"Here we are."
Within the pine crystal held tightly in the iron gauntlet of the red-shirted knight, a faint, pale cold light extends forward, passing through the end of the corridor and the weathered and eroded mottled walls, outlining the outline of a trapezoidal stone chamber, like A burial chamber or sacrificial hall.
Alice's light steps stopped in front, turned around and looked at the others and replied.
The cold light hit the side of Stilifen, the leader of the 6th Regiment of Jeflett's red team. He raised the dwarf's thick eyebrows and looked at this place: "But there is nothing here."
"No, someone will come and get us," Alice replied.
"people?"
"People you know."
Stilifen heard a footstep coming from the other side of the darkness. He grabbed his dwarf battle ax alertly - but this action was purely for comfort. He was an analyst in the regiment and had a higher level than his peers. Most people are even lower, which is why this task falls to him.
But just for a moment, the dwarf looked at the tense face in that direction and relaxed, and his thick knuckles moved away involuntarily. There was a rhythmic sound of click, click, click in the darkness, and along with the rustling steps, the sound became more and more intense. close.
Then an old night lizard man with a wooden staff walked out from there. It wore a huge feather crest on its head, and its eyes below seemed to be blind, leaving only a pair of white eyes, but this did not prevent it from acting as usual. , walked slowly in front of everyone.
The scales on the old Night Lizard's body were dull and dull, and he was as thin as a layer of orange peel. He looked stooped. However, all the Night Lizards who followed him showed respect to this old Night Lizard. .
Stilifen also lowered his voice: "The Great Prophet of Copan."
"You're late," the old night lizard's accent was thick, with the usual hiss of the lizard people, but he spoke genuine Huey, one of the official languages of Kaolin: "But Fortunately, I didn’t waste any time——"
"There was some trouble on the road."
"No need to explain, Salutaka knows everything," the old night lizard replied slowly. It turned around and said, "Follow me."
"Miss Alice." Stilifen turned around. He didn't like this woman very much - no one would really appreciate a traitor, not to mention that the other party's actions were not about turning from the dark side to the bright side. They treated these people as tools at best. That's all, but the guild has other plans for this woman, and it's not easy for him to burn bridges.
He only said: "Do you want to stay here? If you are afraid of the dark, I can ask a few people to stay with you."
Alice smiled but didn't answer.
At this time, the prophet said in a low voice: "No, she can't stay here, she must be with us."
"The Great Prophet of Copan, she was not the one in the plan." Stilifen was stunned and quickly explained.
The prophet shook his head: "This is an oracle."
Stilifen was slightly startled and glanced at Alice strangely. He didn't quite understand why Salutaka fell in love with this woman - but he could only agree with this statement. There was no other way. The leader of this mission was The night lizards, their Jeffrit Redcoat team, do not perform rituals to resurrect a god.
And how tempting is it to resurrect a god?
Stilifen didn't know how much benefit the guild would gain from this task, but the night lizards promised to give them at least ten places as the chosen ones. This was just the beginning. If there was a god as a backer, it would be Jeff. So what if the Little Red Team all switch to Salutaka?
For those who are chosen, it is just a multiple-choice question. They will return to Earth one day.
Hypocrites are no different to the local gods. They can also provide starlight faith. Salutaka will also accept them as long as they are not a god with a mental disorder like Amaya.
He is well aware of the weight of the responsibility on his shoulders.
Each of the top ten guilds in the country controls a large amount of resources and is close to a monopoly. The Silver Forest Crown, which no one is optimistic about today, is also like a centipede, and it will be difficult to replace it in a few years.
But after a few years, BBK cannot afford to wait. This is their best opportunity, and they are infinitely close to the top ten. Once the opportunity is missed, who knows what will happen?
But if you want to go further, it's easier said than done? Every time the guild's territory changed in the history of Stargate, major events were involved. For example, the Crown of the Silver Forest suddenly rose to prominence due to the integration of the guild after the Battle of Byrne. However, BBK did not have such a good opportunity and could only create opportunities by himself.
As for the Super Competitive Alliance's accusations, Stilifen didn't care that much. He knew the rules of that circle very well.
The vibrations from the center of Fenris didn't seem to have much impact on this place.
Everyone only felt a slight tremor, and under the leadership of the night lizard prophet, they passed through the stone chamber and entered the corridor at the other end. Not long after, the view ahead suddenly opened up, and they walked out of the pyramid, an artificial valley. Appear in front.
Dwarf Stilifen took a gentle breath.
