Chapter 226 The advent of silence (93): Battle between temples (Part 2)
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"If that's the case... you and Luo Nie have actually been here a long time ago?" Laite frowned and asked with confusion in his heart.
"It should be right. Maybe we have been here for a day, maybe a week, maybe the war in the outside world is over." A trace of confusion flashed in Sai's brown eyes.
However, Laite looked at Sai, shook his head firmly, and denied:
"According to my inference, it may not be more than two weeks before the launch of the 'Silence's Advent' campaign, which is called 'The Dawn of Erysia'. But I'm curious, Say. From what you just said,
It seems that you and Luo Nie arrived here directly after breaking through the yellow sand, right?"
"Yes, when we opened our eyes, we saw the Fire Empire-style door and the endless wall of the same style." Sai nodded.
"But I'm different." Laite interrupted:
"The first stop I entered here from the 'Jump Formation' was the 'Feiyue Arena'. When Feng sacrificed himself and we defeated the ugly killer whale, Old K, I experienced another 'long' journey.
I just got here. I saw the pool, the bleeding vines, and the disorienting fog before I got here."
"Brother Laite, are you saying that the direction we entered is different and the area we arrived at is misaligned?" Sai guessed.
"Maybe so." Laite replied uncertainly.
But Sai just looked around the space, then tilted his head, his eyes lost focus and looked at the deep red wooden door in the style of the Fire Empire. He pondered for a while, shook his head vigorously and said:
"Probably not. Brother Laite, the old magician said that you also heard that weird poem called "The Poetry of the Ancient Meteor", which is something imprinted on the meteorite. Whether it is Sister Melina
The deciphered diary of the Decider and the documents left behind by the human legion all show that the scene encountered after breaking through the yellow sand and entering the core area of the highland will not change in any way."
"In other words, Brother Laite, those places are fixed, just like a straight path. We don't have the extraordinary ability to travel through time and space, so even if we break in from different directions at different times, we will still enter first."
Crimson Arena', then visit the 'Silver Moon Temple', then quicksand and 'Vita Water', and finally it's related to the Divine Realm. There is only one possibility for this phenomenon to occur."
"What?" Laite leaned forward slightly and asked curiously.
"The 'Crimson Arena' has disappeared, or in other words, the power to support it no longer exists." Sai said, looking at Laite up and down, showing a look of great admiration, but mixed with fear of power.
expression.
Naturally, after receiving the "Inspiration" sequence core and being infused with the power of the Lost Blood Tribe and the Killer Whale, Laite was able to quickly capture Sai's expression and figure out his mentality instantly.
Obviously, Sai believed that either Laite's power destroyed a great arena, or Laite's overwhelming advantage killed the monsters inside that maintained his strength. Otherwise, how could he defeat Say in the first place so vigorously?
The 'unintentional man' who was created to prepare for emergencies, and then stood here unscathed to discuss the development of the situation.
Facing Sai, Laite sighed, smiled sheepishly, looked away with his black eyes, and said humbly:
"The killer whale that supported its power was defeated by the wind. The child sacrificed himself and exhausted its magic power. Only then did I have the opportunity to kill it and find a way out of there. As for the disappearance of the arena, I
I think it may be a product of illusion itself. The 'protagonist' used to maintain the illusion is no longer there, so there is no need for it to exist. By the way, Sai..."
"Well, brother Laite." Sai nodded obediently and looked at Laite.
"You just said that you want to pay homage to the gods here, and you will have the opportunity to leave after receiving instructions, right? I think I should go meet the 'lover' Luo Nie who does tarot card divination, and then appreciate the so-called gods."
Laite said with an unexplained smile on his lips and walked forward quickly.
As he climbed the steps, Laite's footsteps became more brisk, and the smell of gasoline that filled the surroundings became stronger.
If it weren't for the wasteland world and Zine Empire, Laite would even wonder if there was a gasoline leakage here.
But he knew very well that the Krusted Empire, which had the strength to exploit oil on a large scale and refine gasoline, had long since returned to dust. The Zine Empire did not have complete technology and could only do limited extraction at best.
Half a minute later, Laite stood calmly and calmly at the bottom of the dome-style church building without blushing or breathing.
Looking up, Laite saw a huge golden door with dragon totems engraved on it.
Its middle part is like the door when you entered the "Silver Moon Temple" just now. Two huge metal sheets cover the door lock, and the totem above is mainly a wolf.
Looking down, the nearly one-meter-high threshold has become an obstacle for the careless, and it also shows a strong oriental flavor.
Fortunately, the door was closed, so Laite exerted a little force, and as a dull "squeaking" sound came out, a cold breath hit his face.
