End of Days Game: I'm the Only One Who Can See the Hidden Cues - Chapter 267

Chapter 267: The Cemetery of Giants
Upon noticing the slight look of concern on Jeremy’s face, Ritchie immediately inquired.

“What’s the matter? Is there some exceedingly dangerous entity lurking behind the bronze doors? Do we need to prepare for a longer duration before we can enter the Cemetery of Giants?”

Even Ritchie, who was typically very timid, understood that since they had already arrived at this location, there was no turning back.

Therefore, regardless of the dangers that lay ahead, they had to muster their courage and press on.

Jeremy hesitated for a moment before shaking his head and responding,

“There is indeed danger behind the bronze doors. However, we do not need to make any further preparations! Step aside, I will open the bronze door by myself!”

Upon hearing Jeremy’s reply, Ritchie chose not to say anything further.

He promptly moved to a position that was a considerable distance away from the bronze doors.

Ritchie was acutely aware that, should they encounter danger, he would not be able to ensure his own safety.

Thus, when faced with potential peril, Ritchie could only seek to protect himself.

Once Ritchie had found a relatively safe spot, Jeremy slowly began to push open the bronze doors.

As the bronze doors creaked open, an extremely chilling breeze swept through from the other side.

Even though Ritchie was positioned quite far from the bronze doors, he could feel the temperature around him plummeting rapidly.

When the bronze doors were fully opened, Ritchie sensed that the moisture in the air around him had completely frozen.

Hastily, Ritchie utilized the supplies he had on hand to prevent his body from losing heat too quickly.

Ritchie had already felt an intense chill, and there was no need for Jeremy to elaborate further.

Standing beside the bronze doors, the moment they swung open, Jeremy felt a sharp sting on his face. Moreover, he could sense his body rapidly succumbing to the freezing temperatures.

Without hesitation, Jeremy activated the talent of The King of Time and Space, generating a folded space in front of his body.

This folded space successfully blocked the icy winds that were emanating from within the bronze doors.

As a result, Jeremy gained sufficient reaction time to ensure that he would not be immediately frozen to death by the frigid gusts.

Once he stabilized his condition, Jeremy turned to check on Ritchie.

“Are you alright? Can you continue moving forward? If you can’t, we can rest here for a while.”

Jeremy believed he was capable of pressing onward, but his only concern was Ritchie’s state.

In Jeremy’s view, Ritchie was at high risk of becoming completely frozen.

Ritchie quickly shook his head in response.

“I can still move forward! I feel that the dangers we face here may very well be greater than those within the Cemetery of Giants.”

After Ritchie finished speaking, he struggled to quickly reach Jeremy’s side.

Although Ritchie had not fully recovered from the effects of the biting cold wind, he was already able to continue moving alongside Jeremy.

Jeremy nodded in acknowledgment.

Even though he could see that Ritchie’s condition was far from ideal, his thoughts aligned with Ritchie’s perspective.

The longer they lingered in the Tower of Exile area, the more dangers they would inevitably encounter.

Thus, rather than remaining stagnant, it was far more prudent to press onward, at the very least, continuing their journey would allow them to gather more information.

With that understanding, Jeremy and Ritchie entered the Cemetery of Giants, moving in a lead-follow pattern.

The moment they stepped through the bronze doors, Jeremy and Ritchie suddenly discovered that they were now situated in a remarkably expansive hall.

Above them, countless points of light sparkled like stars in the night sky.

However, both of them were acutely aware that these luminous spots were not actual stars, they could very well be living creatures.

“We should exercise caution, we still have no idea whether those lights above harbor any hostility towards us!” Jeremy lowered his voice to caution Ritchie.

Ritchie nodded in acknowledgment, confirming that he had received Jeremy’s warning.

The two of them proceeded slowly through the hall.

They made every effort to avoid making any sound as they moved forward.

However, due to the pervasive darkness of the hall, they inevitably bumped into several coffins along the way.

The coffins in the Cemetery of Giants were exceedingly massive, but interspersed among them were some smaller coffins.

These smaller coffins appeared to be intended for creatures of human size.

After advancing for a while, Jeremy suddenly halted in front of a colossal coffin.

“What’s wrong? Did you notice anything unusual in the surroundings?” Ritchie, unaware of Jeremy’s sudden stop, leaned in closer and whispered his inquiry.

