When Felinisa and others arrived, they only saw the little zombie struggling to dig with a hoe, and Ange used a wind tornado to spread the sand away into the distance.
However, the building underneath was too huge. Just relying on the strength of Ange and a few people, it was like ants digging on the beach. It collapsed as they dug.
"Eh? Sir, have you dug out the throne?" Feilin said in surprise.
"God's Throne? City Lord, do you know what's down here?" Esk asked in shock. He had been to this basin many times, but he had never thought that there was something underneath?
"God's throne?" Nigris asked in surprise: "What kind of throne? What kind of throne?"
Except for Lisa, everyone turned their curious eyes to Feilin.
"The Twelve Guardian God's Seats, the guards of the World Transit Station, I haven't seen them for a long time, and the God's Seat is still intact. The quality of the empire's buildings is really good." Feilin sighed sincerely.
Nigris showed an expression that was indeed true: "It's really the guardian seat. Are all the guardian gods there?"
Feilin said: "They should all be there. After the wind of rest blew, it only took thirty or forty years for the floating soil to bury the entire world transfer station. The people who used to live there had to evacuate, and most of them went to the cold
Ice City, a small part of them followed me to build the Lich City. When I evacuated here, the floating soil only covered the God Keeper's knees. When I came back decades later, even the God's Throne was nowhere to be seen."
Nigris wanted to say something else, but he was interrupted by Eske as soon as he opened his mouth: "Don't just talk to yourself, tell us what the Guardian Seat is, it's really annoying."
Lina and Craig nodded hurriedly, with anxious expressions on their faces, and Lightning also leaned their heads over to listen carefully.
Only Ange was not interested, or in other words, he was not interested in the story. He wanted to dig things out more and continue digging with the little zombies and angel skeletons.
Nigris looked at Filin, hoping that he would answer. Nigris himself knew only a little about the Guardian Throne, so he might not be able to explain it clearly. But Filin did not answer, but turned his attention to Lisa.
Lisa pondered for a while and said: "The Twelve Goddess are the patron saints of the world's transit stations. They are powerful soul structures, steel bodies, immortal souls, powerful strength, and invincible resistance.
With them guarding the world transit station, no enemy dares to invade this place."
"They are powerful beings that can challenge giant dragons and titans. They are artifacts that can protect a country. They are one of the most feared war weapons of the Immortal Empire. When I was the Saint of Light, I observed them at close range.
, I have also studied them in depth, but I can't think of any way to break through the world transfer station under their protection."
"With their existence, the most brutal demons in the abyss can only keep the transmission fee and hide far away. The most cunning goblin businessmen can only dare to abide by the laws and pay taxes according to regulations. The most arrogant ones
Noble young masters, uh, will be stepped on. Back then, a noble young master teased me here, and he was stepped on by the guardian Patsy Dorov."
"And the throne is the seat of the guardian gods. The guardian gods cannot leave the throne too far and must return to the throne within ten minutes. This is their biggest flaw. Otherwise, the twelve guardian gods will become a horror that is sung throughout the world.
King. They are too powerful, each one weighs more than twenty tons, and a sword master like Luther cannot even withstand a punch in front of them."
Before Lisa finished speaking, someone was already trembling with fear. Lina said in a trembling voice: "Is it so scary? Otherwise, let's ask Mr. Ange to stop digging. Let's go."
Feilin said: "Don't be afraid, as long as you abide by the rules, the Twelve Watchers will not hurt anything. They actually have no feelings and will only faithfully carry out the orders of the king and the watchmen. Well, except for Patsy. But they have long been
I can’t move anymore. Now a thousand years have passed, and I don’t know if the soul in the guardian spirit still exists.”
Theoretically, souls are immortal, but the wind of rest blows for decades before the floating soil buries them.
When talking about the Watcher, Feilin glanced at Ange subconsciously. This sight shocked him. A tornado slowly formed in front of Ange.
Ange kept using wind tornadoes to lift away the sand dug out by the little zombies, but the rate he cast them was too high, two or three per second, in a series without stopping, so that the wind elements were highly dense, forming a line
The wind element vortex actually gave birth to a tornado storm.
Tornado is a level 6 wind magic. Ange used a level 1 wind tornado to create a level 6 tornado.
The tornado sucked away all the sand and soil near the throne, revealing a steel sculpture on the throne.
