Pushing open the heavy iron door, the moment Lin Zihan's hand touched the door, a strong momentum followed Lin Zihan's hand, passed through his arm, and directly penetrated into Lin Zihan's mind like a sharp sword. middle.
That impact stunned Lin Zihan for a second, as if he had emptied himself. He felt the fatigue all over his body dissipate, and even his mental state returned to its best state. The cold iron door suddenly became warmer to the touch. It felt a little warm.
The moment the door was opened, a dragon's cry was heard throughout the palace. Although no one had heard the real dragon's cry, everyone clearly felt that it was the dragon's cry at the moment the door was opened.
In that roar of the dragon, there is the eternity of ancient history, the majestic momentum, the arrogance, the power to destroy the world, the overwhelming murderous intent, and the heartbreaking sadness that fell here. unwilling...
The roar of the dragon made everyone feel energetic instantly, but they lost the courage to fight it. The roar of the dragon echoed in the night for a long time before slowly dissipating.
Lin Zihan held his hand on the door. The dark door seemed smooth, but when he touched it, he felt endless textures, like towering mountains, endless rivers, like The violent winds sweeping across the sky and the earth, the pouring rain...
With all kinds of mixed feelings, Lin Zihan felt a sense of loneliness after being emptied out, a loneliness that arose spontaneously. "Is this the loneliness of the proud dragon clan?" Lin Zihan looked at the palace. It was like daytime, but the torches on the wall were still burning.
"Is this fire immortal for thousands of years? No one has set foot here since the first catastrophe." The second captain looked at the torch. The flame was burning brightly, lighting up the entire hall.
The main hall gives people a solemn feeling. The black and blue metal is engraved with strange patterns, like densely packed chip wires, wrapping the entire main hall.
The surrounding murals depict towering ancient trees, volcanoes, violent storms, ice and snow... these natural landscapes, looking at the murals, the vastness of the world seems to be only within a small inch.
"Let's rest here tonight." He Yunhua looked around. It was pitch dark on the stairs and he couldn't see anything clearly. In addition to exuding solemnity and solemnity, this palace also gave He Yunhua a sense of crisis and a kind of fear born from his heart.
He didn't dare to step onto the stairs to the second floor easily. No one here dared, not even to approach the patterns carved on the wall, or to approach the throne in the center of the hall.
Everyone was in a tacit understanding, and no one touched everything around them. Even the chandelier that fell on the ground was moved around, as if someone had told them the rules here and no touching was allowed.
Several people were leaning on each other, sitting in a circle with their backs to backs and their faces facing outside, with their hands folded in front of their chests. In this unknown palace, it is safer to leave your back to your companions.
Soon, weak snoring sounded in the hall, and everyone gradually fell asleep, except for one person, who tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep no matter what.
Deep in his heart, there was always a voice calling him, like a call from history.
Lin Zihan opened his eyes, stood up, and carefully walked around the palace, looking at the exaggerated murals and some magical words on the walls.
"These words seem to record something." Lin Zihan put his fingers on his temples, trying to activate the brain scanning system to see if anything could be parsed out of these words. But I found that the interaction between myself and Duan Nao seemed to be isolated by something.
"Strange?" Lin Zihan felt a little confused and tried to summon the exoskeleton, but found that the gray-blue armor only appeared briefly on his arm and disappeared in an instant.
The breastplate on his body was only vaguely visible. Surprised by the sudden loss of control of the exoskeleton, Lin Zihan stood there melancholy. Was it because the telencephalon was seriously damaged in that battle and he entered self-protection like before, or was there something here that could affect the telencephalon.
Looking around the entire hall, Lin Zihan walked towards the throne in the center of the hall. It wasn't until he got close to the throne that Lin Zihan discovered that there were strange symbols carved on the throne. Lin Zihan firmly believed that this was some kind of language, but it just didn't belong to this era.
Seeing that the throne was spotless, Lin Zihan turned around and sat on it. The moment his body came into contact with the throne, a vast ocean appeared in Lin Zihan's mind.
The sea was calm and calm, like crystal, reflecting the white clouds in the sky. As far as the eye could see, there was no edge.
In his eyes, the black pupils slowly turned blue, as dark blue as the sea water, and the deep gaze was like the endless deep sea, with no end in sight and full of unknowns.
His back was leaning on the throne. The metal throne was warmer than the iron door. Lin Zihan lazily leaned on the seat, as if lying in a soft big bed, warm and sweet.
A huge dragon appeared on the surface of the sea. Its wings spread out, making the sea eclipse. The dragon's claws were even comparable to those of an adult giant demon ape. The dragon's head slowly turned around and looked at Lin Zihan.