Jeremy shook his head and gestured for Ritchie to remain silent.

This action only heightened Ritchie’s sense of unease.

He began to scan the area, hoping to identify anything that could explain Jeremy’s sudden wariness.

Before long, he noticed that the arrangement of coffins surrounding the two of them was distinctly different from before.

These coffins appeared to possess the ability to move on their own.

Upon realizing this, Ritchie wore a look of profound astonishment on his face.

“What on earth is happening? We must take immediate action! Should we leave this place as swiftly as possible?!”

Ritchie remained silent, instead manipulating his shadow to write out this message on the ground.

After observing the message crafted by Ritchie’s shadow, Jeremy slowly shook his head.

Then, Jeremy pointed toward the enormous coffin directly in front of them.

Following Jeremy’s indication, Ritchie finally discerned the source of Jeremy’s heightened concern.

The gigantic coffin ahead of them had been completely opened, and a cyclops was half-sitting up from within it. The cyclops seemed to be fixated on both Jeremy and Ritchie.

Upon catching sight of the Cyclops, Ritchie felt his heart rate surge dramatically.

A bead of cold sweat also appeared on Ritchie’s forehead.

He glanced at Jeremy, whose eyes were filled with a palpable urgency, he desperately hoped Jeremy would provide him with guidance on what to do.

Jeremy remained silent, slowly moving toward the coffin.

Ritchie refrained from mimicking Jeremy’s actions, as he was convinced that even the slightest movement on his part could provoke the Cyclops into launching a direct attack against him.

It took Jeremy a full fifteen minutes to cautiously position himself beside the coffin.

The moment he made contact with the coffin, a sudden influx of memories that did not belong to him flooded Jeremy’s mind.

In an endless forest, Cyclopes appeared to be constructing a massive pyramid. As the construction reached its midpoint, the sky darkened ominously with thick clouds.

Then, a series of lightning bolts descended from the heavens, obliterating the pyramid that the Cyclopes had built. Simultaneously, an indescribable chaotic entity manifested in the sky.

The instant the chaotic entity emerged, all the Cyclopes turned their gazes toward it. Upon laying eyes on this chaotic existence, the Cyclopes became puppets of the entity.

Only the most powerful Cyclopes could tenuously resist the mental corruption inflicted by the chaotic presence.

However, even the mightiest Cyclopes could not hold out for long.

The vision of the Cyclopes narrowed increasingly, their sight overwhelmed by a cacophony of frenzied and chaotic phenomena.

Ultimately, all the Cyclopes transformed into puppets of the chaotic entity.

The Cyclopes began to construct a colossal tower under the influence of the chaotic entity.

This immense tower stretched infinitely toward the heavens, ultimately leading to an unknown realm.

The memory concluded at this point, and Jeremy’s consciousness finally detached from the recollection.

However, in that fleeting moment, he suddenly felt the sensation of being watched.

Following his instinct, Jeremy turned to look in the direction of the gaze and found himself locking eyes with the Cyclops within the enormous coffin.

At that moment, Jeremy felt an overwhelming pressure, he could sense the Cyclops scrutinizing him intently.

Moreover, the Cyclops’s hand had gradually moved closer to Jeremy’s side.

“I suppose the memory I just experienced must belong to you, right?” Jeremy felt compelled to utter something, a means to probe the Cyclops.

Thus, he directly posed his most pressing questions to the Cyclops.

The Cyclops offered no verbal response, however, its hand ceased its approach toward Jeremy.

“The Cemetery of Giants must be where your kin are buried, correct? Have all of you, including the creature I witnessed, been entirely transformed into puppets? Did you and your kin perish during the construction of the tower?”

Jeremy unleashed three questions in a single breath.

It was evident that the Cyclops comprehended the inquiries posed by Jeremy.

The Cyclops’s face remained remarkably expressionless, so impassive that it betrayed no emotions. However, its single eye shifted from white to a deep crimson hue.

Two streams of blood tears cascaded down from the Cyclops’s solitary eye.

Upon witnessing this scene, Jeremy realized the answers to the questions he had previously posed.

“Is the tower you constructed known as the Tower of Exile?” Jeremy ventured to ask his final question.

The moment he uttered this query, the Cyclops abruptly rose completely from the coffin.

With its crimson eyes fixed intently on Jeremy, the Cyclops raised its left foot high and brought it down forcefully toward him!