Mustache could see that Gesang Meiduo was struggling to say these words. Maybe the thing in her consciousness that suppressed her was not just suppressing it, but also brought some other reactions to Gesang Meiduo.
After a few words, and in a place with such a low temperature, a layer of fine beads of sweat actually appeared on Kelsang Meiduo's forehead.
"What does he want to get?" Mustache looked into the darkness beyond the ice cave. When his eyes touched the six-sided altar, he couldn't help but feel frightened.
"I can't tell..." Gesangmei Duo leaned softly against the ice wall next to him, shook his head feebly, and said: "Zhanado has never seen this thing, I can only feel it.
, it’s so important that no one even knows the true consequences of that importance.”
Mustache narrowed his eyes. He stopped asking questions. He just wanted to solve the problems here as soon as possible and then leave Ice City. What happened to Gesangmei Duo always made people uneasy, and this change may contain
Certain key links must be clarified in a safe place.
"Hold your gun and stay here." Mustache passed the backpack through the ice cave first. He didn't know why the six-sided altar behind the ice cave made him feel frightened, but this feeling was very bad.
He didn't want Kelsangmeduo to be in danger again.
"Don't! Don't leave me!" Gesangmedo may have been really scared, and she reacted very fiercely. She reached out again and tightly grasped Mustache's arm. She didn't want to stay here alone.
Mustache took Gesangmei Duo with him, but kept her at a distance from him. They got into the ice cave one after another and stepped on the ground of the inner space. There were rocks under their feet, and the world made of the previous ice and snow suddenly
His appearance has changed. Mustache has been looking at it carefully for a long time. Within the range of his sight, there is only the six-sided altar. The situation should be said to be relatively safe, because the six-sided altar is not a hollow building and can only be on the top floor.
Place something.
But the feeling in Mustache's heart did not disappear. When he stepped in, he felt that he had opened a door to hell.
This feeling made him extremely careful and meticulous. He walked almost inch by inch from the ice cave to the six-sided altar. However, the situation was surprisingly quiet until he stood at the foot of the six-sided altar.
At that time, everything was safe and sound. Mustache raised his head and looked at the hexagonal high altar again. Its structure is primitive and simple. It is made of lightly polished stones. Each layer is only one meter long.
It's high and can be easily climbed up.
The first layer of the six-sided altar is the base. After getting closer, Xiaozhu found that the altar was not as simple as imagined. The first layer of the base was covered with a layer of black and red dirt-like stuff.
This kind of thing is not unfamiliar. This is dried blood.
The dried blood certainly didn't frighten Mustache, but what shocked him was the thickness of this layer of blood, which was several centimeters. How much flowing blood would it take to accumulate so thickly over many years? Mustache had already shaved off a layer.
The blood stains were like loose rocks, and the body of the base of the six-sided altar was completely exposed. It was a blue-black stone with a polished surface and rows of symbols that had never been seen before.
He slowly climbed up to the second floor of the six-sided altar. The second floor was still stained with black and red dried blood. And at this time, Mustache noticed that the blood on the base of the first floor actually came from the second floor.
If it is inferred from this, then the blood on the second layer is flowing down from the third layer.
This six-sided altar is like a primitive and ancient pagan altar, using blood to perform some mysterious sacrifices or rituals. When Mustache stepped onto another floor, he felt heavy pressure in his heart. He didn't know
Where did this pressure come from, and he did not foresee any dangerous atmosphere, but the pressure was still getting heavier and heavier.
"The Blood Tower carries the will of the gods. The gods have fallen, but the will is immortal. It rules the world." At this time, Gesang Medo, who had been waiting under the six-sided altar, couldn't help but start climbing up, and uttered a few words.
A series of chants: "There is no life without death. The Blood Tower is the holy source that washes away all filth and sin..."
Mustache's heart tightened slightly. He was already a little worried about the inexplicable pressure in his heart. At this time, Gesang Medo was in a daze again, and it was terrible.
But Gesangmedo's expression and eyes didn't seem to have changed much. She climbed all the way to the third floor, raised her head and barely smiled at the mustache standing on the fourth floor, and said: "These chants suddenly popped out of my head.
Gesang Meiduo swore that it really came out of nowhere and he had never been exposed to anything like this before."
"Come on." Mustache stretched out a hand to Gesang Meiduo below. He could see that Gesang Meiduo didn't want to be alone, and didn't even want to keep any distance from him. He left her behind, and he didn't know if she would be there again.
what happen.