After getting used to the unbearable atmosphere, Laite walked straight into the slightly dark interior and observed.
The overall space inside is very large, with the top about ten meters above the ground. Hanging high on the top are five crystal chandeliers that reflect the colorful light. They are hung at even intervals, creating a feeling that is out of tune with the surroundings.
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There are no gas lights or electric lights here, and naturally there are no winding metal pipes or tightly wrapped wires hidden in corners.
In addition to the empty hall, some stone pillars painted with red paint that support the overall structure are purple curtains covering the skylights at the top and the large floor-to-ceiling windows at the bottom.
The Crusted Empire claimed to be the inheritor of the central culture, and their courts once respected purple. Naturally, this was also due to the difficulty and huge cost of extracting purple dye during the Second and Early Third Era.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Accompanied by the rhythmic and rhythmic "ta-da" sound under your feet, Laite strolls through this palace.
In the middle is a circular area surrounded by low, old-painted, and even peeling railings.
If you look carefully, the area looks like a magic circle, but it looks more like the half-dream and half-awake graffiti of an amateur painter who doesn't understand geometry.
Twisted lines, a square formed by curves, a half-drawn dragon, and a hexagram with a few corners missing are stacked up in no order. However, the only consolation is that a robot in the lower right corner of the picture has fallen.
A lot of effort.
An oval mechanical head, two cannon holes between the plump chest, two highly technological hand cannons, two blowholes replacing the legs, and seven or eight crocodile-like crocodile-like creatures covered with mechanical scales extending in all directions.
The tail. These combinations gave Laite some novel feelings. After all, during this period, he faced monsters, lost people and careless people. He didn't have much contact with the products of the steam machinery world.
After secretly admiring the "amateur painter"'s rich "inspiration" and imagination, Laite suddenly saw a mechanical clock hanging like a rag on the railing. They looked very much like Picasso's abstract paintings that Laite had admired in the previous world.
Painting, but immediately, he was attracted by a burst of young and melodious male singing.
"Why has the long starry sky not dispersed for so long?"
“Why can’t the morning birds sing.”
"Why do the lush flowers wither?"
"I can't understand, I can't understand, 'love' is getting cheaper in this world."
"I know this is the end."
"I know this is the wasteland."
"I look forward to the reconstruction of civilization, just like a young man looking up at the stars at midnight, longing for a beautiful, illusory dream."
After listening to the melodious, soothing song, which was as sincere and sincere as reciting a poem, Laite turned around and looked towards the source of the sound.
There is the end of the hall, an area where countless mechanical sculptures are placed for worship.
It was dark and messy, but it looked ferocious and terrifying. At a glance, Laite's first impression of the mechanical sculpture was that of "terrifying power", but even if he observed carefully, Laite still couldn't see the real source of the sound.
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Recalling the music, Laite felt more and more the singer's use of the Zine Empire language. In his mouth, the language became more vivid, flexible, beautiful, melodious and full of hope.
This song seems to have been lingering in the world, washing away the lost soul and all the filth.
It is more like a young man looking forward to a new day trying to cross the curtain of time, abandoning the pain of darkness, and heading to a new world with confidence.
For the first time, Laite didn't feel any discomfort after coming down from those acid-refluxing fantasy worlds filled with depression and rancidity. It suddenly occurred to him that no matter how bad the environment was, and how distorted and dark everything around him was, as long as he chanted the voice of hope,
, you can see the future, touch the future, and finally seize the future.
"Brother Laite." Sai's crying voice came from behind Laite.
Suddenly, Laite felt that all the beautiful longings he had just had disappeared. Sayi's boyish voice was like a brick being stirred vigorously in his head that had opened the Tianling Cap.
Holding back the sudden pain, Laite took a deep breath, then turned around, barely keeping his facial expression calm and asked:
"What's wrong?"
"singing."
"What's wrong with the singing? It feels full of hope. Why are you crying? Sayi." Laite wiped away the tears on Sayi's face with concern, suddenly feeling distressed.
"It's not the song, it's its source. I didn't see Brother Luonie, but I felt a powerful force approaching here. It has the same smell as Brother Luonie. It's a machine... It's a mechanical body, very powerful.
I don’t know what brother Luonie prayed to the gods or what kind of revelation he got, but I...but I feel the danger coming from the depths of my soul." Sai said, looking around warily, like a bird being affected by
Frightened rabbit.
After comforting Say, Laite carried him and walked towards a group of huge mechanical sculptures, which may be the so-called "gods".
Before he could carefully observe the specific appearance of the sculpture, Laite suddenly felt the ground begin to shake violently and uncontrollably.
Even the crystal chandelier above their heads began to sway wildly and chaotically.