When Soshiyan and Veronica left the old human ruins, with dazzling light, the unpredictable vast land replaced the cold and dark void around it.
A dilapidated city that had been ravaged by natural disasters appeared ahead of them, with scattered towers and rubble-filled aisles: it seemed that the grand arches falling from a high place and the overpass were layered together, twisted into a pile by their own mass, smashed together onto a huge rock without friends.
In Soshiyang's opinion, it should be a continent drawn out from the mantle of the planet. It has drifted countless years among the stars. The exquisite and magnificent scenery of the past seems to be right in front of you. The corridor is back and forth, but the tragedy like the sky and the earth collapses and turns it into a mad ruin. The once glorious palace has also turned into countless fragments with the disaster, and it is no longer difficult to tell what it was before.
"...... The Oak Empire of Ulano plundered countless treasures and even buildings from many worlds and decorated them in its own throne world. Oak called it the "city of conquest", and the Great Prophet described it as a "bloody cave", and in the language of your human beings, it should be called Nineveh."
As he embarked on the capital of the largest green-skinned empire in the past, Soshiyang couldn't help but sigh that in the surging expedition era, how many such powerful alien empires fell apart under the iron fist of the Human Emperor.
The empire at that time was so vigorous and unparalleled.
Among the many ruins, only one was particularly conspicuous in the dilapidated depressions everywhere: at that time, a relatively complete building, several ivory white towers with similar materials to the surrounding ruins, held a dazzling ball of light together, winding upwards and pointed straight to the sky.
Veronica laughed in surprise when she saw this:
“I didn’t expect it to exist.”
Soshiyan withdrew his gaze.
"What is this?"
"I heard from the great prophet that the former King of Oak had a favorite concubine. It even built an unparalleled palace for her, called the Chou Palace. This tower should be the core of the Chou Palace and the Golden Chou Tower... It is said that when it was in its prime, its dazzling and dazzling rare things in the Milky Way can be observed with the naked eye even if it is several light years away."
"favorite concubine?"
Soshi Yang frowned slightly.
“Is there such a concept in green skin?”
"I don't know either. This was mentioned by the Great Prophet by chance. I asked the same question as you, but he did not explain."
"It seems that your great prophet is still incredible even in front of his own people."
Veronica snorted and replied with disdain:
"How can your simple thinking understand the profound philosophy of language?"
Soshiyan was too lazy to refute, but turned his attention to the ruins of the palace again.
The huge pagoda was shining with sparks and light, and the center was constantly emitting shocking energy. It was not only a flower blooming on the ruins, but also a kind of coordinate: the edges and outlines of the pagoda were ever-changing, and the colorful glass prisms intertwined and surrounded each other, stirring up a turbulent and rotating vortex in the air.
This spectacle is fascinating, and even Soshiyan can't move his eyes away - it's amazing.
"What's next?"
After staring for a while, Soshiyang turned his gaze back to Veronica, and the Spiritual Girl had already taken out the map.
"Next... there is no road nearby, we have to pass through the Que Palace."
After that, the two went deep into the ruins of the palace. At this time, Soshiyang discovered that in addition to the broken tiles and ruins of towering buildings, there were also damaged ships of various sizes embedded in the earth: from the Imperial Navy-level sky-covering warships to the rough fighter jets driven by green skins, all kinds of them were available.
Soshiyan recognized at least a dozen different types of waste ships, and the years and years of the hulls undergoing weathering are also very different.
There is no doubt that the wars experienced here were particularly fierce and huge, otherwise so many starships would not have fallen here.
A building in the ruins attracted Soshiyang's attention: at first he thought he had seen it, but soon secretly rejected the idea.
The structure next to the dilapidated building is like a passage. A broad main road that winds and snakes successfully arches the fragments piled up into mountains, and luckily it has not been buried forever by the heavy ruins.
"There is a faint psychic reaction here, without obvious signs of pollution or toxicity. Even so, don't relax your vigilance. This area does not look very stable, and the situation of the battle changes rapidly. Pay attention to the situation."
Veronica kindly reminded that Soshiyan did not answer, and in fact he would pay attention if he didn't need to say much.
Soshiyang quickly stepped over a weathered and damaged staircase and stepped onto a platform about thirty meters high. Veronica followed closely behind him. During this process, the storm bomb on Soshiyang's arm was always ready to fire and could open fire at any time.
"This kind of building structure-"
Veronica, standing on the edge of the platform, murmured, pointing to a layer of dust-covered seats on a crooked semicircular platform that was suspected to have been a collapsed ruin.
"It is a form we often use, and it must be the one that Green Skin plundered from some kind of Ark World."
Soshiyang's eyes swept across the walls and finally landed on the top of the seats. Several lonely curved partitions at both ends lost the cover of the canopy above their heads, soaring upwards toward the sky.
Although the ruins around were extremely wide, the pale smoke and clouds above the two of them covered the dark void.
He looked around the rows of stone seats and thought about a question, but why is this ring theater so prominent in a depression?
"Don't waste time, let's go."
Veronica spoke behind him:
“We don’t have much time.”
Soshiyang turned around from the edge of the platform and looked into the distance. This place gave him a very different feeling.
He looked up at the Tower of Light that illuminated the ruins.
"I need some time."
He squatted down and gently touched the ancient rock with his hands.
In an instant, the originally dilapidated stage became magnificent, wrapped in darkness, and there was only a beam of light on the stage, making the whole picture seem to be covered with a layer of gauze.
He could not lift the veil, but saw a stunning figure dancing. She had a pair of wings, but had a figure that was not a human woman.
With a light jump, her skirt began to fly, and the green swaying skirt brought out a mysterious and suffocating blue shadow in the deep light and shadow, glowing brightly.
Then she raised her hand and exposed her small white arms, but before she could see clearly, she still hugged the pipa and half-covered her face. Her tight top also showed a dazzling strip in the rotation, her chest became full, and every turn was shocking that people were worried that they would not be able to hold on and would burst out. When they were down, their waists suddenly straightened, but there was an arc at the lower nest, showing a different pretense, but they still blatantly had a temptation.
Then, another light jump was leaping, and the heel was gently touched, like a dragonfly swept through the water, and then the tip of the shoe supported the ground, drawing arcs left and right, and circles were drawn one by one perfectly.