The entire six-sided altar is roughly like this. There are accumulated blood stains on each layer. Under the blood stains are strange and unfamiliar symbols. Apart from these, there is nothing else. I don’t know if it is for psychological reasons. When Kelsang Medo looks like a
As he walked forward step by step, holding on to Mustache like a little tail, Mustache felt that the pressure in his heart seemed to be lessened.
"When you don't feel lonely, there is light above your head." Gesangmedo tugged on his mustache.
They climbed from the fourth floor to the eighth floor in one breath. Standing here, they can see the ninth floor, which is the scene at the top of the six-sided altar. The plane area of the ninth floor is not very large, with a length and width of ten meters.
From left to right. When Gesangmedo exposed her head and looked straight at the ninth floor, her hand holding the mustache's arm suddenly increased its strength.
"What Chanado wants is here..."
"Is it right here?" Mustache raised the lamp in his hand. The entire ninth floor was empty, not even a stone could be seen.
They climbed to the last level of the six-sided altar. The ninth level maintained the six-sided shape. Under their feet, there were grooves extending from the center to the surroundings, four fingers wide and ten centimeters deep. Mustache was suspicious and built
The people of this six-sided altar originally performed blood sacrifices on the top floor. A large amount of blood flowed down from dozens of grooves, and then poured out the nine-story blood tower.
But apart from these grooves, nothing else could be seen. What did Chanado want? Mustache slowly took a few steps forward. Near the center of the ninth floor, a four or five-year-old
Centimeter-deep hexagonal traces clearly appeared before my eyes.
Plop...
Gesang Medo, who was behind him, suddenly collapsed to the ground. Mustache pulled her up with his backhand. Gesang Medo had no strength at all, and her eyes became confused and confused again.
"No more! Who took it away! Who..."
Judging from this hexagonal trace, it seems that something should have been embedded in it, but the thing is missing. This may be what Chanado wants. Mustache didn't care about anything else, and he patted Gesang Medo hard.
Face, suddenly, the confusion and chaos in Gesangmeduo's eyes were like a dark cloud, blown away by the wind.
"The sacred artifacts on the Blood Tower are missing..." Gesang Medo seemed to be extremely weak. She leaned on her mustache and said: "The sacred artifacts in the world are what countless believers in the world have been pursuing all their lives. Check it out."
I want it so much, but who took it away?"
"What is the sacred object used for?" Xiaozhu knew that what Dang Xiangqiang and Xiang Xiong called the sacred object was the kind of fragment that could travel through time and space. He didn't know that this so-called sacred object was taken away by others.
What exactly is a sacred vessel?
"Only God knows what the sacred weapon is for..."
At this moment, the inexplicable pressure in Mustache's heart seemed to disappear without a trace. He felt a little surprised that his pressure came entirely from this hexagonal trace? When he saw that this thing was no longer there
, everything becomes easier?
Mustache raised the lamp in his hand higher again. Very close to the hexagonal mark, there was a larger and deeper hexagonal pit. This pit should be the center of the entire ninth floor. It has nearly a
meters deep, when the light is not strong, it almost blends into the blue-black stone.
He took a step forward, and the light in his hand shone into the hexagonal pit. A bit of crystal light was refracted from the pit at an incredible angle, as if the light had been folded and distorted. This distortion made this bit of crystal light shine brightly.
It seems mysterious and unpredictable. Six-sided Altar
All the grooves on the top plane extend out from the center of this pit. Mustache immediately realized that this pit was once filled with blood. Only when the blood is level with the surface of the pit will it follow the surrounding grooves.
The trough flows out to water the nine-story blood tower.
The light reflected in the pit showed that there must be something inside. Mustache took two more steps forward. The hexagonal pit was about seventy or eighty centimeters deep. At this time, Mustache's sight was released, and he saw
There is a piece of stuff lying flat at the bottom of the pit.
I don’t know whether this is a piece of crystal or a piece of ice. It is hexagonal in shape and almost fills the pit. The hexagonal crystal or ice cube is almost transparent. When Mustache saw it, he immediately discovered that inside it,
Quietly sealing a shadow lying flat.
This shadow is extremely real. It is like a living person, sealed inside. The shadow is naked and naked. Mustache doesn’t know if this is a primitive funeral method, but he knows very well that if
A person is buried at the top of this nine-story blood tower, so his identity can be imagined.
Mustache had a strong desire. He wanted to see who was buried here, in the center where countless blood was sacrificed and worshiped all year round.
The surroundings were very quiet. Mustache slowly approached the large hexagonal pit. He squatted down and put the light in his hand into the pit. The strong light refracted back and forth on the crystal or ice cube, causing the flat surface inside to shine.
The shadow of the lying figure was reflected clearly.