Even though he was prepared, he was still a little shocked by the spectacle in front of him. Seven or eight giant pyramids surrounded the 'mountains' on all sides of the valley, making it a closed space - and looking at it, far and near The steps of each pyramid were full of night lizards kneeling. They were bowing their heads and kneeling devoutly towards an isolated island below the center of the valley.
The island is floating in mid-air.
There was a towering obelisk above. The obelisk was taller than any minaret he had seen when he came here, and the former pointed straight into the sky. Stilifen raised his head involuntarily. There should have been the ceiling of the underground cave, but at this moment the thick rock wall disappeared.
Instead, there was a black vortex that was constantly spinning.
Stilifen only glanced at the whirlpool and couldn't help but lower his head. He always felt that a gaze in the whirlpool was falling on him, which made him feel a little uneasy even as an Earthling.
It felt like a huge creature was crawling out of the whirlpool, looking down at the earth with cold eyes.
That feeling is extremely creepy——
Is that a god?
He didn't dare to look anymore, but his heart was full of throbbing. What kind of existence are these powerful non-human beings, a piece of high-dimensional information? Stilifen's heart was filled with chaotic thoughts, as if there were a thousand voices arguing in his mind at the same time, giving him a splitting headache.
He wonders if this power that affects the soul can be brought back to Earth through the Chosen?
So does this count as the interconnection of the two worlds?
These thoughts flashed through his mind.
Alice's face on the side was also a little pale. She lowered her eyelids and did not dare to look up. Only the night lizard prophet did not seem to feel anything unusual. It murmured to itself and raised the wooden staff in its hand, as if it could hear that The voice in the darkness.
But Sarutaka's oracles were unclear, intermittent, and sometimes inconsistent.
This was not the same as the description in the prophecy, "There were too few sacrifices." Suddenly, the prophet turned around, looked at the two people with the whites of his godless eyes, and said, "Fighting is not enough. Only by shedding more blood and dying can I satisfy my God.”
This sounds like an evil god.
Stilifen thought to himself, but those who died were useless Chosen Ones, and they could all return to Earth to be resurrected anyway. It would be a waste of resources to stay here, so he felt no burden at all.
"Those people in the small guild will soon die in the magma," he replied: "The remaining people can't escape very far."
The prophet nodded, but it suddenly trembled, froze in place, and raised its head blankly.
After a while, it came back to its senses, and suddenly pointed with a dry finger at the girl aside: "The oracle has become clear, Salutaka is calling us, take her to the center of the altar."
"Her?" The dwarf was slightly startled and looked at Alice aside.
The younger twin's face paled slightly at this moment, but she still closed her mouth and said nothing.
"Should I take her there?" Stilifen always felt that something was not right. The things in the vortex made him feel not very good, but this was the guild's mission. Even if he died in this place, he would definitely die. Gotta finish.
The prophet nodded.
The dwarf cursed secretly, and then he had to reach out to Alice: "Come with me, Miss Alice."
Alice nodded slightly.
She glanced at the center of the altar before taking the first step down.
And this step seems to be stepping on the center of Fenris Island.
The entire island shook violently.
Outside the core area, inside the sacrificial hall of the Pyramid Fortress——
When a violent vibration occurred, Fang Plover, Parker and Tenerik staggered all over the ground at the same time, rolling from one end of the tomb to the other like a rolling gourd. Fang Plover had the worst luck, being the first to knock his head on the altar. On the steps, there was a sudden flow of blood, which shocked everyone.
Then Papalar rolled over and bumped into him, treating him as a perfect flesh pad and unscathed.
Fang Yu secretly cursed MMP before picking up Parker from the ground, "Are you okay?" Sophie asked with concern in the video. Fang Yu shook his head and only picked up the Parker figure. The flour was dragged to the other side, and the latter just rolled on the ground a few times and was still dazed and did not react.
Teneric also got up. This was probably the first time that the lizard prince fell to the ground. "The shaking is getting more violent." It whispered, and it was indeed true. The shaking in the ground was passing through waves, like It is necessary to tear the entire Fenris Island apart from it.
Fortunately, the structure of the pyramid fortress here is still relatively stable, and there are no cracks in the brick-covered wall, but there are constant gravel hanging from the ceiling. After a while, a layer of ankle-deep material was laid in the narrow sacrificial hall. layer.
There is a dead end ahead.
If they didn't want to be buried alive, Fang Plover felt that it was best for him to leave this place as soon as possible, but on the map that Miss Sylvide sent over from Dianmoqingzhu, there should clearly be a passage here.
However, Fang Yu had discovered a long and narrow opening on the altar in the center of the sacrificial hall before. With a slight movement in his heart, he grabbed Parker and compared it with the blade of the sacrificial dagger stuck in the girdle around his waist.
