Minecraft: Is this still the Minecraft I used to play?

Chapter 117 Ruins...

All you need are a few iron pellets, or you can exchange other resources for them.

Because players on the dedicated railway line are protected when riding the railway, quite a few people are still willing to take it.

At least in this area, there haven't been any particularly serious incidents.

Everyone was curious about the unknown realm inside the portal.

Furthermore, some speculate that the portals in the desert and the underwater portals lead to different dimensions.

Because there is a clear connection between the appearance and the interior of the portal.

During Ah Qi's live stream exploration, he discovered lapis lazuli fragments, which connected to the appearance of the underwater portal.

That dimension is called the "Frozen Ocean," and the portal is located within the ocean.

This portal is in the desert, and not all portals are the same.

Once you enter this door, you definitely won't go to that frozen ocean.

New fields mean new opportunities.

Currently, Ah Qi hasn't found anything in the new dimension that can improve his equipment, so most people are focusing their attention on the desert.

There's no one guarding this gate.

There weren't many monsters, and there weren't any players who were determined to prevent them from entering.

It may contain countless treasures, priceless equipment, and endless high-level enchanted books.

However, they could only watch the door longingly.

Because the door cannot be opened.

Players tried everything, but the door remained there.

The door frame, those unknown blocks, cannot be dug away; they are indestructible.

Furthermore, due to the special nature of the portal, blocks cannot be placed in that pit and the surrounding area.

They could only conduct experiments after they had thought of some possible methods.

Those methods all failed without exception.

Their hope and enthusiasm for opening the door were slowly worn down by time and repeated failures.

However, every time a player wanted to test it, a large number of people would gather around the pit and stand by to watch.

We hope this player will be able to successfully open the door.

Although each time it ended with a sigh, turning away, and listening to the howling of the player in the pit...

The players set up camp around this area and used the railway to enter and exit the desert.

There are players here who specialize in trading, so resources won't be too scarce.

Occasionally, someone would come to rob and plunder, but they would be discovered and "executed" by the surrounding players.

A strange harmony has formed among the players.

But they all knew that this harmony was only temporary, and once that door was opened, it would be like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

But they were all hoping that the peace would be broken...

At that time, everyone would fight for a spot in the new world, even resorting to violence.

But nobody cared about any of that; all they wanted was to open the door.

...

The frozen ocean.

Feng Ning is now just wandering around aimlessly every day, and he's even forgotten where the portal coordinates are.

When I first entered, I was so dizzy, and Shi Qian kept chasing me and throwing weapons at me.

I completely forgot about the coordinates, and by the time I realized it, I was already way too far away.

But he found that he couldn't shake off Shi Qian, and asked himself why he was running so fast.

It's better to enjoy the scenery, run around on the ice, and occasionally swim in the Fushui Canyon. That would be a truly leisurely life.

It's just that it's a little ridiculous to see the enemy right in front of you and be powerless to do anything about it...

But it seems...

What those witches said seems to be true...

Feng Ning looked at the scene before him, feeling nothing but shock.

He darted about on the ice and into a massive ruin.

The underground is dark, and the buildings are almost entirely black, with a strange style.

Walking through the ruins, one's gaze is inevitably drawn to the central building, and one's body slowly moves closer.

The surrounding environment gave him an extremely cold and gloomy feeling.

There is no one here, and no light.

Dim, abandoned, yet still dazzling.

The only light pierced through the small patch of ice overhead, shining directly onto the high throne in the center.

There seems to be a figure waiting there...

Feng Ning didn't understand why walking here gave her the feeling of making a pilgrimage.

The closer you get to the center, the stronger the feeling becomes.

The emotions slowly crumbled, leaving only solemnity, reverence, and boundless respect.

The buildings here seemed to be guiding him step by step.

Forward, forward, look, look...

He could feel his heart pounding.

Unbeknownst to them, they had already walked from the edge of the ruins to the foot of the central platform.

Looking up, one senses an overwhelming power.

Indescribable...

It felt like the whole world was pressing down on me, making it hard to breathe.

In Feng Ning's eyes, the platform was slowly growing larger and tilting down towards him.

He seemed to hear a voice telling him to come over.

The sound was faint and ethereal, its origin unknown.

Feng Ning involuntarily lowered his head to alleviate the physical discomfort.

My heart pounded like a drum, filled with eagerness to catch a glimpse of the majestic face on the throne.

Step firmly onto the steps and slowly ascend them...

It's as if everything here has lost its ability to express itself; it possesses an indescribable magic.

Emotions are confused, consciousness is clouded, the body keeps moving, and the steps continue.

Reach the summit.

The oppressive feeling lessened considerably, as if those were merely methods to test his sincerity.

No one was around.

A beam of light slowly moved over and spread out on the floor in front of him, guiding Feng Ning to step toward the throne.

Since he could not be harmed after being materialized, he had already maximized his synesthesia.

His inventory, coordinates, and game interface gradually faded away under his focused state of mind.

At this moment, I feel like I'm there.

The oppressive aura still prevented him from raising his head, and even the steps he took became much smaller.

Cautious, careful, as if afraid of angering the beings here.

In front of the throne...

There was no trace of human presence.

Looking up, the black and gold scepter, exuding an aura that seemed to belong to another world, rested quietly on the armrest of the throne.

It seemed to be waiting for its master, but only this pilgrim arrived.

Feng Ning raised his hand and found that his body was slowly recovering.

It is no longer transparent and cannot be touched.

The arrows, potions, and tridents following behind him seemed to have already sensed his change.

It was poised to go, and even emitted a buzzing sound.

Turning around, one sees Shi Qian's expressionless face hidden behind a pile of items.

That face that appears in every one of his nightmares...

It seemed as if he sensed that he was about to die.

In Feng Ning's eyes, a smile appeared on that face.

A strange, forced smile...

As his body became increasingly solid, Feng Ning could feel the fury of those arrows.

After chasing myself for so long, I've finally hit the mark. I'm almost free...

But Feng Ning was terrified; he had finally made it this far.

Are we just going to die and go back without getting anything?

and...

His respawn point should no longer exist...

Will I become a lonely ghost in the wilderness again?