how many shots... is the annual work, not the author of the year.) (unfinished to be continued.(.))