He couldn't help but think of what Sylvide had said before. There was a level left by the Sinsus Snakemen in this pyramid fortress - and to open the level of the Sinsus Snakemen, they obviously had to rely on their presence. those ancient clues and objects.
But there was no time to look for clues.
If there is anything on them that belongs to the Sinsas Snakemen, the only thing they have is this sacrificial knife that the Papalars accidentally obtained.
It just so happened that the sacrificial knife and the altar were compatible. What's more, even if they were not compatible, Fang Plover couldn't really care about that much and could only treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor.
It's probably not possible to take another road now. According to the news from Dianmo Ranqingzhu, they should be taking the same road that Jefflett's Red Team took before. Jefflett's Red Team and Listening The Rainers are all well-prepared, not to mention they have the Night Lizards to help them, so this little trouble will certainly not be a problem for them.
But I am different. It is not easy to find some ink-stained green bamboo and their passage among the maze-like roads in this pyramid. If all other passages are blocked, now they can only rely on Papara. My luck is beyond heaven right now.
As soon as Fang Yu thought of this, he pulled out the sacrificial dagger and held it in his hand.
The Papalar man was held in his hand, and when he saw him suddenly pulling out the bright sacrificial dagger and pointing it at him, he thought he was about to be sacrificed with blood, so the little fat man was so frightened that he shouted: "Don't kill him." Me, my blood fat is too high, and I’m sure that god here won’t like it! Tenaric is close to it, go and drain its blood!”
Tenarik couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this, and took the little dwarf from Fang Plover's hand, and then the latter turned the sword blade and inserted it into the altar.
Unbiased, just right.
When Parker saw this scene, he realized that he would not be killed. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and said reluctantly: "That's my dagger."
But Fang Yu ignored him and only looked at the sacrificial dagger. It was inserted into the altar. The entire sacrificial hall still shook as usual without any change. He and Tenerik were stunned when they saw this, but the Papalar man continued: "It's really stupid. At this time, you usually have to try to turn it."
"Do you think this is some kind of Raiders of the Lost Ark?"
Fang Yu replied angrily, stretched out his hand and twisted it, but unexpectedly the dagger actually moved in response to the sound.
Under the gaze of the three people, the inner wall on one side of the sacrificial hall suddenly creaked open, revealing a lengthy corridor behind it, which extended to the end of darkness in the light of the pine crystal.
Fang Yu looked at this scene with his mouth wide open.
The Papalar man was extremely proud: "Look, most people always think that the older the mechanism, the more mysterious it is. In fact, this is not the case. Do you know how much Nightingale's techniques have improved in the past thousand years?"
He babbled on: "These are just antiques. The thinking of the Sinsas snake people has long been rigid."
Fang Yu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He decided that this guy was a blind cat who had just met a dead mouse, and then he led Tenerik in that direction.
The Papalar man was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "Wait a minute, my sword hasn't been drawn out yet, that's my dagger!"
"Then you can wait until we leave before you pull out the sword," Fang Yu replied without looking back, "and then stay here alone."
Parker thought carefully about the possibility of doing this, but in the end he trotted to follow him. The properties of the sword were actually not very good. It was just a blank sacrificial dagger. He just considered that it might be a priceless item. He would only bring antiques with him.
But no matter how valuable the antiques are, they are not as important as their own lives. This is something the Papalar people know very well.
After passing through the sacrificial hall, there were no obstacles in the fortress pyramid. The three of them had detailed maps in their hands, and the maze below naturally did not cause any trouble. Soon they passed through the pyramid fortress.
Come to the other side of it facing the core area——
However, what surprised Fang Yu was that he originally thought that the side of Dianmo dyed green bamboo would arrive before them, but this was not the case. This side of the pyramid fortress was empty, with only the long bridge leading to the core area - still alone. Standing above the abyss, it seems that it is temporarily unaffected by the violent shaking underground.
There was no trace of anyone else on either end of the bridge.
Fang Yu didn't know whether they had not come out or had entered the core area. He could only send a message there, but no one responded. He vaguely felt something was wrong, so he could only send the information to the emergency command center and wait for questioning there.
But the shaking underground has become more and more violent, and time is running out.
Of course, he couldn't wait like this. Fang Plover looked at the direction of the core area. Others had already sent them to this place. After crossing the five light bridges, what was left was actually just a last ditch effort.
"What should I do?" Tenaric turned around and asked.
"Cross the bridge first," Fang Plover made up his mind: "Our mission is to find Alice first."
"We only have a glimmer of hope if we find her before it's too late."
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