After crossing the second bridge, murals on both sides of the passage appear more and more. These exquisite mosaic works depict the dark ages that the planet once experienced - the long ancient nights plunged the planet into horror, and the unimaginable barbaric war destroyed cities that seemed impossible, with humans and machinery and aliens fighting each other.
After the long night, the world became different, reconstruction began, and human civilization had a huge regression. The remnants of the long night retreated into huge underground fortresses, waiting for the resurgence of civilization, and they were always alert to the enemies from the sky.
In this way, humans who suffered hardships once again developed a brilliant civilization, but nightmare also came soon-
Green skin appeared, and demons that used to exist only in human nightmare also appeared. They carried blood and fire, swelled with wolf smoke and floods, and launched wars, attacking both humans and attacking each other.
There are also those wild beasts with long horns, red flesh and blood under their brassy skin, as well as skinny scavengers, alien species with bird-like faces and characteristics, and mysterious enemies beyond the sky... The newly restored human civilization suffered a devastating blow.
As the two continued to go deeper, the surrounding environment changed new.
There are more and more artworks about machines and engines, with some statues placed on the ground and some directly placed on the wall, destroying unfinished mosaics and murals.
The ancient art that left its mark on the wall gave way to cables and pipes, which seemed to be placed in place in a state of emergency.
Through the murals, some machines roll chemicals like centrifugal separators, while others are absorbing energy, generating energy, or playing the role of relaying, transporting energy elsewhere, workers wearing robes, hoods, and uniforms are busy everywhere.
Soshiyan took off his helmet, and the suffering he saw during the entire journey burned in his heart, and his previous doubts no longer existed.
Finally, the two stopped at the end of the corridor.
At the end of the corridor, surrounded by flags representing glory. On both sides of the marble avenue extending forward are colorful colors. Each piece of cloth displays an unrecognizable name, number, and seal according to the standards.
Every battle flag, every spoil, and every pennant seem to interpret the fact that this was once the place for soldiers to go to war, and thousands of marks stretched to the entrance of the hall.
At the end of the road, a giant door was open, 200 meters high, extending to the arched top of the cave, and the moisture emitted by the rock "sky" condensed into a shiny stream of light on the surface of the metal door.
The separate gates divide the logo of the Citizen Temple in half: weirdly shaped machine combat reliefs can be seen on the left and right.
In the middle of the gate, a huge mechanical wreck collapsed to the ground.
"This thing... seems to be engraved on the relief."
Veronica observed it very carefully, and immediately the machine on the ground was one of the combat machines on the relief, a huge combat machine.
Soshiyang walked over silently, and the machine was almost dismembered. If the main structure was not still there, it would have been broken directly.
On the only few remaining armored shells, he saw huge bullet marks and the marks of knife and axe chopping. He slowly walked to the front, where the cockpit was located.
The cockpit was almost torn apart. In addition to the scattered parts, there was a pool of dust on the metal chair, and a few pieces of broken bones could be seen.
Suddenly, he heard a whisper that was undetectable, which came from the pile of ashes.
Soshiyang leaned into his body, gently pushed away the ashes with his fingers, and a still shiny ring lay there quietly, the same style as the one on his chest.
He picked up the ring and put it in the palm of his hand to examine it carefully.
Suddenly, a picture that did not belong to him appeared in his mind again-
It was in a dim cockpit, a woman in a combat uniform was facing the screen and crying. In the picture, a little brown-haired boy was constantly struggling and crying in a woman's arms.
"Mother--"
"Hug! Hug!"
"Kylo."
A bright smile appeared on the woman's tears, and she stretched out her arms as if she wanted to hug her son.
"Mom, I'm afraid!"
"Don't be afraid, baby, you must learn to take care of yourself in the future, eat on time, sleep on time, and don't stand high."
"Mom, I want mom! I want mom!"
The boy immediately burst into tears, and no matter how much the woman holding him was comforting him.
"Kylo, you are the man of the Alexei family, don't cry easily."
The woman suddenly cut the external image of the mecha into the communication, and the tragic battlefield immediately appeared in front of the boy. He even forgot to cry, but stared at the roaring green beasts and corpses all over the ground in horror.
"My child, you must remember this scene forever, forever. Your father, your mother, your uncle, and your grandfather are buried here. You have an eternal blood feud with these green monsters!"
After gritting his teeth and saying the last sentence, the woman closed the external image, then stroked the hair on her forehead, and smiled and said to the boy:
"Mom, I'm sorry for you. I can't accompany you to grow up. Even if there is a one-ten thousand chance, I will never leave you, my baby..."
"Mother--"
The boy's tears broke again, and so did women.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
After saying more than a dozen words, the cockpit began to vibrate violently.
The last moment is coming.
"Children, remember your mother's words, and when you grow up, leave those weak people and look for a truly powerful road. Mother's soul will always be here, waiting for you, or your descendants to return to their hometown! You must remember that your hometown has a noble name."
The woman paused for a moment and said solemnly.
"In our human language, it is called... Ulano!"
"Are you crying?"
Suddenly, a cautious female voice came from my ears, which was nice and harsh.
Surprisingly, Soshiyang touched his scarred cheeks, and his fingers were slightly wet and shining under the faint fluorescence.
“I’ve never been like this before.”
He said blankly.
"No, no, you cried the night your mother passed away."
Soshi Yangran looked at the wet traces on his fingertips, curious.
"How did you know."
"I--"
Veronica hesitated and didn't know what to say, but Soshiyan had guessed it.
"You read my memories last time you fought."
The girl of the Spirit nodded slightly.
Soshiyang sighed softly.
"You are very honest, unlike your fellow kin who have lies, but I don't know what to do with you for a while. You know too many secrets."
Veronica turned around and moved her gaze to the machine.
"Actually, what I'm even more curious about is why, as a human, you have the ability to read memories through objects, and only a very powerful prophet can do this."
"Since you have read my memory, you should also know what power I have."
Veronica shook her head.
"The Great Prophet did not allow me to delve into that power. He deleted this part of my memory... but I could still recall that fear."