It was a thick steel structure, with a barrel-like body holding a round head, and two long and slender arms, with a telescopic structure in circles, as if the arms could be extended.
It is four meters tall, with complicated magic patterns protruding from its surface. It looks like it has no waist, and its barrel body sits directly on the divine throne.
The so-called divine seat does indeed look like an enlarged high-backed chair. At the same time, it is also the main structure of the building. A long plank road extends from the chair surface to the center of the basin, and the guardian structure stands on the 'seat surface'.
Feilin pointed to the plank road and continued to introduce: "This is the plank road leading to the center of the teleportation array. Usually it and the throne will be raised. At about this position, it is flush with the edge of the basin. The transported goods can leave directly through the plank road.
, or move to the commercial and residential areas below. Once attacked or in danger, the plank road will be lowered to cut off the enemy's attack."
"But I have worked here for decades, and after being reincarnated as a lich, I have worked here for decades, and I have never seen the plank road come down until the world transfer station is closed. Think about it, this desolate world, the enemy
How can it come from outside? If it comes, it must come from the teleportation array."
"When the plank road came down and the world transfer station stopped, these guardian structures could no longer be moved. I tried to transport them to the underground city for safekeeping before, but they couldn't be moved. They were blown by the wind of rest for decades.
In the first few years when I came back, Patsy was still chatting with me, but when I came back later, she didn't respond, and I don't know if she was sleeping or dead."
"This is Patsy Dorov, the only one with a name among the Twelve Wardens. Generally, we call him the nickname - Spring Hand. Its fist can pop out more than ten meters, and its power is comparable to an attack hammer..."
Feilin talked a lot, and everyone understood clearly that these are a group of very powerful guardian structures that cannot leave a fixed range. Because the teleportation array stalls, it loses energy and even the soul may die.
Just a steel sculpture.
"Lord City Lord, apart from these guardian structures, is there anything else down there?" Esk asked, "For example, food?"
"What are you thinking about? In addition to the houses and buildings that cannot be moved, even the door panels were removed. The wind of rest blew here and was completely buried. But after decades, Luther and I's great, great, great, great
Once... well, forget it, anyway, it was his ancestor a thousand years ago who only had a few fights over grabbing food. In the blink of an eye, his dozens of generations of grandchildren have all become sword masters. Alas, time has passed.
Too fast."
Esk's forehead is full of black lines: You have gone too far in this blink of an eye. A thousand years is too fast?
Hearing Feilin's words, everyone had a look of despair on their faces. No matter how powerful the Twelve Guardian Gods were, and no matter how prosperous the world transfer station was back then, they were all buried under the dust of more than a thousand years ago, and they could not solve their current problems.
question.
If there is food in the commercial and residential area below, then there is value here. If not, they have no interest in staying. Who is in the mood to listen to stories when they are hungry?
Even if these guardian gods are still alive and moving, what's the use? No matter how powerful they are, they can't solve the problem of hunger.
Feilin also realized this and was about to discuss the food issue with Ange. To be honest, he was a little reluctant to do so. The last time he asked Ange for a loan of food, he hadn't paid it back yet.
But what Feilin didn't know was that Ange didn't regard the last food as 'credit' at all, because the last time's food not only brought tens of thousands of soul flames to Ange, but also brought tens of thousands of pan-believers.
Among them, there are no less than a thousand people with firm beliefs, and they can bring him one or two thousand soul flames every day.
But before Felin could say anything, Ange pressed his hand on the barrel-shaped body of the God Keeper. The hand that was integrated with the leather bracelet trembled, and the tall God Keeper construct suddenly started to move.
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"My king's most loyal guard, Patsy Dorov, will wholeheartedly serve you... for you... for you..." There was only one movement, and a weak soul rippled from the construct.
When it came out, he didn't even finish a sentence, and fell silent again.
"Lord Patsy? Lord Patsy, are you still alive? Are you still alive?" Felin rushed to the side of the construct, and Soul shouted excitedly.
In the decades after the teleportation array stopped functioning, Feilin came back here many times, but gradually received no response from Patsy, so he felt that the soul in the construct had died, but he did not expect that he was still alive.
Weak soul fluctuations came from the construct: "Hey...it's little Feilin...what's alive...I died a long time ago...now it's just...an immortal soul...so weak, how long have I been sleeping? Have you eaten?"
