Chapter 998 There was a beautiful woman on the battlefield in the past
"Well... this is? Flame, sacred flame... winged monster? It should mean... cold blood... a sleeping giant beast... what and what is this?"
The more you look, the more confused the tone of the corpse detector.
Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at his companion.
"I feel that these clues have nothing to do with the Internet?"
"You just need to say what you see, and let the wizards take responsibility for the rest."
"To be honest, I don't know how to describe it in words. It's probably... There is a place burning with sacred flames underground, and there is a gate guarded by winged monsters. Behind the gate is a giant beast, which requires cold blood to awaken it..."
"that's all?"
"That's it, otherwise?"
As he said, the corpse-discernist's eyes stayed in the shadow of the house for a while, and then his head quickly raised.
"Wait, we don't seem to be alone."
Thor immediately heard the sound of the bomb gun loading, and then the roar of the Chaos Lord sounded.
"Guards, hurry to the dissection room immediately, right away!"
A fully armed squad rushed into the room.
"Scatter and find the Hidden One!"
But Thor exited the room as the corpse defender stared at the shadows.
He returned to the way he came, quietly left the way where he placed the candlesticks, kicked open a repair port, fell into a pile of wires and circuits, and then quickly left the temple.
Today he has gained enough and needs to contact Soshiyan behind him.
Leaving the temple, Thor walked for an hour, avoided the patrol on the road, and came to a hidden cave underground, where a tall figure was on guard.
"Welcome, Company Commander Thor."
After the scanner's red dot flashed across Thor, the shriveled sound of YT-001 sounded.
"Open the long-distance encrypted communicator and I need to send some information to Soshiyan."
The semi-robot obeyed Thor's orders, took out a light communicator from the metal backpack behind him, and set up encryption parameters.
Thor walked to the communicator and started to enter two pieces of information.
The first article reminds Soshyan that the bodies of the fallen soldiers must be recovered in any case, because there are corpses in the Black Legion.
The second point is to ask him to ask Veronica if there are any special flames in the Spirit race, which are mainly used underground.
About five minutes later, Soshiyan's reply came.
No problem with the first article.
The second article, after asking Veronica, I learned that there was an ice flame in the spiritual race that would be used underground in some ancient garden worlds, mainly to sacrifice to a god of their race that symbolized death in ancient times. However, this god had been lost for a long time, and there were no more believers before the great fall, and even their names were lost.
A major feature of this flame is that it absorbs the surrounding heat, so once it is ignited, it will fall into extreme cold and it is difficult to extinguish.
After reading this information, Thor turned off the communicator and fell into deep thought.
The YT-001 on the side was still motionless, as if it was falling into static.
I don't know how long it took, Thor sighed, took two steps back, and sat on a polished stone.
"Let's fire."
YT-001 raised his arm, and then a light flashed by, and the extinguished bonfire beside Thor was ignited again, and the light dispelled the darkness and illuminated the stone chamber again.
Thor has been using this place as a shelter for four days. He knew it was the last day. He would give up here later and go deeper into the ground to find an area with abnormal temperatures.
Sitting around the campfire for a while, it seemed that it had absorbed enough heat, Thor looked at YT-001.
"You are from the Great Expedition."
The semi-robot did not move, but just responded hoarsely:
"Sorry, the production date has been erased."
Thor smiled and said meaningfully:
"It is a miracle that people like us can survive until now."
The semi-robot is still frozen.
"Do you know why I chose you only as a follower? Because you feel like you are out of place with this era, just like me, we are the same kind of people."
The other party still did not respond.
"Do you know how I survived from Eastwan?"
Thor didn't care about the other party's attitude and spoke on his own.
"I thought I was dead at that time, but in the darkness they came to me, and I was in a deep coma, every face, every scream, every breath of horror occupied my consciousness, and as I tried to forget these painful memories, I was taken to a place, flying over towering mountains, through starry clouds and peaks that were dizzy by the moonlight, and then to the depths of a mountain, where there seemed to be no division of light and darkness, along the corridor, through the echo corridor, I was led into the rumbled elevator until finally placed in a empty cell carved out directly from the rock, where only the most basic human survival was satisfied, a rusty tube dripping with salt water in the corner of the room, and a round pit in the opposite corner seemed to be a container for waste."
Method in the cage of the past, Thor casually pointed to the corner of the stone chamber.
"On the first day, two people came, one man and one woman, dressed plainly. They were wearing all white coats, basically like laboratory coats. They checked my body and left."
"The next day, the two imperial guards came to see me."
Thor closed his eyes and recalled what happened.
"I was taken to the interrogation room. A tongue pressing plate that prevents the tongue from biting off my tongue made my mouth full of anticorrosion from rubber. An air tube was inserted into my throat. A leather hood with needles and electrodes surrounded my head like a pilot's helmet. The bronze wire was connected to the interface of the eye recording equipment... The interrogation room was terrible, like a simple metal box. There were no windows or mirrors in the room, and there was nothing special about it. The monitoring equipment surrounded me. Each device recorded the data of the rhythmic rhythm in my body in real time. A device that glowed like a scorpion's tail was fixed to the ceiling above my head, and was hung with hanging instruments. These instruments looked scary. Then the imperial guard asked me, 'Are you ready to start?', and I nodded."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! After saying that, the emperor's son sighed lightly.
"On the third day, the Prime Minister of the Empire came to me, and he told me the nature of this war and what was about to happen, and hoped that I would join the Ranger Knight-"
"On the tenth day, I saw Him."
At this time, the half-robot's body trembled slightly, followed by a slight and unaware sound.
"who....."
Thor smiled slightly, and a face appeared in his mind.
A face, ancient and wise, ruthless and thin.
There are countless identities that can be seen in Him - warriors, poets, diplomats, assassins, merchants, killers, politicians, mystics, fathers, tyrants.
Thor can see part of Him, but He still has thousands of Him.
But what attracted Saul's attention the most was His eyes.
The color of those eyes is as refreshing as warm honey, like the purest gold coins.
"You should guess."
The half-robot did not continue to respond, and Thor just sighed, turned around and faced the bonfire.
"I've said so much, let's talk about you."
Still the same, silent.
"Ten thousand years ago, the captain of the Conqueror, the flagship of the Twelve Legion, was a woman. In such a legion known for violence, there was a female captain, which was incredible to many people. But she did a good job. People then praised her as a bloody rose. But no one knew that before her, there was a heroine in the empire, who also controlled the flagship of a legion. She was also the last wife the Primrose married before returning to the empire. At that time, she was also called the Queen of Flame."
Thor looked up and looked at the half-robot's trembling body.