Everyone looked down.
There are blue boulders underfoot, which are generous and vast.
The glimmer of light gathered little by little, lit up from everyone's feet, and then turned into a slender stream, flowing forward.
The moss was silently burned and evaporated by the cold light, or the moment the altar was inexplicably activated, the dust and moss covering it completed their mission.
The black stone surface is carved with intricate patterns.
"one two three……"
"The twenty-one streams of light correspond to the twenty-one of us."
Lu Meng narrowed his eyes.
The strong Lan Tai raised his hands, clenched his fists and shook them slightly, and the twisted mist around him became a little denser.
It's just that these abundant star source powers were weakened by one layer the moment they emerged.
Visible to the naked eye, the mist was pulled from the edge and fell into the lines of the boulders underfoot.
Not just Lan Tai, but everyone standing on the altar.
"Our [Qi] is passing away."
“This altar draws on our strength, in a way that doesn’t feel boring.”
Mr. July also conducted an experiment.
He was thin and clad in black robes. He stretched out his right hand, leaned over and pressed his palm directly on the ground.
In an instant, the black robe around him suddenly disappeared without any wind, and the surging mist rose up into the sky.
Among them, it is powerful, continuous, and surging.
Perhaps at this moment, people will remember the fact that Mr. Qiyue is the King of War.
Including Master Mo, the remaining twenty people could clearly see the stream of light under Mr. Qiyue lighting up, getting brighter and brighter. The originally subtle stream of light became thicker and thicker at this moment.
"That light."
Mr. Qiyue's right hand is still pressing on the stone surface, continuously delivering star source power.
Everyone followed his eyes and looked at the light beam in the center of the altar again.
If the original shimmer was as thick as a little finger, it is now as thick as a ring finger. Although it is very subtle, you can eventually see the change.
"The beam is growing."
"The ground is shaking."
There was a crash!
On the stone surface in the distance, a piece of stone suddenly bounced up diagonally and was fixed at a 45-degree angle.
Hula.
Another sound.
One after another, the stone slabs in the field of vision stand sideways.
Obviously, they touched the second level of the altar.
There was a faint light in Mr. Qiyue's eyes.
"The mural Lord Mo is looking at is the second one from the left."
As soon as his deep voice sounded, Lu Meng chuckled, and then said: "Torches, sacrifices, rings, the sun and the sun and the moon."
Mr. Qiyue narrowed his eyes. Lu Meng's mind, talent, and strength were all outstanding choices. After the misunderstanding was eliminated, he could only admire Master Mo's gaze.
Just when everyone's curiosity was aroused and they were waiting for the next words, Lu Meng stopped, and in the words of the industry, it was called a sudden break.
In such a solemn occasion, Lu Meng's blunt operation instantly made people's faces look as uncomfortable as constipation.
Mr. Qiyue looked at Lu Meng's gesture of raising his chin, looked at everyone who was starting to think, and continued: "Lu Meng is right."
“When we light this altar, it can be understood as lighting the torch.”
"We use our own strength to dedicate ourselves to this altar, which can be understood as a sacrifice in strokes."
"But are there any rings, sun and moon left?" Liu Mei's cold and sweet voice sounded.
"Extreme lines require imagination to unlock. The shape of this altar is circular, but the circular lines in the mural are not coherent."
After Mr. Qiyue's reminder, everyone frowned and thought, and suddenly realized that this seemed to be true.
"Yes, those are fine dots."
Master Mo's rich voice came and made the final decision.
The rings on the mural are one ring within another, but each ring is not a coherent line, but a series of connected dots.
At first glance, it looks the same as a ring, but it’s only when you look closer that you’ll notice the difference.
"So, let's make a bold assumption that the black spots can be seen as people worshiping the torch, that is, us who contribute our strength." Mr. Qiyue's words made everyone's hearts tremble, and their thoughts began to be involuntarily drawn to this idea.
Suddenly, I discovered that this idea was actually feasible.
So everyone suppressed their excitement and waited for the next analysis.
It is worthy of being the core circle of the Stealing Shadow Organization, with the same realm and the same ideals. Naturally, it is easy to agree with the reasonable analysis put forward by its members.
"The center of the circle in the mural is also a point. That means that according to the third pattern, the object of human worship is not the empty center, but the same human beings as them."
"So, what about the ongoing power of devotion when one stands within the central beam, and we stand on the altar like these people who worship the light of the torch?"
At this moment, on the huge altar, only the area where the twenty-one of them stood did not have any stone slabs bouncing up.
Apparently, this was a spontaneous reaction from the altar.
"Then... according to the murals, we will usher in the scorching sun and bright moon that ancient humans believed in most."
"Looking at it from another perspective, the sun and moon represent -"
"God!" Lord Mo's voice was calm.
Everyone was in a daze.
At this time, a breeze blew, and I realized that my back was dripping with cold sweat because of my concentration just for a moment.
Moreover, above the altar, within the scope of the fog analyzer, a real "fog" began to form. It was different from the mutated red fog, which was a fog that simply filled the field of vision and obscured the eyes.
"Who stands over?"
One person spoke and finally put the core issue out.
Everyone looked at the light beam, which could be said to be dim, connecting the sky and the earth.
If we simply follow what Mr. Qiyue said, it might be a great opportunity.
But why is there no god in this world?
So what exactly are the sun and the moon?
Behind the opportunities are also great dangers.
If the person sitting inside in the end is not a god, but a sacrifice...
Then you will become the pioneer of the organization.
"The speculation is just speculation. Since it was proposed by me, I have reason to be the pioneer. Please wise and kind Lord Mo give this opportunity to my old servant." Mr. Qiyue looked at the beam of light with a look on his eyes facing the future. The longing, coupled with the nostalgia for the past and the relief of facing the worst consequences.
"Hey, hey, old guy."
Lu Meng's voice suddenly came from the side. Everyone looked and saw Lu Meng raising his hand and waving it nonchalantly.
Mr. Qiyue blushed, "Are you doubting the old man's loyalty?"
"Don't mention this kind of thing. I doubt anyone except Lord Mo." Lu Meng yawned, almost making Mr. Qiyue go berserk.
But the next sentence made Mr. Qiyu quiet down.
"The thinker's head must always be in an environment of absolute silence."
"So this matter..."
Everyone was in a daze, did this guy still want to die and become the first test subject?