Oh...oh! Where does the energy come from? Such powerful soul energy, I am full of power!!!"
When Patsy asked if she had anything to eat, Ange poured soul energy into the construct. Ange had so much soul energy that it was inexhaustible. There was still a large amount of replenishment every day, all of which was refined by him.
The left hand is on.
The huge soul energy soon supported Patsy, and her whole soul became energetic. The huge body made a clicking sound and slowly rose up, revealing two...two short legs under the barrel torso.
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Compared with the extra-long spring arms, the legs supporting its body are really thick and short. When it is raised to the highest level, its barrel body is only raised by fifty centimeters.
The little head was buckled on the barrel like a semicircle. After clicking twice, a blue flame ignited behind the grid and fixed on Ange's body.
"It turns out to be Lord Watchman, Patsy Dorov, serving you wholeheartedly!" Patsy put her hands on the ground and leaned forward.
Lisa couldn't help but whispered into Feilin's ear: "Is this a kneeling ceremony? Does Lord Ange have such a high status in the Immortal Empire? Is it really a projection of the king?"
Feilin didn't know what to say. Patsy's legs were too short, so he couldn't tell whether he was kneeling or not, but Ange's status was definitely higher, and his guess about Ange's identity was also confirmed at this moment.
After receiving official confirmation, it turned out to be Lord Watchman.
Ange tilted his head and asked in confusion: "What is a watcher?"
The so-called Watcher is not actually a formal name, but a common name. No one has ever said this word to Ange in person, and if he hears it in a quiet discussion occasionally, he will not think of himself.
This was the first time someone called him a watcher to his face.
Patsy trembled for a moment, maybe she had misunderstood something. She stretched out her hand and pointed at Felin. The super long arm popped open, stretched out in front of Felin, and pointed at him almost nose to nose: "Humans gave you this name."
Name, they call the controller of the world transfer station the Watcher, we only know you as an adult."
Being pointed at by a fist as big as his head, Feilin didn't dare to move, but he couldn't help but cursed in his heart: Human beings are the ones who cause it, what are you pointing at me for?!
Lisa came closer and laughed softly: "Does it look like an employee who was caught in the wrong by the boss is shirking responsibility? My Lord Ange, are you really the supreme controller of the soul and eternal life?"
Feilin knew his wife's character best, and he immediately became vigilant after hearing this: "What do you want to do? Even if he is really His Majesty, he is still a watcher now. He has never used any extraordinary power without seeing you. Don't give it to me.
Cause trouble."
"No, no, no, am I like that kind of person?"
"picture."
"Look like!"
"It doesn't look like it, not at all."
"What do you think of the name Immortal Pope Lisa Augustus? Does it sound good?"
After more than ten minutes, Patsy could no longer move. The soul energy that Ange poured into it was only enough to maintain its activity for more than ten minutes. This was the biggest flaw of the guardian structure. The energy consumption was too high, making it impossible to move too far away from the throne.
, once it cannot come back, other guardian gods will have to drag it back.
Ange chatted with it for more than ten minutes, but nothing came out because we were not on the same channel.
Ange wanted to know what a watcher was, Patsy thought he was angry because he was given a random name, Ange wanted to know what happened to the World Transfer Station, Patsy thought Ange blamed them for not protecting the place, and Ange wanted to ask it
Why did the transfer station stop? It said it was not its fault.
Ange found it difficult to communicate with it.
Nigris laughed so hard that his soul came out of his nostrils, hahaha, this is how he usually feels when communicating with Ange.
Finally, when Ange was free, Feilin quickly stepped forward and said, "Sir, both the underground city and the Ice City have run out of food. I wonder if you can lend us some more food?"
Grain on credit? Ange immediately thought of the surging soul flame wave during the credit transaction, and then thought of something else. He turned over and mounted Nagris. He was driven off and had to ride Lightning.
He led everyone out of the basin and came to the big pit where the grain was buried. After digging it, he pointed to the grain in the pit and then pointed to the basin not far away and said: "People, dig, grain."
They need people, dig the land, and provide food. It is impossible for a few of them to dig out the World Transfer Station, but the people from Ice City and Lich City combined can do it.
Lina took a breath and whispered to Clegg: "The traces we came all the way here are probably left by Mr. Ange growing food, right?"