When their eyes met, Lin Zihan felt only endless inferiority in his heart. Compared with the giant dragon in front of him, he was like an ant, small and fragile.
"Is this the ancient dragon clan?" Lin Zihan looked at himself in the vertical pupils and murmured.
Those dark pupils were like mirrors, reflecting Lin Zihan's appearance. Even sitting on this throne, he was so small and fragile.
"The dragon clan is so huge, who is this seat for?" Lin Zihan rubbed his hand on the throne, feeling the marks left by the years on it and the will left by the ancient dragon clan.
"Catastrophe, war, restriction, gods?" Lin Zihan didn't know why he said this, as if the throne was speaking, but he was just repeating its words, like a resonance in his soul.
There is something that can make such a powerful dragon clan fall. Maybe only God can do it.
The dragon race has always lived in history, even in ancient doctrines. It was an ancient race in Yuanxing. There might not have been humans at that time, probably hundreds of millions of years ago, or so scientists said.
It's just that why this palace from hundreds of millions of years ago has been handed down and still stands so majestic today, like a palace that has just fallen into decline.
Moreover, scientists have not confirmed that the Dragon Clan has developed an era of technological culture. They have only proved that there is an ancient race in this world. They are tall, beast-like, with sharp teeth and claws, or wings...
This is how it is written in novels, and scientists do not refute it. After all, no one has ever seen it.
"Is it possible that this palace has really existed for hundreds of millions of years?" Lin Zihan looked at the phantom in front of him, a giant dragon flying between heaven and earth, in the forest, the desert, the ocean...
A black light, or colorful black light, at least that's what Lin Zihan felt in his heart, slowly rose from the throne, suddenly flew to the stairs, and stopped, like a burning flame, on the black flame , is a gorgeous fire.
Looking at the black light, something seemed to be quietly awakening deep in Lin Zihan's soul, like a soul that had been sleeping for a long time...
For a long time, Lin Zihan would think that the voice was his schizophrenia, and the nightmares all day long were due to his neurasthenia. Only today did Lin Zihan understand that the mind is powerful to a certain extent, far stronger than the body. horrible.
"Is that light just waiting for me?" Lin Zihan looked at the light like a child full of expectations...
Lin Zihan even felt that the light was joyful, and he actually felt the emotion of the light. If he had been working as a killer in Longcheng, Lin Zihan would have thought that he was mentally stressed and had a neurasthenia.
But with the blood wolf king's spiritual crystal, Lin Zihan's spiritual realm has reached a higher level, which means that Lin Zihan has already had obvious changes in his subconscious about many things.
Leaving the throne, Lin Zihan followed the light and came to the stairs, the moment he stepped on the stairs with his left foot. It felt like a stone falling into a calm lake, causing ripples.
I felt light all over my body, my perception of my surroundings became clearer, and I seemed to be able to see more clearly.
Every time he took a step forward, the scene in front of him became clearer. It wasn't until he reached the second floor that Lin Zihan saw clearly under the darkness, a huge core made of metal, like an enlarged version of the telencephalon core. .
While ensuring the same functions, they will pursue small size and lightness, but they don't care about the huge core in front of them. On the contrary, it is very huge, even taller than Lin Zihan. It is a spherical roulette disk with a diameter of nearly three meters. .
It looked like countless rings, intertwined, and only the core was a blood-red agate.
Maybe it's agate, or maybe it's an ordinary crystal. Lin Zihan thought to himself. The agate, which was bigger than his fist, was completely natural, with no flaws visible. It exuded a faint light, like the refraction of light.
And suddenly the black light flashed past and flew into the agate. The black light flashed on the red agate. The huge ring started from the center and started to rotate at once, accompanied by bursts of The dragon roars.
Until the outermost ring, it also started to rotate.
On the ring, streaks of light lit up, and the entire roulette wheel was like a huge lighting lamp, emitting a dazzling light, shining on Lin Zihan.
A ray of light passed through the ring and shone into Lin Zihan's eyes. If it weren't for the holographic glasses that weakened the light, the dazzling light would have directly blinded Lin Zihan's eyes.
The huge roulette wheel seemed to turn into a film, and a picture appeared on it, as if a giant dragon was fighting, but the person fighting the dragon was just a... human being not more than two meters tall. If that was still a human being...
The reason why Lin Zihan said this is because in the picture, the man just waved his wrist lightly, and the giant dragon's figure disintegrated instantly like a collapsed building. The mountain-like body collapsed instantly. Only a dragon roar was left...
