Soshyan and Randall kept walking, and the lights and comfort gradually faded.
They walked downward layer by layer, through an ancient elevator made of iron gray cages hanging on iron chains thick by one person.
The temperature was getting hotter and hotter, making people feel a little uncomfortable, and Soshiyan felt something huge and ancient was pressing on him.
He saw the caves shining with copper-framed lumens, with dull stripes of granite and feldspar.
In the process, Randall glanced at the sword on Suoshiyang's waist and said casually:
"A good sword."
Soshiyang said nothing and nodded.
Finally they reached the bottom, the deepest part of the monastery fortress.
The cage was parked on the ground, the gate slid open, and an arched cave extended from under their feet. The ground was as smooth as agate, and the huge space was divided by huge stone-cut columns.
It expands into the darkness of the underground world, as quiet and amazing as the many levels of bustling on it.
“Such a huge space.”
Soshiyang whispered to himself:
"How long did it take you to build it? How many people know about it?"
In the dim light, there were only a few dozen figures passing through the smooth glass-like ground, and they were all great giants wearing unknown model Terminator - their faces were hidden under their helmets and their hands were buzzing, emitting a dark green squid.
Soshiyan didn't know if their halberds and the Imperial Guard were used in one model, but it looked very rare and powerful.
Randall walked through the cave ground without saying a word, and the scrolls hanging from his waist and the small incense burner jingled as he walked.
No one came to say hello to them—they all seemed to be fully focused, and Soshyan felt nervous and alert from them, but not against them.
They seem to be alerting to things in the dark.
On the ground, walls and columns, Soshiyan also saw some traces - scratches made by sharp blades and claws. Considering the hardness of these rock bodies, the things that create these traces are obviously not easy to mess with.
In Soshyang's eyes, the whole place was so strange that it was almost unacceptable.
“Where is this place?”
"The beginning is also the end."
They continued walking, and Soshiyan saw a forked tunnel leading to a deeper place.
Some of them are just doorways that are more than one person wide, while others are roads that can allow Titans to pass through. He also smelled the pungent smell of incense, and even occasionally the earth would shake. Although it was very mild, you could feel it here, as if it was shaken by a distant earthquake.
However, no one seemed to have reacted in the silent figure around.
"They are so calm."
Soshiyan said, he hadn't intended to speak at first, but his thoughts blurted out as if he wanted to break the repressed silence.
Randall stopped to think, and he tilted his head to look at the figures around him.
"What do you want them to look like?"
He asked at the end.
"We live in a forgotten hall, but everyone has his tasks, and we can't even stop and think carefully, we can't."
Soshiyang was speechless and the two continued to move forward.
Finally, Randall stopped before an opening on the cave wall, where forty Terminators were guarding it, with various seals and prayers on the walls.
After seeing the arrival of Commander Lan Zhan, all the Terminators suddenly turned around in silence, as if they could no longer look at him.
"Why are they like this?"
"For this is a taboo, when we step into it, they will ignore what they see."
Under Randall's leadership, Soshyan stepped into the huge arch.
As soon as he walked into it, Soshiyang felt the loud noise of a giant hammer trembling in the dark hall. Then he stood there, staring at the incredible creature ahead, his gray face fell into deep thought.
Randall stood beside him and followed his gaze.
It was an octagonal door with a span of about three hundred meters, reinforced with a fine gold washer and surrounded by runes from ancient Terra.
And, this is a gate that even Titans can pass through.
A thunderous sound came from the other side of the gate, and Soshiyan took a step back, and a possibility almost scared him.
After a long silence, he finally spit out the two words-
"Internet."
"Yes, Internet."
Randall's voice became softer, but also filled with deep, primitive sorrow.
His haggard face looked up at the doors, his eyes flashing in the darkness.
"But this is not a simple alien creation, it is a backup of the huge secret under the Holy Terra Palace, or its early testimonials."
Soshiyan couldn't look away, and the noise from the distance was surprising.
He felt as if he had heard a supernatural scream—a suffocating scream from the terrifying, inhuman power.
"You know, when I first fought those things, I was almost scared."
Randall narrated slowly with a sad tone.
"I have never seen such a barbaric war, but its existence will never be known. No matter what horror that is destined to occur in the material world, it is extremely pale... I was standing on the threshold at that time, surrounded by the bodies of my comrades, and I was the only one who survived the entire company."
Soshiyang swallowed his throat and controlled his curiosity.
"Then...is this why you can't leave the planet?"
"Yes."
Soshiyang glanced at the huge net gate again, and suddenly realized that a question was answered-
Why does the White Temple rarely attack but not many veterans?
Because they were engaging in a secret and cruel war, the traces in the passage and the halls, as well as the ongoing state of war in the monastery fortresses, were explained.
An idea and an idea suddenly emerged, but he was hesitant to speak, because it was really sensational.
In the end, he decided to speak out.
"You who hold the seal keep you in the building are just to guard this gate, right?"
Randall nodded.
"There are more than 3,000 soldiers left behind-"
Randall looked at Soshyan, his eyes so strong that they were almost in pain.
"According to the archives of the battle group, at first, the Internet was still very calm, but with the outbreak of the great rebellion, one day, some problems occurred inside the Internet, and demons began to pour out. Our ancestors fought with them in blood and used the power left to us by the great primordial body,
The power of chaos is stopped outside the real universe.”
There is no need to ask about the power that Randall pointed to, and Soshiyan also guessed what it was.