Time passed quietly and slowly, and Loken continued to walk towards the opposite side at an unhurried pace.
"Hey! Robe! Your robe"
Talos suddenly pointed loudly at the ground, which frightened Loken and almost threw the instrument away.
And Soshyan immediately saw where the prophet was pointing.
It turns out that there are many belts on Loken's robe. They are all relatively long and will enter the cone-shaped energy network at any time.
"Loken, stop!"
As soon as Soshyan spoke, Loken at the other end of the hall stopped immediately.
"Throw away all those belts you don't have on you."
Loken then silently untied the ties on his robe, but he could not untie them easily, so he first let the ties loosen to loosen the knot, and then shook the ties.
Those frenulums fell down quickly, but Loken moved too much, and the scanner almost came off again.
So the Mechanicus priest quickly clamped the instrument with his elbow. Even so, his earphones were thrown off and fell about one meter away from him.
Everyone seemed very nervous, but nothing seemed to happen.
"My Dimoyin headphones——"
"Don't move, stand still!"
Talos hung the gun back on his thigh and followed the mark Loken drew in the dust.
He walked behind the priest, said a few words softly to keep him calm, and then asked Loken to turn around immediately and walk past him.
Talos lowered his body with incredible sensitivity, picked up the earphones, and put the earphones back on Loken's head.
"Get this shit done quickly."
They continued to move forward, and it took about four minutes for the two of them to reach the gate.
Soshyan issued instructions to the team, ordering them to move along the route drawn by Loken, and he was the first to set off.
When everyone arrived, Talos began to study the gate.
The outline of the gate was carved into the rock with a precise engineering technique. The prophet then stretched out his palm and placed it on the right side of the door, then slowly applied pressure.
After a while, the two fifteen-meter-long stone doors that formed the gate quietly separated, and the bright light from the inner hall made Talos have to close his eyes.
"What's wrong? What did you see?"
Soshyan, who was walking behind him, asked.
Talos answered with a wink.
"This is the most incredible thing I've ever seen."
After that, everyone else was also stunned by the scene inside, and one by one slowly followed Soshiyang and Loken who was eager to try.
Talos was the last to walk in.
This is a cylindrical hall with a height of one thousand meters and a radius of five hundred meters. The walls are covered with fiber-like circuits made of silver and chrome.
White light was projected from an unfathomable place, and the space on the floor was filled with almost unsolvable algorithmic puzzles. Soshyan put aside the trivial matters of solving the problems and continued to concentrate on observing the huge space occupying the center of the room.
exist.
It was a statue carved from white marble. It was a warrior wearing gorgeous armor. His whole body was filled with an artistic and cultural style that was completely different from that of the current empire, but his appearance as a king was unquestionable.
More importantly, he has a face that is almost the same as Soshyan.
The king's left foot was on the alien corpse, and his hands were holding a three-meter long, red weapon that was neither a spear nor a halberd - I say this because it was different from the mainstream long-handled weapons of the empire.
It has a slender curved tip similar to a spearhead, but on both sides are axe-shaped blades in opposite directions.
Judging from the style, Soshyan guessed that it should have a certain origin with some kind of ancient Terran weapon.
The weapon was held by the statue's front and back hands, with the tail raised to the level of the head, and the head thrust downwards, as if knocking down the enemy who was still trampled under his feet. A cape was flying high behind him, as if it was open.
's wings.
The entire statue is completely natural, without any flaws. At first glance, it seems as if this demigod will move in the next moment.
Looking at this statue, Soshyan's breathing gradually became rapid. There is no doubt that this is their lost original body, and all records and history have been erased, Artaxerxes.
Then, Soshyan held the hilt of the sword with both hands, pointing the sword tip down, like a knight paying homage to the monarch, and slowly knelt down on one knee.
The other warriors also made a roar and knelt down with him. Only Talos and the bewildered Loken were still standing.
"Captain Soshyan——"
"Do not talk."
Talos whispered to stop Loken from speaking, and immediately shut his mouth obediently.
Just when everyone was silent, the wall of the hall suddenly opened.
Soshyan raised his head suddenly.
"who!"
Directly behind the opened wall stood a metal fence, and behind that fence stood quietly a metal structure like a stone figurine guarding a mausoleum.
There are eleven of them in total, arranged in an axially symmetrical formation with one of them as the axis, densely covered in the shadows.
Each of these constructs is a little taller than a Space Marine. Their faces are metal skeletons, and their bodies are wrapped in muscles and alloys made of pipelines. Their appearance is inhuman and extremely asymmetrical, as if they are terrifying technological wizards from the old night.
Art creation.
Seeing these things, Talos's eyelids jumped suddenly.
"Damn it! Why is there such a thing here-"
Soshyan stood up and assumed a defensive posture.
"Taros, what are they?"
"This thing... I've only seen it once. It appeared in the armory of the Dark Angel. It's called the Extinction Machine."
According to Talos, these constructs are neither bulky robots nor corpses that rely on machinery to maintain life and avoid death. They are the last generation of terrible silicon-based intelligence, the inferior descendants of Iron Man.
But now it is sleeping, waiting for the order to wake up.
"Why is there an extinct machine here?"
"Because they are not the extinct relics you know at all."
Suddenly, a clear female voice sounded. Suoshiyang took a closer look and saw an enchanting figure slowly walking out from behind the largest construct.
"Angelica."
"I'm sorry, Commander of Soshyan Chapter, or... Commander of Soshyan Army?"
Seeing the playful smile on Angelica's face, Soshyan's inner murderous intent surged.
No matter what, this woman was not allowed to leave alive.
"You were not restrained by the stasis field at all. Those inquisitors were probably killed by you, right?"
"Humph, you still have to thank me. If it weren't for me, your little secret might have been exposed a long time ago. You must know that they had already touched the edge of this tomb."
"Why did you do that?"
The smile on Angelica's face became brighter. She waved the red amulet on her hand and said with a smile:
"Of course it's to prevent bigger mistakes from happening."
"mistake?"
"Yes, a mistake that could overturn everything."
Soshyan narrowed his eyes.
"What's the meaning."
"It's simple, because the mistake is you."
After saying that, the construct next to Angelica suddenly raised its head, and a red light suddenly lit up in the eyepiece that had been silent for ten thousand years.